It was around half seven when Jacob knocked on the door. Anya opened the door and ushered him in, asking if he wanted any breakfast. Callas was on one of the sofas with Zeus lying next to her as she waited for Reed. She looked up at him with a confused look, but a smile on her face nonetheless. She didn't expect him to show up at the house. At first, she didn't even know how he knew where it was, but he was the one who fixed the locks after all. Maybe she would ask him about the one in her room at some point.

     Silas walked in from the kitchen, a cup of coffee in his hand. "Oh! Hello, Jacob." Silas smiled as he greeted Jacob with a firm handshake. "What brings you over here?" Silas set the cup on the table by his recliner sofa.

     "Just came by to see if Cal wanted a lift to school today." Jacob smiled at him before looking at Callas.

     "I'll go ask Reed if he's cool with it." Callas left her bag on the sofa, turning to walk up the stairs before Reed bumped into her on the second step.

     "Cool with what?" Reed asked, he always had impeccable timing recently. "Oh, hey." He looked at Jacob weirdly. "Who's—?" Reed asked Callas quietly.

     "This is Jacob Black, Billy's kid," she told him. Reed nodded and walked over, offering his hand to shake.

     "Sup," Reed greeted.

     "Hey." Jacob shook his hand.

     "What am I cool with?" Reed turned back to Callas once he dropped Jacob's hand.

     "With me dropping her off at school," Jacob spoke, beating Callas to it, catching Reed's attention once more.

     "Oh, yeah sure, if she doesn't mind." Reed was fixing the shirt collar as he turned to look at Callas.

     "I'm fine with it." She shrugged, being apathetic to the situation.

     "Alright, I'll see you when I get back then. Love you, Cal," Reed mumbled quickly as he kissed her forehead, making his way back up the stairs to finish getting ready.

     "Love you too," she called out to him.

     "See you when you get back home, Pumpkin." Silas sat down, with the newspaper in his hand. Zeus got up to lay by his feet.

     "Have a good day." Anya kissed the side of her head as Jacob walked out.

     She picked up her bag and followed Jacob out of the house, waving goodbye to Silas and Anya. Jacob handed her a helmet. She raised an eyebrow before noticing his motorbike, she nodded in realisation and took the helmet, putting it on. Jacob chuckled and fixed it, making sure it was on right before he sat down first, putting his own on. Once Callas got on behind him, he took her hands, wrapping them around his waist before he kicked off. Her arms tightened around him, not wanting to fall off as he sped down the road of houses and out onto the highway towards the school.

     Callas could tell that it was getting closer and closer to winter. The weather was gloomier and the rain never seemed to stop. The temperature was always cold recently and the fact that her window opened all the time didn't really help her much. Even though Callas did like winter, and the holiday off school that came with it, she wasn't a fan of being frozen to the bones every day. She was sure that it was going to snow this year and heavily, although nothing could really compare to Utah out of all the places that she had lived.

     From what she could see out of the helmet, the leaves on the trees were already a dark red colour, something that Callas loved about autumn. Soon, all that would be left would be the skeleton of the tree. The trunk and bare branches would be naked of leaves. Small nests would be left behind and soon covered in a smooth blanket of snow. She hoped that no one at school would involve her in a snowball fight. If that ever happened she would kill someone, she hated snowball fights, the snow would just melt and leave her soaked in ice cold water.

     By the time Jacob had parked up in front of the school, the others were already sitting in front of their trucks, waiting for them. Callas got off the motorbike, trying to gain her balance. She took off the helmet and crouched down, she placed the helmet on the floor, and clasped her hands together as if she was praying. She let out a huff of air as she closed her eyes. Jacob could hear the other boys laughing, he turned his head once he took his own helmet off and he looked down at Callas with a small smile. He looked back up and tried to hold in a laugh.

     "Never again," Callas spoke loudly. "I'm praying to God, thanking him that I'm alive right now," she mumbled. Jacob squeezed her shoulder, taking the helmet off the ground, throwing it into the back of the truck along with his, just so they were safer than being left on the motorbike itself.

     "It wasn't that bad," Jacob defended.

     "Excuse me? Not that bad? I almost died." She could have sworn she heard a growl from behind her. "You almost hit a fox, or whatever the hell it was, and swerved like a crazy man!" She over dramatized her actions as she stood up.

     "That didn't happen." He laughed.

     "I saw my life flash before my eyes, Jacob."

     He rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah? And what did you see?"

