Jamaican Sunshower: Okay, funny thing happened! I pretty much had this chapter written up and ready to go, but was questioning whether or not to post it because I hadn't gotten any feedback on the last chapter. Then, as I was checking my email, I saw I had a review from someone that said "keep going, you're doing great" and that review alone gave me push I needed to post this up. I give a big thanks for Eclipselover! Thank you for your support! So here ya go! Chapter three of Save Me From Myself. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Do not own Twilight.

Save Me From Myself

Chapter 3: The Bonfire

"Sammy, you be careful! Watch out for your sister!"

"Okay!"

Sian sat back down on the wooden bench as she watched little Sammy and Letty run around the park, climbing on the wooden fortress and sliding down the metal slide. Other small children joined them in their fun as their mothers sat down on benches like the one Sian was occupying and watched them go crazy. The crystal-eyed girl sighed as she leaned her head back against the wooden backing of the bench, staring up at the gray, cloudy sky.

"Wow…been here for a whole two weeks and it's still cloudy as a swamp," she mumbled to herself, watching darker clouds float in front of lighter clouds.

Sian and her siblings have indeed been in La Push for a full two weeks now, the three children getting quite comfortable with living in their grandmother's house. They had gotten a tour of the town, as quick as it was considering how small it was, and even got to go out to Forks, the alternate universe to La Push. It was almost exactly the same only everyone in Forks was pale instead of tan. Big whoop there. Anyway, despite the Carver siblings being in La Push for two weeks, exactly 14 days, Sian hadn't met anybody else since the day she had met Quil, Emily, and Sam. Sure she got to see Emily at least once more, but that's only because Grandma Margaret had gone back to buy some clothes for herself and dragged Sian with her. Other than that, nothing. She hadn't even seen Quil since that day! All she's been doing is going to the park almost everyday to let Sammy and Letty run around and go crazy.

"New friendship…easy come, easy go I guess," she mumbled before jumping slightly at the sound of a thump and a cry.

She snapped her head forward before gasping when she saw little Sammy standing over a little girl who was on the ground crying near the bridge of the fortress. Sian jumped up and ran over to them, pulling Sammy away from the little girl as she knelt down to study her.

"Sammy, what did you do?" Sian asked him sternly, helping the little girl sit up.

"Clair!"

Sian looked up at the familiar voice, her eyes landing on the form of Quil as he ran over to where she was, falling to his knees as he looked at the little girl in a panic.

"What's wrong, Clair? What happened?" he asked frantically, taking the crying girl into his arms.

The little girl, Clair, sniffed and wiped her eyes before replying, "He pushed me."

"Gasp! Sammy, that's not nice to do!" Sian immediately reprimanded the boy.

"I just-I didn't mean to push her! It's just the creepy was going to get her!" Sammy replied.

"The creepy? What's the creepy?" Quil questioned, looking around the park for signs of perhaps a creepy man that was trying to pick up little kids.

"What creepy, Sammy?" Sian asked her little brother.

"The creepy, Shian, the creepy!" Sammy replied, putting his hand to his mouth and sucking on his wrist.

Sian moved his hand and urged him on; "What creepy, Sammy? You have to tell me what it is. What is it? Show me."

Sammy lifted a little finger and pointed towards the bridge of the fortress, Sian and Quil following the direction. At first, she didn't see anything, but after looking really hard, she soon spotted what the little four year old meant to be a 'creepy'.

"A spider? Is that the creepy, Sammy?" Sian asked as she stared at the brown insect dangling from a web.

All Sammy did was nod his head and look at his older sister apologetically, "I sowwy, Shian."

"Oh, I know you're sorry, buddy, but you need to tell her that," Sian responded, pointing to the little girl in Quil's arms."

"Sowwy little girl," Sammy repeated, rubbing his eyes as tears started to form.

"Clair, what do you say?" Quil urged the little girl, looking at her expectedly.

"I eccept your apowogy," Clair replied, a smile on her face.

