Sorry I wasn't planning on ending this chapter here but I'm in a hurry. I probably won't be able to post all weekend but I'll have more up Monday. To answer KatieXCullen's question and to any of you who were wondering, Kaase ages and is only indestructible when he is in wolf form.

Chapter 62

The next Saturday Kaase arrived at my front door early, like five a.m. I leaned on the door frame, "Why are you here so early." I muttered half awake.

He grinned. "I told you last night I was taking you to meet my friends."

"But why at five a.m.?" I pouted.

"It's not that early, Leah."

"Says you." I walked back into my apartment. "Wait here while I get ready."

I retreated to my room and threw on the first clothes I found, luckily they ended up matching. I still was barely used to wearing so many clothes. I felt like I was walking around in a space suit. I pulled a hoodie on for good measure and went out to greet the morning. I pulled my hair in a pony tail, ecstatic that I finally could.

Kaase was standing at my window, hands in his jean pockets. He was wearing a grey carhartt sweatshirt and his camouflage 'Vanderzee Lumber' ball cap. He was also wearing cowboy boots instead of his usual steel-toed work boots. He turned and grinned at me, "You ready now?"

"Yes." I wrapped my arms around his waist and stood on my toes to kiss him on the lips.

"Mmmm, maybe we should stay home." He cocked a half smile, wrapping his arms around me.

"Won't your friends be disappointed?" I laughed.

He sighed. "I guess I should quit bailing out on them."

"Bailing out?" I frowned. "Have you been ditching them to hang out with me?"

He laughed. "Guilty. They'll get over it though." He removed his arms and grabbed my hand. "Let's go."

I followed him downstairs and out to the truck. In the bed was an ATV that I went with him to pick up from his parent's house last night. He had refrained from telling me what we were going to do with it though.

As he pulled out of the lot I asked, "Are you finally going to tell me what we're going to do today?"

He smiled with a smug look on his face. "Nope," He replied, popping the p. "I will tell you though that we might not use the ATV since the weather isn't very warm."

"You're not making any sense, you know that right?" I crossed my arms, disappointed.

"Yeah," he laughed.

"Will you at least tell me where we're going?" I prodded.

"We're going to my cousin Dale's house." He said nothing further. We drove mostly in silence the ride there which I didn't mind. I sat in the middle, his free arm around me. I watched as the houses got farther apart and miles of woodland filled the spaces between the houses. Finally Kaase put on his turn signal and pulled into a driveway. The house was older with a wraparound porch and white siding. Behind it was a large pole barn and an empty field. I saw about five people out in the field.

Kaase pulled his truck up to four others, each of them as big as or bigger than his. I could see the field more clearly now and I unmistakably saw rifles in the people's hands, a small machine next to them. There were three guys and two girls. One of the guys pulled the handle on the machine and an orange disk shot out of the machine, one of the girls raised her rifle and shot it out of the air.

"What are we doing?" I asked slowly.

He laughed. "Have you ever shot a riffle before?"

I nodded slowly. "Like five years ago."

"That might help a bit, we're skeet shooting." He said proudly. "You don't have to if you don't want to." His smile dropped a bit.

I shook my head, "No! I was just taken by surprise."

I followed him out of the truck. Kaase opened the tool box in the bed of his truck and pulled out a riffle bag. He slung it over his shoulder and put his hand around my waist leading me towards them. The five people in the field turned to look at us. I could recognize Kaase's cousin Dale who I had met at the party. He was blonde haired blue eyed like most of their family. The two other men had brown hair, one had a slight build and the other reminded me of Emmett or maybe even Jacob. The girls were both small and curvy making me immediately feel tall and boxy. One of the girls, who was blonde but I could clearly see dark brown roots, pursed her lips and glared at the arm Kaase put around me. The other girl had strawberry blonde hair and her expression was a little more welcoming.

The guy who was almost as large as Jacob grinned and waved a hand. "Look who decided to show up!" They walked toward us, taking long strides. I felt like I was in the 'Dukes of Hazzard' movie. They were all wearing carhartt brand hoddies or jackets with jeans and boots. The strawberry blonde and two of the guys had ball caps on and the other guy, the slightly built one, had a cowboy hat on.

The large one looked at me and grinned, sticking out his hand. "Is this the little devil that's been stealing Kaase from us?"

I shook his hand lightly. "I'm sorry I didn't know I was stealing him."

All of them laughed except the girl with the brown roots. "I'm Jarred." The large one said, he had deep brown eyes to match his hair.

"You already met me," Dale laughed. "And this is Colt." He added. The slight one shook my hand also.

"I'm Jen," The strawberry blonde said brightly.

"I'm Emma." The other said flatly, she looked annoyed.

"I'm Leah," I smiled. "It's nice to meet you all."

"I'm Kaase." Kaase joked.

"Really?" Jarred laughed sarcastically and then punched his shoulder. "I didn't recognize you."

"Have you shot before, Leah?' Dale asked.

"I haven't in a while," I admitted.

"This should be fun," Emma whispered to Colt. I felt Kaase stiffen. I wondered what Emma's problem was but I almost didn't want to know. Emma straightened up and rolled her weight onto one leg. She batted her eyes and told Kaase in a light voice, "Oh Kaase," She grinned. "You left your sweatshirt at my house the last time you were there; I have it in my truck."

This time I stiffened, my hands shook slightly. I looked up at Kaase and he was frowning. "Thanks." He said flatly. I think I knew why Emma hated me, bitch.

No I haven't been skeet shooting if you were wondering but I've watched. The last time my parents had a skeet shooting party I was too young.