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Chapter 8: Sleepover?


By the time Embry's borrowed car came to a stop Kayla was ready to jump out. The whole ride from Seattle to La Push was filled with awkward silences and even more awkward conversations. As much as she was growing to enjoy Embry's company the whole ride was somewhat unbearable. She was too consumed by her thoughts to even give him proper answers, and the poor kid couldn't even form a coherent sentence.

Kayla stepped from the car into the misty air of La Push, her eyes landing on the strange house they were parked in front of. She thought he'd bring her to Quil's since it had grown quite late on their journey, and she was sure he wanted sleep. She wanted sleep; she had to come up with something to tell her parents when they no doubt called her.

"Um," she looked from the house to Embry and then back to the strange house.

"Uh, yeah," he rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't know if Quil was still going to be awake when got back, and I didn't want to bother them."

Kayla nodded and looked down the road knowing it was where her Aunt's how was. It was close to midnight, she knew that, but she was sure someone was awake. But even as she thought of how sure she was doubt crept into her mind. It was Quil's birthday in the morning, and he no doubt rushed to bed in order to be awake for the party.

"I can just be quiet when I go over," she said, "I don't want to bother your family."

"It's just me and my mom, she won't mind," but even as he spoke she could sense his own uncertainty. He didn't know if his mom would mind, "so sleepover?"

She actually thought about saying yes. As he looked at her she really thought about saying yes. But she had already left home with him, and staying at his home without expressed permission from his mother felt like a step she wasn't ready to take.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she smiled and turned toward her Aunt's home.

"Bye," she barely heard him whisper his farewell before walking away.

The walk was short and Kayla used it to shake off the residual awkward energy that lingered. Her mind consumed with little thoughts of Embry and how sad he looked back at her house. She thought of how she agreed to come knowing what her parents would be saying. But she did it for Quil, or at least that was what she was going to keep telling herself.

She knew from her brief stay at her Aunt's that they never locked their door, apparently it was something most people on the reservation did. It baffled Kayla whose family constantly had their door locked, but she didn't say anything on it. Kayla just slipped the door open quietly and made her way toward the living room, the couch would be her bed for the night.

She was just about to lay down on the couch when a sound came from behind her causing the girl to stop in her tracks. She stood stock still for a moment waiting.

"So you decided to come after all," her cousin's voice came from behind her.

Kayla turned around just at the light to the living room clicked on. She smiled at her cousin and simply nodded her head. She was surprised that seeing Quil could make her feel so calm, and excited. In the week she had been back home she missed spending time with him and her Aunt. And that shocked her.

"I didn't see your car though," he walked toward her with curious eyes. "How did you get here?"

He sounded like a cop interrogating someone and suddenly Kayla felt like a guilty suspect. She had nothing to feel guilty about right? She come, what matter was it that Embry had been the one to drive her?

"Embry," she smiled, "he came over to try and convince me to come."

Quil frowned for a moment making Kayla swallow a lump in her throat but soon that smile broke into a wicked grin. Quil began to laugh but it was not a laugh that set the older girl at ease, it sounded almost evil.

"Oh did he?" He questioned her as he walked toward her, his arms crossed. "So Embry, the boy without a car, drove all the way to Seattle to convince you to come to my birthday?"

"Yes," she replied unsure. "Is that a problem?"
Quil only laughed again, his brown eyes sparking with mischief.

"I knew it," he exclaimed causing Kayla to shush him. "I knew he liked you."

Kayla felt her cheeks grow warm at the implication. He didn't, no he couldn't, and surely she didn't. He was just being nice.

"Don't be stupid," she argued, "he drove all that way for you not me. He wanted you to be happy."

Kayla threw herself onto the couch in a relaxed manner, her eyes narrowed at her cousin. She could not believe he had even thought such a thing. Embry was his best friend; surely he knew everything the kid did was for him.

"I'm not being stupid," and still he grinned. "Kay, how can you not see it?"

She shook her head as he came to sit beside her, "because there is nothing to see. He came because he wanted to convince me to be here for you. And here am I, for you cousin."

"You keep thinking that, and I will plan how I am going to torment my best friend in the morning."