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Authors Note: Alright well second and last upload for today. I know that everyone has been looking forward to Claire meeting Quill and everything, but I had to make a decision about the lessons and how they would work, and since I knew nothing about driving in America then I had to write the lessons the way that I did. If you don't like it I'm sorry this is just what felt right to me and it dosen't mean that there won't be interaction there will be so read on and I hope that you like it!

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Chapter Twenty-one

C.P.O.V

My driving lessons had begun straight away, as I had expected it took m quite sometime for me to manage to get out of bed, and my levels of coherency were non-existent until we were passing through Forks. This pattern continued or the next two weeks, each morning I would get up and Jane would bring me to La Push for my driving lesson. Sam would take me out for about an hour after I had breakfast with him and Emily. They had been delighted at my coming to see them more often and would let me spend the day there, much longer than Jane intended. Jane had initially expected me to get the bus to Port Angeles and from there to our house, as a bus ran past it regularly, instead I would spend the majority of my day there before Sam would bring me home in the evening before Jane would get home.

I loved La Push, each day I got to know my family that little bit better, and at this stage I felt more at home there than I ever had in my own house. Hannah and the twins and I all acted as though we had been friends all our lives, they had welcomed me with open arms and had introduced me to all their hobbies including cliff diving, something which at this stage I choose to watch as opposed to participate in.

One of the highlights of my day was whenever I saw Quill, which was most days. My strange crush on Quill had intensified over the last few weeks, Sam on our driving lessons would often stop by the garage to talk with the guys that worked there. I had noticed that they all looked like brothers, and that's how they treated one another, I enjoyed going there and knew them all by name now at least. Sam would go talk to them and I would be towed along in his wake, at first I had been awkward unable to speak around Quill, I never was a huge talker but I seemed to become cripplingly shy around him. It was difficult to be near him, each time I saw him my breathing became erratic, my heart would beat so fast and loudly in my chest that I was sure that the others could hear it, I sometimes thought I noticed them glance at me knowingly. That's all I needed for them all to realise that I had a crush on Quill, it was fairly obvious as it was already. I had found myself able to speak with the mechanics such as Jacob quite easily, but when Quill spoke to me I would merely mumble incoherently to him. But he would smile patiently at me and speak anyway, talking about different things, asking me about London and how it was in comparison to La Push I thought that he seemed to know quite a lot about London considering he had never been there before and wondered if it was somewhere that he had wanted to visit.

These conversations were somewhat one sided but in recent days I had found myself capable of contributing something more in each conversation. I began to realise how much both Quill and I had in common, he liked the same films, TV programmes and he had read the same books as me, he had recommended some new ones to me that I hadn't heard of before to, which I planned on reading immediately, but what I loved most of all was that he had the exact same taste in music as me. Just the day before he had handed me his mp3 player allowing me to see what songs he had stored on it, every band on it I knew and had laughed upon seeing this. Quill had looked at me confusedly and I thought a little hurt, I had quickly answered by taking my headphones which hung from their usual spot from around my neck, and my mp3 player from my pocket to let him see my own music library. Upon seeing it Quill had grinned in understanding, he thought it was funny that I had all the same songs as him too.

Sam would often watch me talking with Quill, he tried to be stealthy about it by only glancing over now and again, but I got the distinct impression that he understood exactly how I was beginning to feel about Quill. My crush was quickly turning into something much more powerful than I had previously imagined or expected it to be, I knew logically that it didn't make sense for me to feel this way after such a short time and with no encouragement on his part. Quill was always nice to me, he was polite and spoke to me but it was in a brotherly friendly kind of way, nothing to suggest that he was even remotely interested in me. Each time I thought of this I almost laughed, as if Quill the godly Quill, would be interested in me, he may have had a lot in common with me but that was it. I was nothing in comparison to him, I was much younger and I was plain. Quill could have anyone he wanted, there was no way that he would want me, why would he?

Jane was becoming more human like as time went by too. I was beginning to notice that she would speak with Emily more and more every day, sometimes phoning her in the evenings to ask how my lessons were going. Apparently my reports were not good enough for her but I didn't mind, if it meant that they would get over whatever rift that was between them.

Today was the day of my driving test and Jane was bringing me to the DMV to take it. I was surprised that she wanted to bring me instead of Sam, but she had insisted that she had the day off so she had was going to take me. I was feeling quite nervous about the entire thing, I had taken to the driving lessons quickly, leaving Sam suitably impressed, he had been getting nervous all week at my impending test. I had thought it was sweet of him, but after three weeks of daily lessons we had gotten to know one another well, and I thought nothing of calling him my "uncle Sam".

When we arrived at the DMV, I noticed that Jane was looking slightly nervous and sat down on one of the plastic chairs in the waiting area. I thought that she wasn't going to say anything to me until I had turned and walked away a little bit from her, "Claire….good luck..". Jane had said quietly, "Thanks Mam…" I said surprised by her sudden sentiment. Before stepping up to the booth where a small mousy looking woman was waiting impatiently for me to hand over my forms.

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"Congratulations Claire!" the twins chorused as I walked into the house. Jane had promised Emily that she would phone after my test to let her know how everything went, and when she had, Emily had told her about a celebratory party that the twins and Hannah planned. Jane who was in good humour at her day not having been wasted I was assuming, without too much persuasion had agreed to go.

