Chapter 11: Cons
"You psychic!" I yelled pointing at Lindsay who had just entered the kitchen at work.
"Huh?" she asked with confusion.
"Never mind." I said blowing it off.
"Hey, you guys want to go to the movies tonight?" Chase asked walking in.
"Sure." Mallori and Lindsay said at the same time.
"Yeah, sounds cool." Grant said nonchalantly. They looked to me with expecting eyes.
"Can't," I sighed looking disappointed, "Dinner with the family." I grimaced for effect. Truth was: I was exhausted! It didn't really matter to me that I had lied to my new best friends.
"You suck." Mallori said with narrow eyes.
"You swallow." I said unconsciously. We laughed together while they clutched their sides.
"That's sick!" Lindsay laughed.
"D-don't blame me! Mallori set it u-up!" I chocked clutching the table for support. After catching our breath, Chase spook up.
"Hey, you think anyone was ever chocked on water?"
"It's called drowning." I pointed out, causing the others to laugh.
"Enough you guys." Sherrie, our boss, interrupted us. "Get to work." She smirked tossing the aprons at us. Oh joy.
Sprawled out on my bed, I was watching one of my favorite movies John Tucker Must Die. I had just woken up from a five hour nap which I desperately needed after the lunch rush. I looked t the time and groaned.
Time for patrolling, and I was late. Roar.
"Ma! I'm leaving!" I hollered to her standing up.
"Kay!" She yelled back. I made sure to put my dad's Purple Heart carefully away in a box. I quickly jumped of the balcony onto the ground easily off the second story. I made sure to grab a bag for clothes and stuff. I jogged deep enough into the dark forest. I quickly stripped down and put the sweats in the bag.
I morphed (with a lot of effort) and exploded into the forest. I put the bag around my neck where I could barley detect it. I got up and jogged towards La Push.
You're late. Quil sang in my head. I rolled my eyes.
I had work. I told him.
And a nap. Leah finished with a smirk.
Thanks to the training session I was exhausted! I didn't get to sleep last night. I muttered.
Join the club! Quil laughed, his nose to the ground catching every scent by him. We quieted and focused on our senses, following Quil's lead.
After a few hours of nothing I was done with my shift in the afternoon. We had specifically planned my shifts around school, which was in two weeks. I was finishing up my last lap when I came across a recognizable scent.
Ew. I thought simply, passing the Cullen's scent.
What were they doing on our land? Leah growled.
Quil threw his head back and let out a howl that could be heard by Sam. He couldn't have been less than a mile away. Within minutes, most of the pack had phased to join us.
What's going on? Sam asked, determined to figure it out. Quil gave him a quick report and they all franticly scrambled in my direction. I was bombarded when they arrived. They had the natural instinct as older brothers to protect me. It proved itself to be thoroughly annoying.
We ran the fresh trail anxiously through the dark forest towards the beach. Sam growled a bit, not liking the situation. There were at least five of them, alongside with Jake's scent hidden within the stank. A few pack members growled at my discovery.
Not my fault. I sang in their heads.
We never said it was. Someone replied angrily.
I know; I just wanted to get that point out there. I told them.
This one was short! I know! Butttt! I just wanted a cliffy. I love writing them, you hate reading them!