Wolfe Song

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Chapter 3 (v.1) - Lunch...and Hot Shirtless Men.

Submitted: August 04, 2009

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Thankfully, I didn't have the chance to embarass myself at gym. Lunch-- totally different story.

I spotted Ray, the guy who'd talked to me earlier, just as Drew walked through the cafeteria doors. Great. Well, they could both just come sit with me.

I swear, Drew can read minds or something. I seriously considered the fact as he sat down, grinning breathtakingly at me and looked down at the school food.

"Wow," he muttered. "And I thought high school couldn't get any worse."

I laughed and took a sip of my Sprite. The salad on my plate would remain untouched in its little bowl on the edge of my tray, but I couldn't say the same for the hamburger. I slowly picked at it, the flavor feeling wrong on my taste buds. I was used to fresh meat, not this greasy, frozen-patty substance..

"Blech," I spat, taking another swig of Sprite. "Definitely not home-cooking." Drew chuckled and stabbed a french fry (if that's really what it was) with his little plastic fork and dipped it in the lmpy gravy, stuffing it in his mouth.

He spat it out two tenths of a second later.

"That can't be classified as food," he growled, pushing his tray away from him. I laughed and pulled my purse onto the table. Digging around through it, I noticed Drew stealing a drink from my precious Sprite.

"Hey, knock it off!" I laughed, pulling out two Ziploc bags full of homemade venison jerky, handing one to Drew. He breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Food, oh sweet real food," he murmured delightedly as he stuck a piece in his mouth, leaving little crumbs around his lips. His gorgeous...full... completely amazing... Imean, um, his lips. His completely normal lips.

"Um, Drew. You, uh... got a little something on your face," I laughed, pointing at him.

"Where?" he laughed.

I grabbed a napkin ad brushed the crumbs off of Drew's face, blushing. He laughed and grabbed the napkin out of my hand, brushing the corner across the corner of my mouth.

"You had something on your face," he smiled. I laughed and ate another luscious piece of jerky.

"Mind if I join, Rhyan?" A new voice joined in. I looked up as Ray sat down beside me, smiling.

"Hey, Ray," I muttered, blushing. Ray looked up at Drew, who smiled and extended his hand.

"Drew Cedars. I live on the reservation with Rhyan." His teeth flashed gorgeously as he smiled at Ray.

Ray half-smiled and shook Drew's hand, their hands locking harder than they should have. "Ray Jackson."

When they broke apart, Ray flexed his fingers. Obviously, Drew had a much stronger grip than him. Serves him right, messing with my wolf man... Imean, my wolf FRIEND. Friend, he's just a friend. That's all he is, Drew is just a friend.

From then on, lunch went silently. The minutes ticked by slowly, but eventually everyone started throwing their trash away and preparing to leave for their next class. Igot up as quick as I could, half-running to dump my full tray.

And, of course, someone had neglected to put up a wet floor sign. I put one foot down, a few feet away from the trash can, and lost all balance. My left foot, the one in the invisible puddle, fell out from under me, causing me to fall flat on my face. And Imean, literally, on my face. I rolled over and groaned, feeling my nose. Crap.

"Rhyan! Rhyan, are you okay?" I heard Drew's voice, and then felt his hand in mine, pulling me up.

I shook my head, and then leaned against his chest.

"I think my nose is broken." The thought was confirmed as Iheard my voice, the normally clear, sunny sound coming out muddled and hard to understand. Drew sighed as Ray ran up with a huge bundle of napkins.

"Tilt your head back, Rhyan," Drew said, supporting my head and neck with his warm hand. Ileaned my head back and pressed the napkin to my nose, feeling it start to get soaked all ready. "Ray, bring some more napkins with you."

I searched for Drew's eyes. When mine found his, I onticed his were wide and scared.

"What? Do Iloog dad bad?"

"Yes, you do, and I'm going to take you to the hospital, okay?"

"Oh, Dwew, please don't!"

"I'm going to, whether you like it or not," he growled back, motioning for Ray to push open the cafeteria door. He led me through it and out into the parking lot, looking for his Mustang. When he found it, he sped up.

