A/N: Yeah! Guys, it's August (here in Manila) and I need those 6 LAST reviews. Please be kind and give em to me!

Plus, hello strategically planned chapter of 5k words which SHOULD be worth those 6 reviews. I'm begging you. I start in my school August 2 for freshman orientation. It's 2 AM because I just came back from a kickass Selena Gomez concert like HOT DAYUUMMMM and my feet hurt but whatevs (if you wanna see my snaps of the night check me out bellalalavv) I WANTED TO GET THIS OUT.

Completely unrelated side note-does anybody like Jordan Fisher because I totally dig him rn, I mean, you know, since Booboo Stewart has a girlfriend... I watched Liv and Maddie bc of him and I can honestly say without bias that it's the funniest show on Disney since the Hannah Montana/Suite Life/Wizards era. I SHIP JILLOW BC THEYRE THE BEST CHARACTERS ON THE SHOW.

Related sidenote: I desperately need reviews to keep me writing this story. I just have so many ideas that I started writing other fics (Avatar:TLA, Harry Potter, Criminal Minds, Descendants (bc Booboo duhh), etc.) and am finding increasingly difficult to get back to this one! I have plans yo I'm on frickin chapter 40. HELP.

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Chapter 14

Not Quite Yet

A warm, bright light hit my face. It covered my whole body, making me kick the sheets off. I took a breath of air and stretched. It was hard to look straight at the light, so I sat up and fluttered my eyes open.

I scanned where I was.

"Yup, same old room." I said to myself, and walked into my bathroom to shower.

I realized that some of my muscles were aching, so once I was done I applied some medical spray and went out to change. I dressed myself into a black v-neck and a green plaid flannel shirt, distressed jeans, and black Chucks. Satisfied with my look, I walked downstairs after I combed my hair.

"You're up early." Carlisle commented, looking up at me from his newspaper when I walked into the living room.

I leaned against the wall and yawned. "I fell asleep early." I reasoned, stretching my arms.

"That's true." He nodded, smiling.

I walked up to him and sat beside him to read the news. "Where is everybody?" I asked, looking around the empty house.

"Your mother is currently cleaning out the attic for our new addition." He let out a little chuckle.

I widened my eyes. "Oh yeah! Bree." I remembered.

"She's upstairs with her."

"How did her first hunt go?" I asked.

"According to Emmet, she adjusted pretty well. Managed to catch a mountain lion. Can you believe that?" He looked at me, smiling. "As for the rest, Edward's with Bella-"

"As usual." I commented.

"-Alice and Jasper are at the mall-"

"As usual."

"-and Rosalie and Emmett decided to take a 'well-deserved' vacation." He finished.

I raised an eyebrow. "Huh. So everyone's pretty much back to normal, yeah?"

He looked at me amusedly, then returned to his paper. "And what about you, Callie? Back to normal with you now that you've been imprinted on?"

"Well, don't say it like that! Your making it sound like he peed on me or something." I laughed, giving him a slight shrug.

Carlisle gave a chuckle and straightened his paper. He then quirked an eyebrow at me.

I shrugged and frowned. "I don't really know how this thing works so I'm leaving it all to Seth."

"Following his lead? Sounds very unlike you." He joked, laughing.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Dad."

"He's changing you, sweetheart. And it's not very bad." He said, extending his arm behind me. I rolled my eyes and leaned into him, and we read the paper together.

"We finally finished." My mother announced as she descended the stairs with Bree.

"That's great!" Carlisle replied, closing the newspaper. "I'll get the boxes."

I locked eyes with Bree and smiled. "Hey, Bree."

She smiled back at me nervously, and I stood and walked up to them.

"Thank you again so much for saving me." She said with visible gratitude. She was much prettier now that she'd washed up and gone hunting, but her eyes still held the fierce red glow of a cannibalistic vampire.

I shook my head dismissively. "It's absolutely fine. And hey, now I'm not the baby." I joked.

Esme looked at me motherly. "You're still my baby."

I smiled, and turned back to Bree. "So, do you have a crest?"

Bree happily showed me her wrist, where a black leather cuff similar to the boys' yet smaller, was clasped.

"Nice, a cuff." I commented while nodding my head.

"What's yours?" She asked curiously.

I pulled my scapular necklace out from under my shirt. "It's a locket." I said, showing her the heavy metal object attached to my scapular.

