Disclaimer: I don't own shadow falls if I did Derek never would have been an option Team Lucas! No offense Team Derek fans he wasn't bad I just liked Lucas better for Kylie, sorry?
Kylie's P.O.V.
Breakfast was good I had been starving which was surprising because at 6:00 it was officially 1 hour before I usually eat breakfast. Well you know except when I am helping one of those freaking early riser ghosts! The cafeteria was empty but we were all enjoying ourselves.
"This food is disgusting! How are you enjoying it?" Della asked. Della who could love peperoni's almost as much as blood but still have no intrust in bacon or eggs.
"Well we don't love the things your diet consists of either and do you here us complaining?" Miranda asked. Uh-Oh another fight is brewing and I have a feeling it will be more bitter than coffee without sugar or milk.
"Yes you guys complain all of the time it drives me absolutely crazy!" Della said and I had to be honest it was defiantly true I couldn't lie about that.
"We have been getting better," Miranda said trying to keep her calm.
"Well we are about to read a book where all of your judgements are fresh and we get to here about all of your complaints so just shut up!" Della said. Damn sometimes I think she needs to learn how to control her emotions and then I notice wait but how would she be Della if she wasn't moody sometimes? Gosh she drives me insane!
"Can you guys just hurry up so that we can get back to the book! Please?" Derek asked.
"I was wondering? Holiday can we please skip school just for today so that we could hopefully finish the book soon it's the weekend tomorrow so we will have plenty of time to catch up," Perry asked putting on a puppy dog face. "If it helps I can turn into a puppy," Perry said smiling a cheesier grin.
"No you are not going to miss school," Burrnet said stern voice.
"Actually I think it might be important to finish this book as soon as possible there might be a reason we got it and Perry dose make a good point," Holiday said sweetly. Burrnet grumbled something none of us could hear well Della and Lucas heard and it looked as if they were holding back laughter. I couldn't hear because currently I was a fae.
Miranda's P.O.V.
"Let's go I'm finished," I said tucking in my chair and going to return my tray. Everyone else soon followed suite and we were soon back in our circle, but now we were in the front room instead of my bedroom. Della took the book and then started reading.
"Chapter Two
An hour later, Kylie walked down the stairs with her backpack and purse over her shoulder.
Her mom met her in the entryway. "Are you okay?"
How could I be okay? "I'l live," Kylie answered. More than she could say about Grandma."
"Right then, Kylie had a vision of the bright purple lipstick the funeral home had put on her grandmother. Why didn't you take that off of me? Kylie could almost hear Nana asking."
"They put her in bright purple lipstick that's terrible," I say. So I commented about how Kylies deceased Grandmother looked like when she was buried. Hey when I die I want to look good if I plan on annoying the crap out of ghost whispers like Kylie damn it I am going to do so with style.
"Yes it is, coming from the girl with three different hair colours," Lucas comments sarcastically and a few chuckles could be heard around our circle. I mock a hurt expression but we all know that I embraces being different.
"I love your hair," Perry whispers in my ear and then kisses me on the cheek.
"Oh I have to admit that wasn't bad for a were," Della said smiling. Della would have to make a comment about him being a were but you know what at least she didn't say something about how being weird is a witch thing or some shit like that it's too early for a fight.
"I try," he replied.
"Weirded out by the thought, Kylie looked back at her mother.
Her mom stared at Kylie's backpack and her worry wrinkle appeared between her eyes. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"You said I could spend the night with Sara. Or were you too busy grilling Dad's shorts to remember?""
My mom was always pushing my buttons back then too. Actually she still is it's all 'Miranda I know that you have dyslexia but all that means is that you have to try harder!' Okay I know it doesn't sound that bad but it starts to get on my nerves sometimes.
"Her mom ignored the grilled-shorts comment. "What are you two going to do tonight?"
"Mark Jameson is having an end-of-school party." Not that Kylie felt like celebrating the event. Thanks to Trey dumping her and her parents divorcing, Kylie's whole summer was headed for the toilet. And the way things were going, someone was going to walk by and flush it."
"So that's the infamous 'wrong party' Kylie went to," I say.
