A/N (semi-important, not really anything TOO big but just me rambling to get to 3320 words): OK, so I'm sorry this is taking really long...but I have school you know! And extra...SO! I'm trying to provide ya'll with the stories as fast as I can. Thank you thank you for those who have reviewed and will review in the near future. Let me know if you definitely like where this is going...or...or not. (boo.) I'd love to wrap up this story near 20 something or more chapters. I wonder if I can do it. :-) Anyways...
Alix POV
The music was playing quite loudly in my ears. Pounding through my head, successfully scrambling my mind, shaking my brain, reaching my heart through the spinal cord thingie, and finally piercing into my very soul.
"Heeeyyyyy...aaaaahhhhh...ta ta ta totally duuu-uuuude!
Party like a rock...Party like a rock STA-H!"
So I was listening to my old as dirt CD player (all because my dad wasn't cool enough to give in and buy me a dang iPod already!). Things are flying through my mind these days. My decision to stay here definitely affected my mood. Therefore, I liked to retreat into the partly cool recesses in my room although my body heat flicked fire at the chilly air around me. I was still pondering why I didn't sweat from my own heat. I felt as comfortable as a normal person would be with normal body temp. I planned on asking my daddy that soon.
Scribbling on a pad of paper that was resting against my knees was my other form of relaxation. Most words that I wrote never made sense: Black car go, cargo, running with red, fun not ever, heat. Yeah...you just call me up and tell me what the hell I even meant.
But it's still relaxing, mostly.
Why did I have to calm myself down so much lately?
Well, 1) I didn't want to phase again 2) because I was running out of new clothes 3) and I enjoy being human 4) also it was weird to adjust back and forth between "bodies".
And maybe a little asterisk...there. 4B) I so didn't want to know what was running through Quil's mind these days.
It could have been a funky little coincidence but I think not that Quil was always ready in wolf form to hear my thoughts and vice-versa.
And it might have been (was) a little (a lot) disconcerting that he was so in tune with me. He was the freaking answer to my questions, the yes to my no, the ying to my yang, the sweet to my sour...jeez!
My soulmate...hah!!
Quil was just a dude like the rest of them. He's my friend and freakin' pack brother. I wouldn't care if he fell in love with some girl other than me because we weren't like that. Just friends.
Ugh...did I just name something from my life off of a TV show? I believe I did.
That sucks. Because most things on TV or Tivo or whatever you have are fake or stupendously too real to take note of.
Ech.
You see?
What happened to the relaxing?
I swear, I get a brain and it starts thinking too damn much.
Maybe if I...
Nope. I can not, will not, never...at least not soon. Can't phase, no matter how much...
Even dad banned me from changing. I can't even change to go save the local townsfolk. I know it's all because I'm a girl, albeit a strong one but with a knack for getting in tight situations.
Tugging on my hair did little to relieve the stress that was ballooning (yes, that's a word, MY word) up in my brain. There was no escape for the steam in my big head.
-Le sigh-
Mother-Daughter talk again, uh, I think (KNOW!) not.
Here's how it'll go:
Mom: Oh sweetie, I know your under a lot of pressure. Chin up, OK?
Daughter (namely me): Oh sure Mom. I'll do just that. Thanks!
End Conversation
That basically sums it all up. And that leaves a treasure load of crap still bubbling beneath the boiling surface. Not something you want to carry around with you for the next 24 hour block of your life.
I couldn't believe that one piece of info that brother dearest had sprang on me though.
Quil likes you...Came floating back into my head like an irritating-won't-die-fast-enough bug. It sort of shook my psyche to hear my brother deliberately think that. And it worried me that I might be subconsciously realizing that there's something, a small something, going on between us, and mostly on his end. Quil was my pack brother for life, for real, for always. But anything else tied to that already heavy load? Not really something I liked to dwell on. And if there was going to be anything going on between me and anybody, I'd like to have it surrounding looser terms not like, oh, I'm going to see and hear the mind of this person for all eternity whether I stay with them or not sort of thing.
Too heavy and murky waters to be treading through. Not when I was supposedly resting my tail off from the troubles and pains and aches of what we fondly and nicely call 'life'.
So I just...
What was that.
-Scree!-
Hmm.
-Plunk!-
Oh Lord, it's coming from my window.
-Scree-EECH!-
I winced against the noise coming from my, now, opening window. My ears were super sensitive now that I was part dog. Wish the person climbing into my room would realize that.
Oh, and the reason why I'm so blase about this isn't because I randomly have people drop in through my window everyday.
I'm super strong for a girl these days so I could kick any rapist's ass.
And it was just Quil.
JUST QUIL?!
Ah no. I'm slowly starting to loose it. (A/N: Thanks to my BF for letting me use her coveted phrase!)