"It's beautiful." She commented, smiling up at me. "What are they for, though?"

I shrugged casually. "Just to show you're one of us. They also symbolize a few things." I said, and pointed to each part in demonstration. "The lion here represents strength and ferocity. The hand is for faith, sincerity, and most importantly, loyalty. These three clover-thingies-"

"The trefoil." Esme supplemented as she walked past us with a heavy box in her arms.

"Trefoil, then, represents everlastingness."

"Interesting." She nodded in fascination, and examined her own crest.

I smiled at her. "I heard your first hunt went very well. You caught a lion?" I asked, walking to the kitchen to make myself breakfast.

She laughed, following me. "Yeah. It was fun. I especially liked that no humans got hurt."

I nodded, surprised, and placed a bowl and spoon on the counter. "You have amazing self-control, Bree." I commended, pulling the milk and my granola cereal from their respective places.

She smiled proudly. "Thank you."

I sat down at the counter, and Bree followed suit.

I sent her a questioning glance, taking a spoonful of my granola. "Is there something you wanted to tell me?" I asked, resting my elbow on the table and placing my head on my hand.

"No. I just… owe you my life is all. I'm very grateful."

"Bree, just relax. No need for that stuff, alright? We're family now. Feel free to do as you please." I dismissed. "I'm not some dictator. I'm hardly looked up to in this house, but I'm guessing that's mostly because of my height."

She chuckled a lovely tune. "But how can I repay you?" She asked.

"By living this life well." I said with a happy grin.

Her smile grew.

Just then, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out of my pocket and read my text.

Text from Sage: I know it's a bit early, but are you up? I was thinking we could have breakfast together with the girls today at the mall. The guys will follow later for lunch. G?

I looked at the newborn sitting before me. "Bree, how long has it been since you turned?"

"Around six months, I think." She replied.

"Ever worn contacts before?" I asked, cocking a mischievous brow.

"Callie, what are you planning?" Carlisle asked suspiciously, walking past us with a heavy box in his arms.

"Taking Bree to meet my friends." I said happily. "Think you're up for it?" I asked her.

She looked to Carlisle, and I did the same.

"Callie, she just got into our diet." He reasoned. "And, we don't have a cover story for her yet."

I thought. "We could say she's Alice's sister. You know, like Rose and Jasper. I mean, they do look kinda alike-"

"We're not doing that." He cut me off.

I thought some more. "Okay, what about we say we just adopted her? I mean, that's what we really did, anyway. Say she was starving and on the brink of death when we took her in, which really isn't a lie at all if you think about it-"

Carlisle narrowed his eyes at me, mostly in confusion.

"-or don't think about it." I scooped up some cereal.

Carlisle gave me a look.

"It'll work!" I defended, nodding vigorously. "We took her in last week Sunday." I made up.

Carlisle stared both of us down. "Think you can take it, Bree?"

Bree shifted glances between Carlisle and me.

"Maybe next time. I don't want to accidentally hurt someone." She said.

I sighed. "Yeah, you're right. Okay, next time it is."

I texted Sage back.

Text: Hey! Actually having breakfast just now. Maybe I can catch up with you guys later for lunch? I'm craving Indian.

Sage replied not long after, while I sped up to my room to grab my bag with my necessities and set it on the counter.

Text from Sage: You're always craving Indian. But, sure. We haven't seen you in a while, love! See you later at Bombay. Say, 12:30?

Text: 12:30 it is!

I locked my phone and put it in my back pocket.

"Looks like you're going to need a ride to the mall." Esme said suggestively.

"Yeah, can I hitch a ride with you when you go to the hospital?" I asked Carlisle, placing my rinsed bowl and spoon in the dishwasher.

"I'm not going to the hospital." Carlisle said, every bit as suggestively as Esme.

I gave them a questioning look and leaned back against the counter, supported by my forearms.

"Okay... then I'll just take a cab." I said.

"Oh, don't be silly. Do you know how unsafe that is?" Esme said.

"Then I'll run…? What's going on here?" I asked.

Bree looked around, as clueless as I was.

Carlisle and Esme grinned at each other, confirming my suspicions.

"Ok, what is it?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"I think we should just tell her, love." Esme said to Carlisle.

"She must be exhausted from yesterday. She's too tired to just read our minds." Carlisle said humorously.

