Ello~ So my recent obsession is Jared and Kim. I think they are cute :D I hope you enjoy the story ^^;;

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor the Twilight saga plot.

It's a Dream

"This is unhealthy, so very unhealthy," I murmured to myself as I sat by myself outside. I sat far away from everyone else at an old forgotten table closest to the woods. Roots climbed up the legs of the table, grass and weeds sprouted up all around it as if the woods were trying to consume the table. The rare bright sun made the white pages of the forgotten book that lay open on the table blinding. I didn't really notice since I had been staring at Jared Cameron the whole lunch period, only using my book as cover when his eyes flitted around the courtyard. It's not like he would notice me though, no one did.

I felt so pathetic; all I had done for the past three years was stare at him. Occasionally, on my lucky days, he would talk to me. Well, let's not get ahead of myself, the extent of him talking to me was asking for a pencil or an answer. Me being me, I would dumbly stare at him and then fumble to quickly get a pencil for him while trying so very hard not to look like an idiot, which I usually did end up looking like one. I put up no fight when he whispered asking for an answer to a test, homework five minutes before class was starting or if he could get a copy of my notes. Maybe it wouldn't be as unhealthy if I actually had held some conversation with him, had been his friend or if I didn't freaking stare at him like some mental stalker!

I jumped as the bell rang signaling that lunch was over, I quickly grabbed my book and uneaten lunch and shoved it into my bag. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I made my way to my locker, my next class was with Jared. I stuck close to the wall, I was too invisible for people to notice me and keep from walking into me. I suppose I was just to normal, my skin was the same tanned color and my long black hair was just as dark as every other girls on the reservation. The only thing different was my eyes,they were a light amber color, but again, it's not like people really looked at my eyes. I finally made it to my locker, fumbling with the lock for a minute I finally got it open and traded out my lunch and book for an English binder and the book we were reading. I could hear everyone around chatting with friends and I sighed softly to myself wishing I could be walking to class with some friends.

I did have some friends, but they were left behind in California. My parents were tired of the rainy Washington city and decided to move to California. I started 7th grade in California and made some friends. It was fun to be in the sun all the time and go to the beach, I loved it. The summer before I started high school my grandfather fell ill and my parents decided to move back to the La Push reservation to help take care of my grandpa, and where did this leave me? It left me with no friends and as a new kid in the tightly knit reservation. Everyone knew about everyone in the reservation and the kids were always wary to invite new people into their group. At first I was extremely hurt that I couldn't find any one to give me the time of day to be my friend, but as things progressed it became more bearable. I was able to do things that I loved, and no one to distract me. I started to draw and paint when my boredom was unbearable and not to brag, but I was getting pretty good. I loved painting nature, especially with water color. I surrounded myself with lots of books and I'm pretty sure I have almost read out the entire library near the reservation, but it wasn't very big to begin with. The only down side to being a loner is that it got, well, lonely and tiring. I had no one to tell about my crush on Jared, show my art too or just talk. No one.

I walked into my English class and made my way to the back of the class. I sat in the very back corner of the room, we got to choose our seats, but I never even bothered trying to sit by anyone. Luckily for me Jared had been gone the day we chose our seats and the only seat left open was right by me. I promised myself that I would talk to him and try to be his friend. But every time I opened my mouth to talk to him I would get tongue tied and didn't know what to say. I eventually gave up and sufficed with peeking at him from my hair or behind a book. This is very unhealthy.

Just as the bell rang Jared walked into class and took his seat quickly. The teacher was not in the room and of course, the class room became nosier by the minute. I doodled in my note book patiently waiting for the teacher to come in, after ten minutes the assistant principle walked in. Almost immediately the class became quiet once Mr. Peterson cleared his throat.

"Your teacher had a family emergency to attend to, I will send in another teacher in a couple minutes but he has instructed that you finish the work sheets he gave you yesterday and read from your book." Mr. Peterson said in a monotone voice.

After he stared down some of the trouble making students and was sure he made himself clear he left the room. Two minutes after he had left the room people started talking and a few packed up their things and left. I looked around for a moment and continued with doodling on the page, with all the free time I have I had already read the book before.

A slight groan came from next to me and I shyly looked to my left, Jared had his down and looked rather uncomfortable. I looked at him concerned and for the first time I really noticed that he had changed. He seemed to have packed on a decent amount of muscles and had gotten taller. I know, for a person who is obviously head over heels with this boy, how could have I missed this? Well, most of the time it was just a quick glance to see his face and I was too shy to let my eyes roam too far. But now that I actually was looking at him, I could tell how much he had changed. His smooth copper skin was pulled taught over muscles that were well developed, his torso had become wider and thicker and tapered down to hips nicely, his long legs stretched out in front of him, I could tell by just looking at him he was well at six foot or maybe more.

Another small groan came from him and he sat up slowly, heat flooded my cheeks and I quickly averted my eyes so I wouldn't be caught oogaling at him. I quickly set back to doodling on my note book paper.

"Hey, where's the teacher?" a gruff voice next to me asked tiredly.

I panicked as I looked back at Jared, I was in complete shock. "He's…um h-he had to l-leave..a-another teacher w-w-will be here..,"

I knew my tanned skin was probably bright red but I couldn't look away as he looked at me. Jared sighed and rubbed a large hand over his face and sat back taking a deep breath. I gulped and wondered if he was alright.

"Are you o-okay?" I blurted out softly; I was even more shocked of myself that I had even said anything!

Jared looked back at me his deep brown eyes looking at my face briefly before they dropped down to the desk, "Yea, I just think I'm catching a cold."

"M-maybe you should go h-home..?" I offered softly and looked down at my notebook trying to act like I wasn't freaking out on the inside.

I was only answered by the scrapping of a chair as Jared stood up. I looked up at him as he grabbed his bag and walked to the front of the class and out the door. I stared at the door and sighed, looking back at my desk. 'At least I talked to him' I thought to myself.

The rest of my day went quickly, but I could barely concentrate wondering if Jared was okay and if he had made it home safely. When the last bell rang I was more worried about him than I think someone who barely knows him should be. I went to my locker and pulled out the binders and books I needed and put them into my bag.

When I walked out to the front of the school I cursed myself for not brining an umbrella. I was so excited that it was sunny I had completely forgotten about the bi polar weather Forks had. Pulling up the hood of my light jacket I walked out into the rain. Not that my hood would protect me from anything but at least I tried. I envied the girls who could ride home with friends or their boyfriends and sighed for the umpteenth time today. As I walked down the road I once again found myself thinking if Jared had made it home safely and if he was feeling any better.

"This is unhealthy, so very very very unhealthy!" I scolded myself once again.

So how was it? C: I'm still working out the kinks in my writing, I haven't written in a long long long time ;A; But I can promise the chapters will get better and easier to read as the story continues. ;u;

Idk when the next update will be..the next chapter will be longer and in Jared's POV.

Please review to tell me how it was :D I'm sorry for any big grammatical errors, but seeing as I am queen of grammatical errors you shall have to forgive me *bow*

- Natsumu 3