Dreaming Of You

Disclaimer- Unfortunately, I don't own anything; Stephanie Meyer does.

A/N- Sorry for the late update again guys but things have just gotten extremely hard in school. Piles upon piles of homework! Like unbelievably vast amounts of it! I'm basically drowning in it... Lo and behold chapter 12!

Chapter 12


"Okay, class, you now know all of the logistics that come with birdwatching." Mr Banner finished, clapping his hands together as his consistent droning came to an end, "I want you to go off and write down every species of birds you see. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mr Banner." The class droned in union.

"Oh, and before I forget, everyone will be partnered with their lab partner from class." He said exuberantly, rocking back and forth on his heels before turning back to one of the assistant teachers and talking to them animatedly.

I groaned at the thought of working with Edward, again. Even though we'd sussed things out between us -the conflict being minimal but still quite common- we'd both been on the edge at the mention of Jacob Black being the focus of my crush. Of course, he's not, but it was a pretence for him. An obstacle to overcome, although I'd wish he wouldn't overcome it.

Edward swooped to my side in a quick and graceful manner, dipping down slightly to my level to whisper in my ear, "Howdy partner."

I shivered at the sound of his perfect replica of a Texas drawl and he chuckled softly down my ear, "Cold already?"

I nodded, not trusting my voice to be completely unwavering and wrapped my arms around myself protectively, casting the wintry air away from myself and watching as my breath floundered upwards before dissipating entirely.

"It's going to rain." He said absentmindedly, casting his eyes upwards and watching the ominous swirls of grey clouds.

"Omniscient much?" I joked, playfully pushing his rock solid chest with the back of my hand. He didn't budge and I raised a delicate eyebrow at him in question.

He smiled impishly and tugged on my concealed hand, yanking me in the direction where nobody else seemed to be heading.

"Mr Banner said to stay away from this side of the forest, Edward." I said with furrowed brows, a look of worry etched on my face.

"Yes, he did." He said dryly, still yanking me away from the throngs of wandering students.

He continued to drag me away until we were lost in tangles of vines and thickly concealed branches.

"Where are we going, Edward?" I enquired thoughtfully, my legs becoming excessively tired.

"You'll see." He smirked, turning to face me for a split second before shaking his head and continuing on forward.

After relentless amounts of trekking, we came to a small, picturesque clearing. The overgrowth of leaves made a perfect confinement from the oppressing rain overhead and the blanket of fresh green pastures, swaying in the light breeze, was benign and effortlessly beautiful. Much like the god that was situated besides me. On the opposite side of the clearing was a small but gracious lake with nestling birds and ducklings.

"This is... unbelievable." I mumbled in awe, letting my hands dance over the overgrown pastures and tiny dotted flowers of various colours.

"I know." He said smugly.

"How did you find this place?"

"I stumbled across it in passing." He told me, but the way he presented his answer wasn't exactly believable. Why would he lie of such a thing? I tried to recall the riddle he'd told me of but could only remember every other line or so.

"Look." I said, distractedly, gesturing towards a lone but striking white bird that had landed across the clearing from us, in the rim of the lake.

"It's a swan," Edward informed me, taking a step behind me and whispering down my ear, "It's a display of true beauty."

My breath hitched at his close proximity and a laboured breath escaped my lips as his hands brushed the hair away from the nape of my neck, leaving a subtle amount of goosebumps in his wake.

Trying to distract my wandering thoughts, I plucked a delicate white and purple blooming flower from the ground and turned to face Edward, "Do you know what this is?" I squeaked.

"It's a forest lily." He told me, plucking it from my quivering hands and examining it. He looked so focused and determined in that instant, and when he looked up at me again, I swooned. He sensed this and gently raked a hand through my hair, revealing my red tipped ears. Caressingly, he placed the flower behind my ear and draped my hair back over the stem. Tilting his head to one side once he'd finished with a pleased smile on his lips.

I smiled impishly up at him and his hands travelled to the back of my neck, tracing light patterns there. Just as his lips descended towards my own, the snobbish sound of Rosalie Hale, his adoptive sisters, voice echoed throughout the clearing.

"There you are, Eddie," She trilled, dashing to his side as I took a leap away from him and his hypnotising gaze. Her gaze fell upon me and a frown immediately took form on her striking face, "What are you doing wasting your time with her?"

"Rosalie." He said in warning, his nostrils flaring with rage.

Her snide remark had me blush profusely and anger course through my veins. Seething, I muttered, "She's right Edward, I'll see you around."

Taking a step back and waving impishly at him, I turned on my heel and stormed away from him and the blonde bombshell. Only to realise minutes later that I didn't have a clue as to my whereabouts.

