A/N: My apology can't be written down in words. I've kept this off for more than an acceptable amount of time. I know I should of written it sooner, but I've got so much going on right now it was simply impossible. I don't own Twilight!
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Sam's POV:
I finished lacing up my shoe. I didn't really need to wear shoes, but today was different. I was going to spend some time with my little sis. I felt that recently, I'd been ignoring her too much, especially as she had only recently come to terms with shifting. Today was going to be just some simple, Avery-Sam time, no interruptions or questions asked.
I pushed off the bed and clambered downstairs. I found her in the kitchen making coffee. Collin Littlesea was sitting at the counter fumbling an apple in his hands. He gave me a nod and a nonchalant "Hey Sam." before turning back to playing with the fruit in his hands. Avery glanced at me, but quickly turned to clutch the kettle and pour it into her mug. She must still be feeling awkward about last night. I should really apologize; I had no reason for having a go at her like that.
I exhaled a deep breath that had somehow got caught in my throat at the memory of our argument. "Look, Ave, about last night-" she cut me off. "No…don't, it was my fault, I shouldn't have stayed out so long and kept you worried. It wasn't fair of me, and I'm sorry." She said, her tone honest and the gleam in her eyes not devilish or angry, rather, apologetic. This is … new. Without waiting more me to stumble some words off of my tongue, she turned back to her coffee.
I quickly glanced over to Collin, and he just gave me a bewildered look, so I focused on my next point of business. "So Ave, I was actually wondering if you'd like to hang out today, you know just like we used to, before…" Her knowing look cut my sentence short yet again. "Well, what would we do?" she asked simply. "Um, well I was kinda thinking that we could go hang out by the beach, or go to the pier?" I stuttered slightly over my words. It felt like Avery had power over me, even though I was the eldest.
She pouted her lips and scrunched her nose up, her coffee mug clamped in her right hand in such a way that I was sure it was burning her hand. "The pier sounds like fun. We can go on all the rollercoaster's." she said, the devilish gleam returning to her eyes as she smiled evilly at me. When Avery Uley said all the rollercoaster's, she meant ALL the rollercoaster's, even the crazily scary ones. I rolled my eyes. "Sure, we'll head out in about an hour?" I asked. She nodded and then went back to sipping her bitter coffee.
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My eyes widened to saucers as I marveled at the latest rollercoaster they had constructed. It was a massive beast with at least three loop-de-loops and a gut-clenching drop at the end. "We simple have to go on it! It'll be fun, come on Sam, you promised anything!" sang Ave in my ear. She was hanging off my arm and practically jumping up and down in sheer excitement. I stood as still as a statue, willing myself to remain in control of my bladder. I gulped down my saliva, and answered her, probably foolishly. "Yeah sure, let's go line up." Worst. Decision. Ever.
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I practically crawled home, my tail hidden between my legs. Avery skipped merrily beside me, a broad grin plastered on her face. "Today was the best day EVER!" she kept twittering on about how exhilarating the rollercoaster's were. I slightly ignored her as I tried to not vomit my lunch everywhere. It took nearly all of my concentration, and so Ave's voice became just background noise to me. She didn't seem to notice, which I was grateful for. I could really do without one of our arguments right now, and knowing my sister, this was perfect provocation for one.
I somehow made it home and when I finally got inside, I barely made it to the couch before my jelly legs collapsed under me. Ave moved my legs before plunking down on the couch beside me and turning on the tv. The noise and light it created became only a mere annoyance to my spinning head. "Could you turn that down Ave? I have a killer headache." She sighed grumpily, but the noise lessened a bit. I closed my eyes; letting me lose myself, and any sense of place or time in the void of sleep.
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A/N: Just needed to tone the story down after all the recent drama. I thought it'd be fun to see Sam and Avery's relationship as it used to be and from Sam's POV as suggested by one of my faithful readers. Sorry if this is boring and incredibly short, I'm really low on idea's… so here's the question I want you to answer. When and who do we want to find out about Avery's little secret, of which they are going to act drastically to and shuffle things up? Candidates stand as Leah, Jacob, Sam, or Jared. Choose one and why please! (leave answers in reviews) I promise the next (much longer) update will be next weekend.
