{{Charlotte's POV.}}
Morning sunlight sprinkled my face. I groaned and rolled over.
Thud.
"Oh!" I had forgotten that I fell asleep on the couch. I sat up rubbing my head.
Someone chuckled behind me. I looked up to see my dad standing in the kitchen doorway.
"Seems like you forgot you were on the couch."
"Yeah, I did." I slowly untangled myself from the blanket. "Hey, did Seth leave last night? I mean did Jacob come back and take him home?"
He had already gone back into the kitchen. "No. Jacob was a little busy, so I took him home."
"Oh." I went into the kitchen looking for something to eat. I grabbed a granola bar.
"You're up early this morning."
"Hmmm."
"So what are you doing today?"
I shrugged. "Decorating? I didn't have time to do it yesterday."
He nodded. "While you and Seth were out yesterday, Jake and I picked up a few things." He gestured outside. "In the truck there is some paint for your room. There is also a delivery truck coming by later to deliver your new bed. Didn't you say you wanted a circular bed when we moved? Anyway, I thought you would like this one. It sits on a platform. It also comes with a few matching dressers."
"Thanks."
"Well, I guess that's all."
I noticed that he was dressed. "Wait, where are you going so early in the morning?"
"Out."
"Where?"
He was standing at the open door. He smiled. "Don't worry. You won't be here alone much longer. An hour or two at the most."
"Huh? Why?"
"I'm sure Seth will be coming by in a while."
"What do you mean?"
He shrugged ignoring my question. "Don't wait up for me. I'll be gone all day. Enjoy the peace." He closed the door after himself.
I was all alone in my house. I guess I should start painting before the delivery truck comes. I paused. I think he took the truck.
I opened the door and stepped outside. He was already gone. Crap. I looked around and noticed that there were cans stacked on the ground. Well at least he left them here. I took my time taking them inside one by one.
Since I had hardwood in my room, I didn't worry about laying down anything. I opened all the cans of paint. Blue, black, and green. At least he got my color choices right.
I started to paint the walls black. I had an idea to paint them with blue and green polka dots. It took me a few hours to realize how it was going to paint the polka dots.
"Crap. I don't suppose he bought any tape either." I grabbed my keys and wallet and headed for the door.
"Oh, wait. I didn't change yet." I looked down at my rumpled jeans and t- shirt. "Maybe a quick shower."
I raced upstairs to shower and change quickly. As I reached the bottom stairs with my keys and wallet, brushing my hair, there was a knock at the front door. I peeked through the peephole to find Seth standing there. So Dad was right. He did come.
I opened the door to let him in. "Hey."
"Hey." He took at quick look over me. "Going out somewhere?"
"Yes, I am actually. I need to pick up a few things for my room."
"Oh. Can I tag along? I mean if that's okay with you. Or I can just hang out here."
"Oh, I don't mind." I stepped outside. We piled into my car.
"Oh. You wouldn't happen to know where you could get tape for painting do you? And I might as well get curtains… And maybe a few chairs and a table for the upstairs room." I frowned. "Well do you know where there is a good shopping place? I guess that would take care of a lot of things on my list." Even though I was making the list as I go…
"Port Angeles. I'm sure you can find most of what you're looking for there."
"Okay. Uh, how do I get there?"
He laughed. "Just follow the signs out of Forks. I'll direct you if you're going wrong."
I nodded and pulled out slowly. "If we get lost, I'm holding you personally responsible."
"We won't get lost. Trust me."
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We arrived in Port Angeles almost an hour later.
"Told you we wouldn't get lost."
We walked from store to store. I found everything that I was looking for but the curtains.
"It shouldn't be this hard to find."
"Actually we did find some."
I sighed. "Yeah, but I didn't like them."
"Picky picky."
"That's what you get for going shopping with a girl."
He grinned. "I have an older sister. I'm used to it."
"I bet she drags you everywhere."
He shrugged. "Not really. I have better things to do."
"Like hang out with me? I must be boring you."
"No. It's okay. I don't mind at all. It's better than being with my sister, Leah."
"Why?"
"Let's just say she can get a little depressing sometimes."
"Oh. I wish I had a sibling sometimes."
He snorted. "I wish I could get rid of Leah sometimes."
"Oh, come on. She can't be that depressing. I'm sure she's just going through some rough times."
"If you call a few years a 'rough time' then sure."
"A few years?"
He sighed. "It's boyfriend issues."
"Aw, Seth, every girl is going to have boyfriend issues." I thought about Drake. I haven't talked to him in days. Maybe I should call him later.
"Everyone it seems but you."
"What are you trying to say? That I'm not capable of having a boyfriend," I laughed.
"You have a boyfriend?" I noticed he stopped a few steps behind.
"Um, yes." His face seemed to fall. "What?"
He blinked at me and shook his head. "Nothing." He continued to walk. He was taking longer strides than before. What was wrong with him?
"Hey, wait, slow down." He stopped abruptly and I ran into his back. I stepped back a few steps to gain my balance. I looked back at him to find that he was shaking a little. "Seth what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing. It's just…we haven't found everything that you are looking for." He kept his back turned to me. "We should probably keep looking." He began walking again, still taking long strides. I had to practically run to catch up with him.
What's wrong with him? Why is he acting weird all of a sudden?
I didn't dare to ask anything. I just tried to keep pace with him and stayed quiet.