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Romeo and Juliet

My name is Quil Ateara, and up untill recently there were three things I was sure about. First, I thought I was best friends with Jacob Black, and Embry Call. Second, I was sure I was human. And third, I believed that there was no real existance of mythical creatures. How could I have been so wrong? Once Jacob and Embry join the pack, Quil is left alone and confused. When he stumbles upon a lone vampire, he doesn't realize at first what she is, or what he is to become. And when their friendship becomes closer, the pack threatens to tare it apart. Chapter 22 now up!


4. Talk with the Girl

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As she came forward only a few steps I smiled, for even after she avoided she was still extremely beautiful. Now she was wearing a light blue dress, much like the other, but as a guy I can’t really describe it, except that it went to her knees length wise, and had short sleeves that didn’t really cover her shoulders. Today she also had a light blue headband in her hair that matched the dress. The bright colors complemented her extremely pale skin, making her glow compared to the dreary day.“Hi, I’m Quil, Quil Ateara.” I said, raising my hand to shake hers. She was looking down at my hand, and as I told her my name it looked like she was mouthing ‘I know’ under her breath.“I’m Terra.” she said hesitantly with the slightest of an English accent, and a voice so sweet and velvety I couldn’t believe my ears. Then her magical eyes met mine, still startling me once more. “So, your not from around here are you.” I knew that but I tried to keep the conversation casual.“No,” her eyes darted to the ground again, then came back to me, “Can I ask you why you are out here?” I could say the same but I didn’t want to sound rude.“Oh, well I was just here on a camping trip. Actually I was wondering why you were out here also, since you’re not from town and everything.” I could tell this was the question she was trying to avoid by the once again hesitant look on her angle-like face.“Uhh…I’m here visiting someone.”“Who is it, I could probably help you find them.” I was making this more difficult for her, but I hoped she would eventually just tell me the truth.“You probably don’t know them.”“Try me.”“Umm, the…Cullen’s. I think that’s their name.” she rushed the last sentence as if to make up for the pause she made before.“They don’t live on the Reservation. Could I ask you something?” I wanted to change the conversation, find a way to make it last longer so I could learn more about her.“S-sure.”“If you’re looking for the Cullen’s then why are you out here in the woods?”“Well, I was on my way. I’m just really outdoorsy, the forest here made me curious.” she looked a little embarrassed admitting this, but she didn’t blush.“Really, I love the outdoors too. That’s why I’m always out here camping; the woods make me feel at peace.” now I did blush a little as I had never told anyone of my love for the woods, and their effect on me. She didn’t looked surprised though, like it was obvious that I was the outdoorsy type, and I was also glad that she was too. “Are you cold, you look a little pale.”“Why do you ask?” she said in a little more defensive tone.“I just wanted to know if you wanted a sweatshirt or something, you look like you’d be cold.”“Oh, no thanks, I’m not.” “Do you want to sit down.” I motioned with my hand to one of the driftwood logs at the other end of the fire pit.“Yes, thank you.”“Your welcome.” I said sitting on a log across from her, as the corners of her lips turned up in a smile.“So, have you lived here all you life?” her voice had definite interest in what I was to say next.“Yeah, I live behind the town store, just me and my dad.”“What about your mom?” she sounded genuinely curious about my pathetic life, which I didn’t know why, but answered anyway.“She died, about a year ago.” Resentment filled her face as she heard the answer.“What happened?” I looked down at my hands, not necessarily wanting to talk about it. “You don’t have to answer, I was just curious.”“It’s alright. Last September she suddenly fainted, and while she was in the hospital her heart stopped. The doctors didn’t know why, they just said it gave out. My dads been messed up ever since.” I said more than I planned on but it felt easy to tell all this to her. “I’m so sorry, I wish I could help.” honesty rang in her every word. “is there anything I could do?” her hand was reaching for me but then she pulled back, seeming to keep no contact like before when she didn’t shake my hand.“No, it’s alright. I’ve learned to live with it, it just makes me sad to think about her.”“You must have been really close.”“Yeah, we were best friends, I really miss her. And to make things worse my other friends abandoned me also.” I wasn’t planning on saying that last comment, but it seemed to just come out naturally.“What happened with your friends, why did they stop hanging out with you?”“I’m not sure. They would be out of school for a while, and when they came back they were totally different people. Like my friend Jacob, he was always happy, but after he was out it was like he lost his sense of joy. Then once they all changed they joined this bizarre gang in our town that’s lead by this guy named Sam Uley. Sam’s older than all of them but they follow his word like he’s preaching gods word. I don’t get, especially since we vowed we would never get sucked into it, and I just don’t want to be next.” So by now I had spilled out all my fears to this total stranger, willingly doing so. And when I looked back at her eyes they were still interested, curious for more. “Sorry if I’m monopolizing the conversation, I’ve just been keeping that in for a while now.”“Don’t be sorry, I very much enjoyed learning more about you. Your not the kind of person I expected you to be.”“I’m not the crazy guy who seems to be appearing everywhere you go.” she laughed, and I laughed to at my lighthearted joking.“No, you are definitely not a crazy guy, but I do have some concerns as to why I’m seeing you everywhere. I hope I haven’t gained a stalker.”“Ouch, that hurt a little. But to be honest I was hoping I would come across you again.” her smile fell into a flat line as if she was debating about something I had said. Looking away from her the first time during I conversation I saw that the bass I had been cooking was now burnt. Grabbing a plate from pile of stuff I left at the campsite, I took the fish off the metal sheet, and began picking at it with a fork from the same grouping of necessities.“Sorry, it looks like I’m distracting you.” her good mood back in swing.“No, I like it burnt.” I took a bite and acted as if it tasted good. “Mmmm, just how I like it.” my teasing seemed odd, yet right at the same time. I had a feeling that I could easily be friends with Terra, and the idea highly appealed to me. “Would you like some, I don’t think I’m going to finish.”“No thank you, it doesn’t look very appetizing.” she was hiding a laugh as if there was something I was missing about her answer. Then she looked at the rising sun, “Actually I have to go, I’m late for meeting my… friends.” with that she stood and was headed for the edge of the clearing.“Wait, will I get to see you again?” I said while standing up.“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” my face fell instantly.“Why not?” she saw my change in expression.“I don’t think it would be… smart for us to spend time together.”“Oh, I understand.” I mumbled.“No, it’s not like that. I want to be your friend. It’s just I’m a…not a good friend.” I hadn’t missed that she had changed what she was saying mid-sentence, and I wonder what she was about to say but I didn’t ask.“I think your seriously misjudging yourself. In fact I would very much enjoy being friends with you.” She didn’t answer at first, and once again it seemed like she was debating with herself. “So, will you please grace me with your presence again.” I said teasingly, bringing a smile instantly to her face again.“Yes.” she said but there was an undercurrent to her voice, like she was answering something else along with my question.“So, when will I get to see you again?”“Umm, when should I come, that is if you’re still going to be here?”“I guess whenever. Well you should probably come after seven, then I might be awake.” she smiled once more.“Seven then.”“Seven.” My rough voice sounded uplifted at this thought.“See you then.” she kissed her hand and blew it at me, but in a joking way, as we were just friends, I think. But the idea of being more than friends entertained me, even though I knew just about nothing about her, just seeing her made me feel inside, what I don’t know.

“Counting the minutes.” I joked back at her before she disappeared into the confines of the forest, instantly anxious for the coming day.