A/N: Hey guys! I just wanted to say thanks to twilight ej and v823queen for being my first two reviews. I hope you like chapter two and I'm hoping for five reviews! I spent about 3 ½ hours on Chapter two so I hope you guys like it.

*Disclaimer: I own nothing except names and story line. L.J Smith owns general soulmate principle idea*

The day seemed to pass by in a flash. Classes, lunch, some more classes and before I knew it, school had already ended. I waited for Rachel outside of school so we could walk home together.

"Ally! Guess what? We just got invited to Megan's pool party! It's at the public pool!" Rachel told me as she rushed out of the building.

"Oh really? She actually rented out the entire pool place?"

"Well, no, but, hey, all the more fun! Maybe we'll see some cute guys there?"

"Yea, maybe! Okay, now I'm excited!" We laughed and rushed home. We walked into Rachel's condo and walked up the stairs. I kicked off my shoes, rushed the rest of the way up the stairs, threw my backpack on the chair in the corner, and went into the kitchen to get a soda. I came back to sit on the couch and grabbed the remote before Rachel could.

"Seriously, Ally, you're WAY too comfortable here," Rachel said laughing.

I shrugged. "So when's the party?"

"It's tomorrow from 11 to 6."

"Cool."

That night I had a weird dream.

I was in a cabin sleeping. I woke up and saw a boy about 19 or 20 sitting in a chair next to my bed, watching me. You'd think I'd be scared, but something about him made me feel a little safe, like out of all people in the world, he would be the last person to hurt me. He reached out and took my hand and stroked it with his thumb. I stared into his eyes and he into mine. He was the most handsome person I'd ever seen. He had icy blue eyes that seemed to reach down into my soul. He had short black hair the color of a raven. He reached out and grabbed a lock of my hair, twirling it around his fingers. He tucked it behind my ear and pushed the rest of my hair back, exposing my neck. I cocked my head to the side wondering what he was doing. His eyes flashed then all of a sudden, he grabbed me, pulled me close, and bit down into my neck.

"Holy fucking shit!" I screamed jolting up in the bed I was sharing with Rachel.

"Well, good morning to you too," a sleepy Rachel replied.

"Sorry, I just had the weirdest dream."

"Oh really? What about?"

I suddenly got this feeling that I didn't want her to know about the dream. It was as if it was mine and mine alone.

"Umm, I'll tell you about it later."

"Whatever," she said while yawning. "What time is it?"

I reached for my phone sitting on the nightstand by her bed.

"Oh crap! It's 10:30!"

"What? I thought you set your phone?"

"I thought you did!"

"Damn it! Let's just hurry up and I'll see if Mr. Jerkface is up." She ran out of the room. I could hear her in the living room. "Eric, get your ass up right now!"

I got up and stretched, still thinking about the guy in my dream. It wasn't the first time I'd dreamt of him, but it was the first time he'd ever bitten me. I don't know why but I still felt as if he'd never intentionally hurt me. I shook my head. Who cares anyway? It was just a dream, right? I wasn't exactly sure about that. I rummaged through my suitcase hoping I packed my swimsuit. I was in luck. I packed my favorite one. It was blue, white, and brown. It was a two piece swim skirt and had a white halter top with a blue band around it and different shades of blue lines all over it. It had brown lines on it too. It had a little brown skirt with a belt that had the same design as the top stitched onto the skirt. I locked the door and put it on. I paired it with white booty shorts. I stared at myself in the mirror. Yeah I'm hot! Pounding erupted on the door.

"Yo, Al, could you let me into my own room here?"

"Sorry." I opened the door to see her standing there in a red one piece with different shades of red flowers all on it. She paired it with a long red cover-up. "Hot!"

She beamed. "Yeah, I know!"

Eric dropped us off in front of the pool. "Alright, I'll be here at 6 on the dot so either be there or find another ride," he said as he drove off.

We both rolled our eyes and walked in. Though we were an hour late, people were still just getting there. We dropped our stuff off by the table that Megan had reserved and jumped in the pool. We swam around for a little bit and went down this humongous slide that was at least 15ft tall a dozen times. After a while, I sat down on one of the lounge chairs and dried off. Unfortunately, Rachel took that as a sign to come and dump a whole bucket full of water on me.

"Rachel! What the hell?" I screamed as I walked into the building in search of an extra towel since she just soaked mine. I walked down a hallway on my way to the lifeguard room. I was too busy trying without success to wipe off the water that I didn't notice someone who also wasn't paying attention run right into me. We both spun and fell on the ground facing away from each other.

