Here's Chapter Four for you. Almost 5 pages. This one was hard to write though, so it might be crap. Lemme know what you think!

(I feel it's good to put a disclaimer every chapter or so)

Disclaimer: So I was on the phone with Steph earlier and I said to her, 'How cool would it be if I owned your number one selling book series for awhile?' She just kinda laughed and said 'Kids these days...' Yea I don't own it, and due to my convo with the author earlier it isn't gonna happen any time soon.

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Chapter 4

Reconciliation

The next time I woke up, the clock was flashing a more decent time. I rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom. I took a short fifteen minutes to get ready and then came down the stairs. I saw my mom talking on the phone, completely engrossed in the conversation. So engrossed that she had forgotten about the eggs she was trying to fry in the pan on the stove. I raced to stop them from catching on fire. I reached the stove and turned the dial to off. The house was saved from destruction but the eggs were a different story. I quietly lifted the pan from the stovetop and dumped them into the trashcan. My mom turned around as she heard me set the pan down. She gave me an apologetic smile and shrugged. I nodded and turned to make my breakfast in silence. I grabbed a handful of cereal from a random box and an apple from the bowl on the counter. I put my hand to my mouth and dropped the cereal into it. I swallowed without chewing and then took a bite of the apple. It was bitter. I spit it out into the sink and threw it away. I ran upstairs and into the bathroom. I gargled some mouthwash to make the taste go away. When I looked up into the mirror, I saw Sophia Cullen standing behind me. I whipped around but she wasn't there. See, I grumbled to my subconscious, this is what moving to a stupid small town in the middle of nowhere will do to you!

As I thought of Sophia's face again, all I could see was her perfect lips twisted into that scowl. Her black eyes like lasers into the back of my head. As I thought of chemistry and then that episode in the office, I couldn't control my anger. What had I done to her? I had never spoken a single word to her. The most offensive thing that I could have done was think that she was the most beautiful woman on the planet, and that's hardly offensive. I decided that as soon as I saw her at school today I would march up to her and demand what her problem was.

I stormed down the stairs and to the Volvo. I revved the engine and took off, very slowly to school. I got to the parking lot and sat on the hood of my car. I parked right in the middle so that I would see them when they pulled in. I waited for thirty minutes and, by then, everybody was there. We had fifteen minutes until class started and they hadn't pulled in. Just as I was about to go inside I saw an off road Jeep pull in as well as the black Mercedes form yesterday. I hopped off of my car and started to storm over to them all, but I stopped when they all got out. There were only eight people. Every single one stunningly beautiful and dressed perfectly, but the most beautiful wasn't there. Sophia was missing. I slowly turned around and walked into the school. The school day went by uneventfully. I had already done a report on Ernest Hemingway's A Farewell to Arms for English, math was stupid, and I had already studied World War One intensively. Right before chemistry, I had a small hope that Sophia would have shown up for the last two hours. But when I walked in, she wasn't there. I sat through class silently and then made my way to gym. I tripped over four basketballs, hit three people in the head and possibly sprained my wrist.

I went home and did my homework. I picked up my phone and ordered a pizza. It got to the house right after mom got home. We ate in silence. I cleaned up the mess from the dining room table. When I was done I meandered my way up the stairs and got ready for bed. I sat down in front of my computer and moved the mouse around until the screen lit up. I clicked on the Internet icon and waited for it to load. I went straight to my emails. There was only one from my dad, basically doing the whole question/answer thing that parents do. I easily answered each one and then shut down my computer. I climbed into bed and fell asleep.

I had the nightmare again. Only this time the girls' hair was the exact golden honey brown as Sophia Cullen's. I got two steps closer tonight before she stood to attack. I woke up in a daze. I looked at the clock and I was fifteen minutes late. I rolled out of bed and threw on the first things that my hands touched. I grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. I jolted out the door and into my car. In my rush, I had almost forgotten about my dream. While driving to school, I remembered how the girls' hair was exactly like Sophia's hair and that reminded me that I was mad at her. She was sure to be at school today.

