"Can I help you?" A large boy in an old car pulled over to the side of the road where we were walking.
I opened my mouth to say "No, we are fine." but Angel tugged on my shirt first.
"He's part of the pack." She whispered to me, "I think he might be Embry-but I can't really tell, his mind is really loud."
I nodded curtly, before finishing my reply "Um yeah, we are looking for La Push." I wasn't going to sound stupid and straight out say we were looking for vampires and werewolves, but if Angel wasn't pulling my leg I owed this to them.
"I'm heading there now." the boy said, his skin was dark and creamy, while his hair was slightly sloppy but cut short. "I'd offer a lift, but this little car can't fit all...six...of you."
"That's fine, if you could just point the way, it'd be great." I tried to stay mature as I looked over the boys obviously well developed muscles, and super-model smile. My fight-or-flight was screaming to get away, adrenaline was fighting its way into my blood stream. Stupid Erasers, stupid childhood.
The boy pursed his lips. "Where are you heading to in La Push, the res is big?"
Iggy answered this one for me "Actually, we are looking for someone."
"Really?" The boy looked us over skeptically, as if he was catching on to our fan-kid plan.
"Yeah." Iggy cocked his head, and added umph to his word. "You would probably know them, but talking in the middle of Forks main road probably isn't a good idea."
The boy in the car rolled his eyes. "True." he admitted. "How about I drive slow, and when we get to LaPush we can talk and figure out were you need to go. Or what we have to do with you." the boy muttered under his breath.
The small old car started again, and at a snails pace pulled back onto the road and continued forward. We fallowed. I wondered what I had gotten myself into, and snuck a glance at Fang. His jaw was still set hard, his eyes still dark, hard, endless holes.
After walking for a good long stretch of time, the car jerked to a stop almost right after passing a sign reading 'LaPush Native American Reservation'. The boy drive climbed out of the car, and motioned for us to fallow him into a small, run down fishing hut.
I glanced around at my flock. Fang seemed the same as ever, Gazzy and Iggy didn't seem to hesitant, and the girls were anything but. So that left me wondering why a werewolf was leading us into a run-down fishing hut. With a shrug I tried to abandon my worries, at least long enough to myself I wasn't insane.
"So who are you looking for?" the boy asked once inside the fishing hut, as he pulled on the pull string light hanging from the ceiling.
I leaned up against a rusted medal wall, and looked around sizing it up. There were a couple of nets, and rusted poles, and the walls would be easy to kick down. No major threats. "Well," I started "we are looking for, uh, like..."
"Spit it out." The boy hissed his fist clenching.
"See we are..." I tried again, still not able to get the words out.
"You are what?" He demanded losing his patience. With my falcon sight I noticed the boy hunch a little, and become hairier on the edges, this put my already frayed nerves on alert.
"We are mutant birds from Itex labs in California, in search of other fictional characters that aren't that fictional." I managed to slur out as I reached for Iggy's had to tap it twice, to give him the warning sign.
I also glanced at Fang who was inching his way to Angel and Nudge, muscles tense, nerves visibly twitching. We were prepared for anything.
"Say what?" the boy asked, the hairy edges slowly becoming more visible as he struggled to keep his cool.
"We are mutants, avian-human hybrids, looking for the Cullen family." Angel answered fearlessly.
"Right." the boy tried to show mock disbelief although concern was etched on his features.
"Embry, right?" Angel asked sweatily.
He nodded solemnly as wolf features started to appear. Fang clutched Angels shoulder and pulled her back a little more.
"We mean no harm. We just wanted to meet, other corks of nature. We know your a werewolf, actually you are already morphing, and we know you aren't supposed to tell anyone, and we know a lot. We have seen so many cruelties of the world, we just wanted to see other outcast like us." Angel smiled angelically at the monster in front of her.
Embry took a deep breath, "Yeah. Uh great. How do you know who I am?" he was breathing deeply, and the wolf like features were beginning to retreat.
"I can read minds." Angel said plain as day.
I noticed Fang bend down and hiss something in her ear.
"Like Edward?" Embry asked.
I nodded for Angel. "Yes. Can you do us a favor and just point us to the Cullens?" I asked hoping we could get out of this sticky situation, werewolves I have decided make my skin crawl.
Embry's eyes opened wide. "I wish I could.," he said looking completely normal again, "but you have to talk to Leah, she is the only one around who knows. Jacobs with them, and Seth is out scoping now."
"Right, because there are two different packs." Nudge murmured under her breath.
"And Leah is?" I pressed.
"At the cafe'." Embry said.
"Great thanks." I said, stepping out of the terrifyingly small fishing hut.
"But-" Embry called after us "be careful, she has a temper, and a great dislike of fans who think they know her because of a few paragraphs by Meyer."
"Thanks for the heads up." Iggy waved in Embry's general direction.
From there we trudged mindlessly through the slushy snow. Eventually coming to a quaint cafe' with a large neon sign reading 'LaPush Breakfast Cafe'-best coffee in town, best food in town, only service in town', figuring this was the cafe' Embry was talking about, I walked up to the tinted doors, my family fallowing closely behind, and pushed them open.
Small jingle bells rang as we walked into the warm and cozy cafe'.
"Take a seat." A women who was in her mid-twenties, shouted at use from behind a counter where she was taking orders for the men sitting around the bar.
We acknowledged and looked around the charming cafe'. Most of the tables were small, an could only fit one or two people, in the corner there was on large booth with greenery patterned cushions. We walked over to this booth and took a seat.