     "Not much, it sucked, I'm really boring." One of the boys sitting on the back of the truck laughed loudly. "But that's going to change! I'm not dying having led a boring life, I need to find myself some action." The same boy hooted while the others laughed, her cheeks warmed up. "Shut up, I didn't mean—" She huffed and walked away, towards the front doors of the school.

     When she walked in, she was met by the same laminated floors and bright lights. This time she knew where to go and walked towards the office. As she walked in she noticed Henry sitting on one of the uncomfortable blue chairs, obviously waiting for her. The woman at the desk smiled and handed her the form, already knowing who she was. Callas turned to look at Henry, he grinned and stood up, walking around the low table to meet up with her before they both walked out.

     "Rumour has it that you tackled a kid to the floor just after I left." Henry snorted a laugh.

     "I didn't tackle him." She rolled her eyes. "I accidentally knocked him over." Henry went to interrupt. "With my body." Callas finished. She groaned and placed her hands over her face. "It was so embarrassing, I couldn't even look at him this morning."

     Henry clapped his hands together with his head thrown back. "That's amazing. Next time I want to watch you rugby tackle a kid." Henry laughed as he fixed the straps of his bag. "What do you have first?" She took out her timetable, and he looked over she shoulder. Although he was her 'friend' she wasn't comfortable with how close he was still.

     "Maths." She huffed before putting it away.

     She looked down the corridor and noticed that Jacob's friends, minus Embry and himself, were all by the lockers, talking to each other, somewhat secretively. That was until one of the boys, who was taller than the others, turned around. It was the same boy who high-fived her yesterday and hooted that morning. She could have sworn that they glared in her direction and that she heard a growl. But that was obviously insane. Henry gently took hold of her elbow, steering her away and towards a different corridor towards the Maths classroom.

     Callas just wanted to go home and take a nap, even more so when the day dragged on. It was third period, meaning she had Chemistry. But at least she had Embry. They sat together, next to the window, at the desk. They had a couple of things laid out on the table, she could see a plastic soda bottle, a packet of yeast, a small cup, food colouring and liquid washing up soap. Callas knew that that meant they were going to do experiments. All she wanted to do was sleep. She had Maths with Henry, in the morning, and then another free with him which they spent in the library doing work.

     Henry had Biology while she had Chemistry, which also went the other-way-round, so, when he had Chemistry, she had Biology. But after Biology, Henry had English while she had a free, just like yesterday when she had English. Their timetables were similar in some ways. They both had P.E. last together, but she had Biology beforehand and he had Chemistry. Luckily, she had a kit ready for P.E. even though it was just a pair of sweatpants and a running top. She would obviously have to get the actual uniform at some point. Hopefully, they would be doing something she actually enjoyed, or something she was good at.

     "You okay, Callas?" Embry gently nudged her side. "You zoned out."

     Callas looked towards him. "What?"

     Embry laughed, looking down at the table before he looked back up. "I said are you okay? You zoned out."

     "Oh." She smiled shyly. "Yeah, I was just thinking."

     "About what?" He asked with a lopsided grin.

     Embry was beautiful. Not that Callas would probably ever say that out loud, in fear of embarrassing herself in front of him even more than she already has. There was no way that he got a weird feeling in his stomach whenever he saw her, the way she did with him. It was just a silly crush, it wouldn't last. Their eyes met and she couldn't help but notice that his eyes were the colour of rich chocolate, melted with chestnuts. Like they were hiding something mysterious in the dark, with specks of golden honey or of light shining through whiskey, and it drew Callas in like an enigma.

     He raised an eyebrow, not expecting to be looked at like that. She blinked and looked away, she swore that if her hair wasn't covering her face then he would have seen her cheeks flame up with a reddish hue. She bit her bottom lip, closing her eyes, just wanting that moment to be erased from both of their memories, she felt awkward and exposed. Embry smiled to himself, looking down at the desk where his notepad and pen were, he was sure that the others were bound to ask why he was smiling so much during their free.

     The teacher had walked around the class, she signed the sheet of paper Callas had given her before she began her lesson. She had given out the rest of the equipment as well, like the hydrogen peroxide and warm water. Embry couldn't help but laugh when he watched Callas's shaky hand try to pour some of the warm water into the cup, not realising that there were tablespoons. Embry placed his hands over hers, lowering the bottle, still laughing to himself quietly, before he lifted a tablespoon in front of her. She smiled, trying not to laugh as well, as she took it and put three tablespoons in the cup. Embry used one to add a tablespoon of the yeast.