- - - -DOY- - - -

The worst part of this trip was the sheer fact that I was to be sharing a tent with Alice and Rosalie.

Alice I got along fine with. We'd spoke in passing a few times during school and I'd regularly accompany her with Edward at his table and on the rare occasion whilst Edward was 'busy,' I would hang out with Alice. Although, I'd refrained from doing so as of late as she'd taken me shopping in Port Angeles and vowed that the following time I visited, she would definitely dress me up like a rag doll. Rosalie on the other hand was a complete different story.

She despised me.

I had no idea why, but her hate for me was a significant flaw to Edward and I's progressive friendship.

Now as I tossed and turned in my uncomfortable sleeping back, I stifled a groan of displeasure and peeled myself from the sweaty cover.

Alice and Rosalie were silently sleeping besides me, which was strange considering that they didn't sound like they were breathing. I pulled on my hiking boots and threw on a hoodie before unzipping the tent door, ducking out before stretching. The sound of something howling in the distance had me freeze mid-step and when another howl sounded, curiosity won out and without much thought on my behalf, my feet began descending the sloped ground. I don't know what propelled me to do so, but something was pulling me, making my pace gradually pickup until I was near jogging.

The sound of twigs crunching underneath my heavy feet was somewhat pleasing; the silence would be too much to bear for such an eerie night.

My hair was windswept, my hoodie saturated and clinging to my bare arms due to the slashing rain, and I could have sworn my fingertips had tiny forming icicles on the ends of them.

Tightening my hoodie around myself more firmly, I continued to trod down the muddy slope, near slipping and sliding multiple times. It was a miracle I hadn't already slipped and collided with a tree, knocking me out for a few hours.

The rustling of a bush to the left of me had my heart rate accelerate rapidly against my ribs. I inched closer and just as my hand brushed across the damp leaves, an icy and firm hand latched around my wrist, making me scream in fright. A hand flew over my mouth and despite my thrashing and protests, their grip wouldn't budge.

"Quiet down." A harsh and cold voice ordered solemnly. I did as I was told and when she removed her hand from my mouth, I allowed the tears to escape.

"What do you want?" I spat, my words punctuated with hatred and fear.

Rosalie glared down at me, her eyes blazing with enkindled rage before stalking away, fuming under her breath, "Edward was right, why bother with someone so ungrateful. You're wasting my time and, quite frankly, Edward's. Why don't you just back off and leave me and my family alone. We don't need some lousy girl snooping in our business." The added emphasis on the word girl stung slightly, but what struck me hard was that Edward thought of me as ungrateful.

Without saying another word, Rosalie disappeared back into the underbrush.

- - - -DOY- - - -

The sky was a shrouded grey of clouds, and the relentless rain was making my saturated clothes stick uncomfortably to my skin. The useless hood of my jacket concealed my hair from the lashing rain for a while, but, now, it was straggly and unkempt.

Last night, Rosalie's words had hit me like a bulldozer, and the only thing running through my mind for the remainder of that night was the fact that Edward may have been just playing around with me, after all. The possibly mistaken friendship that had formed between us was undeniably heartbreaking to just let drift away, but the humiliation that I'd let him lead me on was far by worse. Did he really think of me as ungrateful?

I didn't sleep well the previous night and that did not go down well with my somber mood.

As instructed to, Edward, being my partner and all, met me at the checkpoint Mr Banner has assignment us to meet at. The lopsided grin on his face had me trying to hold back my tears, otherwise I'd spontaneously combust with emotion, but I suppressed my pain and shame by averting my eyes to the tarnished ground.

"Is everything alright?" He asked. His voice lowered slightly and his eyebrows furrowed in concern, or more likely false concern.

I just nodded my head in acknowledgment of his words and gnawed on my lower lip to keep myself occupied.

After a few seconds of eerie silence, Edward extended his hand to brush his fingertips along the length of my jaw, causing me to flinch and reel away from his frightfully freezing skin.

He froze for a second before turning on his heel, pacing back and forth before me whilst whispering in a barely audible voice, "She knows... Oh God, she knows." He added more audibly, "You know about me?"

"I know a little about you." I said, dumbfounded.

He examined my face for a moment, cocking his head to one side, "Aren't you scared?"

"Umm, should I be?"

His eyes widened for a second before he began pacing again, "If you know what I am, you should be sprinting for the highway."

I blinked repeatedly. What did he mean? "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't understand what you're putting across."

He relaxed after a second of squinting at me, nodding his head in assessment and confirmation before gesturing for me to follow him with two fingers. I obliged and followed him into the forest, forgetting about my thoughts of Edward's possible harsh words, and allowed him to guide me back to the camp sight.