Chapter 4

We made our round around the drugstore, picking up a thermometer, advil, and stuff for when we got sick. We checked out, and then got back into the truck. "I think I could use some soup, actually." I said, looking over to my sister.

"I'm starting to get hungry too."

"There's a cafe I know, they've got the best potato soup. Do you wanna go eat?"

"Yeah, lets go."

I gave her directions to get to the cafe, and we pulled into a spot. We got out and went and found us a table to sit at. I ordered the potato soup and a water, while Bella ordered a sandwich and a coke. "How did your first day of school go?" I asked, sipping on my water.

"It was alright. I met half the school. Some people are nice, some pretty rude."

"Uh oh, who was rude to you?"

"Do you know Edward Cullen?"

"Yeah, everyone knows him and his siblings. Why do you ask?"

"Well, at lunch, he was staring me down, and then when I walked into the science room, he acted like he got a bad whiff of me. And I know I didn't stink. I just don't know what his problem is."

"Sis, I don't know. He is a very strange guy."

"Tell me about it. After school yesterday, I went to turn in my slip, and he was trying to change out of Biology. Said something about 'I'll just have to endure it.' What do you think he meant? It couldn't be because of me, could it?"

"There's no telling what he meant. You aren't the cause. He should have better manners than that!"

"He should. How about you? How was your first day?"

The waiter brought us over our food and I began nibbling on a chunk of potato, "It went, okay. I didn't sleep very well and was in a bad mood. I had a bad dream. It was just a long day at school."

"What kind of bad dream?"

"Just one that I wish was different. Look, its a very personal dream. I've only told my best friend about these dreams. It complicated."

She nodded like she understood what I meant, "That's fine. We can try again another time. I'm glad we are getting some sister time in."

"Yeah, me too."

We finished eating, and then were off to our house. We pulled into the drive, and I grabbed the bag from the drug store, took it to the upstairs bathroom, and put the stuff away. Bella went into her room to study, and so I went back into my room to read. As I was headed back to my room, there was a knock on the door. I peaked out the window to see Sam standing there.

I opened the door, "Hey Sam."

"Hunter, I came by to drop off your homework from yesterday and today. And to drop off the rest of your drinks." Same said, holding up a box of drinks and my homework papers. I grabbed the papers, and led him towards my room.

"Thank you Sam."

"Yeah, no problem." He said, setting the box on the bed. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, what's up?"

"What's going on with you and Jake?"

"Just some personal stuff. Why?"

"Well he usually is happy, but today he was sulking around the school, I guess. At least that's what the boys and Leah said."

"Yeah, some stuff happened, and we currently aren't talking. But, I need some time before we do talk."

Sam just nodded, "Yeah, he was wanting me to get you to talk to him, but Hunter, I know you're a strong willed woman. You're going to do what you want, and if that means that you need to take time to yourself, then that's what you need to do. Do you need a ride to school?"

I shook my head, "No, I have my bike. Dad isn't going to like me riding it again, but that's just a bridge I will cross later."

"Alright, well I have to get going. Jared and Paul are outside waiting."

"Thank you for dropping off the stuff. I'm glad that you came by."

"Yeah, no problem." He nodded and then walked out the front door.

It was getting closer to dinner time, so I ordered in some pizzas and sodas for us all. I went to my room, and hid my drinks in my closet. I sat at my desk, and worked on my homework until the cruiser pulled into the yard.

"Girls, I'm home!" Dad shouted, walking in the door.

"Bella is upstairs doing her homework, and I'm in here doing mine." I shouted back.

Dad's boots hit the ground as he took them off. I heard the soft patter of him walking towards my room, "How are you feeling Hunt?"

"I'm better. I just think I had an upset stomach. I'm going back to school tomorrow. I just didn't feel the best today. Thank you for letting me come home."

"Yeah. I'm glad you're feeling better. Are you starting dinner, or do you want me to?"

"I ordered in pizza. I hope that's okay."

"Yeah, yeah. Pizza's great." He said, his face lighting up. My dad and were alike in this way, we both loved pizza. Not the same kind, but we still enjoyed it. My sister liked it, but wasn't a huge fan. She still ate it when we had it for dinner. "Well, I'll be out here until it gets here. Wanna eat at the table, or in the living room again?"

"Living room. But I call the chair."

"How'd I know you were going to do that?" He said, smiling down at me.

"Because you know how much I love that chair."

"That I do." He said smiling while he turned back to the living room.

A couple of minutes went by, as I worked on my homework, and my phone lit up with a message. I walked over to my nightstand and picked it up.

I'm sorry I hurt you. I really really really didn't mean what I said. You're my best friend. Please, talk to me. There is no reason we shouldn't talk this out. You have to answer sometime. I'm the one picking you up, remember?

Shit. I have to respond and tell him that he isn't picking me up. I forgot to message him. Jacob, you aren't picking me up. I have my own way to school. Sorry. I sent it off, and muted my phone. The doorbell rang at that time, and so I went to the door, paid the guy, and sent him on his way. "Pizza's here!" I yelled, walking into the kitchen. Bella's footsteps boomed on the stairway, and dad got up from the couch. I put the pizza's on the counter, pulled out plates, and got the ranch and barbecue out of the fridge. I put some of the chicken pineapple barbecue pizza on my plate, and went to the living room. Dad put on one of his shows when he came in, and we all sat down and zoned out to it. I got up for seconds, and grabbed dad's plate for his seconds. After I sat back down and was finished eating, I put my plate in the sink, and went back to my room and shut the door.

I started up my bath, and let it fill up with the nice hot water. I added some bath salts, and bubbles. I grabbed one of the books I've been reading, stripped, and climbed into my bath. It was nice and warm, so I just leaned back and relaxed for a few minutes. I started reading my book. I read until the water started to go warm, and then I added some more hot water. I washed up, washed my hair, shaved, and then got out.

I dried off, and then I put on some shorts and a tank top. I got some fuzzy socks, put them on, and glanced at the time. It was nearing 8:30. Dads probably already asleep. I snuck out into the kitchen, and to the fridge. I grabbed a bottle of water, and some grapes, and went back to my room. I sat at the desk, finished up my homework, and ate my grapes. I threw away the vines, and then shut off my lights. I climbed into bed, and pulled the covers up around my shoulders. I snuggled down, and quickly fell asleep. That was one of the first nights that I didn't dream about Jacob Black.