I tried, and failed. "Yeahp. Exhausted. So what's up?"

They shared a look before Esme spoke up. "We wanted to reveal it with everyone else but after the battle, we just went our own ways I guess. We have a… rather late surprise waiting for you in the garage. It just arrived a few days ago, but with the battle it seemed inappropriate-"

"Holy fruitcakes did you get me a Vespa?! You know I always wanted one of those." I started babbling as I grabbed my bag, and we all walked to the garage.

"Are you kidding? No, of course not. You don't have a motorcycling license anyway." Carlisle said, opening the garage door.

"Well, yeah, but it's not like my driver's license is still valid." I said.

They shared a look again, and smiled at me.

"Holy crap! Are you serious?!" I exclaimed.

Carlisle sped to the garage countertop and then handed me a leather cardholder. I slowly opened it and read the new license.

"Jasper's friend had this made for you." Esme explained.

"Oh, my God! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I said, giving them a hug.

"Can I see?" Bree asked, and I handed it to her.

"And, well, of course you'll need a car in order to use that license, right?" Esme asked suggestively again.

Nothing could wipe the smile on my face. "Holy crap what's under that sheet?!" I asked, pointing to the black dust sheet on what looked like a car at the far end of the garage.

"Why don't you take it off and find out?" Carlisle said.

I nodded excitedly with my eyes shut in anticipation. I walked up to the car and took hold of the dust sheet. I took a deep breath.

"Well, go on." Esme smiled, then turned to Bree. "She's been waiting for this for a while."

"Why doesn't she have a car?" Bree asked.

"Because we always thought she wasn't ready for one yet." Carlisle chuckled.

I looked at them. "I crashed one time, and you never get back behind the wheel again for sixty years."

Bree looked at me confusedly.

"Physically, I'm seventeen, but really I'm eighty-five." I explained, turning back to the sheet.

I closed my eyes and pulled it off swiftly. I slowly opened one eye, then opened both and gasped.

Shit. This… this was…

"Belated happy birthday! Do you like it?" Esme asked unsurely.

My jaw hung as I walked by it, running the fingers of my right hand along the frame. I squatted to inspect the lettering by the driver's door.

'CAMARO' it read, in upper-case letters.

I continued my way up to the front, admiring the glossy black paint with matte black highlights on the hood.

"Like it? Mom, dad, I love it. This is my dream car!" I said, shedding a tear. "Oh, my God, thank you both so much!" I sped up to them and gave them a huge hug.

I let go and looked at the rear.

"Emmett and Rosalie already did a full inspection to make sure nothing would go wrong. You know, just a basic overview of all the parts." Carlisle said, walking over to the wall with all the tools and keys. He took one of the black keychains and tossed it to me.

I caught it with ease and admired it in the palm of my hand.

"Why don't you take it for a spin?" He said.

I started jumping in excitement and hopped to the driver's door.

"Just… just be careful, love." Esme cautioned.

I looked at her and winked. "Of course, ma." I said, and got in. I dumped my bag on the passenger seat and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and the smell of new car filled my lungs. I looked at all the options I had on the dashboard for music, calls, everything. God, this was beautiful.

I tucked my driver's license in a dashboard compartment and got the feel of the wheel.

Carlisle knocked on my window and I rolled it down.

"Where do you plan on going?" He asked.

"I think I'll go over and visit Seth. I wanna show him." I said excitedly. "Then I'll head for the mall."

He nodded. "Your license and registration should always be here, got it?" He said, referring to the dashboard and glove compartment.

I checked it and nodded excitedly.

"For sure you'll be pulled over, so just be cool." He chuckled.

"Relax, dad, this isn't my first car." I laughed.

"Okay, be safe. Love you." He smiled and kissed my forehead, then retracted his head. "Oh and by the way, Alice bought some new clothes for the Quileutes as a token of appreciation. Could you drop them off?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, of course. Just put them in the trunk."

I rolled the window back up and took my sunglasses from my bag, putting it on. I felt the trunk shut after Esme loaded the clothes, and I smiled to myself. I plugged the key in and turned it to ignition, and pressed the button to pull the roof back.

"I own a frickin' convertible!" I exclaimed, as I pulled out from the open garage and whooped, pumping my fist.

