Okay guys... This is the end for today, I have to get some stuff done and I'm running on absolutely zero hours of sleep. Thank you all so much for commets, though. I take all of them into consideration and I'm pretty exicted with some of the stuff you guys are suggesting. The more reviews I get, the faster it gets out. Seriously... It's like fuel to a fire.
The array of words that flew through my head left me speechless. I screamed at myself, hoping that I could make a quick getaway, but no such luck came. I was destined to stand there until I died. Most likely of horror.
I felt small an vulnerable under their identical gazes, and somewhere in the back of my mind I was trying to remember who was who. Seth, Quil, the cheeky boy from last night, Paul, a smaller boys who looked about the same age as Tommy, and two new boys standing beside the cheeky fellow and Quil.
I blushed furiously, from the top of my scalp down to my littlest toe. Hadn't anyone taught them manners? If I had stumbled upon someone half-naked I would have apologized and looked away. All of these boys stared openly; I felt like they were looking at an issue of Playboy.
"Well," One of the boys stepped forward, grinning impishly. "You really didn't have to dress up for me. In fact, you didn't have to dress at all."
I knew he was joking- what was his name, Quil? Paul?- but I didn't find it near as funny as the rest of the group did, snickering quietly behind the boy who had spoken.
The only one who didn't seem as if he was having a good time at my expense was still staring at me. Though he looked at me as if I had crawled out of the grave and offered him an exotic massage. I glanced at his face, oddly beautiful and topped with messy black silk. His eyes stared past mine, glazed and seemingly horrified.
I hadn't realized that I looked that bad in a towel.
"Um, Aidyn? Don't you think you should put on some clothes before you socialize?" I jumped at the sound of Tommy's voice behind me. He was carrying a loaf of wonder bread in one hand and a gallon of milk in the other.
"I, for one, don't mind in the least." The boy who had stepped forward said.
I shook my head furiously, gripping the top of my towel with one hand as I backed into my room. The second the door was shut and firmly locked, I let the towel drop and began to scrounge through my chest of drawers in search of a bra and undershorts, yanking on the first ones I could find. A pair of jeans and a white tee followed; all thrown on in record speed.
I peeked out the window, and after seeing the sleeting rain I added a form-fitting plaid button up to my layers.
"Aidyn! How do you turn the stove on?" Tommy called through my door.
"You and your little gang of buddies can rebuild an entire car, but can't figure out how to turn a stove on?" I yelled back, smoothing the blue fabric until you couldn't see the wrinkles the trip in my duffel had left.
I made sure my hair was smooth before I unlocked the door. I had decided to face the firing squad head-on.
"Finally decided to join us, huh?"
"Yeah, well," I flashed one of them- I'm pretty sure it was Quil- a small smile. "Someone should be out here who knows how to work a stove." I walked over to where Tommy and Seth were fiddling with the knobs on the oven and slapped their hands away, taking control of the situation.
"French toast?" Seth asked with a small smile.
"Don't you have someone else to feed you?"
"Yes, but shes visiting family in Portland." Embry pulled eggs out of the refrigerator, mixing them together as I got out a frying pan and heated the stove.
"Ah," I couldn't think of anything else to say.
"So," Paul pulled himself on the counter near the stove, smiling down at me. "You and Tom just moved here from...?"
"Jersey." I flipped over the bread in the pan and started the next batch. I wasn't too fond of Paul after his eairler comments.
"Yeah, but you've been here before, right? You have like an aunt or something that lives in Olympia." Seth interjected, leaning over my shoulder to look at the meal he was about to consume.
"Get off." I muttered, elbowing him gently in the ribs and tossing the overflowing plate of French toast into the center of the table.
It was gone before I finished washing out the pan.
"Weren't there more of you here?" I asked in a casual manner, still focusing my attention on the sink.
"Jared and Jake had to leave early. Something about the First Beach." Collin shrugged. He the smallest of the boys, but still topped me by at least six inches.
"Probably some kids making a ruckus." Quil snorted into his coffee mug as if this was really an issue they dealt with all the time.
"If they need us they'll call." Embry confirmed.
I raised an eyebrow at them. They had said all this as if it was their job, their duty to stop something like this.
"You've got to be kidding me, right? Like Jacob or Jared would ever call for help." Paul carried his dishes to the sink.
"Aw, come on, Paul. Give Jake a brake, would ya?" Embry stood up, followed by the rest of the boys.
"Would the both of you just shut up?" Quil asked, shaking his head as if he were scolding children. "We're not in normal presence."
"What? That doesn't even make any sense." Collin said, giving me a confused look. "Don't they already know about..." He cut off, scratching at his throat.
Quil took the opportunity to smack Collin on his back violently, as if he were choking on a piece of food. "There, there. Breathe easy, little buddy."
I furrowed my brow, intrigued more than ever. Collin hadn't been chewing anything, and unless it was possible to choke on thin air...
"Later Tom, Aidyn."
I looked up in shock, my scrub brush still clutched in one hand. The boys were trailing out the back door, Quil's hand locked around Collin's shoulders, whispering fiercely in his ear.
"Interesting friends." I told Tommy, throwing the sponge in the soapy water and sinking down into on of the chair surrounding the table.
"I like them." Tommy sulked back, suddenly in a much more serious mood.
"All except for that Paul character."
"Whats wrong with you?" He thundered, lurching suddenly to his feet. "I don't understand how your friends are so perfect compared to mine!"
"What?" I looked up, truly confused. The thudding pain jabbed pins into my heart again. No.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" He fumed, clenching his teeth together.
"Tommy. Chill out." Panic infiltrated my voice. No, no, no, no, no.
"I don't want to calm down! I don't..." He broke off and turned, ripping open the door and flinging himself towards the forest.
"Tommy..." I whispered, not caring that the door was wide open and the rain was blowing into the house. I was losing the best friend I'd ever known. My little brother.
I'm sorry guys, it was unavoidable. :( And heres your two choices: longer chapters, but less of them or more chapters, but much shorter. If I make the chapters longer theres probably going to be a lot more chit chat between characters.