Only she wasn't. She wasn't there on Friday either. I was highly confused. If all of her siblings were here, then why wasn't she. It gave me something to think about over the weekend. More like obsess over. By Monday, her absence was killing me.

I pulled into the parking lot forty-five minutes early. I hopped out of my car and headed over to the picnic tables that are in front of the main building. I pulled out my math homework, hoping to rework some problems that I wasn't sure about. I slipped my iPod buds into my ear and got to work. I only resurfaced when I felt little paper wads attack me. I looked around and saw that Andrew, Jennifer, Madison and Jonathan had all thrown them at me. I looked at my watch and saw it was timed to head inside. I stood up and slipped my iPod and books back into my bag. As I swung my bag over my shoulder, I saw their cars pull in. I watched as they parked simultaneously. As they all got out, I counted heads. Two blondes, one chestnut, two copper and three black I felt a jolt of disappointment as I turned away. But something compelled me to turn around and just as I did I saw Sophia step out of the Mercedes and flip her hair behind her head like a model. I gasped as I watched them walk inside in perfect procession. I decided that it would be a good day.

Classes seemed to creep by. When they bell finally rang dismissing lunch, I bolted out of my seat, causing my chair to fall over behind me. I heard several giggles and a few "Where's the fire?" Comments. I laughed tensely and picked up the chair. I shot out of the lunchroom and hurried to the science building. I took a deep, calming breath outside of the classroom. As mad as I had been at Sophia for her reaction last Wednesday, I couldn't wait to see her again. I thought about her perfect face, the way her eyes were perfectly spaced for her nose. About how her cheekbones would make any supermodel green with jealously. About her hair, how it's color was so flawless and how it's slight wave gave it a timeless look.

I exhaled and stepped into the classroom. As I had hoped, she was sitting in the stool next to mine. The look on her face was serene and calm. There was no sign of the glare that had been on her face last week. I casually walked over to out table, trying to look as calm as she did. I'm sure I failed. I put my backpack on the back of the stool and grabbed a notebook and pen out of it. I dropped them on the table, sending a whoosh of air in Sophia's direction. I saw her jaw clench together, but the look on her face remained the same. I grabbed my book out of my bag and sat down in my seat. I folded my hands on top of the desk and looked straightforward.

"Hello," I heard her say. Her voice was smooth, a satin sheet on skin, and musical. It sounded was a melody from an unknown song. I turned to look at her. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to introduce myself last Tuesday. I am Sophia Cullen. You are Will?" Her voice had slight tension in it. I wondered vaguely if she was still mad but was trying to be civil. I could only nod to answer her question. When I finally regained my ability to speak, a sub walked into the classroom. He announced that Mrs. Melani was in a meeting and that we had this period to study for our test on Friday. I turned back to Sophia when he had finished his spiel.

"You were... you were gone?" I meant it to be a statement but it came out like a question. She nodded making her honey hair bounce. "Yea, well I had some personal thing to take care of up in Denali." I nodded and turned forward again. She quietly asked, "Are you liking Forks so far?" I didn't turn to look at her but responded all the same. "No, not really." She gave one short laugh. It sounded the tinkling of bells. "Why is that? The weather?" Was she teasing me? I responded with, "Yea the weather is definitely a major factor. I don't really like the rain. Anything wet that falls on my head.... I just..." I ended with a slight shudder. She laughed again and said, "If you despise the rain, why did you move to the rainiest place on the continental U.S.?"

I looked at her now. She seemed sincere enough but her eyes were very... playful. There was something different about her today. I couldn't quite place it. I tried not to get lost in her golden eyes but.... wait golden? Weren't they black, dark night sky, black just last Tuesday? I shook the thought out of my head. I tried to reply quickly enough that it didn't seem like I had been distracted. "It's slightly complicated." I didn't fool her. She smiled and said, "I know I look blonde but I'm sure I can handle it." I sighed and said "My parents got divorced and I didn't want to live with my dad." She rose her eyebrow and said "Is that it? I'm sure there's more." I exhaled in a huff and added, "I can't leave my mom. She's kind of dependent. Like the other morning for example, she was cooking some eggs and got a phone call. She didn't even notice when they were catching on fire. She needs someone there for her. Not that she needs a babysitter but...." I trailed off blushing. I knew I was ranting.

