Trevor
A couple of days had passed since the dinner at Patty's. Annie and Skylar had pointedly ignored me whenever possible, and I was getting a bit tired of their antics. So, instead of joining the usual gang for a bonfire thing down at the beach, I found myself in the kitchen, keeping my sister Diana company as we cleaned up after dinner.
"You not going out tonight, Trev?" she handed me a plate, and I dried it faithfully before putting it back in the cabinet.
"Nah, I don't feel like it," I slumped down on a chair by the kitchen table.
"Everything alright?" she gave me a concerned look as she got her coffee cup and sat down opposite me. "You always hang with Henry."
"Yeah, well, his girlfriend is, I don't know – angry at me or something."
"Trev," she gave me a stern look, warning in her voice. "What did you do?"
I scoffed.
"Why do you assume I did something?"
"I don't, actually. I just have a hard time picturing anyone being angry with you. You have always been the easiest part of my life," she gave me a compassionate and sad smile. "The best."
"Ok, well, before you get all mushy, I'll tell you what happened. We were at Patty's, and Annie didn't like the waitress for some reason, something about a dog and the waitress hitting on Henry or something, and she was going to tip a glass of soda on her, but I pulled her away in the last minute. Choosing the wrong side, so to speak."
"Ah, old-fashioned jealousy. How refreshing. Was the waitress cute by any chance?" she gave me a curious wink.
I frowned.
"I don't know, actually. I didn't really think about it. Uhm, I suppose she was," I frantically tried to remember what she looked like. "Perhaps she was more of Henry's type? But she was kind of cool, and I met her friend too. He was also.. cool. They are fighting at the Gathering."
"Really? Oh, they are part of that new pack I have heard about? With all the blonde people? They are enemies, Trev. You have to be careful."
"I thought they were nice. Better than Annie," I murmured defiantly. Not knowing why I felt the need to defend them. "But don't worry, Sis. I have only bumped into them once, and I reckon it will be a long time before I bump into them again."
As I said it, I felt a pang of disappointment, and I think Diana caught up on it as she gave me a thoughtful look.
"Well, I mean, if you want to bump into them again, maybe just go to Patty's more often or for a run or something. You said they had a dog? They should be out and about with it often.."
I smiled. Diana certainly was the easiest part of my life too.
"Maybe I will go for a run," I got up, and a couple of minutes later I found myself jogging out of pack territory toward the high school and the forest behind it.
When I approached the path turning right into the street where Patty's was located, I hesitated, not really knowing where to go. I decided to run left into the forest instead and ran towards the beach. On the other side of the high school, on the opposite side of the lake, I could see the bonfire where my friends were, but I ran along the beach in the other direction. It felt good. I felt liberated somehow. For the first time, I was doing something that had nothing to do with Henry. He was my oldest and best friend and the future alpha, and thus, everything navigated around him, including his friends. He was the natural center of gravitation for all of us. I could live with that. I couldn't live with Annie in the midst of it, though, and I couldn't understand why Henry bothered with her. It was apparent he didn't like her.
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