Sian smiled at the toddler, turning to give Sammy a kiss on his cheek before she became serious again, looking around the park with shifty blue eyes.

"Sammy…where's Letty?" she asked after a moment, Quil, Clair, and Sammy looking around for the other toddler as well.

"Aaaahhhh!"

Sian jumped for the second time that day as a familiar voice screamed out, followed by crying. She turned towards the fortress and gasped in frantic panic as the sight of little Letty with her stuck between the bars of the fortress registered in her mind.

"Oh my god, Letty!" she cried, jumping up and running towards the little girl, Quil close behind her.

A few minutes later- after a bit of pulling, tugging, wiggling, crying, and soothing- the two teenagers and the three toddlers found themselves sitting at a park table, Clair cradled in Quil's arms and a crying Letty cradled in Sian's arms as Sammy sat between them, mindlessly playing with the holes on the surface of the wooden bench.

"It's okay. You're okay, Letty. It's okay," Sian chanted, rocking the little girl back and forth as Letty laid her head on her sister's chest, tears drying on her cheeks as she stared at nothing.

Quil watched the two for a moment, sighing and shaking his head humorously; "Is she going to be okay? That was pretty scary," he commented.

"Yeah, she'll be fine. She's just a little shaken up is all," Sian answered, gently stroking Letty's cheek.

"Hmm," Quil hummed before looking down at Clair who was now occupying herself with Sammy, playing whatever imaginary game it was he was playing.

"So, that's the little girl you take care of, huh? She's cute," Sian said, looking at Clair.

"Yeah, this is Clair. She's Emily's niece," Quil replied, smiling down at the little girl.

Sian merely smiled and nodded, giving Letty a kiss on her forehead as the toddler began to move around a little bit. She lifted her head with her fist to her mouth, peering down at her older brother and immediately wanting to join in the mindless game he was playing with Clair. Sian chuckled as she let her little sister sit with the other children, watching them with fond eyes before Quil addressed her again.

"So, how do you like La Push so far? Having fun?" he asked her, smiling kindly.

"As much fun as I'll have while staying on a little reservation that doesn't even have a movie theater," Sian replied with a sarcastic smile.

Quil laughed at her sarcasm, "Yeah, I know we don't have much to offer, but it's a nice place with nice people."

"And horrible weather," the crystal-eyed girl added.

"Hahaha! Yeah, that too…okay, I can't take this anymore!" Quil suddenly exclaimed, pointing at Sian, "I have to ask! Your eyes!"

"Here it comes," Sian muttered to herself, placing her chin in the palm of her hand.

"I'm sorry if you've been asked this a hundred times, but I have to know. How did that happen? I mean, it's not really common for someone of…your…race to have eyes as blue as yours are! Is it a family trait, maybe passed down to every daughter of the family or something? Then again, maybe not cuz Letty doesn't have blue eyes, but seriously, what's the deal?"

Sian waited patiently for Quil to quit his prattling before smiling slowly and tapping the corners of her eyes, "It's a deformity."

"…A what?"

"A deformity. Long story short, my eyes never turned brown like they were supposed to," Sian answered with a shrug.

Quil nodded his head, "That's awesome! I like it!"

"Wow, you would be the first. No one has ever really liked my eyes. People say they make me look crazy or deranged or just plain weird."

"Well, I don't think you look weird and I bet other people here would actually like your eyes and you can meet them tonight! There's going to be a bonfire down by the beach tonight and a bunch of us teens are going to be there. Why don't you come? You can meet all the other kids and make a few friends," Quil suggested, his eyes kind and hopeful.

Sian's eyes, however, looked doubtful; "Eh…I don't know, Quil. I'm not comfortable with bringing Sammy and Letty to a bonfire with a bunch of teenagers," she responded, frowning at the idea.

"Well, can't your grandma watch them? Just for the night?" Quil pressed, urging for a yes.

"I can't do that to her, that's too much," Sian immediately shot down the suggestion, shaking her head.

