Broken, Ellie Anne [books to read to improve english .TXT] 📗

form, so my parents told me I had a year to learn or it was the boot. Stupid me didn’t take them seriously until I didn’t have enough time to really learn.” he answered.

I came over and gave him a hug. “Jeez, Erin I’m so sorry.” I thought for a minute. “You should tell them you got it under control now, ask them if you can stay. Because you’re a werewolf, I’m here another day. You’ve saved me, helped me, Erin you’re the best person ever. You deserve to stay. Just ask them.” I told him, almost commanding him

“They probably aren’t even going to say yes.” he muttered to himself.

“Oh just quit sulking and ask your parents.” I demanded, totally unaware that his mother had silently come down stairs.

“Ask them what?” his mother asked sternly.

“That, since he’s got his wolf under control, if he can stay. He’s saved my life and he’s the best guy ever.” I answered honestly. Erin just glared at me.

“Erin do you really have control over . . . that thing?” she asked, a disgusted tone coming into her voice.


I never knew that such a kind looking woman could ever say something like that about anything. She had a cinnamon colored hair down to her chin and charming brown eyes. She was a little taller than me and her face seemed so calm and understanding. But somehow I got the idea that she could be now where near what her looks implied.

“Yeah mom, I do, and I miss everyone. You, Cole, Dad. I miss having a family and an actual roof over my head.” Erin told her, looking sad, lonely, and hurt.

“Mrs. Stronghart, you have a great, amazing son, let him stay.” I pleaded for him.

“You can stay for a trial week. If it works out . . . welcome home son.” she said, smiling.

I looked at the clock. I had to be at Sam’s in about three minutes and she was five away.

“I am so dead.” I whispered to myself. “Erin, I gotta run. I’ll see you Monday, and thanks, for everything.” I said as I let myself out. He followed a few seconds later, but I was already running.

“Nik, I can give you a ride if you want.” he yelled in my direction, already pulling the keys out of his pocket.

“Thanks, I gotta be at Sam’s in about two minutes.” I shouted back. He was already pulling out of the driveway.

I told him when to turn and in no time, I was there. “Thanks so much, I would’ve been dead if my parents got here before I did. Do you ever stop being Mr. Amazing?” I asked as I jumped out of the car, right into Sam.

“Jeez, I thought you’d never get here.” Sam sighed.

“Me too. So am I dead?” I asked, not wanting to know the answer.

“No but nearly.” she answered, a grin on her face.

“Thanks to wonder-boy, here.” I said as I waved at Erin. He waved back as he reversed and left. I owed him so much. A minute after we went inside, I heard Mom honk, signaling me that it was time to go.

“Hey mom, can I hang out with Erin today?” I asked as we got in the car.

“Sure, but your father and I have to run errands and Trevor is already out, just make sure to re-tape the plastic sheet on the door before you leave.” she told me.

When we got home, I re-taped right away, wanting to see Erin and tell him that he was definitely going to be able to stay with his family. My parents were gone by the time I was done. I went to my room and dug through my closet, trying to find something good to wear to Erin’s. In the end, I ended up with a satiny, midnight blue miniskirt, black leggings, a black, short-sleeves shirt with a scoop-neck and mini rips and tears and a navy blue camisole underneath. I put my hair in a loose, messy side braid and called it good.

I started thinking about what might happen with Gregory and Erin, but it was all so fuzzy, the puzzle pieces were broken and I didn’t know how to put them together again, nothing was set in stone. Anything could happen, and it was just peachy.
 


Chapter Eleven
Puppy Love


I knew there was no one home but I shouted a goodbye anyway, wondering what it would feel like to have a few people who were always there, always caring. Quickly, I shoved the thought away as I made a last minute decision to wear a bit of makeup. One thing about me is that I didn’t dress up (read: wear frilly crap) for hardly anyone. Sure I wore a fluffy, deep purple dress for Aunt Jadie’s wedding, but, seriously, it was a wedding, what else do I wear?

