Esme lay on her bed contemplating over whether she should go to the beach with Colton and came up with a list of pros and cons in her head. Firstly, she thought that it would be good to get out of the pack house and breathe in the fresh sea air, but the thought of walking through that bar again mad her stomach sink. All the eyes that would be upon her, pitying her, some probably thinking she should grow up and stop behaving like this made her feel dispondent. The thought of being judged by people overwhelmed her and before this new life of werewolves and vampires she was nothing like that. She was confident, popular, and didn't give a s**t what anyone pictured her as, so why was it so different now? She couldn't explain it. Then of course there was the constant images of the homeless guy c