Quil POV
I paced the room, probably putting a huge-ish hole in the floor. Oh well. That sure didn't matter to me right now even though we're almost dirt poor.
I sighed, AGAIN, and ran my hand shakily through my hair, 3RD TIME.
I was so worried...about her. I couldn't allow myself to think of her beautiful name or else I'd obsess. Plus, I didn't have time to obsess, though I was clearly obsessing over this amazing girl, young woman, hot babe. Yeah. Ultra super hot gorgeous looking-talking babe.
Eh...obsess much?
I don't know what the reason was for me acting so cold but I was pretty sure it had to do with my wild thought process.
My dad had come in earlier in the middle of my mental ranting asking if I wanted steak or chicken. Could you believe I went off on the old Sr.? And I love both the foods!
ME, THE BIG HEAD DOOFUS: Look, I can't talk right now! I'm busy.
QUIL SR.: (staring at me, the doofus, who's doing nothing but staring into space) Sure kid. You look like you're super preoccupied. If it's girl troubles, talk to your mother.
End
Then I had tuned him out because I was thinking of what my mother would say.
CLAIRE, MY MOMMY (Mom in public): OK, look Quil boy, you've got two options. One, confront Alix...oops, I mean 'the girl', and tell her...ha ha...how you fee-eel...pfft...or two, you can hide your face in shame for not being a man about it. Now pick one!
ME: Um...
MOMMY: Quil! Go set the table! That should give you long enough to make a decision! Now scoot!
ME: nods
End part 2
I ended up skiving dinner even though I was starved. I was thinking/obsessing too much. Last time I'd seen her, she was blazing mad which was kind of hot in hot way. And not just because she's most likely running at 100 degree temp. these days like me. Girl was...
MM-MM!
Man! I had to see her. Or else I might make myself go crazy. I had to see what was wrong and why she had been so mad. Although, it was partly my fault...I'm sure she hated the news...and surprise...she never especially loved surprises...socked me over the head for giving her one once...a surprise...
Just go, Quil!
Gah! Talking to myself...not a good sign.
I sighed and heaved myself up from my creaky bed. Was I that heavy already? Oh well. I was a meat and meat kind of guy.
Fastest way to get to...her house without being detected...hmm. Human and not out the front door.
Ah.
Window.
And on foot.
Gooo-oood plan.
-Creak!-
Whoa.
That was not my window.
Oh.
Door.
My mother's face poked in my room. She stared at me, one leg planted safely on the floor while the other was stuck through the window resting on air.
She then looked up, and she was short so it was a long way up, at my face. I couldn't read an expression on her face. It was blank. Though I'm sure she could read the emotions playing evilly across mine...
Then, miraculously, thank God, she smiled.
"Choice number one, huh."
She nodded to herself murmuring, "Good, good.", and exited my room slowly.
-Phew-
I exhaled a breath I didn't even know I was holding before, albeit shakily, I jumped out of my bedroom window.
Normal person: Suicide.
Me: Piece of "living" cake.
Now it was up to me to figure out what the hell I was going to say while I ran the familiar path to my obsession, my best friend, my, secret?, crush...
My Alix.
No one's POV
Alix closed her eyes and shut her mouth, willing herself not to stare or scream as she knew she was about to do. That would allow chaos to ensue and in turn have her and Quil under adult supervision until they were thirty.
Alix heard Quil grunt as he yanked his other leg in through her window. She prayed that he didn't break or crack it with his large size. But noooo, being a wolf also allows you to be silent and graceful.
Hmph.
Quil turned to face the blind and mute Alix with a smile.
"Hey Al." He greeted her like this was an every-stinkin'-day occurence between the two of them.
And the fact that she just wanted to melt because of his voice...
Alix's eyes snapped open.
"Why are you here? Why the window? What's wrong Quil?" Alix threw at him in rapid succession.
Quil shrugged and AGAIN rubbed the back of his head.
"To see you. Door's no fun. Dunno." Quil answered without batting a lash.
Nice.
Alix crossed her arms, successfully yanking her ear buds out at the same time. This was an interesting situation...wonder what goes next...
"Quil..."
"Look..."
They stared at each other for a heartbeat.
Then they burst out laughing together, at each other, with each other.
"Ahh...Quil. You lunatic! Who does that? Climb through a window in the middle of the day?! What's your deal?" Alix finally said to him. She was treading unsure waters here. It wasn't like Quil to pull a Jake and go all duh-duh on her.
Quil walked over to her desk and pulled out the chair to sit. He faced her, sitting on the chair the wrong way.
"Alright, Al, you've caught me." He paused.
Alix's eyes were sparkling. She enjoyed finding out secrets...and this sounded...
