"Well, it could have been worst," Miles muttered as the last nurse finally went out of the room.
"Miles, you're lucky you still have all your brain cells," I muttered back.
It was after everything had been sorted out; Mom was on her way here, Blaise didn't give a hoot, but was following in her car, Miles was strapped to a hospital bed with an I.V. stuck in his arm, and Cale was on her way with a bunch of my brother's favorite movies and snacks and what not.
My brother had just gotten a mild head injury, but the doctor wanted to keep him in just in case something where to happen.
"Hey, I didn't hit my head that hard!" he insisted.
"Yeah, tell that to your cracked skull," I wearied.
"My skull isn't cracked. Just a mild bruise, but I'll be in pain for a few days." He grinned at me.
I nodded slowly, the chair I was sitting in was starting to get really uncomfortable now.
Suddenly, the light oak door flung open, and my mom ran in, her dark hair flying in every direction. She had the most frazzled look on her face as she ran over to Miles, and started to fret over him. "Oh, honey, I'm so sorry! Are you okay? How long are you going to be in here for? I'm sorry I haven't answered my phone; I was in a meeting and I didn't get out until three and–"
"Mom, breathe. Relax, I'm fine," Miles said, sighing. "I'm not sure how long I'm going to be in here for, though."
Mom looked in my direction. "Oh, Addy, I'm sorry!" She raced around the bed to my side now, where she hugged me tightly.
"It's fine, Mom. We know what can happen in your meetings," I told her, pulling away and smiling at her.
"Thank you, Addy, Miles." Mom whipped around on her heels to sit in the chair beside me. Miles winced as he slowly sat up, but he just grinned and waved us away when we tried to help him.
"Well, I told you that snowboarding was going to be the death of you, Milton," Blaise's voice said smugly as she walked into the room, her hips swinging like a model's. Her bleached hair was swinging as she grinned at him.
Miles glared at Blaise. "Thanks, but I'm fine, Barbie."
Blaise was ready to cuss at him, but Mom cut her off. "Blaise, Miles, don't fight. Not here." Mom's eyes were wide and had dark shadows under them, like she hadn't gotten any sleep in a month.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Jay, I'll kick her for Miles," A new voice said, though it sounded muffled.
Cale hobbled in, her body weight supported by two crutches. In her mouth, was her giant bag that she used to carry things around in. She grinned at me, and then, when she hobbled past Blaise, she used one crutch to smack her with. She then went on going, dropping the bag on the foot of Miles's bed, and she came to stand by me. I got up and quickly embraced her in a hug.
"Ah, I'm being attacked! Help much!" Cale laughed, leaning into me, because she couldn't hug me back. She then pulled back and grinned her wild grin at me again. "Hey, say, where's your snowboard? I haven't seen yours or Miles's in a awhile."
I glared at Cale, as if she was the stupidest person alive, until the light bulb quickly went off in my head. My snowboard, which was my prized belonging, was still at Steven's Past, lost in the flurry of Miles' crash.
"Oh, crap! No, damn, no!" I shook my head wildly, tears welling in my eyes. "I left it!"
Cale looked at me and cocked her head.
"I'll help you get it back, Addy," Mom said.
Miles said, "Aw, damn. You forgot it because of me?"
Blaise snorted and then laughed, not saying anything. The smug look on her face said it all for me. My heart twisted, and I suddenly felt strangely scared; someone could have stolen it or taken it or–
Cale suddenly grabbed my shoulder with one hand and swung me around to stare into her bright blue eyes. Her blond hair fell in lazy waves from her skull to her shoulders. "Addy, we'll get it back. C'mon; they should still be open. It's only four."
I looked at my mom, knowing that Cale could drive. Mom smiled at me and nodded well Blaise snorted again.
"See you Miles! Be back in a bit!" I called as I helped Cale hobble out of the room. I barely heard him reply.
We were walking down the white tiled hallways as fast as Cale could move, but then suddenly, in a blur of russet and black, someone pushed by Cale, knocking her into me. I was off balance, and we both went crashing onto the ground, Cale yelping well I gasped.
"Oh, sorry! Hey, you wouldn't happen to know where Addy Jay is? I'm looking for her. I have her snowboard," A voice whooshed out, like it had been holding everything in.
I managed to look up and over Cale to see a thin russet colored face framed by raven black hair. His face was faint in my memories, but it was a handsome face, and I knew I knew it from somewhere. And why would he know my name and supposedly have my snowboard?
"Hey! That was rude, you jerk!" Cale yelled as I helped her up by pushing her off of me. She was balancing on one leg well I quickly got up and grabbed her crutches for her.
Then, I took a really good look at the male standing before me. In his arms, clutched to his chest, was my snowboard, bindings and all. His eyes locked with mine, and they were smothering me. I wanted to melt right there and then, but I grinned at him, and reached out for it. "I'm Addy," I told him truthfully.
Cale grumbled something, and I kicked her good shin for it. It had something to do with stalkers and hotness.
He grinned as he gave it to me. "Yeah, I thought so. Remember me? I'm Embry."
It clicked, as my mind slowly remembered Quil and his other Quileute friends. Curiousity itched at my lips, and my mind wondered how he would have found me so quickly. "Right!" I laughed. "I should have remembered. Say, how'd you find me?"
He looked as if he had been caught saying something. "Oh! Uh, I figured this was the closest place to Steven's Past." He shrugged it off.
Cale finally said something. "What she really wants to know is why you followed her." Cale's face was lazy.
"Cale!" I whispered angrily.
Embry looked at her and raised one eyebrow, smiling. "I didn't follow anybody."
"Right," Cale snorted, turning away.
Silence screamed at us.
"Um, well, I'd better go. See you around, uh . . . Embry!" I said awkwardly.
"'Bye," Embry murmured slowly before he turned and started to head his way back the way he had come. Once he was a few feet away, I started to talk to Cale.
"That was rude and uncalled for!" I hissed at Cale.
"Addy, some guy just doesn't randomly guess your in a city. He followed you here. Either that, or he's a freaking good guesser." Cale's face was still care free, but her voice seemed on edge. "Besides, we could have gone to Seattle or somewhere else."
"But he's right," I insisted. "This town is closer."
Cale shrugged. "A misunderstanding then." She seemed at ease again.
"You are so weird," I mumbled to her, clutching my snowboard close to me. It felt at home by me, but Cale's sudden outburst was normal; she always either assumed someone had been following her, or she was being stalked. That and she was protective of me ever since some guy in grade three insulted me and she kicked him in a very private spot. She was like another Miles.
She was my very best friend. No one could ever replace her.
"I'm so insane I don't even know what that means," Cale agreed as we linked arms–and one crutch–and started to walk back to Miles's room.
Hey!!
I haven't updated this in a little while, but not as much as my other stories. I am determinded to keep this story up because everyone seems to love it so much. . . .
My word document is screwed up. I'm hoping I can fix it.
Better go--trying to update as much as I can.
Thanks for reading!!!
~Sun