I decided on a subtle silver color eye shadow that made my eyes a bit more noticeable with some awesome mascara that made my lashes look really long and dramatic, and a little eyeliner, not much and it was dark silver to match the eye shadow. With my eyes all dramatized, I used some like peach lip stuff (still don’t get the difference between lipstick and lipgloss). I never bothered with foundation or cover up or whatever the crap they call it now for two reasons. One: holy crap that stuff’s expensive! Two: it’s really hard to find that stuff in a shade that doesn’t make my neck look like a piece of chalk, so, no I don’t use, buy, or attempt to buy any foundation whatsoever. I like to try and keep natural and not so chalky looking.

My makeup complete, I shouted another pointless goodbye knowing that no one was there to hear. The neighbors probably thought I was some crazy psycho. I started on my way to Erin’s hoping I didn’t get lost and that he was even there (it’s not like I could call since I didn’t have his number). Of course that thought led to another. Of course. Does he even want me there? I mean, really, if he had a phone, which would be insane if he didn’t, wouldn’t he have given me his number already? I didn’t realize it but I had stopped in the middle of the road, caught up I’m my panic. Then I remembered. Just like in the movies, I remembered that he had asked me out this Friday. Course if this was a movie he’d tell me it was a joke and blow me off. I felt like I was stuck between a rock and a hard spot.

After a moment of contemplating, I decided Erin wasn’t the evil prank-pulling jerk that most guys were, so I decided I’d go to his house anyway.

Life was getting harder by the moment.
About fifteen minutes later, I finally found Erin’s house. I stood at the sidewalk in front of his house for a good minute or so until I took a big breathe and walked up the path leading to the front door, standing there for another good minute, I finally rang the doorbell, approximately seventeen minutes after I had officially left my house. He had better be home ‘cause I sure didn’t want this to be a waste of my time.

Right after that last thought, the door opened and Erin was standing there in red Family Guy PJ’s with his brother piggy-backed on his shoulders. I personally wanted to take a picture yet was camera-less.

Cole jumped of Erin’s shoulders in a less than graceful way (Erin was practically bawling he was laughing so hard) and came over to give me a big hug.

“Hey there, Cole, how’s it been?” I told him, hugging him back.

“Great! Mom and Dad said Erin might be able to stay!” he said, showing off an adorable ten-year-old smile.

“I just thought I’d drop by and see how everyone’s doing.” I told Erin as Cole ran up the stairs.

“Come on in I think Cole’s gonna show you something.” Erin said, tugging me to the bottom of the stairs, a sly grin stretching across his face.

I heard a bark and running feet (or paws?) coming down the steps.

Seconds later, a puffball puppy came romping down the stairs with Cole on his heels. The pup came running over to me and I knelt down to pick it up. I was pretty sure it was an extra fuzzy golden retriever but I couldn’t be sure. It was still one of the cutest animals I’ve ever seen. I held it up and rubbed its belly with my thumbs.

“What’s his name?” I asked Cole.

“Her name is Star ‘cause she has a little star shape thing on her back leg. Isn’t she cute?” he replied, pride filling his voice.

“She most definitely is cute?” I told him, setting Star back on the ground.

“She’s a good dog and hardly barks!” he said, elated that he found Star.

“Cool, does she like to play?” I asked Cole.

“She sure does, I better go and take her on her morning walk.” he replied, running back up the stairs.

I was alone with Erin, him in his pajamas and me all girly looking, so not how I imagined things.

“You look so great Nik, and are you actually wearing makeup?” he asked, nothing short of sarcastic.

“Hey, you forget I’m a girl Mr. Sarcastic.” I said, putting my hands on my hips.

He smiled and led me into the kitchen asking the usual question when a guest is at your house.

“So, how did Cole get Star?” I asked him.

“Actually, I got it for him. I’d been thinking about visiting for a long time and when I finally decided to do it, I figured I’d get Cole something I knew he’s been wanting since he could talk so.