"Swow down!" I muttered, the words coming out muffled and weird. Drew didn't. He just kept going, and I sighed and he threw the keys to Ray.

"Drive," he instructed, opening the door to the back seat and sitting back there with me.Ray nodded and gingerly pressed the gas pedal. The car snarled, but he was an expert driver and had us out of the student parking lot in seconds.

Drew gently rested my head against a neck pillow he'd made out of his...

Oh god. Drew was shirtless. Mmm... You didn't just read that, okay?

I leaned back against Drew's homemade pillow, breathing deeply through my mouth (or trying to at least...). I felt my heart jump into my throat as Drew's hand squeezed mine gently.

"Are you all right?" he said. I nodded weakly, which I instantly regretted. The action sent throbs of pain through my head, and apparently made the bleeding get worse. Within thirty seconds, Drew had soaked all of the napkins Ray had brought. "Ray, give me something to staunch the bleeding, quick!"

Ray looked around quickly and, finding nothing, (not keeping his hands on the wheel, either) slid his shirt off over his head and tossed it to Drew. Ohh, sweet baby Jesus.

"You know this is gonna get bloody," Drew warned, but Ray simply nodded.

"I know, it's okay. I'll wash it."

Drew shrugged and rolled the t-shirt up, pressing it gently to my nose. The t-shirt didn't get soaked so quickly, for which I was thankful. Itw as only damp by the time we reached the hospital.

"My dad works here," Ray said as he pushed the door open for Drew and me, "so we should be able to get in pretty quick." He walked over to one of the nurses and motioned towards me. She nodded briskly, grabbed a clipboard, and motioned us towards a room.

"Ray, I'll send for your dad," she said, hooking the clipboard on the end of the cot. "Please fill that out for her."

Ray nodded, picking up the clipboard and writing my name. Drew reached for the clipboard.

"You don't know her parents' names and address and such. I do." Ray shrugged and handed Drew the clipboard. Drew used only one hand, keeping the t-shirt over my nose with the other.

After a few minutes, a doctor came in, who I instantly recognized as Ray's father. They looked just the same, except Dr. Jackson looked a little older.

Dr. Jackson frowned as Drew peeled the t-shirt away from my face.

"Well, Ms. Wolfe, it would seem that you've really hurt yourself. We'll get an x-ray done and see if it's really broken. Then we'll go on from there."

"Mkayy," I mumbled, following him. Drew and Ray stayed behind.

Dr. Jackson took the x-ray quickly and then led me into another room to look at the results.

"I'm afraid it's definitely broken, Ms. Wolfe. But we can fix that easily. Come back to the room with me and I'll get you fixed up."

Once we got back in the first room with Ray and Drew, Drew grimaced and ran Ray's t-shirt under the water faucet, soaking it. He wrung it out and gently wiped my face off, the t-shirt coming back even more bloody. I sighed and looked apologetically at Ray. He shrugged, his abs moving as he did. (Hooooly crap, his abs... Two hot shirtless guys helping me out? This day is going much better than I expected... aside from breaking my nose, of course.)

"So it's broken, Dad?" Ray asked, looking down at me. Dr. Jackson nodded.

"I'm going to need you two boys to hold her down while I realign the cartilage. This will probably hurt her quite a bit." Drew and Ray nodded and took hold of my arms, pinning me to the cot.

"I don't bink it's weally necessawy do hold be down wike bis," I mumbled, looking at Ray. He shook his head.

"I've broken my nose before, and you'll find it very necessary in a few seconds," he promised, nodding once at his father.

There was a strong jerk on my nose; the pain blinded me and I screamed.

"OWW!" Drew yelped as my arm escaped his firm grasp and my fist made contact with his face.

Dr. Jackson stepped away, smiling. "All done!" Drew rubbed his cheekbone tenderly, half-grinning.

"Well, you got me good there, Rhyan."

I shrugged, smiling, and turned to Dr. Jackson, feeling like I was able to speak understandably now.

"Thank you, Dr. Jackson.I greatly appreciate it."

"No problem, Ms. Wolfe. Now, would you like to return to school?"

Drew shook his head. "I'll take her back to the reservation so she can rest."

