Lost

11

After training, when it started to get dark, the packs decides to have a bonfire.

I love fire!

That was random but true.

I go back to my room and put on black skinny jeans and a white t shirt. then on way out I threw in a jean jacket. Then I fixed my hair and left.

At the bonfire I spotted that unforgettable red hair.

"Hey AG" I yell

He turns his head.

"What's up Isla?"

"Moving to Antarctica"

"What? Really?"

"No idiot. I am at a bonfire"

"I am not an idiot"

"Are you sure? Because your names Agent Orange."

"Only you call me that" he states flatly.

"No Jake does to"

"Can we just change the topic" he says and looks very annoyed.

"Sure, AG"

"Seriously"

"Yep" I say popping the 'p'.

"Hey Armin I want the pack training a hour earlier tomorrow" someone rudely interrupts.

"Yes alpha" says AG

"Umm alpha, sir, you can call him AG"

"AG?"

"It stands for Agent Orange"

AG face palms.

The alpha of the other pack chuckles "and what would your name be?"

"Isla"

"Well it's nice to meet you"

"You too"

Now what to call the alpha. he has long brown hair and dark green eyes. I want to call him pickle!

'May I just ask WHY?' April asks

'I don't know. it's the first thing that popped into my head' I explain.

'Ummm ok, and how is that the first thing that popped into your head?'

' I don't know, your in my head why don't you tell me'

'Just never mind'

April blocked me out and I came out of my trance with fingers snapping in frog of my face.

"Sorry my wolf was talking to me" I tell the alpha. then I noticed AG was gone. "hey we're did AG go?"

"He went to go plan out a extra training hour" he tells me.

"So what was your wolf saying" he adds.

"Ohhh she was saying how weird it is that pickle was the first thing that came to mind when is was thinking of a nick name for you" I tell him.

"Ummm I'm not going to say any comment on that nick name, and why pickle"

"I told you already; it was the first thing that popped into my mind"

"Ohhh they have marshmallows" I say getting distracted.

As I'm roasting marshmallow to golden perfection, I see Kay cuddled up to Jackson.
Awwww their soooo cute.
I hope I can do that someday.

'Me too' April jumps in

'Do you think we will?'

'We can only hope, but we do turn 16 tomorrow'

'Ohhh right. I am So excited'

'Hopefully we find our mate'

'That would be awesome' I tell her.

Ohhh my marshmallow's done! I pull it out from the fire place.

Perfection!

"Whoa how did you make it that perfect!" Someone next to me exclaims.

"2 years of practice every night" I tell him, "I started when I was 4 and I practiced every night. the key is to find a rock or something in a low flames place. then you wait till you see smoke not fire coming from the marshmallow to turn it." I remember those 2 years: sitting by the campfire while my dad was teaching me how to perfectly cook the meat he cooked.

'Ohhh look at the stars' April tells me

I look up and the stars look beautiful!
Ugh I wish I was sleeping under them again, but i can't wait for tomorrow!