11
"Are you coming to La Push on Saturday?" Rosalie looks expectantly at me from across the lunch table. I consider it but I'm not sure I'm in the mood for fun. She's already guessed as much.
"Come on, bring a date," she suggests.
"I guess I could ask Kate," I relent.
Kate's more than a friend, but not quite a girlfriend. If either of us needs a date then we'll ask the other, but there's nothing exclusive about our relationship and we're both okay with that. I'm trying to ignore the fact that Izzy's return could make things weird. For me at least.
I wait by her locker after lunch, hoping to catch her before class.
"Hey!" Her face breaks into a wide smile when she sees me, and she leans in to kiss my cheek.
"Do you have plans on Saturday evening?" I ask her, reaching for a strand of her hair and watching as I wind it around my finger. I'm aware of the guilt, sitting heavily in my gut as I realize I've not given her a thought these past few days.
"No, what do you have in mind?"
"La Push. Usual crowd."
"Okay."
"I'll pick you up at seven?"
"Sure."
A locker door slams hard, just down the hall. Kate and I turn to look.
Izzy's aiming a glare right at the both of us.
"I'll see you later," I tell Kate, touching her hand briefly as I move to leave.
"Wait." Kate places herself between Izzy and me. "Now she's back, you have to tell me what happened between you guys. I like you, Edward, but I'm not getting involved in any games." Her voice is low and for my ears only.
A sigh escapes my lips as my shoulders automatically sag.
And so it begins.
"I'm not playing games, I promise. And I'll tell you, but not now. Okay?"
Kate doesn't look happy, but she acquiesces.
"Okay."
"I'll see you later."
~S~