A/N: Here's a little article I happened across. Thought some of you might enjoy it:

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Alice's delicate fingers pulled the zipper of her jacket closed as she started out into the crisp morning woods. Rosalie and Bella hadn't returned home yet though she'd last seen Bella the previous evening in Rose's car. Though the guilt had set in by now, Alice was still riding the high she'd gotten from watching Natalie. The way she repositioned herself while reading, her expressions, even simply eating-elegant but confident movements. It would be so easy to return now, just to check in on her. But try as she might, Alice could not rest her desire to see Natalie on the weak excuse of making sure she was safe. Humans could and had for centuries taken care of themselves, unless of course vampires were involved. But there were no other of her kind around besides the Cullens, all of whom had all sworn to a 'vegetarian' lifestyle.

A thin rain slashed its way down through the jigsaw puzzle of the trees, seeping into the earth, pooling between the thick roots. The thick must of the canopy warmed her, relaxing but also making her more alert. She caught her prey swiftly, snipping away the creature's life quickly and as painlessly as manageable, like snipping a thin wire with scissors. Natalie's guitar played ethereally in her memory, a chaotically sweet soundtrack. She fluttered so often through Alice's thoughts that Alice wondered if she'd just made her up all together. But Bella and Rose had seen her too, and Alice knew she couldn't have imagined those eyes, that smile, the way a few strands of autumn hair were always out of place, but as if they did so on purpose. Alice absently caught a bird in mid-flight, not even noticing the faint rustle behind her.

"Well," the dignified voice called. Alice didn't need to turn to know that whoever it belonged to had their arms crossed. Nor did she need to turn to find out who'd spoken. Though, Alice found, it was not a matter of 'need', but of ability. Whether she wanted to or not, Alice's body was completely unmovable, hand raised to ear level clutching the fidgeting bird. "Come here often?" Natalie asked. If she was surprised at all to find Alice drinking the blood of animals, she didn't show it. She did however march up in front of Alice and remove the bird from her stoney grasp. Her touch managed to get through to Alice's senses, unfreezing her. She took a step away from Natalie, expression panicked.

"How long have you been standing there?" she choked.

Natalie replaced the step that Alice had subtracted, eyebrows raised, mouth a hard line. Her long dark coat made her slender body even more flattering, something Alice was surprised she still noticed even in her panic.

"How long have you been watching me?"

"Watching you...?" No. She couldn't know about that. It had only been once... twice. Maybe three times max. She couldn't have possibly noticed Alice at her house. Could she? Alice didn't think she wanted to know, but ended up with an answer anyway.

"Yes, Alice, watching me." She stroked the bird's plumage before it nicked her fingers out of frustration and soared off. Natalie didn't flinch, simply brought the wound to her lips and applied pressure. Alice cringed at the smell, it affecting her ten times more than Bella's aroma. "I mean," Natalie went on. "I've had a few guys sweet on me before, but never a girl." She regarded Alice's worried face with curious eyes. "No one like you."

"Look, Natalie, I'm sorry. I'm-I just... This isn't what it looks like."

"Oh. Okay," she said calmly, glancing at her finger. "So you weren't just drinking that bird's blood?" she gestured to the small body in the dirt "It was CPR or something right?"

Alice felt trapped, caught utterly red handed. Before she could think of anything to say, Natalie moved suddenly, extending her arm and fingers, the small but freely bleeding cut mere inches from her face. Alice gasped loudly, eyes clamping shut, hands instantly blocking her mouth and nose. She threw herself backward, a deep burning setting into her throat. The tree she cascaded with toppled over, its roots grazing her back as it plummeted. She winced from the small pain and her own stupidity. I could have caught myself! she scolded herself. Natalie was looking at her strangely, but not with fear. Shockingly, all Alice saw was curiosity. She walked past Alice to the fallen tree, taking a seat as if it had been placed there just for her. All Alice could do was stare.

"I'll make you a deal," Natalie said. It wasn't a question. "You tell me the truth, and I'll go out with you."

Alice's brain seemed to shut down for a moment.

"Huh?"

"Tell me the truth about yourself and we can go on a date." When Alice showed no sign of response, Natalie rolled her eyes, sighing. "Come on. You don't really think I don't know when someone's into me do you?"

"Well, I..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. I've been out with girls before. Haven't you?"

Alice let her hands drop from her nose and mouth, giving the illusion of breathing once more. Natalie's blood was still strong in the air. She allowed herself to sit on the fallen tree too, though a safe distance from the human, who was shaking her head.

"What?" Alice asked, throat still on fire.

"You're telling me you've never been with a girl before? Well I guess I shouldn't be that surprised really. None of the girls around here would have the guts to ask someone as hot as you out."

If Alice were still human, her cheeks would have been bright crimson.

But Natalie caught her expression and smiled. Her expression was as soft as silk, grey blue eyes kinder than Alice had seen them.

"Sorry I scared you like that," she said after a moment.

"Don't worry about it. Sorry you caught me... like that," Alice fidgeted.

Natalie turned her head to the side. "Care to elaborate?"

Alice looked at her for a long minute before relaxing. She took a deep breath and sighed. Why not?

"My name is Alice Cullen. I'm a vampire."

Natalie gave a short laugh before scooting closer to Alice.

"I know." And she confidently wrapped an arm around Alice's shoulders.

Alice looked up at her, shocked. Had she heard her?

"I don't think you understand, Natalie... I crave blood for sustenance."

Natalie rumpled her short spiky hair.

"Do vampires like bowling?"

A/N: Sorry this chapter was shorter than usual. I haven't been able to write as frequently lately and this is the only time I'll be able to update for a while and I didn't want to leave you hanging any longer. Hope it was alright. Thanks for reading. Please review! Theories?