Chapter 7: Simplicity

It's been two days since I first came here; and I can say it has been the most wonderful days ever. I've gotten closer with Emily and Kim; and had some bonding time with the guys. They acted like they were family, even if they were all just friends. 'They actually acted more like a family than my parents and I do.' I sat back on the front porch chair in deep thought. 'I don't think I ever want to leave… but I will have to sometime. They have all been great to me and I'm still lying to them. I just don't know how to tell them that I'm a princess… who ran away from her kingdom.' I let out a big sigh and put my head back.

"Hey. Gabs, you alright?" Jacob shouted from his spot on the yard; the guys were playing a game called, 'football.' Kim, Emily, Leah, and I were just watching. I saw Embry turn his head towards me; his face full of worry.

"Oh! Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Continue playing your 'football.'" I smiled reassuringly. I looked back down at my hands. It was really beautiful today, the sun was shining. Unlike England's weather, it was fairly warm. Kim had let me borrow some clothes: "white shorts and a beautifully-designed tank top with flowers on it." She had explained to me what they were since I had no clue; and I must admit they were truly comfortable. Never in my life have I worn something other than a dress or a night gown. My hair was done up in a bun, some pieces falling out.

I was so distracted; I didn't see Embry sneak up behind me. He grabbed me by the waist and threw me over his shoulder. "Embry! Put me down this instant!" I screamed, helplessly flailing around. He was too strong and his grip on me was firm.

"Nah, I don't think I will." He hopped off the porch and into the grass. The others didn't even bother to help; they just stood there, smirking. Embry walked off a little farther from the rest of the group and, gently, laid me down on the grass. He had a mischievous grin on his face, as he ran his fingers up and down my body.

"Embry, ah! Em-bry! S-stop!" I begged, trying to push his hands away with no effort. He kept teasing me by going slowly, which just made me laugh even louder.

He, finally, gave mercy on me and lifted me to my feet. "There's that smile I love to see. Now, stop moping and have some fun!" I giggled and followed him back to the others, who were all cracking up. Except for Sam, a stern look on his face, who was staring at Embry. Embry just shrugged it off and looked away. I, internally, laughed. Sam had taken the father-figure while I was staying here.

"Come on, everyone. Lunch time!" Emily yelled. All the boys came swarming inside the house, us girls trailing behind. We all sat at the table, full of food. I was, as always, not familiar with the food; so I just grabbed whatever was in front of me. I looked at my plate and organized in my head, 'Knife. Fork. Spoon. Napkin.' I picked up the napkin next to me and laid it out on my lap. I, then proceeded to cut up my food into little pieces; putting each one in my mouth, one by one. I looked around at the boys and noticed that they, obviously, didn't care for table manners. 'It's like I'm eating with animals.'

After finishing lunch, we all squeezed into the living room. "Hey Gabby, there's a bonfire tomorrow night. Wanna come?" Quill asked, casually. Paul smacked him in the back of his head. "Ow?" He gave him a look and turned to me, waiting for an answer.

"Uhm, sure. It sounds enjoyable." I smiled. "What is a bonfire, though?"

"It's a small gathering, held at the beach, to tell the legends of our tribe." Sam said.

"Oh. It seems interesting! Is it formal or casual?"

"Wear whatever you like, but it gets pretty chilly at night." I nodded. 'I'm going to a bonfire!' I thought, rather excitedly. Being here in La Push makes me feel right, especially being with Embry. I don't have to worry about my posture or forgetting my manners. For once, I felt like a normal teenager instead of The Princess of Windsor.