Emily had baked some of her muffins and a gorgeous looking cake which sat in the middle of the table with blue and white icing saying congratulations on it. I smiled at the cake, they had such confidence in me passing the test I thought, they had made the cake the night before along with the icing, so I knew that they hadn't just applied it before I came, otherwise it wouldn't have set. The little party was short, I hadn't eaten much when the twins had dragged me out with them, Hannah had to go to work, looking after a neighbours children. Sam they had informed me was working at the garage today, he was fixing some fault with the wiring for the lights. Sam worked as an electrician in La Push and in Forks, his hours were flexible which was how he had managed to give me lessons each morning for the last few weeks.

"He doesn't know whether or not you passed yet!" Reilly exclaimed gleefully, obviously thinking that it was funny that his father was still anxiously awaiting news. I teased him the rest of the way to the garage, telling him that he was really one of the meanest people I had the misfortune of having met. Reilly had defended himself to the best of his ability but admitted defeat when Caleb joined in too, unable to ward off a two pronged assault. We were in stitches laughing as we approached the garage, which made walking quite difficult as the garage was on a hill. I could see someone poke their head out of the garage curiously to see what the commotion was, I recognised the face as that of Jacob Black, one of the guys who owned the garage. Soon Sam was outside and he bounded towards us seemingly delighted. "Claire you passed!!" he was positively beaming, he lifted me up and spun me around, leaving me quite dizzy in the process.

I grinned in response and saw that a few of the other guys had come outside too, evidently knew that I was taking my test today too. "Claire congratulations!" everyone called out at different times, a strange blend of words, discernible only because I knew what they were trying to say to me. I blushed at the attention before mumbling, "Thanks…" and looking shyly at my feet. Everyone laughed at my reaction before returning to their work and conversations, the twins quickly made their way over to Stanley who was only a little older than them and had gone to school with them, leaving me to stand in the yard looking stupidly at my shoes.

"So I suppose we won't be expecting anymore visits from now on then will we?" Quill asked quietly as he walked over to me. I hadn't expected him to be quite so close when I looked up, and I blushed at the close proximity and what he had said. It was probably my imagination but he sounded quite disappointed about this idea, but I quickly ignored that train of thought, he was probably glad to see the back of me. Instead I laughed as lightly as I could before answering, "Yeah…no more annoying morning visits from Claire!" I said rolling my eyes in an attempt to appear nonchalant. Quill tilted his head to the side and considered me for a moment, why did he have to look so damn beautiful I wondered to myself, as usual fighting the compulsion to touch him. An annoying but for the present controllable problem, I knew that if my visits had continued my self control would have slipped eventually though.

"Claire you were never annoying…always a pleasure.." Quill trailed off, an odd expression flitted across his face that I couldn't place, but I blushed all the same. Quill had just told me that he liked having me around, which even if he meant in a purely platonic way had me grinning broadly. "Thanks…" I finally managed to stutter out eventually. Quill chuckled softly at my evident embarrassment, I looked up at this and caught his eye straight away, my heart as usual fluttered dramatically; Quill's expression changed to the odd expression that I had noticed earlier, and before I could think about it further, he lumbered forward suddenly and caught me in a hug.

I couldn't believe that Quill was hugging me, his warm arms wrapped around me tightly, tight but not tight enough for my liking, my blood pulsed feverishly, my temperature soaring. I tried to calm myself as best as I could, pull yourself together I thought to myself don't be get carried away, it was only a congratulatory hug, and almost as if on queue Quill pulled away, "Congratulations Claire…" he almost whispered, before turning and walking quickly into the garage.

I stood their for a moment feeling utterly dumbstruck at this sudden progression. When he had hugged me I stood there stupidly not daring to move, when all I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him too and pull him closer to me. I cursed to myself silently, I should not be thinking these thoughts about a fully grown man, he was not interested in me and he never would be….then what was with his expression, he looked for a moment as though he wanted to kiss me, I thought but then again what would I know I had never kissed a guy before. It was sad but true, that I had made it to age sixteen without being kissed, I had always attended all girl schools and never really had any male interaction until now; I hadn't really thought about Oak Falls academy much since I heard I'd be going there but I knew it was a mixed school. That didn't really bother me too much, I had no interest in boys my age at the moment, not when I had Quill to dream over.

When I looked up from my feet which I finally realised that I'd been staring at I saw that Sam was throwing glances in my direction occasionally and I could see that Jacob was looking between myself and Quill too with a small smile playing on his lips. Once they realised that I had noticed the glances quickly ended, leaving me feeling increasingly embarrassed by my reactions around Quill. I wanted the ground to swallow me up on the spot at the thought that everyone knew I had a crush on Quill, it was so blatantly obvious that I wondered how Quill didn't notice. That's when it occurred to me that he probably did know, and that would explain the strange expression on his face, he probably felt sorry for me, sad little girl with a crush on him. I groaned silently to myself, why did I have to have a crush on someone that everyone knew, why didn't I have a crush on a celebrity or an actor, anyone but Quill, it was just so awkward and their was no way that anything would come from it. My own unrequited crush.