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

❦Six❦

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During the time it took to get to town, get the fishbowl accessory, and then sit down at the ice cream parlor, I discovered three things: 

Number One: Climbing fences are not my forte.

Walking in complete silence next to someone who isolated the world was not as uncomfortable as it should have been. The shortcut we took into town was cutting through the football field of the high school after climbing over the fence. 

I threw Easton a look when he let out a huffed chuckle from my pant leg catching at the top of the fence where I was spending a minute of trying to shake my leg down. Of course, that didn't happen because I just seemed to make it much worse. 

I grumbled, trying to use my upper body strength to lift myself upward and tug my leg up and over that way, but when I did, the threading at the hem just tightened more. I groaned out in frustration, shaking my head as I shot over my shoulder that I think I was stuck.

"You think?" came the smartass reply. 

Narrowing my eyes, I shot the smug blond a look as he was standing there with his arms crossed over his large chest and with his head tilted to the side. I huffed, snapping at him that instead of just staring and thinking it was funny that he could assist me somehow. 

I wiggled around, grunting in between huffed out breaths, and Easton then replied, "It's a nice view though, Red."

Again, I threw him a look that he found amusing before I begged Easton to just help me. 

Easton sighed, lowering a brow before stepping towards me and jumped up to grasp onto the top of the fence, and then used a hand to reach towards where my leg was caught. I frowned when he, at first, grabbed at my ankle and tried tugging at the thread. But that little shit was not letting up!

"Hang on..." Easton muttered, climbing up some more and then gestured for me to move towards him so that he could try something. 

"What are you going to do?" I frowned, eyeing the way he was motioning me closer. 

"Just..." Easton sighed, rolling his eyes. "Would you relax, Red? Just come over here." 

"I can't bend that way, Easton. I happen to have a part of my anatomy that can be shish kabobed if I climb anymore over the points of this fence!" 

I didn't miss the ghost grin on his lips, his blue eyes twinkling again and I narrowed my eyes as I looked down and shook my head, grumbling, "Asshole..."

 In my attempt to follow through with his request of leaning towards him, I didn't calculate my grip on the fence accurately and ended up missing it completely. 

"Wh--Whoa! Hey!" 

But it was too late. 

I ended up tipping backwards and smacked my back into the fence, bouncing against it. I could have sworn I was going to fall since that thin ass thread would have not held me upside down as I was, but then I slowly peered my eyes open to see my world tilted.

Frowning, I blinked a few times before curling up a bit to see that Easton---and his Werewolf strength---had gripped a good enough hold to my leg that had given way. He was looking down at me with a grin and raised brow. 

"Woulda been a nasty fall, Red..."

I sighed, letting myself fall backwards again and let my arms hang by head. I frowned, staring straight ahead as I grumbled under my breath that this was so embarrassing. Easton chuckled---the most he's done so far today---and slowly started easing me down towards the ground.