A/N: LaLaLa. It's been awhile, I think. I don't remember. But I am so serious people, I have no idea what to do with this story, and don't know where to take. I NEED your help. Message me with ideas, or I'll probably end up stopping it. Sorry, but I'm drawing a blank.

Well, Enjoy this chapter, because it might be the last.

[Doubt it!]

"How many?"

I turned around and counted. Holy shit, there was: Me, Paul, Jared, Kim, Quil, Embry, Sam, Claire, Leah, Seth, CiCi, Brady, Collin. That makes it…thirteen fucking people!

"Umm, thirteen?" I said it as a question, I sort of expected more people to randomly pop up out of no where. Stranger things than that have happened at La Push. Like how my hair turned purple when I was eight…but I blame Jared for that. It took a month for it to wash out and go back to my natural blondish color, but I've dyed it a LOT since then.

The look on the Chinese girl's face was priceless, it was a mixture of 'Oh my gosh!', 'holy shit!', and 'what the fuck?'

I don't think she has ever seen this many people in one night.

She got over the fact that I had so many people with me, and ushered us to like six tables pushed together, it took up almost the whole dining area.

She walked away and left us to get settled. I took a seat on the side of the long make-shift table, and Jared sat beside me on my left side, CiCi on my right. Paul took the seat right across from me. Oh joy. Well this should be interesting…

I went to grab a menu, but accidentally grabbed somebody's hand. I looked up and saw Paul staring at me. I felt that electricity again, and pulled my hand away. But he was still staring. Creep…

When he didn't grab the menu, I grabbed it and pulled it towards me.

This IS a buffet, but I guess you can order special dishes, and exotic drinks. I wonder if Jared let me try one of those…Doubt it.

When another lady came to our table, she started at one end writing down drink orders. I didn't hear the end of the tables orders, but out of no where it seemed, CiCi told the waitress what she wanted.

"Hmmm, I'll have a Dr. Pepper."

That chick was obsessed with Dr. Pepper, that's all she asked for, for her fourteenth birthday, which was two years ago. She was already sixteen, her birthday being in February. Mine was in September, two months away. So long.

"What would you like sir?" She had a thick Chinese accent, like she has only been here for a couple years. I looked behind me and she was looking at Paul, I guess it was his turn to order, which meant it was probably my turn next. I looked through the menu for the drinks. Mountain Dew…They have Mountain Dew…HELL YEAHH!

I was pulled out of my Mtn.-Dew-happy-dance-thought when I heard Paul say something, oh and it surprised the hell out of me.

"Tea."

Even though I've known him for only a couple hours, I never thought of him as a tea guy. Maybe a black coffee, or Monster kind of guy, most likely a Monster guy. Maybe he would surprise me in other ways…like actually being nice and shit instead of a fucking asshole all the time. But he was nice enough to carry me up the stairs. Dude, he has more mood swings than I do!

Somebody tapped me on the shoulder, and I heard the Chinese voice again.

"Excuse me ma'am, what do you want to drink?"

Like I had to think about that…Ha.

"Mountain Dew!" I almost screamed, but fought myself to stay quiet. She got the rest of the orders then left. I felt a sudden 'Bzzzzzzzzzzz' in my pocket. I totally forgot I had my phone in my pocket. I slid it open and read the text I got from…CiCi. Leave it to her to text me while sitting next to me.

Guuuuurll! Paul's staring at you, like a lot. I think he likes you(; -C

I lifted my head, and glanced at Paul, who WAS staring at me, and then at CiCi. She looked over at me grinning. I mouthed 'What the fuck?'

She just smiled that little CiCi smile and went back to making goo-goo eyes with Seth, who sat across from her. I rolled my eyes and texted her back.

Soo what if he was staring at me? He doesn't like me… I'm like 15 and he's like 20. But I see you makin googoo eyes at Seth (; -A

I smirked to myself as the lady came back with our drinks. She set the Mtn. Dew in front of me, with a straw. I immediately picked it up and started chugging it, before she even left the cup was empty.

"Refill please."

I gave her my best innocent smile and she grabbed the cup and walked away.

"Damn. Thirsty much Ave?"

Jared. Always saying something about everything I do, jokingly of course though. I didn't mind it. He always took my mind off of the bad stuff going through my head. That question took my mind off the fact that I might not live to be forty. I'll live my life, the way I want to, no strings attached. Nobody to stop me, nobody to stand in my way. And if I did end up growing old, then I would have a hell of a lot hilarious stories to tell mine and Paul's kids. Woahh, did I just say mine AND PAUL's kids? Noo! No, no, NO! I would not have kids with Paul, he doesn't like me like that and never will. So what if he kissed me, doesn't mean he like me.

There were random conversations going on around me, but I was concentrated on the straw in my newly filled glass of Mtn. Dew. The glass was halfway gone already. I really needed to stop…

"So Paul, how old are you?"

My head snapped up toward her, and then toward Paul. I was actually interested in his answer. He was obviously taken by surprise, he was so wrapped up in staring at me.

"Uhh, nineteen. Twenty in September."

I wonder what day. CiCi tackled that that question though, along with telling everyone when my birthday was.

"Oh really? Avery's is the 16th. What day is yours on?"

I could really slap her right now. Shouldn't I be asking him myself? I mean, I was the one sort of attracted to him. Oh come on, who was I kidding? Paul's like sex on a stick, and I wanted me some. Who wouldn't?

