Seth froze before stuttering. "Well, uh, er, nothing! Nothing at all!" Jacob was groaning while I just stared. That was possibly the worst answer in the history of Earth. Seth growled under his breath. "Listen, I've got some things to say, and I'm sure Jake doesn't need to be there. Can't I just walk you home?" I raised an eyebrow.
"It's like, two miles away, you know…" He shrugged. "Eh, whatever. See you later, Jakey." I waved as we strolled out. Seth was still nervous. "So… What IS imprinting?"
"You really don't need to know yet." He answered.
I snorted. "I wanna know anyway."
"How about I tell you in a few weeks?" He bargained.
"How about you tell me now?"
"I just can't."
"Why can't you?"
"Because…"
"Because why?"
"I just can't!"
"WHY can't you?"
"BECAUSE! Okay, because!"
"I WANNA KNOW WHAT IMPRINTING IS!"
"I CAN'T TELL YOU!"
We were now screaming and yelling. I was on my tip toes, nose to nose with him. The jerk! I wanna know what it is, now. Well, I could always Google it…
I was still nose to nose with him when he randomly stated, "You have pretty eyes." I blinked. Huh? "What? Just saying…"
"And yours are…pretty…too." I muttered. I really didn't know what to say. Besides, his were cool…
"You just called my eyes pretty… This is a weird conversation." He finally mumbled.
"Very weird… And great observation skills, Captain Obvious." I giggled. We went back to walking, completely calm and organized. We acted like we never got into a major fight the whole reservation could most likely hear. "So… imprinting…"
"I give up." He muttered. "I swear on my life, I'll tell you in around a month." I pouted but agreed. After all, I wanted to know.