"Oh, come on, Sian, your grandma loves those kids and I'm sure she would love for you to get out and meet kids your own age."

"…"

"Please?" Quil pleaded, clasping his hands together and looking at her with puppy dog eyes, "You'll have a good time, I promise!"

"…I don't know," Sian replied, starting to crack but trying to hold on to some reason to say no, "I don't even have a ride."

"I'll pick you up and take you home afterwards," Quil replied instantly.

Sian looked at him with narrowed eyes, "You just have all the answers, don't you?"

"Can I take that as a yes?" the young man pressed with an excited smile.

Sian didn't get a chance to answer as the sound of a car horn honking made her turn her head to the parking lot of the park. There, she saw her grandmother's SUV waiting there, the elderly woman waving at her grandchildren from within the car. Sian got up and took Letty in her arms, Sammy getting down to walk next to his sisters.

"Let me ask my grandmother first, okay?" Sian replied reluctantly, rolling her eyes, "Let me at least get permission before I just drop the kids off on her."

"No problem! Totally understand! But here," Quil reached out and pulled Sian's free arm towards him, taking out a pen and writing a series of numbers on her skin, "This is my cell number. Call me or text me when you get an answer okay?"

Sian looked at the number on her arm for a moment before replying, "Okay, thanks Quil. See you later."

With that last good bye, Sian and her siblings made their way to Grandma Margaret's car, the older sister strapping her siblings in before climbing in herself. The older woman started the car and pulled out of the parking space, waving to Quil before she left the park and headed for home.

"So, did you guys have a good time at the park today?" the elderly lady asked her grandchildren with a smile.

"It was okay. Sammy pushed a little girl over and Letty got her head stuck," Sian answered, looking out the window.

"Oh my goodness! Is she alright?" Grandma Margaret cried, looking in her rearview mirror at Letty who was playing with her shoes, unaware of her grandmother's worried look.

"She's fine, grandma," Sian reassured her, "and the little girl was fine too. Apparently she was Emily's niece, Clair? Quil was taking care of her today."

"Oh, so that's why he was there today," Grandma Margaret replied slyly, nodding her head slowly.

"Please don't make it into something it's not," Sian dead-panned, narrowing her eyes as she stared out the window.

"I'm not, I'm not," Grandma Margaret replied with a smile before the numbers on Sian's arm caught her attention, "So, I see he gave you his number."

"Hmm? Oh yeah, he did. Said to text him later when I have an answer."

"An answer? An answer to what?" Grandma Margaret questioned, looking at her granddaughter curiously.

Sian looked down at the armrest on the door, fiddling with the doorknob, "Um…he invited me to a bonfire on the beach tonight with a bunch of other kids my age. Said it would give me a chance to make some friends."

"And I agree," the elderly lady replied.

"…Excuse me?" Sian asked after a moment's pause.

"I think Quil is right. I think you should go out and meet some kids your age, make some new friends. It will be good for you."

Sian was silent, stunned actually, with her mouth hanging open, "…So…you're saying I should go then?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying," Grandma Margaret responded with a smile on her face.

"But what about Sammy and Letty?" the crystal-eyed girl continued, giving her grandmother the same excuses that she gave Quil in order to avoid going.

"I'll watch them, darling! We'll play games, do some arts and crafts, and when they're tired I'll get them ready for bed! It's not biggie!" the older woman answered easily.

"But grandma-"

"Sian, sweetheart, listen to me," Grandma Margaret cut her off, putting a hand on her knee, "you need to go out and have some fun every now and then. For the past two weeks you've done nothing but stay in the house and play mother with Sammy and Letty. You need to take some time for you."

The teen girl looked at her grandmother, uncertainty riddling her mind.

"Sian, go to the bonfire. Have fun and just be a teenager. You don't stay young forever, trust me," Grandma Margaret finished, chuckling at her double meaning.

Sian remained silent, opting for just staring out the window as the green scenery rushed past them. Within no time, they were back at Grandma Margaret's house, all three children and the elderly lady in piling into the kitchen as she went about taking things out for lunch.