"God damn! Could you watch where you're going?" he yelled, still sitting on the ground.

"Excuse me, but I'm pretty sure you weren't paying attention either or you would have walked around me, Dumbo!"

"Stupid kids," he said softly, obviously intending for me to hear.

I turned around to slap him with a nice comeback and stopped dead in my tracks. My heart stopped beating for a second. I saw him intake a breath. He shrugged it off and pushed past me.

"Wait," I shouted. He stopped and turned around waiting. I didn't know what to say. "Watch where you're going next time."

He rolled his eyes and continued walking out towards the pool. I saw him jump in through the window. I can't believe it's him, I thought. He's the guy from my dreams. He had the same icy blue eyes that seemed to look deep into your soul and the same raven-colored dark hair. Up close he looked more like 20 than 19. He may have looked like the guy from my dreams but he sure didn't act like it. Yet, there was some part of me that longed for him. I sighed and got an extra towel from one of the lifeguards and headed back to sit down.

5:30 rolled around and I tried to get another swim in, but I just didn't feel like it. Of course, that didn't keep Rachel from continually throwing buckets of water on me. I was smart enough to keep my towel on the table but it irritated me to keep drying off. I felt cold sensations as Rachel, for the probably 15th time, dumped water on me.

"Dammit, Rachel, could you stop?"

She laughed and ran out. She came back and dumped water on me again.

"RACHEL! WHAT THE FUCK? STOP FUCKING DUMPING WATER ON ME! I REALLY DON'T WANT TO GET WET RIGHT NOW AND YOU'RE NOT GETTING THE FUCKING MESSAGE!" I gathered my stuff and stalked out to wait for Eric. I heard Rachel's angry footsteps follow me out. She stepped in front of me.

"If you didn't want to get wet then why the hell did you come?"

"I said I don't want to get wet RIGHT NOW! Not ever! Gosh, you're being such a bitch!"

"DID YOU JUST CALL ME A BITCH?" she yelled outraged. Behind her, I could see Eric pull up in his car.

"Well, if the shoe fits. Look, there's Eric over there."

She turned around and saw Eric looking bored behind his steering wheel. She turned back to me.

"You know what? Find your own way home! There are tons of people around and I know some of them live by me so why don't you have one of them take you home," she yelled at me.

"Fine, if that's the way you feel then I will."

"Fine."

She stalked away towards the car and threw her stuff in the backseat. She got in and slammed the car door glaring at me. I could hear Eric complaining. He pointed to me and she shook her head. He shrugged and pulled out of the parking lot. I sat down fuming. I can't believe she's being such a bitch! I was so mad, I didn't realize that everyone had left already and I was all alone.

"Oh fuck!"

I started walking in the direction of the house. It takes an hour to get there by car so, damn, it's going to take like 3 hours for me to walk there. I walked for what felt like an hour, but was actually only 25 minutes according to my phone. I dialed Rachel's number so Eric could pick me up, but right when she answered my phone died.

"Are you kidding me?"

I kept walking, but it started getting colder and all I had on was my bathing suit, still a little wet from Rachel dumping water on me, and shorts. I checked my Mickey Mouse purse for a spare jacket, but I forgot that I took that out yesterday. It started getting really cold and the wind was blowing really hard by now. I shivered and my body started shaking. My vision started blurring but I kept walking. I stared in front of me and saw a shadowy figure approaching. As it came forward, I realized that it was the guy from the pool…and my dreams. He stopped in front of me.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"W-w-walking. M-my friend and I-I g-got i-into a f-f-f-fight and s-she l-left me. E-everyone left already w-when I r-realized I-I needed a ride," I said my teeth chattering.

"And all you brought to wear were shorts and a bathing suit?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Don't you kids watch the news? It's supposed to be 45 degrees tonight with 50 mph winds. You're such a kid. See I dressed right." He had on sweats and a big sweater.

"H-hey! I'm f-fourteen years old. I w-watch the n-news too," I retorted.

"Yeah, sure." He stared at me like I was an idiot and kept walking past me.

"W-where are y-you g-going?"

"It's really none of your business, but if you must know I forgot something at the pool," he said still walking.

The cold seemed to take control of me. My knees buckled under me and I fell down on them, clutching my arms which had goose bumps all on them.

"P-p-please h-help me. It's s-s-so c-cold."

He stopped and turned around to look at me.

What do you guys think will happen? Will Max help Ally? If you want to give me suggestions on what should happen throughout the story let me know so I'm pretty much writing with a go-with-the-flow attitude. Thanks guys!