I drove at a moderate speed down the road and rode my way to Quileute land. It was a beautiful, quiet ride as the sun continued to rise. As I crossed the border, I immediately noticed huge, brown blurs shadowing me from the trees. I smiled to myself, and continued on my merry way to Sam and Emily's.

When I finally got there, I parked on the driveway, retracted the roof, and removed the key, placing it into my back jeans pocket.

The wolves looked at me from the high patches of land. I got out of the car and waved at them, smiling. They immediately retreated and came out after a moment back as gargantuan half-dressed boys.

"Hey, Callie!" Paul greeted.

"Hey, Paul." I replied, and greeted the others as well.

"Sweet ride! Is this yours?" Quil asked.

I nodded excitedly. "Yeah. Just got it today and I wanted to show Seth."

"What, so you could make out in it?" Embry teased.

I shot him a look, then laughed. "No, not at all." I said.

Emily then emerged from the house with a big smile on her face. "Callie!" She greeted with open arms.

I hugged her. "Hi, Emily, great to see you again!"

She pulled away, and placed her hands on my arms. "What brings you here? Seth's still asleep in his house I'm afraid."

I looked at the boys who rushed in the house. "So are Brady, Collin, and Leah." I pointed out.

"Well, Collin and Brady are a different story. Leah only comes with Seth, usually." She said sadly.

I nodded in understanding. "Well, I came because I brought some clothes for you guys. My sister Alice got them as a token of appreciation. I have boxes in the trunk." I said, walking to the rear.

Emily nodded, smiling widely. "Oh, that's great. I'll help you."

I popped the trunk and found three huge boxes practically overflowing with clothes. I looked to Emily. "Sure you can handle that?" I asked unsurely.

Emily laughed, shaking her head. "Yeah, I don't think so. Sam!" She called.

Sam immediately came out of the house, followed by the rest of the pack.

I raised an eyebrow, and smiled in amusement. Alpha.

"Yes, honey?" He asked, coming up to Emily.

"Help Callie bring these into the house. They're for the pack." Emily smiled as I took one.

Sam looked to the boys while he took one box.

Jared came forward and took the other box, Quil took the clothes that spilled into the trunk, and Embry tried to take the box from my hands.

"Embry, really, I can take this one." I said, shaking my head.

"He won't stop. Just give it to him." Emily giggled.

I surrendered the box and he walked into the house with everyone else. Then, Paul shut the trunk and followed inside as well. I sighed and rolled my eyes, yet smiled all the same.

I followed everyone into the house and saw them gathered at the living room, going through all the clothes dumped into a pile.

"Everyone say thanks to Callie." Sam said, but I waved it off.

The Quileutes said variations of thanks as they continued to test the clothes.

"It's no problem at all." I smiled, taking a seat. "Glad you guys like them. Accepted them."

"Callie, you just made my life so much easier. Do you know how hard it is to find clothes for these giants on a budget?" She joked.

I chuckled. "If you ever need help with that, just let me know. I'd be more than happy to." I smiled. "We're really grateful."

"Who gets what?" Paul asked, holding up a flannel shirt against his torso.

I shrugged and looked to Sam. "I know the jeans and shorts are one each for each."

He looked at me, then back to the pack. "Just take whatever shirts fit."

I stood to collect the women's clothes from the pile. I handed them to Emily and looked at her unsurely. "These are for you and Leah."

She took them and gave me a half-smile. "Thanks. I'll give them to her later."

I nodded, sitting back down.

"Shit, dude-" Paul started.

"Language, dude." Jared started, flicking Paul's ear and pointing to me.

I chuckled. "It's fine."

"These are expensive. Callie, are you sure?" Paul asked, examining the Armani tag on one article of clothing.

I nodded vigorously. "Yeah. Totally."

"How do you know our sizes?" Embry asked, going through the clothes.

"Oh, Alice took up fashion design like, three times, and architecture once. She can easily tell measurements just by looking." I chuckled.

They looked at me weirdly.

"Yeah, okay, we've been around for a while." I shrugged, looking somewhere else.

"Were you there during the treaty?" Quil asked curiously, standing up with his clothes in hand.

I looked at him. "Well, I wasn't there there, but yeah, I was alive. I heard of Jacob's grandfather, Eph-something?"

"Ephraim Black." Sam said seriously.

