Authors Note: Hey, first update in a while I know, hopefully this chapter's alright :) Things will start moving forwards soon don't worry, I need to start building their relationship but I want to do it right :P Any comments as usual are appreciated! Enjoy x

September quickly passed into October, and before anyone knew it the 'warm' weather of summer was long behind them, and the cold winds and even rainier days had moved in. Unfortunately, this meant that the small retreat Beca had found in the clearing in the forest was no longer an ideal place for working on her music. She'd tried to get out of the house, attempting to set up a small shelter using umbrellas, but the weather really was working against her. Frequently she thought back to the more crisp winters she'd experienced growing up. New York was long behind her, and memories from her childhood still brought with them a familiar sting of longing and pain. She still hadn't really talked to anyone about how she was coping with the change in environment and the whole losing a parent thing, it was more like she was just going along with whatever life threw at her, not really fully processing things before something else had distracted her. Some would argue it really wasn't a healthy way of dealing with things, but Beca had her music, and emotions really weren't something she was in the mood to mess with.

In terms of school, she still hadn't really found a place, instead Beca was more often than not found lingering in one of the music rooms or in the library with headphones blocking out the sound of the surrounding teenage gossip. As such, her encounters with Rosalie were cut back to the absolute minimum. She had noticed that there seemed to be less glaring from the blonde, however the lack of bumping into her unexpectedly may have been the cause of that. Unfortunately, fate seemed to get its kicks from messing with Beca's life when it was seemingly going smoothly, resulting in a stinging nose and a sore arse when she took an abrupt turn when leaving her favourite music room on a particular inspired Friday afternoon. Her most recent composition was nearly finished, she was just messing with the lyrics to help the flow, and then she would be able to record something. It was when the final bell rang to signal the end of lunch that she noticed she'd be in there longer than she thought, and was therefore in a rush to make it to her lesson on time or she would end up in detention… again. Which is how Beca ended up running face-first into a brick wall which was not supposed to be in the middle of the hallway.

"I thought you'd finally learnt to watch where you're going" Beca internally groaned, she'd been doing so well. Looking up, she was surprised to see that although the blonde looked unhappy, she was not trying to express her desire to end her life through a very intimidating death glare.

"Dude, do you work out?" This response seemed to baffle Rosalie, as her eyebrows furrowed and no response was given for a few moments.

"Excuse me?"

Noticing that Rosalie was looking down at her, more than normal, Beca quickly picked herself and her things up off the floor whilst replying, "you must be bad of solid muscle or something, I thought I walked into a wall."

"You should just watch where you're going and you wouldn't walk into anything, pay more attention." The retort was very dismissive, and although Beca hadn't actually got an answer to her question, she was late and didn't want to get into it with the Blonde when her free time was at stake.

"Sorry, I'll watch out next time." And with that Beca quickly moved around the taller girl and headed towards her class. She didn't stop to look behind her, or she would have seen a pair of golden eyes soften slightly as they watched her walk away.

After the brief encounter with the human, Rosalie didn't pay much attention in her next few classes, instead her mind was caught up in what to do about the tiny girl that had entered her life. 'One step at a time', that's what Emmett had said, and in place of actually trying to make an effort to get to know the other girl, she'd been contemplating running to Denali for a break from the tantalizing scent and constant reminders from her family that she was only hurting herself and her mate by not acting on the bond. Is it so much to has for a bit of time to work through this on my own? The last month had been hard, and she knew they had a point. The urge to go up to Beca and say something was getting harder to ignore, the vampire in her wanting to be close and get to know its mate. However, she'd still managed to delay confronting the girl until, once again, she ended up running into her, ending up sending herself sprawling on the floor. The conversation, not argument, however short, was actually relatively civil for the pair, and it was not something Rosalie had expected. They'd only spoken a handful of times, and this was the first time the human had apologised for not watching where she was going.

"Obviously she's not as bad as you thought she would be." The voice of her mind-reading brother brought her out of her thoughts and a scowl formed on her flawless features.

"Would it kill you to stay out of my mind?"

Edward sighed, "It doesn't work like that and you know it. Your thoughts have been very scattered lately, I know you want to run from all of this, but you know you can't do that."

The scowl deepened, "And why not? You couldn't stop me, I just want a break from all this." Space to work through her feelings on the matter without her family constantly on her back, other humans constantly gossiping about the reclusive new girl who never talked to anyone. "You all say I need to talk to her, get to know her, but I don't want to yet, I want to deal with this on my own."

"We know you do, and I speak for everyone when I say we want the best for you. You know what I went through with Bella, I tried to run from it, I did run from it, but I couldn't stay away for long and the distance didn't help." When Edward met Bella for the first time, he experienced something similar to what Rosalie was going through, except the complication of the girl being his singer brought unexpected difficulties to the mating bond. It was rare that that happened, it was rare that a vampire would meet their mate as a human, let alone that they were able to hold off on draining them long enough for the mating bond to properly form. Luckily, Edward had strong enough resolve, and his relationship with Bella couldn't be stronger.

With a huff, Rosalie stood up straight from leaning against the door of her car. "If I want a break I should be able to have one, I don't need you all judging me or telling me that I'm doing the wrong thing. I don't get a choice in who my mate is, but I sure as hell get a choice in how I approach this."

"So you're going to talk to her? Actual conversation?" Alice's excited voice perked up from behind them. "I'm so going to be her new best friend, I wonder if she likes shopping, although her clothes say otherwise, I don't know why all the humans we get involved with are so against dressing up nicely."

"I will talk to her, when I decide I'm ready to."

A high pitched squeal was followed by strong arms wrapping themselves around her midsection as the small vampire lept forwards to hug Rosalie. "I'm so excited! You're going to be so happy."

Rosalie knew that finding a mate was something every vampire wanted to do, and she should consider herself lucky that it took less than a century for her to find hers. It just so happened that she would have preferred her mate to be less…breakable, and maybe not so abruptly shoved in her face. "Let's go, I want to hunt." She knew her siblings wanted to talk more about the subject, but for now she was done. At their slow movements and apparent reluctance to get in the car, she sighed, "Look, I'll talk to her soon, I just want more time before my life starts changing even more." Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a familiar figure walking out of the school doors. Headphones on, laptop bag over her shoulder, and eyes on the ground, it was obvious that the girl wanted nothing to do with the people around her. Rosalie watched as she walked towards a group of students, recognising one of them as Beca's incredibly annoying cousin, and stood a few steps away apparently waiting for the gossiping to end. It was then that Rosalie heard it. It was quiet, nearly impossible for even a vampire to pick up from across the parking lot, but it was there. A quiet humming, a melody she'd never heard before. It was beautiful, and Rosalie could tell it was coming from her tiny human. The vampire was enraptured.

"Rosalie?" Alice's voice pulled her from her staring, "Are you ok?" Alice looked in the direction she'd been staring, noticing what had caught her attention. "Is that her? What's she humming?"

"I don't know, and I don't care, lets go." It was a lie, Rosalie wanted to hear more, but right now she needed to run, hunt, and forget this whole situation.