Chapter 2

"Each meeting occurs at the precise moment for which it was meant. Usually, when it will have the greatest impact on our lives."

Travelling alone was kind of strange. She was used to silence, her house was more often than not filled with it but her rides to Beacon Hills were usually a lot more fun. Although she kind of liked that she didn't have to argue with anyone over music choice and there was no one to tell her to stop singing so loudly. Well, there was that guy at the stop light who screamed at her but he hardly counted.

The journey actually seemed to take longer when she was by herself despite the fact that she knew the way there better than than the back of her hand. It was probably because she didn't have Scott to talk to.

Pulling into the driveway of the all too familiar drive induced a warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach that she only ever felt when she was there. When she first felt it she thought she was ill and had contracted some sort of stomach disease but a short conversation with Melissa later it turned out what she was actually feeling was love.

Will yanked the door open, leaving the keys in ignition, and ran as fast as she could to the door. She knocked twice just to seem somewhat more polite but didn't wait for someone to answer instead letting herself in with the spare key under the mat.

"Honey, I'm home!" She called into the house expecting Scott to come and greet her as Melissa was working. When no one called back she became curious.

They knew she was coming...at least she thought they did. No, she was absolutely positive they knew she was coming she had been texting Scott ever since they had set a date with the count down to today.

"Scott?" Will started checking various rooms to see if he was just hiding or listening to music or something. When is became apparent that no one was on the lower floor of the house she realised that they had forgotten after all.

With a sigh she returned to the car to get her cellphone. She thought she had left it in the cup holder but it had fallen and was on the floor of the passenger seat. She reached over to get it and in doing so stretched her leg out behind her.

She managed to grab her phone and instead of exiting the car stayed in the same position to text Scott. Just as she was about to text him her phone vibrated and a text popped up:

Scott: Sorry for blowing you off something important came up

Rolling her eyes she began to type back still not moving from her uncomfortable position half in-half out of the car.

Me: Someone better be dying or I'll never talk to you again :(

Just as she was about to get out of the car and start carrying her stuff into the house her phone vibrated again.

Scott: Even if I bring pizza?

She shook her head laughing to herself and placed the phone in the cup holder making sure it was in a safe position before manoeuvring herself out of the car. Just as she was nearly out of the car a voice called out startling her.

"Do you need some help?" The voice was so unexpected that she ended up hitting her head on the door frame.

"Holy-" She cradled her head spun around to face the voice and stopped mid-curse. Standing before Will was a guy. From where he was stood sun rays seemed to outline him making him look like some sort of angel and Will's breath caught in her throat. She didn't think she had ever seen someone so good looking before.(Though she hadn't actually seen many average looking guys either. Her town wasn't exactly 'party central') He was all cheekbones and jawline and...attractive looking.

"-you're tall." She blurted looking up at him.

Scott wasn't exactly the tallest of people and considering that he was the only guy she ever hung out with the guy before her looked like some sort of tree. You know if trees had curly hair and blue eyes... He'd make a really good looking tree.

"You're Scott's cousin?" He asked raising his eyebrows at her.

"Will, nice to meet you." She said with a smile extending her hand towards him. Her took her hand shaking it slowly.

"Will?" He frowned. Why would a girl be named Will?

"I used to be a guy." She explained with a completely straight face. His eyes widened in surprise as he tried to think of an appropriate response.

"Oh. Uh, well good for you? At least you're finally yourself..." She noticed he had straightened up and looked kind of worried that he had said the wrong thing. Will felt slightly guilty but couldn't stop herself from laughing. This boy was awfully cute.

Will looked back at him to see him wearing a hurt expression.

"Sorry, I was just joking around." She apologised adding a smile to show that she really was joking. "It's actually just short for Willow."

He relaxed at this. "You could have just said 'Hi, I'm Willow'. Or do you like making people feel awkward?"

"Sorry, natural reflex? Make other people feel awkward so they don't notice just how awkward you are? It seems to be working well." By raising her shoulders and hands in a 'what-can-you-do?' gesture she managed to get a small laugh out of him as he shook his head.

"Are you sure you're related to Scott?" He looked just a bit sceptical although, she would be too. Scott and Will were nothing alike. At least Will didn't think they were anything alike.

"Absolutely." Just to enforce it she nodded resolutely. Then added "I think." while grinning at him.

"Anyway, I'm Isaac." He continued after realising he had never gotten the chance to tell her his name. So this was the guy Scott had told her was staying with them for a while.

"Will, nice to meet you." She extended her hand mimicking their earlier introduction.

"You know, I think we've already been over this part." He pointed out with a half smile but shook her hand nonetheless.

"Yeah but this time you don't feel as awkward." She said matter of factly. "You wanna help me with my stuff?" Jabbing a thumb over her shoulder towards the trunk of her car she didn't wait for him to answer before moving towards it and grabbing her suitcase.

"Uh,sure?" Isaac felt like it wasn't actually a question.

"Great! There's some boxes of books, can you grab a couple?"

Dumping his rucksack in the hallway he returned to her car. When she had said there were 'some' boxes of books Isaac had imagined 2 or 3 boxes but there had to be at least 6 and he wondered how she had actually managed to acquire that many books. Putting that thought aside he grabbed 3 boxes stacking them on top of each other and carried them into the house. He found Will waiting at the top of the stairs.

"Um...those boxes are pretty heavy, books aren't exactly the lightest of things. You could pull something carrying that many." She took a box from him when he reached her and made her way to the third door down the hallway pushing it open with her foot.

"You told me to grab a couple." He replied following her to her room.

"I meant collectively. Like take one box at a time and stop after a couple. I didn't mean grab as many as you can without breaking your arms." Will placed the box down next to an already nearly full book case and indicated for Isaac to do the same.

"I always wondered whose room this was." He mused as he took in the room.

The walls were all some sort of blue shade but none of them were the same shade. One wall was lined completely with book cases and most of them were nearly full. A few books were stacked on the bedside table and in the window seat which was scattered with various throw pillows.

"What? Why have you been in my room before?" Her voice sounded quite alarmed.

"I was looking for a book I needed for uh, school and Melissa told me to try in here."

"Thank God! I thought you were some kind of weird...room...pervert..." When neither of them said anything she hurried to the door. "That literally made no sense what so ever so I'm gonna go get some more of my stuff and hope that you forget everything I've said so far."

Isaac shook his head as he followed her back to her car to help carry the rest of her belongings.