I nodded. "Yeah, he's the one. Good man." I smiled.

Sam nodded, as well as the rest.

"You wanna wait here for Seth? I'll be preparing lunch soon. You can have something while you wait, too." Emily asked, heading to the kitchen.

"Oh, that's fine, Emily." I said, standing to follow her. "I actually just ate, too. But I'll be more than happy to help you out." I offered.

"Alright then. While I fix the stuff we need you can set the table. Placemats, forks, knives, spoons — everything's in that cabinet there by the table." She smiled at me.

I nodded and walked over and took what I needed. I managed to set everything in five minutes.

I walked back to the kitchen where Emily started the fire on the stove.

I held my hands up. "Oh, sorry, Emily. I can't help with that." I said.

"Why, what's wrong?" She asked, confused.

"I am not allowed to go near fire. We easily combust." I took a few steps back. "We use an induction cooker at home."

"Oh, well it's fine really." She smiled, waving me off. "Are you eating here, though?"

I shook my head. "No, it's fine. I have a lunch date." I said. "Not that kind of date." I added, when she eyed me suspiciously.

"Okay then. You can go with the boys in the TV room. Call Sam for me, would you?"

I saluted her and walked to the TV room, where the boys were fighting over what to watch.

"Sam, Emily's calling for you." I said, and he rose and walked out of the room.

Jared stood in front of the TV. "Stop guys, enough." He said, snatching the remote from Quil and Embry. They growled menacingly at each other, making me chuckle.

"Guys." Paul said as sternly, and they turned away from each other.

I raised my eyebrows. "Huh."

"Callie, sit over here. Why don't we have a little chat." Paul offered, patting the seat next to him previously occupied by Sam.

"Okay…?" I walked over and sat, crossing my legs. "Oh yeah, how's Jacob?"

"Recovering." Jared said, sitting down as well. "Doc says he'll be up by late afternoon."

"That fast, huh?" I asked. "That's great."

"Yup." Jared nodded.

"Yeah, so what's up?" I asked Paul.

"Let's talk about Seth." He said.

I was taken aback, but kind of expected it at the same time. "Okay, what about him?"

"Clearly he's hung up on you. I mean you are his imprint." He pointed out.

I nodded slowly. "Yeah, and?"

"It was so easy for you to just go with it. You know, despite our history. So what's up with that?" Jared said.

"I dunno. I never really saw you guys as enemies, I guess." I shrugged.

"Are you saying we don't look like threats?" He asked, a tad bit offensively.

"No, not at all!" I defended. "It's just, you guys never gave me any reasons to dislike you in any way, so I don't."

He visibly relaxed, and I played with the end of my shirt.

"But it was still really easy for you to accept that you were imprinted on. It wasn't like that for others." Embry pointed out.

I looked down. "Total honesty?"

They nodded.

I sighed, and crossed my arms. "Long story short, I was desperate... as sad and cheesy as that sounds. Decades of living in a family who had their own mates could make you feel really lonely sometimes." I chuckled to myself.

"Well, at least you're immortal like them." Quil said.

I sighed. "That's the thing. I don't even know if I am immortal."

They looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What do you mean by that?" Embry asked, inching closer.

"I'm a hybrid. Half-human, half-vampire, unique by my own nature. My family knows nobody else of my kind, so-"

"You don't know if you'll live or die." He completed, surprise on his face.

I nodded slowly. "Right. Humans can only live up to a hundred twenty years. I know I reached my full development by the time I was fourteen years old."

"What?" Paul asked in shock.

"Yeah, crazy right?" I chuckled. "So it was either die with a mate or die alone. I really don't know how much longer I have." I said.

Jared looked at me. "Well, at least you have Seth."

I gave him a half-smile. "Yeah, I'm grateful." I thought a little more. "Now I have a question."

"Go ahead." Paul encouraged.

"Why didn't you guys attack me at the border? Like, the first night I came over. Is there an exception because I'm not a full vampire or something?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, regardless of that, you're game." He said jokingly, then returned to seriousness when I shot him a quizzical look. "It's because you're Seth's imprint."

My eyebrow arched higher.

"We have this golden rule that we can't hurt a pack member's imprint. If ever that happens-" Jared started.

"Fights will break out because the wolf will feel incomplete and feel incredible pain." Quil finished.

