Chapter 4

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Of course, the very moment I got home I was nearly trampled by my mother, who seemed to have invited all of the members of the 'ladies-lunch'. Trying to regain her composure, my mother pulled her shoulders back and greeted me with her familiar fake smile. "Hi honey! Welcome back! That wasn't so bad now was it?"

"No I suppose it wasn't." I replied mirroring her fake smile

"I would think not! You spent a great deal of time there. Isn't that right ladies?" the women behind my mother nodded in agreement, "In fact I would say you we there for a good 45 minutes"

Up to this moment I didn't even realize the time. Now I stole a quick glace at the digital clock on the stove. I had left at about 12:15 and now it was 1:06. Wow. I was there that long? When I turned back to look at my mother, I noticed that all the ladies in the room were leaning toward me. "Yes I guess I was. They were all really nice,"

"Oh. That's wonderful," my mother sounded less then satisfied. I could tell she wanted a bit of gossip, "So how is their house coming together? I remember how long we took to get settled..."

"Actually, their house looked quite nice. The walls looked re-painted and the floors seemed new. Very homey," I finished my statement, hoping that my edited observations would be enough for her. After all, my mother was the last person that needed to know that the walls had been painted gray and there was a statue of Buddha in the entrance.

"Great! I'm glad their getting comfortable. Did you hit it off well with them?" my mother was still scanning me for information but, being as stubborn as I am, I would not give her any.

"Yeah the 19 year old, Vera, was very hospitable. All-in-all they seemed very mature for their ages," I easily avoided describing the scene I saw that involved the two boys wrestling down the stairs.

"That's good. I had my doubts..." her voice trailed off but her eyes were still staring into mine, searching for any giveaway that I was either lying, or not telling her something. Little did she know that I was doing both. I tried the best that I could, keeping my face calm and smiling politely into her ever pressing eyes. Finally the women surrounding my mother started to erupt into other conversations, and my mother was forced to join in. I quickly climbed the stairs and fell onto my bed. I was finally alone with my thoughts. They are so strange. Do they realize their so beautiful? And Edward. What about Edward? Was it really THAT weird that he shook my hand? Isn't that the polite thing to do? Or is he normally shy; like me? And what was with his hand?! It felt like I was holding an ice cube! Somewhere in my jumbled thoughts that all seemed to have a common theme, I drifted off to sleep. I was standing with my mother, her hand was holding my shoulder protectively, but I was trying to get away. In the distance I saw three figures standing near the edge of a cliff watching the setting sun. I pulled away from my mother and started running towards the figures, knowing already who they were. Joey turned to me and smiled wickedly before jumping off the cliff into darkness, he wanted me to follow him. However something held me back, it was Edward's hand, he was gripping my wrist with one ice-cold, unmovable hand. I glanced into his eyes and saw that his irises were the color of onyx. Vera tried to tear me away from Edward's grip, but failed; she stared at me, her lilac eyes full of warning. I looked at Edward who's face was now close to mine he flashed his teeth and... My eyes shot open. I was sweating and my heart was pounding. I realized that I'd been ignoring the fact that I had a really bad head ache. I hopped off my bed and made my way to the door trying, to understand my dream. I opened it and almost had a heart attack when I saw my mother in front of the door. Her hand was made into a fist and it was apparent that she was just about to knock. My hand flew to my mouth to prevent myself from screaming.

"Sorry hon, I didn't mean to frighten you."

"It's ok. I just didn't expect you to be there," my mother wore a smug smile and I noticed she was holding a phone.

"So... What's up?" My mother's smile broadened

"You have a phone call," she quickly shoved the phone in my hand and walked away. I was thrown for a second, Who would be calling me? I hadn't been exactly keeping in touch with any of my friends from school and I couldn't think of anyone who would want to call me. (I'm not always a barrel of fun... a.k.a. very stubborn) However, all my thoughts were answered the moment I put the phone to my ear and asked in a questioning voice..."Hello?"

"Hello Amy. This is Vera," my breath caught in my throat. Vera's voice sounded just as it had yesterday; flawless.

"Hey, what's up?" I desperately hoped that I sounded calm

"Well I was just wondering if you would be interested in seeing a movie tomorrow night with the boys and I" The BOYS. Of coarse by this she means Edward and Joey my heart was pounding

"Sure. It should be fun. Could you just give me the times?" I scrambled, searching for a pen and some paper on my untidy desk. I was shaking with excitement.

"We will pick you up after sunset. Is that alright with your mother?"

"Yeah, that's fine. She's ok with it," not bothering to even ask her

"Wonderful, I will see you then," she was definitely smiling

"Cool. Bye."

"Goodbye Amy," the smile was still on her lips.

My heart was still pulsing loudly when I hung up the phone. Oh God Tomorrow I would be seeing the- Are you kidding me?! I didn't even know their LAST NAME!!! Oh well. I'd be seeing them. And I didn't know why I was really excited. It was so awkward when I last met them, yet I would do it all over just to see their flawless faces.

"So you have plans tomorrow I hear," my mother asked slyly

"Yes I do," I answered with a smile

"After sunset?"

"Yeah- wait mom. How did you know that?"

"When I answered the phone, Vera told me what she was about to ask you. She's a charming girl. Very mature for her age...," my mother trailed off.

I walked upstairs to my room. So Vera knew that I wouldn't bother asking my mom if my plans were ok. So she asked her for me hmm... And why did Vera say 'After sunset' couldn't she just give a time? The sun doesn't always set at the exact same moment

The rest of the day was a blur. I vaguely remember my mother telling me she would be home late, but I can't remember if I ate dinner or not. I sat on my window seat and tried not to think about tomorrow. I replayed last night's confusing dream in my head over and over, trying to figure out what it meant. I watched the sun go down, and for the second time this week, I watched the new neighbors lights flick on the moment the sun flickered out.

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