A Sonata is a piece of played music, as opposed to music that is sung. The term - being vague - has evolved over the years, it is applied to most instrumental genres, but is most commonly referred to as the term for a solo piano piece, although can refer to a piano accompanied by another instrument.

Edward knows this because he knows almost everything there is to know about most subjects.

Or at least, he thinks he does.

But then he meets a girl that throws off everything he knows and he is so confused now.

He tries to hate her to begin with, because he could not understand, and because he attracted her when he didn't want to be attracted.

Then he was polite to her, the way he was taught, when he is kind and almost warm, he is surprised at how oddly real he feels when he is around her, because he finds himself enthralled by the girl that appeared from the sunny states and took the school by storm without even trying.

And then she almost dies. And the tune of his song changes key, the dank tune suddenly hitched and laboured, like a heartbeat that is struggling to continue.

She is fine; and soon the melody returns to whatever power it held before fear gripped him when he didn't think he was afraid.

After the accident he does not talk to her; fearing himself and her alike, but he still sees her, still watches her, hears her soft and feels her warmth and revels in her smiles, things are different and better and worse and Edward is so confused and he isn't used to feeling so confused.

Although a crazy part of his minds tells him it doesn't matter that he doesn't know because he might have the chance to know her better of he stopped being to foolish, selfish and scared, scared of being wrong of scared of not knowing.

And they talk again. A warning, but still; they talk.

He revels in her words, though they are filled with a fury and threat that her precious hands and good heart will never fulfil.

And he falls in love.

But he is far too young, and much too old, to understand that yet.