OLD VERSION: Amendable (Book 3 in the Original SOCIETY Series) ✔

❦Five❦

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My determination to befriend Easton came to me at around eleven-fifty-two exactly. All last night, once I got home and laid in bed after feeding the little shit in the bowl, I stared at the ceiling of my room and frowned at it. I took in the dark brown color and how with only my desk lamp on, it had a blackish-brown hue to it now. 

The whole time, however, I kept tossing in my head what I could do to help Easton. I know I was probably the last person the guy wanted as a friend after I had made every attempt to make myself invisible around him, but I didn't want to be skittish around him anymore. 

I wanted to be able to walk by and nod with a smile and greet Easton like I do everyone else. 

So the whole night I pondered what I could do to get the ball rolling. 

And so now here I am on the old pack grounds where Mr. Dennison used to have a pack, and was scanning the surroundings in front of me before making my way forward. 

There were only a few Weres who resided on this pack grounds, and that included the Six---Jonah with his family as well---so I have been here only a handful of times to know which house belonged to which of the Six. Jonah's I was most familiar with because I'd tag along with Thea and Dennison when they'd come back to Blood Moon Falls for a visit. 

My sneakers crunched the gravel underneath them as I rolled my shoulders back a little, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my dark jeans. I kept my gaze on the ground, making my way up the graveled road towards Jonah's. 

I remembered that Easton's was the very last house of the row, which was lucky for me before because it meant I wouldn't ever have to pass by it. Now, though, I was actually headed for it. 

My brows furrowed as I was trying to concentrate on the number of steps it took me so far from my house, as well as listening to the song streaming through my ear phones. The girl's voice was soothing, and helped me keep count---somewhat---of my steps. It was not a likely song that I'd actually listen to before, but Alice would often stop by to introduce me to whatever new genre of music she'd discovered. 

She was a pretty neat person to hang around with, but technically she was my cousin. So I couldn't say she was a friend. Though we kinda were. 

"Hey, Kale!" 

I blinked, frowning when I stopped in my walk and tugged an ear bud out of my ear and looked over to my right to see none other than Thorton waving at me as he was making his way over. 

I raised a brow at his confidence to be walking around shirtless as he was. He was all sweaty from the sport he was playing after tossing the football to one of his friends who waved Thorton off before gesturing to the other guys to keep playing. Thorton didn't seem bothered by this since he went from walking to a light jog until right in front of me. 

I just stared at his smiling face. His green eyes bright under his brown, wet fringe and he panted out through a smile, "What a surprise to see you here! You visit often?"

I shook my head, shrugging a shoulder that it wasn't often I'd come this way, but that I actually was here for once on my own terms. Thorton raised a brow, tilting his head and grinned if I'd like to come play a few games of football. My eyes glanced at the group of muscular Weres who all looked like they could eat me, and then back to Thorton. 

Chuckling nervously, I shook my head that I wasn't really ever into sports. 

"I'm more for playing with bullets," I teased. 

Thorton raised a brow, grinning back at me and his eyes shined; hinting at something when he teased back, "At least you like to play." 

My brows rose and that had him laugh. I weakly grinned, shrugging since I didn't know how to answer that exactly. I raised a hand to the front of my hair and swiped my long fringe out of the way---only for it to fall back in place down the front of my forehead.