A/N: Hello every one once again! I hope you like this chapter as much as I do! I'm getting to know Kanti more and more as I write and this chapter has the most thought she has ever had! Continuing on, the day I posted chapter 4 I got 74 views the first day! Oh my god right? This month only I have received 114 views and 54 visitors! Thank you guys so much! A few quick things before I shut up in your head as you read. Kaytee who is Kanti's friend in the beginning, is based on my best friend in the whole world! Love you girl! (yes that is how you spell her name lol) and if you want to find out more about Kanti's shoes (TOMS) you should visit tomsshoes(dot)com! there organization is fantastic and there cute and super comfy!

Over and out!

~Morgan~

Kanti P.O.V:

After Seth left, my room was slightly messy, but ordered all at once. Jackson and I had dinner, and he went to bed at around 7:30. I cleared the table, washed the dishes and put them away. I decided to call one of my good friends from Northern part of California, Kaytee.

She was having fun, but she missed me. She talked about softball, and how the season was almost over. When we finally hung up, it was ten. Bored out of mind, I headed to bed. I took a shower, and braided my hair so it would curl. I then pulled on my shorts and tank top, and fell asleep.

In what seemed to be like the blink of an eye, the sun was up, and I was wide-awake. It was eleven in the morning – by now, my dad was at work no doubt. He worked at a bate shop here in La Push.

I decided to go down to Emily and Sam's place. It was cloudy, and a bit chilly, so I put on jeans and a tee, nothing particularly special, and took out my braids. I slipped on my silver glitter TOMS, and ran out the back to the horse stables.

I said "hello" to the horses, and walked down the aisle until I came to my horse, Thialia. She was a black coloured horse, the most beautiful creature on the face of this earth. She greeted me with a whinny, and a shake of her head. I brushed her mane, and her coat. I put her harness on, and started looking for a saddle. After searching in every closest possible, I gave up.

"I get to ride you bare-back today, Thialia!" I told her. I had been riding bareback since I was ten years old, and I knew she liked that better than having to wear a saddle. I took a rope, to tie her to a post if Sam and Emily didn't have anywhere to put her, and jumped on her back. I was off.

It took approximately five minutes to get there, because Thialia kept going into the bushes in search of food. When I arrived, I jumped off her book, and held onto her reins. Jake ran outside.

"Hey, Loca!" he said, smiling, and then killing me with a hug.

"Hey!" I said, after he freed me from his grip. "Where's Seth?"

"'Kay, cool!" I replied with a big smile. Paul, who had joined us, now looked at me and grimaced.

"Kanti, why are you so damn happy all the time?" he asked with a tone that was implying I was a freak. I rolled my eyes and frowned at his
use of language. I passed Paul the reins - he could put Thialia away, as he and Jake just kept on talking like I wasn't even there.

"I know - it's freaky!" I heard Jake say behind me, as I walked to the house. "If she ever meets Alice we are going to be in big trouble!" He laughed.

Who is Alice? I pondered to myself, as I walked indoors. The guys greeted me, and Emily, and I saw Nessie in the corner nibbling at a blueberry pancake. I could tell she was trying hard not to gag. I walked over and sat next to her.

She looked up and smiled at me. She was so pale, so beautiful. Especially next to me. I knew I was the kind of person that you couldn't tell what race she was. If I was an average girl, with less than average dark skin – or a Native American, who was not as dark as most. I have even been asked if I was part Asian.

After Nessie and I finished our plates, she took my plate. When her skin touched mine, I gasped. Her skin was so cold, but that's not why I gasped. When her skin touched mine, I saw what I thought was her thoughts.

I saw her looking at Jacob. I saw the way she looked at him and I could feel the love that she felt for him. I felt like I was in the middle of something very private so I pulled my hand away quickly and acted as if nothing had happened.

At exactly 12:30, Seth showed up. He was glad to see me. We spent the rest of the day talking. We had been in the backyard, but I got cold, so we went inside. We all talked together, and had a really fun time – but I was always setting next to Seth on the couch, attempting to keep warm.

Around nine, I decided I should go home. I said goodbye to everyone, and Paul showed me where Thialia was, and I walked us home. It was slightly hard to see because of the clouds, but the sun was still slightly up, thanks to the long summer days.

Thialia and I had almost reached home when I saw a guy about my age, sitting on the grass on the side of the road. He was extremely pale, paler than Nessie, even. He wore black clothing to match his jet-black hair. You could tell he was gothic.

When he looked at me, his eyes were blood-red. Colored contacts, I figured. I mean, he's Goth, and Gothic kids wear black-and-red, right?
When he looked at me, Thialia went crazy. She was bucking and kicking, whinnying, and in a very swift movement, she knocked me to the ground. I fell on my arm in an awkward position under me, knocking the wind out of me.

I felt blood in my mouth: I had busted my lip. I was going to be bruised pretty badly, and I couldn't feel my arm. I thought when you broke your arm, it was supposed to hurt … but I couldn't feel anything at all.

This boy terrified Thialia, and to tell you the truth, he freaked me out too. The boy reached up his hand as if to touch Thialia, but stopped short.

"Silence!" he commanded, in a deep voice that sounded so beautiful, but as if he were on drugs. Thialia stopped moving, as did I. He walked up to me, picking me up easily on to my feet, and then sat me in my horse. He looked straight into her eyes, and said, "take her to the hospital – she's broken her arm."

Thialia began to walk, and I watched my surroundings as we neared the small town of Forks, which neighbours La Push. I fell asleep then, wondering why Thialia had been so frightened. Why couldn't I feel any pain? Who was that boy?

A/N: Okay… so ya'll saw how many views I got right? Well I haven't gotten any reviews since the first chapter… So it would be soooooooo awesome if ya'll reviewed… it would make my heart super happy! Haha

Over and Out

~Morgan~

(P.S. Sorry for all the "Ya'll"s! I'm from Texas!)