All he’s done since the day I met him was to treat me like a sister. And now he wants me to forgive him for constantly sending me mixed signals? Whatever. I was sick of it. I wanted so much more than that.
If all I was to him was a sister, then he should treat me like a sister all the time and not flirt with me one minute and call me ‘family’ the next minute. Ugh!
I climbed out of the car and hopped up the back-porch steps into the house. He didn’t follow me.
“Kat? Krystal? Are you here?” I knew they were. Their VW Bug was out back. Plus, they’d promised. And they never broke a promise.
“In here,” Krystal called from the library. I found them with feet propped up and paperback books in their hands.
“How many times are you going to read the Twilight series?” I asked with mock seriousness. I knew what they’d say.
“I don’t understand the question,” Kat said.
“I don’t understand the obsession,” I answered, plopping down on one of the overstuffed chairs and grabbing Breaking Dawn from the corner table. It was my favorite book in the series. The story where Bella and Edward finally got married.
“Yeah, right.” Krystal didn’t look up, knowing I was just as obsessed as they were.
All three of us had read the whole series at least twenty times. We just kept multiple copies lying on the tables here in the library for those lazy hours when we waited for guests to arrive.
The only sound in the quiet old house was the mechanical ticking of the grandfather clock and the occasional page turn. None of us heard Brandon come into the room until he was suddenly there, leaning against the frame of the entryway.
“Team Jacob or Team Edward?” He startled us with his straight-faced question, but we all answered as one.
“Team Edward.” The implied ‘duh’ at the end of our collective declaration hung in the air.
Brandon came all the way into the room and grabbed a copy of New Moon. “I’m Team Jacob, myself. All that motorcycle riding, and cool cars.”
I couldn’t tell if he was joking. “You’ve read the Twilight series?”
“I thought it was required reading in Junior High?” He raised his eyebrows in mock seriousness.
“Well, I guess some of us never grow up,” Kat said, sticking her nose in the air.
“Yeah, so be quiet if you’re going to be in here.” Krystal cleared her throat and held her book up higher, purposely turning a page as if to imply the conversation was over.
“Sor-ry.” Brandon grinned and winked at me then settled in, turning to page one of New Moon.
It was weird to sit and do something completely normal on the day when I found out my mom was dying. Escaping into Bella’s world helped me face my own. I was grateful to have my friends. The four of us enjoyed a peaceful Sunday afternoon waiting for our guests, and for the next phase of our lives. Tomorrow we’d have to go back to school…
Running To You
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