Wolf Prints.

Chapter 2.

I can't believe I am going to this party.
How stupid could you be? I say in my head.
"Honey your friends are here," my mom shouts up the stairs. I thought Hillary was only coming, maybe Jackson is here too?
I walk down the stairs continuing to wonder who else is here. When I reach the living room I see Jackson and Hillary. so that's who the other person was.
"Hey guys," I say giving my mom a hug we walk out there a green Jeep.
"Who's jeep is this?" I ask no one in general, just looking for an answer.
"My fathers, but they are of town on some pack business," he says. 'what is a pack' I ask my self.
"What is a pack," I say asking Jackson and Hillary. I get into the back of the Jeep. The interior design was grey but there are camo seat covers.
"Nothing, I really don't even know why I said that," Jackson rambles on.
"So do you like any sports?" Hillary asks.
"Yeah basketball and an occasional football game," I say.
"Ooh! Who is your favorite football and basketball teams," Jackson asks. The way he said 'ooh' made him sound like I girl.
"My favorite basketball team would probably have to be the Los Angeles Clippers and for football the Carolina Panthers," I say chuckling. I run a hand through my hair quickly.
"What about you?"
"Green Bay Packers and the Cleveland Cavaliers," he says. Hillary scoffs. I take it she doesn't like one or both of those teams.
"You excited LeBron is back?" I ask, trying to keep the conversation going.
"Yeah, but he is out for something that happened," he says.
"Hillary what teams do you like?" I ask feeling bad that I have barely talked to her.
"She likes the Houston Texas," Jackson says in a teasingly way.
"Shut up!" She says lightly punching his arm.
"I'm sorry," he says taking his eyes off the road.
"Um, eyes on the road mister. I don't want to die anything soon," she says. I laugh as does Jackson.
"Well we are here," Hillary says unbuckling and opening her door.
Wow, this is a huge house, I say thinking to myself.
We walk up to the side walk and I look over at the lawn and there are people already passed out on the lawn, beer bottles and cups lingering around the yard as well.
The door opens and put walks someone. I think it is Braxton Jetson the guy that invited me to the party.
"Hey Brax," Hillary says giving 'Brax' a side hug definitely Braxton. Jackson and Brax give each other a manly hug and then he goes me a real hug.
'He doesn't even know me, but yet he invited me to a party and is giving me a hug' I say to myself in my head.
"Hey," I say awkwardly.
He just grins and walks inside. I look over at Hillary and she is smirking. She mouths 'you better tell me later'. I just laugh and follow Brax through the cluster of people that are dancing. There are boys that are hanging out against a wall you would assume them to be players but by taking another glance they were all talking about football.
The one with jet black hair whistled at Braxton and Brax's head turned so fast you would thought that is would of snapped. Brax glared at the guy and he just lowered his head almost like in respect.
I think the guy that whistled is gay.
"Braxton you never told me that you had a boyfriend," I said with a playful tone. he just glare at me. When we got to the kitchen there were multiple coolers and kegs scattered around the over large kitchen. There was an island in the middle where there are snacks and pizza.
"Ella, do you want anything to drink," he says, giving me a friendly smile.
"Um, water?" I say but was more of a question. he hands me a bottled Fiji water.
"Thanks Braxton," I say.
"No problem, but you can Brax. I mean that's what everyone else calls me," he says giving me a reassuring smile.
"Do you want to go on a walk, I kinda want to get to know you more," Brax says scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"Um, this may sound cliché, but your not going to kill me when we out out of sight and hearing range of people are you?" I ask nervously.
"No! Why would I ever do that to you, I just want to get to know the new girl." he says. My cheeks flush pinkish/red.
"You're really cute when you blush," he says looking in my eyes. He brings his hand up to my cheek and traces his thin along my cheek bone, when he does this a shiver goes up my spine.
He grabs my hand and leads me out the sliding door and through a path going through the woods.
He lets go of my and when we reach the path. When he does this I suddenly feel an emptiness sweep over me.
"So Ella, what's your favorite color," Brax says.
"Purple," I say. "What's your favorite color?"
"Blue. What's your favorite animal?" He asks.
"Giraffe, what about you?"
"Wolf. What's your favorite sport?"
"Track. You?"
"Baseball."
"What are your plans after high school?
"Well I am going to go into my family business and maybe the local college. What are your plans?"
"To go to Michigan University, but I don't know what to study for."
We don't talk after that. We walk over to a bench that is a little off the path. It is beautiful here in the woods.
"It's beautiful out here," I say.
"Yeah, I used to come out here when I need to think," he says staring at the ground.
"I need to ask you a question," Brax says looking really serious. I get nervous but I am able to choke out,"sure, what's the question?"
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Cliffhanger 😈😈😈
If you (as in the readers) can guess the question I will give you a 'shoutout'.

-freaktabulous