"But what about my car?!" I protested. Ray solved the problem for me.

"I'll bring it to the reservation. I brought Caprice to school, so she can drive my car home." He shook his blonde hair out of his eyes and smiled at me. (Heart is currently melting...)

"Who's Caprice?" I asked innocently, batting my eyes at him. He looked down at the floor, frowning.

"Caprice is... ummm... is... uhh... my girlfriend..."

I frowned. "Oh."

"We really need to get home, Rhyan," Drew interrupted, knowingly saving me and Ray from a very awkward conversation.

"Umm...yeah. Let's get going," I nodded, following Drew out. Ray waved goodbye to his father and then came out with us. I handed him my car keys and wrote down my locker number on a slip of paper.

"Can you get my homework and backpack and stuff, too?" I asked sweetly. Ray nodded, blushing, and put the keys and slip of paper in his pocket. Drew put his arm around my shoulders (the second time today!) and steered me out into the parking lot. Drew sat in front, with RAy in the passenger seat and me in the back.

"You guys mindi f I turned the radio on?" Drew asked, looking back at me. I nodded at him as we drove off.

"As long as you keep your eyes on the road from now on, yes," I laughed. Drew smiled and looked at me again, grinning.

"What if I've got my eyes on something better than the road?"

I giggled and blushed furiously. "You should still keep your eyes on the road, you big idiot." Drew laughed and turned the radio on, and 'Give Me a Sign' by Breaking Benjamin came blaring in through the 2000-watt sound system. I started humming along to the tune, eventually singing it out loud. Ray turned around to smile at me.

"Wow, Rhyan. You have an amazing voice."

"Thanks," I smiled, twirling a section of hair around my fingers. Ray thought for a moment, staring at the ceiling of the car.

"You know... I have a band... Me and a few friends started it a few weeks ago. We really need a female lead vocalist... Would you possibly be interested?"

"I'd love to!" I grinned. "What's the name of the band?"

"Don't laugh... Aiden came up with this. Third Week."

"Sounds awesome! When's the next practice?"

"Well, we're meeting tomorrow at my house right after school. I could drive you over there and then drop you off at your house when we're done."

"But what about my car?"

"I'll drive you and Farrah to school tomorrow," Drew interjected.

I nodded and looked back at Ray. "So it's settled? I'll come do a practice session with the band, and if they like me, I'm in?"

"Exactly," Ray smiled. "I'm sure the guys will love you and your voice."

Drew mumbled something unintelligible, though it may have been something along the lines of 'Of course they'll love her.' I smiled at tthe side comment, welcoming the normally unwanted attention from Drew and Ray.

"Crap!" I exclaimed as I remembered something.

"What?" Drew asked, his voice concerned.

"Ray, can you bring Farrah home, too? She rode with me to school this morning; and she can help you with directions."

Ray nodded. "Sure. Is Farrah the little one who was standing behind you squealing this morning?"

I nodded, laughing. "Yes, that was Farrah."

Ray laughed along. "I don't think Farrah will mind if I give her a ride home."

"No, I don't think she will," I smiled in agreement.

"All right, here we are," Drew said, motioning for Ray to get our of the car. AS soon as Ray had gotten in my car, Drew fliipped the seat forward and motioned for me to get in the passenger seat. I sat down, shut the door and buckled my seatbelt. When I looked up, Drew was staring at me intensely.

"Do you feel okay?" he asked quietly. I nodded, my heart beating slightly faster for some unknown reason. "We had better tell your mom when we get back to the reservation. She'll check it and make sure it's okay."

"All right."

We sat in silence for a few minutes, but then Drew finally spoke again.

"That Ray guy... he likes you. A lot." There was a note of sadness in his voice. But... why? That's what I was trying to figure out. This was the first time he'd ever shown an intnerest in me, and I was relatively sure that it was because he was trying to be more of an older brother trying to protect me from the horrors of horny high school guys. Ray didn't seem that bad, though. He actually seemed quite the gentleman.

"I guess so," I replied softly. Drew put his warm hand on my forearm.

"He's not the only one."

My heart skipped not one, not two, but three beats when he said that.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes. Really, Rhyan."

"and how long has this person been interested?"