"Now then, who's hungry for some sandwiches?" Grandma Margaret asked, looking at Sammy and Letty.

"Me! Me! Me!" the toddlers exclaimed, both of them putting their hands up.

Grandma Margaret and Sian both giggled at the children, the teenager getting up to help her grandmother prepare lunch only to be swatted away and practically kicked out of the kitchen.

"No, no, I got it, Sian. You need to go and call Quil to let him know that you're going to the bonfire," the elderly woman said, turning her back to her granddaughter.

"What?" the teen cried in surprise.

"You heard me, young lady, no march!" Grandma Margaret ordered, trying to look stern though failing as a playful smile spread across her face.

Sian merely shook her head before begrudgingly making her way into the den for some privacy. She flopped onto the black couch with a heavy sigh, taking out her phone and inputting the numbers from her arm into the device. She stared at the number for a minute or two, sighing through her nose and rolling her eyes before she decided to just send a text instead of calling the Quilette teen.

To: Quil

Hey Quil, it's Sian. R u there?

Sian sent the message and dropped her phone onto the couch next to her, waiting for his reply. Almost immediately she heard a ding as a message had already arrived.

From: Quil

I'm here. Dat was quick. So, wats the final verdict?

Sian sighed before typing her reply and sending it.

To: Quil

It's a yes

Ding!

From: Quil

Gr8! So I'll pick u up at 7, ok?

To: Quil

Fine by me

Ding!

From: Quil

Awesome! C u then! =]

Sian stared at the message for a moment longer before sighing and slipping her cell back into her pocket. She sat there in silence for a bit, staring up at the ceiling, unmoving, just thinking.

'This better be worth it,' she thought to herself, looking towards the doorway as her grandmother's voice called out to her.

"Sian, your lunch is ready!"

"Okay grandma!" Sian answered, standing up and making her way into the kitchen where Sammy and Letty were seated on stools, both greedily gobbling down PB&J sandwiches with slices of apples and some water.

"So, is Quil coming to pick you up or do you need a ride?" Grandma Margaret asked as Sian took a seat at the kitchen island with her siblings.

"He's picking me up. He said he'll be here at 7," the teen replied, taking a bite of her own PB&J.

"That's good! You'll have so much fun, baby girl, I'm sure of it!" Grandma Margaret chirped, patting Sian's arm affectionately.

The blue-eyed girl gave her grandmother a strained smile only to drop it and roll her eyes as soon as the elderly woman's back was turned. Sammy and Letty didn't miss the action, both giggling when they saw it.

The day came and went and soon it was nearly 7 o'clock. Sian waited in the den for Quil to arrive, drawing pictures with her brother and sister in order to pass the time. Thinking it might be a little chilly at the beach, she had adorned herself in a pair of black, skinny jeans, black, blue, and gray high-top Sketchers, a light blue, baby-tee underneath a gray jacket. Yes, she was going to a bonfire, but still, it was going to be at the beach and the heat could only reach so far.

Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong!

At the sound of the doorbell ringing, Grandma Margaret went to answer it, smiling warmly as the vision of Quil became apparent.

"Well, good evening, Quil," she greeted the youth kindly.

"Hi, Ms. Jackson. Is Sian ready?" Quil asked, returning the warm smile she was giving him.

"She sure is! Sian, Quil is here!" Grandma Margaret called into the house.

A moment later, after she said good-bye to Sammy and Letty with a kiss, Sian appeared in the doorway, giving Quil an uneasy smile, "Hey."

"Hey! Ready to go?" Quil asked her, smiling excitedly.

Sian cocked her head to the side as she presented herself, "As ready as I'll ever be, I guess."

"Cool. Let's go then. Bye Ms. Jackson!"

"Bye grandma."

"Bye kids! Have fun and be safe!" the elderly lady bid to the two teens, watching from the doorway as they jumped into Quil's red car and took off into the night.

