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"I'll have coffee," Dan said from the door. Hope paused mid-pour, glanced up, and then nodded, placing another glass of orange juice in front of Luke, then filling a glass of water up for Autumn. Dan filled up his own mug of coffee, added what looked to be barely a few drop of creamer. Hope sat down, sipping her orange juice, but not really touching any food. She'd already eaten, and something told her that Dan expected people to wait for him before eating, probably the way he looked at Autumn and Luke with faint surprise. She'd read or watched somewhere that the lowest level in a wolf pack ate last, but she wasn't sure if that the reason why, or he'd just expected a little common courtesy from the teenagers.
"You said I could use your phone today," Hope said, just to break the silence. Dan nodded, "Can I use it now? I already ate." She didn't like the faint pleading note in her voice, but found she couldn't do much about it.
"After everyone is finished," Dan told her. Hope opened the mouth to argue, but then shut it of her own accord, slumping slightly from her perfect posture.
"Can I go get dressed then?" Hope asked, wishing she didn't feel stupid for asking permission. Dan nodded again, and Hope slipped out, going upstairs and taking a brief shower and thev changing. She thought about straightening her hair, but decided against it. Instead of heading straight downstairs, she unpacked her things, carefully putting them away and setting out a four framed photographs -one of she and her boyfriend at Junior Prom; one of she and her friends all dressed up in their ballet costumes; one of she, her father, and her grandmother sitting on their porch; and the last one of her mother, who bore a striking resemblance to her daughter, though she had grey eyes and was, in Hope's opinion, far, far prettier- and two small white candles on her end-table.