"You say that like we couldn't have picked that up ourselves," Lucas said. Perry shot him a warning glance. Lucas looked like was going to say something, so Kylie ran my hand up and down his leg as I tried to calm him. It worked as I felt his tense form him relax.
""Are his parents going to be there?" Mom raised one dark eyebrow.
Kylie flinched emotionally, but physically didn't blink. "Aren't they always?"
Okay, so she lied. Normally she didn't go to Mark Jameson's parties for that very reason, but blast it, look where being good had gotten her. She deserved to have some fun, didn't she?"
Holiday gave Kylie a disapproving look. "What I have learned from my mistake and it's in the past it's not like I can change it now!" Well I think a little rebellion is healthy you know sometimes you have to do stuff for you try different things so you can figure out where you belong nothing wrong with that.
"Besides, hadn't her mom lied when her dad asked about his underwear?
"What if you have another dream?" Her mom touched Kylie's arm.
A quick touch. That's all Kylie ever got from her mom these days. No long hugs like her dad gave. No mother/daughter trips. Just aloofness and quick touches. Even when Nana, her mom's mom, died, Kylie's mom hadn't hugged her and Kylie had real y needed a hug then. But it had been her dad who'd pulled her into his arms and let her smear mascara on his suit coat. And now Dad and al his suit coats were gone."
"I wonder who her favorite parent was?" Perry said sarcastically.
"Drawing in a gulp of oxygen, Kylie clutched her purse. "I warned Sara I might wake up screaming bloody murder. She said she'd stake me in the heart with a wooden cross and make me go back to bed." I think I might try that next time" Della said interrupting herself but quickly continued. I had to say I definitely agreed with Della although I would never do that because well Kylie was a better sister to me then well my sisters sometimes ideas like that sounded quite appealing.
""Maybe you should hide the stakes before you go to sleep." Her mother attempted to smile.
"I will." For one brief second, Kylie worried about leaving her mom alone on the day her dad had left. But who was she kidding? Her mom would be fine.
Nothing ever bothered the Ice Queen."
"Awh, you even gave your mom a nickname," Perry said. I knew these parts were hard on him since he didn't really have real parents. So I think he kind of coped with humor. I felt bad but I knew mentioning it would only make it worse.
"Before walking out, Kylie peered out the window to make sure she wouldn't be assaulted by a guy wearing army duds.
Deeming the yard to be free of stalkers, Kylie ran out the door, hoping that tonight's party would help her forget just how badly her life sucked."
"Way to be a Debby downer!" Lucas whispered rather loudly in my opinion cause come on I was the witch and I could hear him to Kylie she shot him an evil eye but she could see in his exspression that he was joking around.
"* * *
"Here. You don't have to drink it, just hold it." Sara Jetton pushed a beer into Kylie's hands and ran off. Wow I can tell your friends really cared about you Kylie," Della said.
"Look if you are going to keep interrupting yourself maybe someone else should read," Burrnet suggested. With that Della continued now determined to not make any comments.
"Sharing elbow room with at least thirty kids, all packed into Mark Jameson's living room and talking at once, Kylie clutched the ice-cold bottle. Glancing around at the crowd, she recognized most of them from school. The doorbell rang again. Obviously, this was the place to be tonight. And according to every other kid at her high school, it was. Jameson, a senior whose parents never seemed to care what he did, held some of the wildest parties in town.
Ten minutes later, Sara stil MIA, the party shifted into ful swing. Too bad Kylie didn't feel like swinging along with them. She frowned at the bottle in her hand.
Someone bumped into her shoulder, causing the beer to splash on her chest and run down in the V of her white blouse. "Crap.""
"Please don't tell me that's Trey," Lucas growled out. You could tell he was getting frustrated because his eyes were doing that orange thing. Weres have such a temper!
"It was Trey the sexiest beast in the world I then made out with the love of my life and we all lived happily ever after," Della pretended to read. I laughed okay that was hilarious because the look on Lucas's face was priceless I expected steam to spurt from his ears any second now.
"Don't joke with me," Lucas growled again.
""Oh, I'm so sorry," the responsible bumper said.