Sophia was string right at me with a hard look on her face. I blushed harder when she didn't look away. She continued to stare at me with that blazing look and I finally had to say something. "What?" I'm sure I was crimson red but she seemed not to notice.

"Nothing," she replied, "Its just... I find you very hard to read. I'm trying to figure you out." Right as she said her last word the bell rang. I jumped at the sound of the noise but Sophia didn't seemed phased. We both slipped off of our stools and grabbed our bags. I glanced over at her bag and noticed some designer label. Coach, maybe Chanel? I'm not sure. It looked just like a bag that my mom had been drooling over in a magazine the other day. The thing was, it was 700 dollars. On top of that it wasn't available in the U.S. for another nine months. I let the thought slip from my head as we walked from the classroom. Sophia was staring at me again. I felt the heat rise from my chest. I couldn't believe that I was blushing again. I looked right back at her as we got to the doors outside. I was so sure that her eyes were black the other day. "Hey did you get contacts?" I asked abruptly. She stopped in her tracks. "What?"

"Did you get contacts? The other day your eyes were dark black and now they're this honey, golden color...." I trailed off as I got lost in her eyes. As what I said went through her head, they went from warm pools to ice. She brusquely said, "Yes, well it's... um the shirt I'm wearing... maroon makes my eyes stand out. Umm." And then she turned on her heel and walked away. I stare after her confused. I hadn't realized what she was wearing; I was too concerned with her face. Her maroon low V-neck sweater matched flawlessly with the gray mini-dress she had on beneath it. She had purple tights that went down into her gray ankle boots. Her outfit matched her face. They were both perfect.

I went to gym and suffered thorough another period of hell. As when I got outside, I saw that it was snowing. Great. I took one step and almost fell over. Along with the snow, all of the rain had frozen, forming ice. That does not help the un-coordinated. I got to the back of my Volvo and popped the trunk. I threw my backpack into the back and pulled my iPod out of my bag. I put the left ear bud into my ear and pressed play. I shut the back of the trunk and realized that I had left my keys in the trunk as I lifted the latch to open the trunk I saw the Cullen's walk outside. They all looked perfect but Sophia was by far the most beautiful. I watched them gather around their cars across the lot from mine. Sophia was watching me and I blushed. I turned around and lifted my trunk. I groped around for my keys but I couldn't find them anywhere.

I was all the way into the back of the car when I heard the squelch of tires sliding on ice. I pulled out of my trunk just in time to see Madison's SUV sliding towards me. I had about three seconds before the giant car smashed into me. I was frozen by fear. It's like in those dreams when you are being chased and all of a sudden your feet are stuck in the ground. All I could do was stare at the giant vehicle sliding towards me.

About a millisecond before the van should have hit me, I was knocked to the ground by something hard and cold. I hit the ground, landing about three feet away from where I had been standing previously. I turned my head to see the van hit my Volvo and then about a split-second after it bounced away, I saw Sophia throw herself onto the ground behind me. I was bewildered. How had she gotten across the lot in less than three seconds? How had the SUV just bounced off of her as if she were made of stone?

We both looked at each other at the same time. The intensity in her eyes was unavoidable. She didn't break her gaze as she stood up and brushed off her sweater. I looked at the with incredulity. I knew every question that had run through my head was playing on my face. All she did was turn around and walk away. Right back to her siblings. I saw their terrified looks mingled with furry. The furry was radiating off of Jacob and Renesmee's faces. They slid into their cars and drove off.

In all this time I had been swarmed by almost every student that went to Forks High. I was still so shocked at what had happened that I barely noticed the ambulance and police cars that had shown up. I was shoved into the back of the ambulance and had an oxygen mask strapped to my face. I barely had enough time to see it, but I'm sure as they shut the doors of the ambulance I saw the imprint of a hand, arm, and shoulder into the passenger side door of Madison's SUV.