Sian stared out the window at the passing scene, something she finds herself doing a lot now, bouncing her knee anxiously as they made their way towards the beach. Quil noticed her nervousness and chuckled, patting her hand reassuringly.

"Hey, you don't need to be so nervous. They'll all love you, I'm sure of it," he said comfortingly, earning a scoff of disagreement.

"Yeah right. You don't even love me," she shot back, starting to bite on her nails out of habit.

Quil was about to retort to her comment before he stopped to think about it, finding that she was indeed right. He didn't really love her, but he did like her to some extent, so that meant something.

"Okay, they'll be accepting of you. Is that better?" he revised his original statement sarcastically, smiling at the teen girl next to him.

Sian looked at him with a roll of her eyes before she let out a giggle and shook her head, "Yeah, that's a lot better…thanks, Quil, for inviting me out and all."

The young man merely shrugged his shoulders as he kept his eyes on the road, a goofy smile on his face, "Hey, no problem! What are friends for?"

Sian was so close to retorting to that, to correcting him actually, but decided against it. If he wanted to think that they were friends, then who was she to tell him otherwise. Besides, in time, they could actually be really good friends, all she had to do was wait. The rest of the car ride went by in a comfortable silence, Sian delving back into her state of anxiety as they neared the beach with each passing mile. 15 minutes later finds our two teens pulling up into a parking space at the La Push Beach, the flames of a fire glowing farther on the sand. Quil and Sian exited the car and began to make their way towards the flames and the group surrounding them.

"Well look who finally decided to show up!" a boy from the group cracked once Sian and Quil reached them.

The crystal-eyed teen immediately assessed the 7 teenagers before her, 5 boys and 2 girls, all of which were looking from Quil to her and back again curiously. Sian looked around at all of them, her eyes landing on the familiar face of the tall, shorthaired boy from two weeks ago. He was sitting on a log to the left of where she was standing, a smile on his face as he looked at her with warm eyes, the look making her avert her eyes to the group again.

Quil rolled his eyes and grinned at the boy before saying, "Whatever! I was just picking up a new friend!"

Here, all eyes averted to Sian as Quil introduced her to everyone, "Guys, this is Sian Carver, Ms. Jackson's granddaughter. Sian, meet my friends. That's Paul, Jared, Embry, Kim, Embry's girlfriend, Jacob, Leah and Seth, Leah's younger brother."

Sian looked everyone over, nodding her head in acknowledgement and saying, "Nice to meet you."

The 7 teens didn't say anything, they just continued staring at her, scrutinizing her with curious gazes. Sian started to fidget under their stares, averting her eyes to the sand beneath her feet, to the flames of the fire, to the waves of the ocean and back again. Quil clicked his tongue and looked at his friends disapprovingly.

"Seriously, you guys? Staring is not nice, especially if you're staring at someone new. Look how uncomfortable you're making her," he chastised, putting his arm around the nervous teen.

"No need to put me in the spot light anymore than I already am," she muttered as she looked off to the side, heat crawling up her neck at all the attention she was given.

"How can we not stare at her? The girl's got blue eyes. What can of black person has blue eyes?" the one named Paul questioned, smirking at Quil and Sian.

"What kind of Indian teen is shorter than a 12 year old?" Sian immediately shot back, her defenses kicking in.

All the other teens were silent for a few, agonizing moment, making the blue-eyed teen feel as if she had crossed some line and started preparing herself to make a run for it. However, the tension was broken as they all started laughing, Jared and Embry punching Paul in the shoulder playfully as Jacob clapped his hands, Kim giggled to herself, and Leah and Seth pointed at the shorter male. Paul scowled at all of them, rolling his eyes and shrugging his friends off as he looked at the ground.

"You totally deserved that, man, you really did!" Jared howled with laughter.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. That was a cheap shot," Paul grumbled indignantly.

"No, that was a short shot!" Quil cracked, slapping his knee before turning to Sian, "Good one! That was a good one!"