Drew paused. "Ever since the day you were born."

My breath caught in my throat.

"How... How come this person has ever shown their true feelings?"

"He's been afraid to. He has always feared you though of him as only a good friend. There was never a day when he didn't think of your gorgeous green eyes, and how they sparkled when the light hit them mjust right... and..."

"And?" I said, blushing and eager to know who this mysterious 'he' was.

"And there has never been a day when I don't hink of how you've always been there for me. You're in every good memory I've ever had."

"Oh." the wind left my lungs.

Drew pulled his car over on the side of the road. "Do you understand now?"

I looked into his bottomless dark green eyes, leaning towards him involuntarily.

"Yeah... I think Iunderstand..."

He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned. Drew leaned towards me as Icontinued to lean closer, with no control over my body. It was as if my muscles had rebelled against my mind. I could only think of the immense heat rolling off of Drew as his face came closer to mine. The scent of his cologne was almost overwhelming. The musky scent of the woods mingled with the peppermint zing of his toothpaste.

Our lips met in a passionate embrace, my shallow breath hitching in my throat. His arms curled around me, pulling me closer to him. The feeling wasn't wrong, nor animalistic. It felt almost...fated. Our lips moved almost in synchronization with each other. My heart was racing and the heat between us was growing stronger and more intense.

I had to have air. The choice was hard and reluctant, but I broke away, panting. Drew slipped his hand into mind, our fingers entwining.

"Drew," I breathed, leaning back a little.

"Yes?" His deep voice was gentle, sweet.

"We have to get home before Ray gets there with Farrrah." I couldn't help but laugh breathlessly, even though we were both shaking.

"Right," Drew grinned. He pressed his lips against mine one last time and then turned back to the steering wheel. He drove slowly, but we reached the reservation in about five minutes. Thankfully, my car wasn't there, which meant that Ray and Farrah hadn't arrived home yet.

Drew opened my door for me and walked me up the dirt path, his hand brushing mine.

"You should rest," he murmured in my ear as I put the key in the lock. I opened the door and led him inside, slipping my shoes off. Drew sat down in one of the old armchairs, gesturing for me to lay down on the couch. I did so and he got up, throwing a blanket over me and tucking it in.

"What channel do you want to watch?" he asked, picking up the remote. I shrugged. "Animal Planet it is then," he smiled, clicking to another channel.

"Seriously, Drew? Meerkat Manor?"

"What? They're cute!" Drew laughed, just as a knocking sound came from the direction of the front door. Drew got up to answer it.

He didn't quite make it to the door before Farrah let herself in and zipped over to my side to demand details on the day.

"In a minute, Farrah. Ray, did you get my backpack and homework?"

Ray nodded, setting my backpack on the floor beside the coat rack. He looked at me and smiled.

"Lucky for you, the teachers didn't assign any homework. Oh, and you left your purse in the cafeteria, too."

"Crap! I did?!"

'Don't worry," Farrah laughed. "We picked itup. It's by your backpack."

"Oh, thank you so much, Ray," Ismiled, looking at him. "Where are my car keys?"

Ray tossed them to me gently, and then looked at his watch.

"Well, it's 10:30. I had better get home."

"Okay. Bye Ray," I smiled as he gave me a hug.

"I'll see you at band practice tomorrow, Rhyan."

"All right!"

Farrah looked at Ray. "Do you need a ride home?"

Ray blinked, and then nodded,. "Well, yeah... I guess I do. Would you be so kind as to take me home, Ms. Saber?"

Farrah squealed with giddy delight and nodded. "Come on." She and Ray were back out the door within ten seconds.

"Now that we're alone," Drew smiled, "do you want me to come keep you warm? You're shivering."

"Nah, I'm not cold," I lied.

"Rhyan, you are such a bad liar," Drew laughed. "You have goosebumps all over you."

"Well, all right. I guess additional warmth won't hurt." Drew gently lifted u pmy head, sitting down and setting my head down on his knee. I sat up and snuggled closer to him, wrapping the blanket around both of us.

"Ahh, much better," Drew sighed, gently kissing the top of my head.

"Yeah... Much better..." I gently drifted off to sleep.


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