I'm So Sick by Flyleaf
Deciding I mind as well be comfortable if I was going to be stuck in a tree for a while, I leaned my head back against the trunk and began dozing. A sharp bark woke me from my little nap. Looking at my watch, I groaned. It was five-thirty.
"What do you want? I need to leave, and I can't do that with you sitting there! I am not your little doggy treat, now leave me be!" A horrible cracking sound alerted me to the fact that the branch I was on was going to drop right off. The stupid dog barked again, this time in alarm, just as the branch snapped off, sending me pummiling towards the ground.
"Umph!" I cried, grateful I had landed on a very bouncy leafy part of the branch.
"Wholf! Wholf!" the dog went balistic off to the side of my jumbled mess. Untangling myself from the tree, I was met with something warm and very wet. He pulled me out by my shoe and was now licking me spaztically while sniffing every inch of me to check if I was all right. There was little time for me to scream, let alone react to the dog's strange actions, when he lifted his head and sniffed the air. He started growling, and the hair on the scruff of his neck lifted immediately.
"What's wrong?" he took a protective stance in front of me, and his growling grew until he was shaking with the reverbrations.
"Hey, quit that! What's the matter with you?" I reached out my hand and patted his hind leg. Spinning around, his wide yellowish-orange eyes simply stared into mine for a few moments before he ran away into the woods.
"Stupid dog..." I muttered as I stoof and brushed the leaves and dirt off my butt. Looking at my watch again, it was almost six. There was no possible way I was going to get home and then to schooll on time. Walking away towards the trail, I pondered the wolf's strangeness. He was much like a big puppy, not a real wolf. It was almost like he wanted to play, not eat me...not that I was taking my chanses. That pat on teh leg was all I was going to do...ever. A few minutes after I found the trail again, my new found friend burst out of the bush to my left and began growling at me. While wagging his tale...this dog has a freaking multiple personality disorder or something.
"Wholf!" he started running towards me, his fangs bared. Well, that was when my animal instincts kicked in, and I just spun on my heel and started sprinting back into the woods. While screaming like a maniac.
"No, stupid dog! Leave me alone! I'm not a freaking chew toy!!" he was gaining. Trying to find another tree that was easy to climb, I ended up stumbling and catching myself before I fell. I ran into a pine tree, trying to catch my balance.
"This'll do..." I muttered and shot up that tree faster than a squirrel. The wolf just ran on past my tree and disappeared into the woods again.
"I swear, if that thing comes back, I'm just going to let it eat me." picking up a pinecone off the tree, I hurled it in the general direction the beast had fled.
"What the--? What was that?" a familiar voice cried out.
"It's raining pine cones William, what else?"
"Oh, oh my God, William? Alice?!" I shouted, praying I hadn't been knocked out by the pine tree and was dreaming.
"Beth?" Tom's voice rang out.
"Tom! Tom, I'm stuck." my foot had decided it would be wonderful to wedge itself imbetween a branch and the trunk, and not come out.
"Mary-Beth, what in the world are you doing?" Edward asked incredulously from below me.
"I'm just enjoying the lovely day, Edward. That and getting chased by a huge dog! My foot's stuck."
"Here." Tom reached up, and broke off the branch that was trapping me as if it were a twig. My grace prevailed me, and I lost my balance falling backwards with a shriek. Frozen arms caught me, and I looked up to find William gazing down at me with an undefinable look.
"Thanks." I chirped cheerily.
"Anytime." he responded and set me down.
"So do you care to explain to me why you are out here and not in school?" Tom's voice was razor sharp. There had been a time last year when I used to skip school...a lot. Tom was the one who non-forcefuly made me go back. I had promised never to do it again, so he had a right to be angry with me. Especially considering it was a new school.
"Well, I woke up at four, and had to get out of the house. So I went for a run, and was chased by this beast thing so I sat in a tree for a long time...and then he just came back and forced me up this one. And he ran off just when you got here."
"A beast? You know Mary-Beth, your balloon story was better than that." Tom was really really angry. Fire burned deep within his emerald eyes.
"No Tom! I swear I'm not lying!" I felt like I was about to cry. Tom was rarely angry with me, and I had known him all my life. He was furious right now, probably remembering how many times I lied to him last year and thought I broke my promise.
"Beth." he was warning me. He looked like he was about to blow.
"I'm telling the truth, Tom! Can't you believe me?"
"How do I know you are? I can't trust you Mary-Beth, certainly this little trot in the woods proves it." he spat.
"Fine, don't believe me. I'm not going to put up with this, I'm going home." I pushed past a bush on the other side of the pine tree and began running towards the trail. My face was red with embarasment and anger. I can't believe we did that in front of the Cullens! About an hour later, I was finally home. After taking a nice warm shower, I wnt into my room to change. Right when I walked over to the dresser to grab something to wear, there was a knock on my window. Tightening my grip on my towel, I pulled up the blinds to find Tom. He motioned for me to open the window, which I quickly did.