Kylie looked up into John's soft brown eyes and tried to smile."
"Hey, being nice to a cute guy, who'd been asking about her at school made trying to smile easy. But the fact that John had been friends with Trey kept the thrill down to a minimum.
"It's okay," she said.
"I'll get you another." As if nervous, he shot off."
"The fact that he offered her another is sweet but I don't like that he is encouraging the act of under age drinking," Holiday said in a motherly tone.
""It's really okay," Kylie called after him, but between the music and the hum of voices, he didn't hear her.
The doorbel rang again. A few kids shifted around and gave Kylie a view of the door. More specifically, the shift gave her a view of Trey walking inside.
Beside him—or she should say plastered against him—sashayed his new slutty girlfriend.
"Great." She swung around, wishing she could teleport herself to Tahiti, or back home would be even better—especially if her dad would be there.
Through a back window, she spotted Sara on the patio and Kylie darted outside to join her."
"I have a feeling that talking to a drunk best friend isn't exactly the best way to lighten your spirit," I commented. Seriously I had been basically friendless until Kylie got here because although I knew Della kylie was kind of like what held us together if we had met when we were younger I think all our lives would have been better however the old Sara seemed a lot better than the new not so improved one.
"Sara looked up. She must have read the panic on Kylie's face, because she came running over to her. "What happened?"
"Trey and his screw toy are here."
Sara frowned. "So, you look hot. Go flirt with some guys and make him sorry.""
"That best friend of yours sure gives awesome advice," I said. I can't believe Sara had the nerve to promote something out of Kylies comfort zone to encourage it!
"Hey, is it my fault that I hadn't met you guys yet?" Kylie asked.
"Kylie rolled her eyes. "I don't want to stay here and watch Trey and what's her name making out."
"Were they already making out?" Sara asked.
"Not yet, but get one beer in Trey and all he'll think about is getting into a girl's panties. I know because I used to be the girl in the panties.""
"And you missed that?" Derek asked. I felt guilty that Lucas had to here Kylie think about Trey so much. I feel jealous of freaking Sara so obviously her boyfriend the temperamental were wolf was sure to be frustrated.
"I guess it made me feel important or special or something," Kylie said confused. I was confused myself as to why she had been so obsessed with such a jerk.
""Chill." Sara pointed back at the table. "Gary brought margaritas. Have one and you'll feel fine.""
"And that would be more great advice from Sara the best friend genius," I said sarcastically.
"Kylie bit her lip to keep from screaming that she wouldn't feel fine. Her life had toilet-bound stamped al over it.
"Hey." Sara nudged her. "We both know all you'd have to do to get Trey back is to grab him and take him upstairs. He's stil crazy about you. He found me before I left school today and asked about you.""
"If you do that I might have to go kill his sorry excuse of an..." Lucas starts but Kylie cut him off.
Kylie whispered something I couldn't hear in his ear as and since his eyes slowly return from orange to their usual blue I'd say he was feeling better.
""Did you know he was going to be here?" Betrayal started unraveling the little sanity she had left.
"Not for sure. But chill."
Chill? Kylie stared at her best friend and realized how different they'd become these last six months. It wasn't just Sara's need to party or the fact that she'd given up virginhood. Okay, so maybe it was those two things, but it seemed like more.
More as in Kylie had a sneaking suspicion that Sara longed to rush Kylie to join the partying-non-virgin ranks. Could Kylie help it if beer tasted like dog piss to her? Or if the idea of having sex didn't appeal?"
"Not yet my friend but you hadn't met Derek or wolf boy yet," Perry teased.
"Okay, that was a lie, sex appealed to her. When she and Trey had made out, Kylie had been tempted, really tempted, but then Kylie remembered her and Sara talking about how the first time should be special."
Kylie buried her face in Lucas's chest in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.
"Then she recalled how Sara had given in to Brad's "needs"—Brad who was the love of Sara's life—yet, within two weeks of giving in, the love of Sara's life had dumped her. What was so special about that?
Since then, Sara had dated four other guys, and she'd slept with two of them. Now, Sara had stopped talking about sex being special.