"Take Sam and Emily, for example." Embry supplemented. "He wanted to kill himself for causing the…" He said, then took three fingers and dragged it down his face in demonstration.

I widened my eyes. "Seriously? What happened?"

Jared shot Embry a look. "It's not our story to say." He said. "Just don't say anything to piss Seth off."

I nodded slowly.

"You can't piss him off with anything, anyway." Embry joked. "The kid's always happy."

"Speaking of, I hear his thoughts right now." Paul smiled. "He's coming over."

I smiled and stood. "If you'd excuse me..." I said as I walked out to the front porch.

The boys followed, having nothing else to do. I listened closely for any sign of him, walking to the clearing before the house. I looked to my right just as I was attacked by a large brown ball of fur.

We rolled around for a bit before coming to a halt. I started laughing, bursting into a fit of giggles as Seth happily used his snout to tickle my sides.

"Seth, stop! Oh, my God! Stop! I told you not to!" I shouted in-between laughing.

He stopped after a while and sat next to me as I sat up.

"Great, you messed my hair." I said, looking at him.

Sorry. He thought.

He leaned in and rubbed the top of his head against my cheek in consolation.

I laughed at the ticklish sensation. "You're lucky the ground isn't muddy, otherwise I would've killed you." I joked, standing up.

He panted with his tongue sticking out, and he nodded at the boys in greeting. He then retreated to the tree line and came out fully dressed moments after.

I gave him a surprised look. "Nice to see you fully dressed for once." I commented, noting his t-shirt and jeans, then his bare feet. "Well, sort of."

"Nice to see you, period." He said, coming closer.

I saw Jared roll his eyes in my peripheral vision, and I blushed. The boys went back into the house, clearly not wanting to see this.

"Come here, look." I said, pulling him by the hand to my brand new car.

"Woah! I didn't notice! This is yours?" He asked.

"Yeah. Carlisle and Esme gave it to me as a late birthday gift." I said.

"That's amazing." He smiled, looking at the car. "And speaking of late birthday gifts." He said happily, fishing around his pocket.

I shook my head. "You didn't have to get me anything, Seth."

"Are you kidding? I wanted to." He smiled, and took out a small wooden wolf on a tiny lobster-claw lock. "I hope you don't mind me adding to your collection." He said, taking my right wrist where my charm bracelet was.

I grinned a grin that hurt my cheeks. "This is amazing." I admired when he clipped it on.

"You think so? I made it myself." He smiled coyly. "Jacob taught me."

"Of course I think so! Thank you so much." I assured, pulling him into a hug. "When did you make this?"

"Last night, while you were in there with Jacob. And when you left. That's why I slept in." He chuckled.

"You are so sweet." I smiled. I took in his scent. "And you smell much nicer than you usually do." I stated questioningly.

"I took a really good bath last night." He laughed, visibly embarrassed.

I laughed along, then looked to the car. "Wanna come with me to the mall? I'm meeting up with some friends for lunch, if you like Indian food."

He looked at me surprisedly. "You like Indian food? Don't girls usually eat sushi or those kind of stuff?"

"Are you kidding me? Indian's my favorite." I smiled.

"As much as I'd love to spend the day with you, I can't." Seth sighed. "I'm on patrol."

"But the battle's over!" I reasoned.

"Well, now that it's summer vacation, Sam wants us on patrol since we could only do weekends before."

"Bummer summer, dude." I said.

He smiled. "Eh, it's fine. I'll get to see you." He said, tucking some hair behind my ear. "I will get to see you, right?"

I chuckled. "Yes, yes of course. But I have to get going. It's almost twelve-thirty." I said, letting go of his hands and walking to the driver's seat.

He followed me, and when I got in I rolled the windows down. He leaned in on his crossed arms and looked in the interior.

"Sweet." He commented.

"I'll take you for a spin sometime." I smiled, putting my sunglasses on. "Wanna know the best part?"

He raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"

I hit the button to pull the roof back.

He smiled. "Wow, a convertible!"

I nodded. "I know right! So if you have that doggy tendency to stick your head out of the window, you can easily do so!" I joked as if trying to sell it to him.

"That's amazing. I'll see you." He said, standing and walking a few steps back.

"Bye!" I smiled and made a U-turn, speeding off Quileute grounds. I saw him watch me from my rearview mirror until I turned the corner.

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