"I was worried when you went off like that basically because of what I said...and Jake told me you might run away as a wolf-girl forever." Quil mumbled.
-SMACK!-
Quil rubbed FOR A REASON the back of his now stinging head.
"Ow." He whimpered.
Alix didn't care. She was steaming...again. She knew she shouldn't have told that dummy anything! Not one thing could be kept secret around him...
Alix balled her hands into fists. "'Scuse me while I go take care of something..."
Before Quil could protest, she was outta there.
Quil silently shot out after her. He caught up to her, she wasn't going fast.
He grabbed her around the waist, effectively making her freeze and halt simultaneously.
"Wait Alix. If you scream at Jake now, he'll know I'm here. Then that leads to involving the 'rents and I really don't want to go into that, do you?" His warm, well sweltering, breath tickled her ear.
Mmm...chocolate...Alix thought, dazed.
What?! No!
Alix quickly wrenched herself out of Quil's grasp and sprinted back into her room. Once she had thought about it...yeah, involving the fam about this wasn't the best plan right now with her being all melancholy and ho-ho.
Quil softly shut the door closed, looking down at the floor, thinking.
Oh man. She is so...her stomach's toned, I can tell. She was so delicate though...and so close to me...
Alix slid her eyes stealthily towards Quil who was hyperventilating in the closed doorway.
She could hear his heart pounding fast like a hummingbird's.
"Listen to it fly..." She murmured.
Quil looked up, grinning sheepishly. He heard it too. So embarrassing.
Alix smiled back at him...deviously.
She...wanted to try...something.
Alix raised her hands above her head and stretched out her back, closing her eyes slowly.
"Mmmmm..." She sighed as if she were tired.
She heard his heart beat faster.
She cracked open an eyelid slightly to see his reaction.
His eyes were pinned on her.
She closed her eyes again, fighting a blush.
She put her arms down and turned around. She wanted to pick something up off the floor...an old CD...
Alix bent over and searched for the CD while she listened to Quil's heart trot in double time.
She had to fight the urge to laugh as she stood up again with the victorious CD in her left hand.
"Found it!" Alix chirped brightly.
Quil bit his lip and forced himself to stay still in his spot. He couldn't go near her.
"Erm...you were saying?" Alix lead on, trying to get rid of the boring silence bog.
Quil cleared his throat. "Huh?" Only, it still came out as a squeak.
Alix's eyes flashed. How she wanted to laugh!
"Why the heck are you here? Mrs. Claire kick you out yet?"
Quil frowned. "Sort of...but I came here to talk to you."
Alix nodded. When Quil didn't speak she gestured for him to continue. "And...?"
"I really care about you Allie, and when you left all angry and upset I worried. It was just...eating at me to know I made you feel that way and I wanted to make sure you really weren't freaking running away from me. And I...I'd run after you and beg you to come back or for me to run with you because I'd...I'd...I'd go crazy with missing you, which I know sounds kind of corny to you and to me to but that's how I can explain this the best way I can and if you don't feel the same then that's cool because I still want to be friends though it'd be awk..."
Alix clapped a hand over his blabbering mouth.
"Shut. Up. Quil." Only she said this with a smile.
"Mm-hm." Quil mumbled behind her tiny hand.
Alix laughed at him and removed her hand.
"So I..."
Alix stared at him.
"Shuttin'." Quil cheerfully obliged, quite sure that his face was an offensive red.
Which Alix thought was cute.
Alix opened her mouth. Then closed it.
Oh no. She was mute again.
Really, she had no idea what to say to him...he just bared his, er, soul out to her and she rewards him with silence? If that didn't break his spirit...
Alix closed her eyes, not wanting to see his expression after this.
"Quil, this is a lot to process even though you've just confirmed a lot of stuff and of course I still want to be friends and I love how brave you were about that and all and I'm just going to have to think and it might take some time to download this in my brain..."
Alix's eyes flashed open.
Quil's hand was covering her mouth.
Quil grinned at her, eyes bright.
"Sorry, but it was really my turn."
Alix was ready to bite him.
Sensing this, Quil let his hand drop quickly and continued.
"But no, take all the time you need, really. I have no...qualms with that. I'm Qualm-free Quil. Ha."
Alix examined his smiling face. She could detect no lie from him.
"You sure? I didn't mean to hurt your..."
Quil waved his hands nonchalantly. "No no, it's fine. I know I was totally unexpected. Won't happen...soon, let's just say that. Might take me awhile to find that courage and pure gall again."
They both laughed.
Alix looked at him again while they laughed at the sheer impossibility of it all.
A:If possible, I might like him more now than before.
Q:Wow, she's hot when she's confused. Might be in...
A:It couldn't be...?
Q & A:LOVE.