Chapter 11- Thinking

Disclaimer- Anyway, as you all know, Twilight doesn't belong to me, and most of the plot doesn't either. There are a few parts that I've made up, though. That's only because Midnight Sun hasn't come out.

Edward was silent on the way to the park. As I thought that, he grinned. "Just thinking of Bella, you know," he said. "I'm surprised you haven't been obsessing over how she just spoke to you."

I scowled at him. "Maybe that would never have happened if you had let me just speak to her myself."

He didn't reply.

As I ran to keep up with him, I flipped through a bunch of incoming visions in my mind. Quite a few of them were about their trip to a pretty little meadow. One was Edward stepping out into the sunlight, his skin sparkling like diamonds. I saw both of them lying on the grass, and then finally… a kiss. Then I saw the vision again, but… differently this time.

Edward's quickening stride suddenly faltered and he suddenly stopped. He hadn't been expecting the first vision. He thought about it, frowned, and then resumed his sprinting. I bet he hadn't thought of what good could result from him being with Bella.

We got there in no time, having run faster than we ever had. Without speaking, we leaned down into the hunter's crouch and let the unappealing scent of animal blood draw us forward.

After the hunt, we raced each other home. I knew he was going to win, so I took my time getting home. After all, he was motivated by the idea of seeing Bella again, which made him faster. I, on the other hand, had too many worries pressing down on my mind.

I didn't want to be there when Rosalie realized that he was going to Bella's house again, so I waited until I was sure that he'd gotten to Bella's house before I started to run home.

I lay spread-eagled on my bed, talking to Jasper, who was sitting on one of the chairs in the room.

I knew that the news hadn't arrived at Jasper's ears, because if he knew that Edward was once again going to endanger us, then he wouldn't be smiling. Not to mention the fact that he wasn't trying to not punch every inch of Edward that he could get to.

"Alice, have you ever wondered how it felt like to sleep?" Only Jasper would have gotten away with asking me those types of questions. The subject of my human life was such an enigma; I hated it when the others asked me. They knew very well that I couldn't remember my human life at all, and I couldn't figure it out. It offended me a little.

"Yes, sometimes," I answered vaguely, not really paying attention.

He knew that I didn't want to think about that, so he didn't press the matter. "Have you finished your Biology essay? I haven't."

I snorted. "No. All I have to do is copy off the essays I did before. Come on, Jasper . . . What do you really want to talk about?"

He hesitated, his golden eyes boring into mine. "All right, all right," he gave in, finally. "What do you suppose Edward's doing right now?"

"You mean at Bella's house?" I asked reluctantly, knowing what the answer was already. I didn't really want to tell him.

"Yeah, of course . . . Where else would he be?" Jasper grinned, not noticing that I didn't want to tell him for some reason. Perhaps he was too curious to pay attention to my current mood. "Moping around or hunting?"

"True . . . Fine, he's still watching her sleep," I allowed myself. Just because I could nose into Edward's business didn't mean I could tell everyone else what he was doing now.

Jasper snorted. "What's so fun in watching someone sleep for the entire night?" To tell you the truth, I didn't know either.

But what Jasper didn't know was that Edward was taking Bella out hiking tomorrow. When he and Rosalie found out, who knew what would happen?

Ironically, I had a vision, then, that told me exactly what would happen.

The next day, when Edward returned, I sighed. Edward, when you tell Jasper and Rosalie that you're taking Bella hiking to your little meadow, they're going to explode. So do me a favor, really this time, and don't tell them when I'm around.

"That's big news," he muttered without looking up as he tried to find some clothes to change into. "What am I going to wear, Alice?" He asked me.
You're going to wear a white collared shirt, with blue jeans, and a light tan sweater, I ordered him in my thoughts. He didn't know it, but if he wore that, he and Bella would match. I smiled, and concealed that fact.

I left the room to give him some privacy, only returning when Edward called me back.

"Alice," Edward said in a normal tone.

Yes? I ran into his room.

"Be good," he said, and ruffled my hair.

I stuck out my tongue at him and told him, "I could say the same to you."

He frowned. "It won't happen."

I shrugged. It would be better… I allowed myself to say.

"It won't happen," he repeated.

I shrugged again. Fine with me. See you soon!

A/N: This is the shortest chapter that I've written by far, because this is sort of meant as a fill-in. Sorry to disappoint! ;)

Thanks to lolafalana, as usual.