Sunrise

Chapter 2: Unexpected

"Boston?" Jacob sat on the ground. He suddenly felt dizzy and needed the trees to stop spinning for just one second.

"You ok? You look a little green…" The girl commented.

"Fine…" Jacob's stomach gave out a loud gurgle and the girl flailed her arms around as if trying not to fall.

"An earthquake in Boston?! Impossible!" She laughed. Jacob allowed himself to smile a little. His heart was still throbbing against his ribcage.

"You're always so sarcastic," Jacob observed.

The girl lightly smiled and rolled her eyes at him. "You act like you know me."

"You're right…I don't even know your name."

"Maggie," She stuck out her hand.

"Jacob," He shook her small hand. "Ok, Maggie, so where are you from?"

"Far, far away," she answered matter-of-factly. Jake raised his eyebrow.

"How old are you?"

"In between young and old."

"What school do you go to?"

"I already know everything."

"How long have you been in Boston?"

"Too long."

"Are you going to answer any of my questions?"

"How about you answer some of mine? Like…where'd you come from? How come you ran away—"

"Wait, wait, wait! What makes you think I ran away?" Jacob interrupted.

"You didn't even know we were in Massachusetts," She scoffed. "So, you gonna tell me?"

Jacob was silent. He was having a never ending argument in his head with two very stubborn sub consciences.

You should just tell her. Get it over with.
No! It's none of her business.
Who cares?! So he accidentally ran away across the country because he got his heart broken—big freaking deal!!
Yes…let's dig deeper into the bleeding wound…

"Yoo Hoo!! Still in there?" Maggie waved her hand in front of Jacob's face. He adverted his attention back to her, but found his mouth was dry.

"I…" He began

"Don't tell me," Maggie quickly raised her hand to halt him. "I don't want to know."

"What?" Jacob was truly confused.

"You are obviously having a hard time dealing with something in your past," she noticed his bewildered expression. "I know everything, remember?"

Jacob felt like an open book with helpful pictures etched at the side of it. He was impressed by her ability to read him so well and tried to reciprocate. "So…uh…um…"

"So, I'm not one to pry into your business. You don't need to tell me anything"

"So what's the catch?"

"I don't ask about your past, you don't ask about mine," She said, simply.

"That's it?"

Maggie thought for a while. "I'll take you to the best fast food joint you've ever been to and I'll let you pay for it," She batted her long eyelashes and conjured up a smile that would make it impossible for anybody to reject.

Jacob laughed and was glad that he had the habit of leaving money in his pant pockets instead of carrying a wallet around.

"Sure, sure," he answered and followed her down the road. He was deeply affected by this strange girl. She was definitely hiding something from him, but he decided against meddling. He had enough problems of his own. He knew that he'd have to return to La Push and face the music sooner or later, but he found Maggie's presence very comforting—also he hadn't thought about Bella for the past couple of hours, which was a definite plus.

Maggie led them through the busy city streets to a crowded, rundown area. He noticed Maggie shiver once, then twice. Her porcelain skin was tainted with goose bumps. Jake removed his large jacket and handed it to her, which she took gratefully.

Streetlights softly lit up the lively city and pigeons noisily fluttered above them. Passerby's pushed and shoved their way through squished sidewalks and cabs were constantly coming and going. Boston was loud and terribly irritating, but Maggie was enamored with it all.

"Brother John's?" Jacob read the sign hanging above a tattered, old restaurant.

"Their burgers are to die for," Maggie's eyes sparkled at the run down building before them.

They were seated at the bar and their food came quickly. Jacob found the place to actually have a very vivacious appeal. He took it all in—the smell of cheap beer, cigarettes and greasy foods mixed together, the sound of balls colliding with one another at the pool tables, and constant cheerings from old men watching the football game. He loved it.

Jacob noticed a dark, cloaked man sitting by himself at the opposite end of the restaurant. His face was covered, but his eerie presence initiated suspicion.

"Hey, do you know that guy?" Jacob asked. Maggie followed his gaze and her cheerful demeanor was quickly replaced with shock. She swiftly recomposed herself and turned away.

"Nope," Her calm appearance almost demolished the suspicion Jake had. Almost. "But don't worry, I usually have this affect on people, like you see that guy over there? Been staring at me ever since we've entered! I mean come on…can he be any more obvious?"

Jake got the feeling that she was trying to steer him away from any thoughts of the mysterious man. He sighed and turned around to see whom Maggie was talking about. His jaw literally dropped as Sam sent him a curt nod.

"Ohcrap," Jacob said as banged his head on the table.

"What? Do you know him?" Maggie asked. Jacob nodded miserably as Sam made his way to the bar and greeted them.

"Hello, Jacob," he said with no emotion. Maggie eyed him suspiciously. Jacob gave no sign of acknowledgement.

"Do you mind if--" Sam began, but Maggie immediately got up, getting the point.

"Of course," She smiled and then faced Jacob, who took a sudden interest on the ant crawling on the table. "Uh…it was nice meeting you, Jake. Thanks for...well, you know."

Jake finally lifted his head and watched as Maggie exited. Immediately after she left, the cloaked man was on his feet and out the door. Jake was just about to go after her but Sam stopped him.

"You have to come home. Now." Sam said. Jacob wanted nothing more than to argue and disagree, but he knew that Sam was right. La Push was where he belonged—his commitment was with the pack and Billy. He couldn't just leave them. He realized that he had no energy left inside of him to fight so with a reluctant nod, Jacob followed Sam outside of the restaurant.

Maggie wrapped Jacob's jacket tightly around herself. It was at least another couple blocks before she'd reach her cousin's house and the air around her was illuminating danger.

The little yellow house finally came into view and Maggie let out a breath of relief. Almost too quickly, an icy touch reached her shoulders, causing her body to stiffen. She shut her eyes and pursed her lips.

"Ah…my little, Maggie…" the cloaked man grinned.

Thanks for reading my story! Reviews are appreciated :)

-Cam