LIFE AND DEATH (edythe's pov)

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Solar Midnight: Midnight Sun Reimagined (Life and Death, Book I) by beyondthedawn

Books » Twilight Rated: T, English, Supernatural & Romance, Beau S., Edythe C., Words: 224k+, Favs: 59, Follows: 36, Published: Dec 26, 2020 15Chapter 9: PORT ANGELES

It was too bright for me to drive into town when I got to Port Angeles. The sun was still high overhead, and though my windows were tinted dark enough to provide some protection, there was no reason to take unnecessary risks. More unnecessary risks, I should say.

How condescendingly I'd once judged Eleanor for her thoughtless ways and Jessamine for her lack of discipline-and now I was consciously flouting all the rules with a wild abandon that made their lapses look like nothing at all. I used to be the responsible one.

I sighed.

I was certain I would be able to find Jeremy's thoughts from a distance-his were louder than Allen's, but once I found the first, I'd be able to hear the second. Then, when the shadows lengthened, I could get closer. Just outside the town, I pulled off the road onto an overgrown driveway that appeared to be infrequently used.

I knew the general direction to search in-there were not many florists in Port Angeles. It wasn't long before I found Jeremy, debating ribbon colors with a saleswoman, and I could see Beau in his peripheral vision, sitting next to Allen on a bench by the plate glass windows.

Beau still looks pissed. Ha ha. Allen was right-Taylor was full of it. I can't believe he's so upset about it, though. At least he knows he has a backup date for the prom. What if McKayla doesn't have fun at the dance and doesn't ask me out again? What if she asks Beau to the prom? Does she think he's better looking than me? Does he think he's got more game than me?

"I think I like white ones better."

Jeremy eyed Beau suspiciously.

Does he really think that? Or does he just want to get out of here faster?

I was already tired of listening to Jeremy. I searched close by for Allen-ah, but Allen was in the restroom, and I skipped quickly out of his head to give him some privacy.

Well, there wasn't much trouble Beau could get into in a department store. I'd let them shop and then catch up with them when they were done. It wouldn't be long until dark-the clouds were beginning to return, drifting in from the west. I could only catch glimpses of them through the thick trees, but I could see how they would hurry the sunset. I welcomed them, craved them more than I had ever yearned for their shadows before. Tomorrow I could sit beside Beau in school again, monopolize his attention at lunch. I could ask him all the questions I'd been saving up.

So he was furious about Taylor's presumption. I'd seen that in her head-that she'd meant it literally when she'd spoken of the prom, that she was staking a claim. I pictured his expression from that other afternoon-the outraged disbelief-and laughed. I wondered what he would say to her about this. Or perhaps he was more likely to pretend ignorance, to bluff and hope it would put her off? It would be interesting to see.

The time went slowly while I waited for the shadows to lengthen. I checked in periodically with Jeremy; his mental voice was the easiest to find, but I didn't like to linger there long. I saw the place where they were planning to watch a movie. It would be dark by then... maybe I would coincidentally choose to see the same film. I touched the phone in my pocket, thinking of inviting Archie out to join me. He would love that, but he would also want to talk to Beau. I wasn't sure if I was ready to have Beau more involved with my world. Wasn't one vampire trouble enough?