He chuckled a little bit before answering. God that is sexy. What was I talking about? Oh my gosh…I can't be falling for him. The last person I fell for ended up hitting me. Not in the sexual way either. After we had sex for the first time, that became all he wanted. He'd hit me if I didn't comply. He's in jail or something now. The bastard can rot in hell. Him and Logan can have a 'Fuck Face's That Avery Dated Party' while they're down there.

"Mine's on the 15th."

Hmmm, maybe we could throw a conmbined party? I pulled out my phone again.

Aye , suggest a combined party for our birthdays. -A

She looked at me and smirked.

"Hey, Avery has a good idea. We should have a combined party for you guys."

I shot a death glare at her, she just sat there and grinned. I was just noticing that everyone had gone up to get some food, except for CiCi, Paul, and I. Well at least nobody would see this.

"I uh, well I just thought since, yah know. Ugh. CiCi I'm going to kill you."

Paul sat there, a look of amusement on his face.

"No yah won't doll face. You love me to much." Damn, she was right.

"Oh well, that doesn't mean I can't still severely hurt you."

I was VERY capable of doing that.

"With that crippled foot? Okay. Have fun catching me!"

She got up and skipped away to the buffet. I forgot to bring my crutches too. Damn it.

"Erm. Uh, could you help me? Please?" I asked Paul, he was the only one still at the tables. I was praying he said yes. I was starving and I couldn't get up and get my food without help.

He smiled down on me [he was almost a foot taller!] and nodded.

I figured he'd be a bad-tempered person all the time. Who knew he had a sweet side?

He came around the table, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up slowly. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I did the same. I leaned into him and we slowly but surely made our way to the food bar. He left me at one spot and went to grab him some food while I grabbed me some. I got vegetable lo main, sweet and sour chicken, four egg rolls, a bowl of pudding, and this chocolate cake stuff. I stood there waiting, until he came over with four plates of his own. He took my one, very full plate and set them over at the table before coming back to get me. Gah, I kicked him in the nuts in my first ten minutes of being here, and he's being such a gentleman. What was up with that?

He held me the same way as we walked back to the table. I looked around at what everyone got. All the guys and Leah had at least four plates. Each. Claire was just eating tidbits off of Quil's plate. Kim, CiCi, and I only had one or two plates. I hit it almost on the nose when I said we were probably going to eat everything the place had. Everyone seemed to be involved in a conversation, or eating. Some both. I felt lost, I wasn't doing either. What better way to get rid of the lost feeling than to stuff your face with food? I just started eating every single thing in sight, well everything in sight on my plate. I stole one piece of broccoli from CiCi though. I didn't think she saw, but next thing I know there is a glob of pudding dripping from my chin down to my cleavage. This means war!

I tried flicking a small piece of chicken at the side of her face, but she leaned backward and it hit Embry in the ear. He looked at me with a huge smirk, and flung several noodles my way. I had amazing reflexes though, and I ducked and so they landed in Jared's hair. I'm not even going to explain how everyone else got hit, it was mainly because of Claire, she thought it looked fun so she started throwing food at EVERYONE.

I was smiling at her while she giggled when I was hit in the nose with a cooked carrot.

"This. Means. War!"

I took a spoonful of pudding and flung it at Paul, who I assumed threw the carrot, seeing as he was smiling the whole time. It was all fun and games until Paul got hit with the pudding. It was so crazy, everyone was laughing and giggling, then Paul just stands up so fast the table nearly flipped on me and storms out. He looked pissed, but why?

Before I could go ask him what was wrong, we were all kicked out, and banned. Gee, could I have been anymore right about that? Well this was fun while it lasted.

We walked out in silence, except for Claire. She was still giggling. Jay half carried me this time, since Paul left already. He set me down in the back of the truck gently, then backed away so Leah could get in. Jay and Kim got in the front, I felt the truck start and lurch forward a little bit when Paul came out of nowhere it seemed. He started running towards the truck, and without even breaking a sweat flung himself over the tailgate and right next to Leah. She glared at him, and he quickly scooted over to my side. Which I didn't mind at all.

"So do you really want to have a combined party?" His brown eyes were sparkling with, what I'm guessing to be wonder and delight. He was hypnotizing.

"Yeah. It could save decorations and what-not. It could start at like eight p.m. for your half of the party, and then after it hits midnight my party can start." It actually sounded like a good idea. I just hope he wouldn't mind having a bunch of fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen year olds at his party…

I sighed. He wasn't answering. Maybe he didn't like the idea?

"That sounds great!"

I started smiling like an idiot. I can't believe he was agreeing! He was just totally pissed a minute ago, now he is all happy-go-lucky. There's only one explanation. I finally found a guy version of me. Mood Swing Mania. And the bad thing about it was…I was falling for him. So technically, I was falling for me.

I was so confused. All this thinking was making me tired. Maybe it was the Chinese food. Whichever it was, it made me lean into Paul's side sleepily, and I kind of remember him cautiously pulling me into his lap. I'm not quite sure. But I do remember making one statement before letting the sleepiness take over.

"Nigh' Nigh' Mr. Snuggles."

A/N: So what'cha guys think? Whoever reviews this chapter will get a shoutout in the next one. I also have a question.

What's your favorite type of food?

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