Sian gave something close to a half smile, the corners of her mouth just barely tugging up as Quil took a seat on the log to his right with Leah and Seth. This left the blue-eyed, ebony girl to stand there awkwardly, watching as all the other teens continued picking on Paul. She jumped slightly when she felt something tap her hand, looking down to see Jacob looking back at her with a kind smile.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked her.

Sian just stared at him, feeling a slight shudder run up her spine at the sound of his deep, rich voice, and replied, "Um…yeah. Yeah, I'm fine… thanks."

Jacob's smiled got bigger as he scooted over on the log, patting the empty space next to him and said, "Here, sit down. Don't just stand there."

The girl looked around again, biting her lower lip before she cautiously took a seat next to the short haired, muscular teen, although she pretty much stayed on the edge of the log. Jacob chuckled at the action, looking at her with sparkling brown eyes.

"Why you sitting so far away? Are you afraid of me?" he asked jokingly.

"I don't know. Should I be?" Sian shot back, keeping her guard up.

She received a playful smile as an answer to her question; "Naw, you got nothing to be afraid of. I wouldn't hurt anyone that didn't deserve it."

"Hmm," Sian hummed, looking him up and down, "I guess I'll have to just take your word for it."

"I guess so," Jacob said humorously, another rumbling chuckle leaving his lips.

Sian merely stared at him, watching his facial features as the light from the fire danced across his russet skin. She wasn't going to lie on this one, he was pretty handsome, but that's what made her cautious. The handsome ones were always the ones with an agenda and she hated that.

"So," he started after a moment of silence, his brown eyes boring into her blue ones, "Where did you move from?"

"Out of state," she replied, staring at the fire herself.

"Um…okay? What state?" Jacob pushed.

Crystal blue eyes raised up to meet dark brown as she replied, "California."

"Woah, all the way out there huh?" Jacob whistled, staring at the flames too.

"Yup…so far away," Sian responded, playing with the dolphin ring on the middle finger of her left hand.

Jacob watched her as she absently twiddled her fingers, smiling at her cautiousness and the way she guarded herself with her answers around him. She was most likely the same way around other people, too, telltale signs that she had secrets to hide and was being really careful on keeping them. The young man found her very interesting, very quiet, very funny and very…beautiful. He wanted to know her, wanted to know her secrets so he could tell her that everything was going to be okay.

"So, how do you like La Push so far? Is it fun enough for you yet?" he asked in a playful manner.

"…It's peaceful and safe, a good place for Sammy and Letty to be, I guess," Sian answered after staring into the fire for a few seconds more before raising her head to look into his brown eyes.

Jacob perked at the two new names that left her lips, "Sammy and Letty?"

"My little brother and sister. They came with me out here," Sian reiterated.

"Oh…what about your parents? They didn't come with you too?"

"No," was the simple answer as the blue-eyed girl's stare became distant.

"Oh…" Jacob replied lamely, trying to recover the conversation from the awkwardness of her answer, "Well…that's cool too! I mean, they let you come out here by yourself! They must really trust you!"

Sian didn't say anything as she stared at the ground this time, slowly raising her head and looking at Jacob with blank blue eyes as a forced smile made it's way to her lips.

"Yeah…sure…let's say that. My parents are cool and they trust me," she repeated in a sarcastic voice.

The tall young man couldn't find the breath to respond to her words, they were so chilling and full of…pain? Hate, maybe? It surprised him yet intrigued him all the same as well. Sian finally noticed his discomfort and gave a soft giggle while shaking her head.

"Oh man…sorry about that. It was uncalled for," she apologized, trying to wave it off.

Thankfully, Quil helped them get over the awkward moment by handing them a couple of long sticks and passed around a bag of large marshmallows. Sian's mood perked up a little, realizing that they were going to roast the marshmallows over the fire; this was a while new experience for her, roasting marshmallows over a real bonfire. This was something she's only seen on TV and it made her a little bit happier.