     "Did that help?" Embry asked quietly, Callas could hear the laughter in his voice.

     "Oh, shut up," she told him playfully.

     They had safety goggles on as the teacher poured the hydrogen peroxide into the bottle. They had already added the food colouring, although they debated on the colours to use for a good two minutes before they just used both red and blue. The tablespoon of liquid washing up soap was added and swished around. Embry added the cup of water and yeast with a funnel. He made sure Callas only added three teaspoons of water.

     Callas let out a squeak, stepping away from the table as it began to create a foam. Luckily, it was placed on a tray table and their books were out of the way as the foam went out of the bottle and began to pile up. Embry held his hand up to her, she high-fived him back and smiled. The teacher began to wrap up the lesson, meaning that they'd have to clean up all the foam before the next class started. At least it wasn't as boring as Maths was, they actually did something fun.

     Embry and Callas walked out of class together. He began to warn her that Paul and Jared could be a bit too rowdy, they were both very competitive, and that Paul was a stubborn hothead. Callas made note of that. They walked into the canteen and Embry pointed out the table where the others were already sitting. Callas could hear them from the other side of the canteen. As they neared, the boy, that hooted that morning, slapped Jacob's chest. Jacob looked up with a smirk on his face.

     "What took you guys so long?" Jacob grinned as Callas rolled her eyes and sat down.

     "Quit it, Jake." Callas sat down next to one of the boys she didn't see yesterday.

     "Okay, okay." Jacob held his hands up in mock surrender. "Do you want me to introduce you now?"

     "Well if not now, then when? My deathbed?" Callas rolled her eyes again.

     "Well, you already know Embry." Jacob pointed out. "Probably more than you know me."

     "I said I was sorry." Callas laid her head on the table, her cheeks heating up again. She looked back up and glared at Jacob. All he did was wink before he hissed out in pain.

     "Dude." He looked at Embry.

     The boy next to Callas nudged her arm. "I'm Quil." He held out his hand. "Quil Ateara." Callas shook his hand. He had dark brown eyes, black hair, and russet-coloured skin. Just like all the other boys.

     "Callas, but you can call me Cal. Jake already does." She grinned.

     "So, we've heard," the boy next to Jacob spoke up with a grin. "I'm Paul." Now Callas had the name of her high-fiver and hooter from that morning.

     "Hey." She smiled at him.

     "I'll try not to twist your words around too much, save yourself from embarrassment." He chuckled before he picked up a chip and popped it in his mouth.

     "Gee, thanks." Callas shook her head gently.

     "I'm Jared." Another boy who was eating caught her attention. "The better looking one of this group." He winked at her, glancing over to Embry with a smirk before he continued to eat.

     "Good to know, Jared, I'll keep that in mind," Callas responded sarcastically.

     "How are you enjoying La Push so far anyway?" Embry poked her side, catching her full attention.

     "It's great." She nodded. "It's good to finally be back home, you know? Back where I belong. It's cold, but Utah could be colder." The boys chuckled. "Oh!" She exclaimed. "That reminds me," she started. "Jacob!"

     "Yeah?" Jacob looked at her quizzically, occasionally glancing to Embry.

     "The window in my room."

     "What about it?"

     "Could you check it out for me?"

     "Why? What's wrong with it?"

     "It might be nothing but it always unlocks itself somehow and I always wake up to it being open. Even though I know for a fact that I lock it before I go to bed."

     "You sure? I checked it about a week before you arrived, it should be fine."

     "I'm sure. I know it sounds silly but I just want to be safe than sorry, especially when I don't know what's out in the forest."

     "Care to explain?"

     "Well..." Callas paused. Debating whether or not she'd just sound stupid.

     "You okay?" Embry spoke quietly.

     "I don't know." She sighed. She rubbed her forehead.

     "You know you can tell us if somethings bothering you, right?" He placed a hand on her back. Somehow instantly calming her nerves. "You don't have to keep secrets from us," he told her kindly.

     "Well, it's just... I'm pretty sure that on Sunday morning I saw someone or something move at the tree line. It might have just been my mind playing tricks on me, but it still freaked me out," her voice got quiet towards the end, not knowing if that was the best thing to say to people she just met.

     "Don't worry about it, I'll come over and check it out. I'll make sure it stays locked." Jacob offered her a warm smile, trying to reassure her. Trying being the key word.