"Look, I know you're worried about your parents," Sara said. "But that's why you need to just let loose and have some fun." Sara tucked her long, brown hair behind her ear. "I'm getting you a margarita and you're going to love it."
Sara darted off to the table by the group of people. Kylie started to follow but her gaze slapped against Soldier Dude, looking as scary and weird as ever, standing by the group of margarita drinkers."
"They always come when their not wanted don't they?" Holiday asked rhetorically.
"Kylie shot around, prepared to bolt, but she smacked right into a guy's chest, and darn it if more beer didn't jump out of the bottle and fall right between her boobs. "Great. My boobs are going to smell like a brewery."
"Every guy's dream," the husky male voice said. "But I'm sorry."
She recognized Trey's voice before she did his broad shoulders or his unique masculine scent.
Lucas growled louder this time.
"Is somebody jealous?" Kylie teased him.
"Preparing herself for the pain that seeing him would cause, she raised her gaze. "It's okay, John's already done it once."
She tried not to stare at the way Trey's sandy brown hair fell against his brow, or the way his green eyes seemed to lure her closer, or the way his mouth tempted her to lean in and press her lips to his."
"He sounds like Derek's twin," I added. Even I would admit though that Derek was way better than Trey.
"So it's true." He frowned.
"What's true?" she asked.
"That you and John have hooked up."
"How dose he get that when all she said was that he had spilt beer on her boobs too?" I asked. Seriously how did this guy's brain freaking function.
"Because she phrased it 'It's okay, John's already done it once' duh" Della quoted the book. Oh I get it he was a perverted asshole.
"Kylie considered lying. The thought that it would hurt him appealed to her."
"Oh it appeals to more than just you but I would rather a physical sense," Lucas said Della and I nodded our agreement.
"It appealed to her so much that it reminded her of the stupid games her parents played lately. Oh, no, she would not stoop to their "grown-up" level.
"I haven't hooked up with anyone." She turned to leave.
He caught her. His touch, the feel of his warm hand on her elbow, sent waves of pain right to her heart. And standing this close, his clean, masculine scent filled her airways. Oh God, she loved his smell.
"You sound like a were," Burrnet commented.
"Hey I am not aloud to interrupt but you can that doesn't seem fair," Della said.
""I heard about your grandma," he said. "And Sara told me about your parents getting a divorce. I'm so sorry, Kylie."
Tears threatened to crawl up her throat. Kylie was seconds away from falling against his warm chest and begging him to hold her. Nothing ever felt better than Trey's arms around her, but then she saw the girl, Trey's screw toy, walk outside, carrying two beers. In less than five minutes, Trey would be trying to get in her panties. And from the too-low-cut blouse and too-short skirt the girl wore, it appeared he wouldn't have to try too hard.
"Thanks," Kylie muttered, and went to join Sara. Luckily, Soldier Dude had decided margaritas weren't his thing after all and left."
Holiday smiled she looked proud of Kylie so Kylie smiled back I was proud of the old her too.
""Here." Sara took the beer from Kylie's hand and replaced it with a margarita."
"How long dose it take for that girl to get a margarita?" Derek asked. That was a good point I get that being drunk made you slow or whatever but this is ridiculous!
"The frosty glass felt unnaturally cold. Kylie leaned in and whispered, "Did you see a strange guy here a minute ago? Dressed in some funky army outfit?"
Sara's eyebrows did their wild, wiggly thing. Wait is she a?" Della asked and Kylie shook my head at her. She obviously wasn't we weren't that freaking stupid! No offence or anything, what am I doing apologizing in my mind I sound insane!
""How much of that beer did you drink?" Her laughter filled the night air.
Kylie wrapped her hands tighter around the cold glass, worried she seriously might be losing her mind. Adding alcohol to the situation didn't seem like a good idea.
An hour later, when three Houston cops walked into the backyard and had everyone line up at the back gate, Kylie stil had the same untouched margarita clutched in her hands."
"And so the drama begins," I mocked an announcers voice. I just couldn't help myself.
""Come on, kids," one of the cops said. "The sooner we move you to the precinct, the sooner we can get your parents to come get you." That was when Kylie knew for certain that her life really had been toilet-bound—and someone had just flushed.