"Are these sticks clean?" she couldn't help but ask as she stared at her stick and then at the marshmallow, "I really don't want to die because my marshmallow was poisoned by a dirty stick."

Jacob laughed at her joke, taking her stick and stabbing the fluffy treat with the end of it, "You'll be fine, trust me. I've eaten a bunch of these things off of sticks and I'm still alive."

"Right…I'm going to laugh if you kill over tomorrow," was her playful reply.

Jacob pretended to be stabbed in the heart as he looked at her with a crestfallen look, "Madame…I am…shocked and appalled that you would say such a thing! Why, that hurt my pride as a man!"

Sian tried to fight, tried to fight with all her might, but in the end, she lost the battle as a humorous smile spread to her lips. Jacob watched her face closely, trying to see around her black, curly hair and laughed in victory when he saw her smile.

"Hah! I did it! I got you to smile!" he cheered, nudging her with his arm.

"Whatever. I'm only laughing because your face looks funny," she shot back, giggling into her hand.

"Okay, now that one really did hurt. Wow," Jacob said as he shook his head, Sian laughing out loud this time because she just couldn't hold it in.

Jacob reveled in her laughter, finding it to be as sweet as bells, just as he thought. The rest of the night went on without a hitch, Sian starting to feel more and more comfortable with the kids around her as they all joked and laughed and played around and ate roasted marshmallows, a treat Sian thoroughly enjoyed. She liked the personality of each person there: Paul making her laugh with his macho man attitude accompanied by his flirtatious ways, Jared with his sensibility, Embry with his witty remarks and sweet nature, Kim with her kindness and gentleness, Quil with his down to earth attitude, Leah with her strong personality, though that made Sian a little wary of her, and Seth with his playful manner. Jacob was someone that she felt especially welcomed with because he just had that sort of aura about him, very kind and warm. All in all, Sian was enjoying herself for the first time in long time with kids her own age. And she didn't feel bothered or threatened or tense in the least.

It was nearing midnight now and the flames of the bonfire were starting to die out, signaling to the teens that it was time to pack it in. The boys ran down to get some water from the ocean so they could put the fire out in one swoop while the girls began to gather all of their things.

"So, Sian, did you enjoy yourself?" Kim asked her with a sweet smile.

The smile was contagious as the blue-eyed girl gave her the same courtesy, "Yeah, it was fun. Everyone here is really nice."

"I'm glad. We hardly ever get new visitors and when we do, we try our best to make them feel welcomed," Kim replied, touching Sian's shoulder.

"And you are one NEW visitor," Leah teased as she walked past them, heading to the cars parked away from the shore.

Seth shook his head at his sister, addressing Sian with a smile as he said, "Don't mind her, she's a bit of a meanie sometimes, but she's cool. It was nice meeting you, Sian. I hope we can hang out again sometime."

The girl smiled and nodded her head as the young boy made his way towards the cars as well, the blue-eyed girl turning to Kim once again and saying, "I guess that's why my grandmother likes it here so much then."

The two girls giggled before they, too, made it over to the cars to wait for the boys. A few minutes later and several tries at trying to get the fire to stop coming back to life, the boys finally made joined the girls and Seth at the cars, each one piling into the respective rides to go home. Sian said good night to each one before stepping into Quil's car, said young man joining her a moment later.

"So, did you have fun Sian?" Quil asked her as he pulled out the parking lot in front of Jacob's Rabbit.

Sian looked behind her to Jacob, giggling as the young man waved at her from the driver's seat of his car, and then turned back around to face the front of answer Quil's question.

"Yeah…I did. Thanks for inviting me, Quil," she said gratefully, a smile on her face.

"Hey, no problem. Thanks for coming," he replied with a smile on his face as well, "It was fun having you there. Everyone pretty much likes you."

Sian didn't reply, she just smiled and turned back around to stare out the window, perfectly content with her night as they left behind the beach and wonderful memories of a fun night and new friends made.

'We are definitely going to be alright.'

End Chapter

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