Gazzy pulled a menu from the top of the stack, and started quietly reading it out to Iggy. Nudge and Angel were hiding behind another menu, while Fang looked skeptically at the stack, as if wondering if he really wanted to eat something. Grabbing my own off the stack, I took another, and slammed it into Fang's face.
"Eat." I whispered in his ear.
Wordlessly, Fang to opened the menu and rake through the many options of delicious looking and smelling foods. Eggs, scrambled with cheese, and different kinds of muffins, pancakes, and waffles, had their scents drifting into my nostrils, intoxicating my nearly empty stomach. Protein bars were simply not enough to dietary sustain a human-avian of my calebor, I have decided.
Tall girl with high cheek-bones,with short cropped hair walked over to our table "Do you know what you want to order?" She asked tightly.
I nodded, and the six of us gave our humongous order to the waitress. Normally at restaurants people give us looks when an eight year old orders three heart-attacks on a plate, and the six year old opts for two large pancake platters, three sides a bacon, two sides of sausage, and an extra large shake. Oddly this girl didn't even bat an eye just wrote down out orders and curtly turned on her heal to give the order into the kitchen.
A little while later the same girl came out carrying platters with our order. "Is there any other way I can help you?" She asked, ready to turn back on her heal, and return to the frenzy at the counter.
I was about ready to shake my head no, and begin to inhale my food, when I caught myself. "Actually yes." I said, my stomach muscles starting to tighten again.
"And how is that?" she asked, tapping her foot lightly.
"See we are looking for Leah." I said hesitantly.
The girls face stayed placed "And what makes you think you'll find her here?"
"A little bird told us." Fang muttered under his breath. Nudge kicked him promptly.
"Embry told us we could find you here." I said, hoping my nerves were not showing.
"Embry really?" her eyebrows raised just a bit.
I nodded, and saw Nudge out of the corner of my eye violently bob her head up and down. I became slightly worried that she'd get whip lash.
Without being invited she sat down at the end of our booth, next to Angel, who was concealing squeals.
"And why did my friend, Embry, send you to me?"
Iggy answered, "He said you'd know where the Cullens were."
"Maybe I do, why should I tell you?"
Ig grinned, "Because we asked?" he tried.
Leah shook her head.
"How bout we will blow you up if you don't tell." The Gasman said suppressing giggles of his own.
"You wouldn't." Leah pressed her lips together, sounding confident.
"No, Gazzy you wouldn't." I stepped in. "You might want to tell us because we are looking for them."
"Right," Nudge canoned off me "see, we are mutant avian-humans, from a science lab in California, and we have books written about us too. We were wanting to meet other famous book figure so some living people on the planet could sympathize with us, and London England is too far to fly, and I don't even know where we'd begin to look for Harry there."
If Nudge hadn't had such a straight face, I'm pretty sure she could easily of been sent to an insane asylum. I'm also pretty glad the kids hadn't decided to go search for witches and wizards, and Hogwarts. Although admittedly I myself do kind of want to kick butt in a quiditch match.
"Prove it." I had decided that I like Leah.
Angel looked at me asking if she could show her wings a little. With a nod from me, and a little bit of wiggling from her about five inches from the tip of her pure white wings was showing out from her jacket.
"Proved." Leah acknowledge, "Still tell me why I should."
"Because if they didn't actually care about finding the Cullen's we wouldn't be here." Fang hissed out beside me.
I nodded, "It means a lot to us, Fang is right we would not be sitting here in a cafe' in some reservation across the table from a werewolf if it didn't mean something to us."
"Got something against werewolves?" Leah asked, allowing herself to morph a little, for affect I think.
"Yes." I said tightly. "Bad experience you know? Like with lupine-human hybrids."
Leah's hair crested face retreated back to normal. "Oh."
"So will you help us?" Iggy asked.
Biting her lip, Leah thought for a second. "I guess."
A smile spread across my face, "Thanks."
"No problem." She said, starting to loosen up. "The Cullen's and Jacob are currently in Florida."
"Florida?" I asked, confirming. See I was under the impression that vampires lived where it was almost always cloudy so they wouldn't sparkle, so they could live normal inconspicuous lives.
"Yep." Leah smiled. "Dr. Fang works the night shift at Tampa Bay General Hospital, the one who looks like he's always mad works in their phyc. Ward, love lost Bella, and her mind-reader spend the day and nights playing with Nessie, and the love tripped go-lucky Jacob. What the model and big-guy do all day is a loss to me, and the future one, spends her days moping around and yelling at Jake, and nights hitting Miami's shopping district."
"You certainly know a lot about their wear-abouts." I commented.
"Soap opera in my head." Leah tapped her head.
I nodded.
"The bill will be on me." Leah said, getting up. "And werewolves aren't that bad are they?"
Before I could answer Leah walked away, and we began to scarf down our delectable food. Then we set off into the the cloud covered sky. Heading toward Florida, and another week of energy bars in the sky.
*Squeals* the Cullens are coming!!!
First off I would like to state how much I LOVE snow days.
Next I would like to say how amazed I am that so many people have read this story, and from there how many have review, favorited, and alerted. It is mind blowing, exspecially when it is taken into account how many Twilight stories are out there, it is amazing you were even able to find my little odd ball.
From there I would like to thank Zman135, hybrid x theory, goldenrose37, and vampiresandhorses4ev34 for your review. Again I also like thank vampiresandhorses4ev3r for the alert. You guys are all wonderful, and so is anyone else who is going to review-you all touch my heart in a very lame mushy geeky young writer type of way.
AND one more thing-anyone know how to spell Quidich-like the sport on broomsticks from Harry Potter? Its referenced in here, but I have NO IDEA as to how to freaking spell the darn sport.
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