"Where's Dad?" Kylie asked her mom when she stepped into the room at the police station. "I called Dad."
I'm a phone call away, Pumpkin. Hadn't he told her that? So why wasn't he here to get Pumpkin?
Her mom's green eyes tightened. "He called me."
"I wanted Dad," Kylie insisted. No, she needed her dad, she thought, and her vision clouded with tears. She needed a hug, needed someone who would understand.
"You don't get what you want, especially when … my God, Kylie, how could you do this?"
Kylie swiped the tears from her face. "I didn't do anything. Didn't they tell you? I walked a straight line. Touched my nose and even said my ABCs backwards. I didn't do anything."
"I don't think that's what she was talking about," Holiday said. Her voice sounding motherly. When that baby was born it was going to have a great mother that was for sure.
"What do you mean?" Perry asked.
"She is talking about the fact that she lied to her," Derek said. Maybe understanding was a Fae thing.
""They found drugs there," her mother snapped.
"I wasn't doing drugs."
"But do you know what they didn't find there, young lady?" Her mother pointed a finger at her. "Any parents. You lied to me.""
"Told ya," Derek said.
"Nobody disagreed with you," Della said.
"No but you were thinking it!" Oh so now he was a mind reader with humans too isn't animals enough?
""Maybe I'm just too much like you," Kylie said, still reeling at the thought that her dad hadn't shown up. He'd known how upset she'd been. Why hadn't he come?
"What does that mean, Kylie?"
"You told dad you didn't know what happened to his underwear. But you'd just flame-broiled his shorts on the grill."
Guilt filled her mother's eyes and she shook her head. "Dr. Day is right."
"What does my shrink have to do with tonight?" Kylie asked. "Don't tell me you called her. God, Mom, if you dare bring her down here where all my friends—"
"All your friends? All your friends were going to shadow falls," Della said.
"I didn't even know that yet," Kylie complained in a whiney voice.
""No, she's not here. But it's not just about tonight." She inhaled. "I can't do this alone."
"Do what alone?" Kylie asked, and she got this bad feeling in her stomach.
"I'm signing you up for a summer camp."
"What summer camp?" Kylie clutched her purse to her chest. "No, I don't want to go to any camp.""
Lucas whispered something in Kylie's ear and then she smiled oh so now he knows how to whisper.
""It's not about what you want." Her mom motioned for Kylie to walk out the door. "It's about what you need. It's a camp for kids with problems."
"Problems? Are you freaking nuts? I don't have any problems," Kylie insisted. Well, not any a camp could fix. Somehow she suspected going to camp wouldn't bring Dad home, it wouldn't make Soldier Dude disappear, and it wouldn't win Trey back. "
"Well it did get rid of solider dude and in fact you didn't even want to get rid of him in the end and you met better guys or wolves and faes if you want to get specific," Holiday said.
""No problems? Really, then why am I at the police station at almost midnight picking up my sixteen-year-old daughter? You're going to the camp. I'm signing you up tomorrow. This isn't up for debate." Well your mom is over reacing a bit I mean seriously she didn't drink or do drugs she just lied all kids do that sometimes, not that I'm not glad your here just sayin'."
"I'm not going. She kept telling herself that as they walked out of the police station.
Her mother might be bat-shit crazy, but not her dad. He simply wouldn't let her mom send her off to a camp fil ed with a bunch of juvenile delinquents. He wouldn't.
Would he?"
"Things are getting interesting!" Derek said smiling.
'Knock Knock' she heard somebody pound at the front door.
"Let me in!" A familiar voice called. Oh crappers!
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I wonder who knocked I have decided who is joining next chapter but you can tell me who you want to visit our circle next! Love you all 4 reading I'll update when I update I just wanted to alert the readers of this story that I don't give up on story's sometimes I get serious writers block and don't update for a while but I never give up! FOR NARNIA! Anyway what did you think? Tell me if you liked the whole switching P.O.V.'s thing I know it was just Miranda but I was kind of trying it out tell me what you thought? Should I continue switching POV's or do Kylie only?
-Gray