Author's note: I'm sorry it took so long to get this story updated, and I apologize for the length. I've got a bit of writer's block, and even though I know where the story is going, I'm not quite sure how it's going to get there yet. I will be doing my best to keep the story updated every few days, but I apologize in advance if it takes me a long time to update again.

Sarah Fox hadn't been expecting a call that day.

She even considered not answering the high pitched ringing of the telephone, wanting to get back to her homework. But the phone was likely the lesser of two evils, Sarah knew. There were few people who knew enough to call her at home, and Sarah didn't feel particularly like speaking to any of them. But if it were her father, he would worry if she didn't pick up the phone. Finally, she decided to answer it.

"Hello, Sarah?" Before she could say a word, the words shot out at her. The husky voice was unfamiliar, but the expression in the voice made Sarah feel as if, whoever was on the other end of the line, knew her. It should have scared Sarah more than it did, that a stranger knew that she would answer the phone, but it didn't. After all, this was Forks. How could things get much stranger?

"Yes… Who is this?" Sarah asked uncertainly, discomfort threatening to take hold of her.

"Jacob Black. You probably don't know me, but I live down in La Push, not very far from Forks. I heard about you, and I just thought that I might be able to offer you some help getting around. I know Forks pretty well, so if you ever need any direction or anything…" The words were coming almost too fast for Sarah to follow, and there didn't seem to be much sense to them. Of course, she had seen Jacob Black before, and drooled all over him. But he had never even seen her… Had he?

"Uh… All right," Sarah replied, but uncertainly must have leaked into her voice, because Jacob was soon talking far too quickly again. The boy on the other side of the line didn't seem very sure of himself, and Sarah wondered why he was calling in the first place. Perhaps he was just interested in the legendary outsider… After all, Sarah had heard that La Push was about as isolated as Forks.

"I'm sorry to just barge into your life, you just didn't seem to be very comfortable in your surroundings," Jacob said. "I've got a few friends at the school your at, and I noticed that you didn't look really… Aware where you were, uncertain of what things were and where. So I thought that, if you want, I could show you were everything is in Forks. It's really not a big town, so it wouldn't take a lot of time out of your day. Who knows, I'll probably have time to show you all of Forks and La Push within an hour."

Sarah stopped herself from saying yes immediately, instead pausing to think about it. It would certainly be foolish to go out with a complete stranger so that he could show her around a totally unfamiliar town, but there was something about him that urged her to agree. Sarah knew very little about Jacob, and even if she did, it wasn't something that her city-instincts told her was a good idea. But before she could think about all that…

"Sure, why not."

"Great!" Sarah knew that, if Jacob had been there, she would have seen a relieved expression take hold of his face. There was a surprising amount of happiness in his voice, too. Sarah felt that she should be worried, but she wasn't. Even if there was something almost frightening about how pleased Jacob seemed that she had agreed, Sarah felt comfortable.

"I can pick you up, if you want," Jacob continued. Happiness had entered his voice again, and now all the uncertainty had faded. Just like he had said that Sarah had seemed uncomfortable in her own skin, it had seemed as if Jacob had been just as uncertain of himself. It was nice to hear that he was in a better mood now, all fear gone. "Where do you live?"

"Um… I'm not so sure my dad would be crazy about me riding a motorcycle just yet," Sarah replied, glad that the phone could hide her smile. The sight of Kevin Fox watching his daughter ride away on a motorcycle, clinging on to a boy who looked twenty-five years old for dear life certainly would have been a strange one.

Jacob laughed, a loud, booming noise. "No, no, of course not. I've got a car too, and I'll be over in it in a second. What's your address?"

Jacob arrived only fifteen minutes later, a sure sign that he had been travelling over the speed limit. Before arriving, Sarah had spoken to a few people who lived in Forks, and they often talked about how out of the way her house was, probably half an hour from the high way, never mind La Push. Nonetheless, Sarah climbed eagerly into the passenger's seat, and Jacob set off.

"There isn't much in this neighbourhood, so we should probably head downtown," Jacob said. "There's not much there, either, but we should be able to find something. Forks is mostly made up of houses, actually. I could drive you down to Port Angeles; they've got plenty more down there. A mall, a movie theatre… Much more than little Forks."

"What's La Push like?" Sarah asked, gazing out the window. There was rain falling lightly onto the window, clouding it.

"Not horribly different from Forks," Jacob admitted. "Its an old reservation, so we never get newcomers who no one knows, like you. Don't get me wrong, its great when new people come, but everyone knows each other there. Sometimes people from other reservations will come to live there, like Emily Young, a girl who's engaged to one of my friends. But there's never really mystery when you first meet people, you know? Not like in Forks."

Sarah couldn't help but laugh at this, and Jacob gave her a confused expression in response. "Your description of La Push is just strange to me," she explained. "Forks is a lot more isolated than any place I've ever been to. I didn't know more then fifty people in my school before, and suddenly everyone in Forks seems to know who I am. And after all the things that I've been through in Forks, comparing it to my home all this time, and you think of La Push versus Forks as I do of Forks against Los Angeles."

Jacob shrugged, smiling cheerfully. "Whatever you just said, I'm sure that it was true."