Hey, Kutsy here! I know you guys want to kill me but we've been really busy with school! Anyway here is the long a waited chapter! Enjoy!

CHAPTER 11: PLAYING CRICKET.

We walked toward the car in silence. I was thinking about what it would be like it to inflict bodily harm on a person intentionally. I had never been a violent person. I had scars of course, but I had an older brother. We had a deal when we were younger. He played with my dolls; I played war with the other boys on my street. I actually was pretty good. I should go into the army. No, I can't even go camping. My dad tried to take me and my brother. Didn't work out. First of all, their no toilets. Second of all, bugs. Ew. I don't do bugs.

'What are you thinking about?' Embry asked me. He looked at me like my thoughts were the most important things in his life. I liked it. I'd never had I guy that into me. Not even…

'Bugs. I hate them.' I said shuddering.

'Me too. Why were you thinking of bugs?' We had gotten to my car so I opened the doors.

'I was thinking about the one and only time I tried camping. I was thinking about camping because I was thinking about how I should join the army. I was thinking about joining the army because my brother and I used to play war a lot. I was thinking of playing war because despite that, I'm not a violent person. I was thinking of my nonviolent disposition because despite that, we are on our way to my house so that I can hit you as hard as I can with my brothers old cricket bat.' I said as I drove out of the parking lot. By the time I was done with my little speech we were halfway to my house.

'Oh. I was really surprised you wanted to do this. None of the others ever wanted to hit us.'

'Others?' I said curiously.

'The other girls.'

'Oh.' Why was I so disappointed their were other girls. Of course I wasn't his first girlfriend. Fuck, I wasn't even his girlfriend! I was a female acquaintance.

'You know,' he continued, oblivious to my disappointment. 'The others girlfriends. Like Bree. You should meet them. Well, of course you have to meet the guys first.'

I really shouldn't have felt so elated by the fact that he was talking about his friends girlfriends. It didn't change the fact that he probably had had girlfriends in the past. I also shouldn't be so delighted he wanted me to meet his friends. I tried to fight a smile but it wouldn't be contained.

'That would be cool.' I said, trying to be nonchalant. I still had the goofy smile on my face, so I probably failed miserably.

'You'll love them. Their great. Like family.'

'Do you have a big family?' I asked, curiously.

'No. it's just me and my mom.'

'What about your dad?' I asked. Ok, I know I was being nosy. Can you blame me for wanting to know more about the guy I liked? No point in denying it. I seriously liked him.

His face darkened. 'He's not in the picture.'

'Oh.' I wanted to kick myself. Why couldn't I mind my business?

'I'm surprised that you didn't ask another question.' He said, smiling.

'It seemed like you didn't want to talk about it. Do I really ask that many questions?' I asked, biting my lip.

'Yes. You do.'

'I'm sorry.'

'Don't apologize. Its what I like most about you.'

He just said he liked me!

I smiled at him. His answering smile was so bright I needed sunglasses. (I know that was lame but it's the middle of the night. Don't expect brilliance.) We had finally reached my house. Britt and Damon were right behind me.

We got out of the car as soon as I parked it. Damon parked right behind me and they got out as well. Britt was grinning from ear to ear.

'Let's do this! I can't wait! I wish I had my camera! Could you wait while I go get it?' she burst out as soon as she got out of the car.

'We could use my video camera. We got one to tape B's matches and stuff.'

'Who's B?' Embry said, frowning slightly.

'My brother. His name is Brandon. B and Bree. My parents like the letter b.' I said.

'Ah.' Embry said.

'So if you had another sibling, what do you think their name would be?' Britt asked.

'I don't know. Bryan, maybe, if it was a boy. Brenda if a girl.'

We got into the house. Both my parents were in the kitchen drinking coffee.

'Hey mom and dad. This is Damon and Embry. We're going to be in the backyard. Do you happen to know where the video camera is?

'Yeah. It's in our room. Why?' my mom asked.

'No particular reason. We just wanted to tape something. B's old cricket bat is in the garage right?'

'Yes. Are you going to play?' my dad asked, incredulously. He knew I didn't like cricket.

'Not really. Well, it's sort of a game, but not cricket.'

'Ok. Well, have fun.' My mom said, dubiously.

'Ok guys. I'm going to get the stuff. You can hang out here and then we'll all go to the backyard.'

I didn't wait for a reply and dashed upstairs. By the time I got up there, grabbed the camera, dashed back downstairs, grabbed the bat, and went back to the kitchen, ten minutes had passed. I found both Embry and Damon both studiously studying the floor, while Britt struggled to maintain an awkward conversation with my parents.

'Let's go!' I said. We started walking toward the back of the house. 'What was that about? I didn't know our tiles were so interesting.' I asked the guys.

'We didn't know what to say. It was really awkward.' Damon said, defensively.

'Well, keeping silent didn't help.' I said. We had reached the glass doors that lead to the back door.

'Ok. So Britt, you're going to manage the camera.' I said, handing it to her. 'Embry, you're going to be with me here. Damon, where do you want to be? In the shot or not?'

'Not. I actually think I should film. Britt doesn't have a steady hand.' He said, grabbing the camera from her.

'Hey!' she protested.

'It's true.'

'Whatever.' I said. I was starting to get nervous. 'Just turn it on.'

Yeah, I'm making you wait. I know you want to kill me, but if you do, you'll never get to read it. So just be patient. It's in the next chapter, promise. Xo.