|Chapter 2|
"Hey, I know that we haven't talked in a while, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm moving back to La Push. I'm actually at the airport right now, just waiting for my flight. Just uh, if you actually listen to this voicemail, maybe sometime after I get back home, we can get lunch or go to the beach or something. Like old times. I guess I'll see you soon. Bye." Turning off my phone, I settled back into my seat as I waited for my flight to be called.
I have been living with my aunt and uncle in Illinois, but after four longs years, I'm finally going home to La Push, Washington. I'm on my last year of high school and I've finally persuaded my parents to let me come back and finish my senior year there.
No matter how much I missed La Push, I missed my best friend even more. Though, to be honest, I'm not sure if we are best friends anymore. It's been a year since I talked to her. It's almost as though she dropped off the face of the earth. I still try to call and text her, but I don't get any answers back.
I sighed and got up as my flight was called. Even though Illinois was my home for the past four years, it will never beat La Push.
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Oh how I missed the smell of the ocean and the view of the forest. I sat on one of the washed up logs that was laying around First Beach as I soaked up the familiarity of my favorite spot. The combination between the salty breeze and the warm rays of the rare sun, put a smile on my face.
After an hour or two, I finally decided to go home. As I was getting up, I saw a group of boys running around as they kicked around a soccer ball. I swear one of them was Seth, but that couldn't have been him. Right? It has been four years, though. And four years can change a lot of people.
Brushing it off, I started home. I might swing by Mrs. Clearwater's place tomorrow to see Leah. The last time I talked to her was when Mr. Clearwater died. That was the last time that I talked to either her or Seth. I occasionally talked to Mrs. Clearwater, but I still never heard much about Leah. It was almost as though she told her mom not to talk about her. I honestly don't know. That's probably one of the things I'll try talking to her about tomorrow.