Morning people! I have awoken with a whole new chapter already in my head. I'm quite happy with the small turn out of people whom favorite or our on alert for my story. Special thanks to ShadowClub whom I believe is a very loyal person to this authoress. So many thanks for the review. You're special! Here's the third installment to my story, please enjoy.

Place: Taylor Home

Date: December 18

I at the moment sat with Alice Cullen in my now furnished dining room. My Trigonometry things were laid across the table. I was tugging gently at my hair as Alice explained the Chapter to me again. I was thoroughly surprised that Alice could actually make me understand this math. "Thanks Alice, I really appreciate the math help", I graciously thanked her with my whole heart. I'm sure without her help I'd have probably failed Trig.

"No problem Evian!" she gave me another glowing teeth-filled grin. "So I heard you have to do an English project with my sister", I cringed a little at the thought but nodded.

"She doesn't really seem to like me much", I admitted and I noticed Alice's eyes they almost seemed to have pity in them now.

"Just give her sometime; she takes a while to get use to people", she smiled at me again but this time the smile didn't go to her eyes. I nodded and looked down at my hands that were sitting in my lap. I looked up again when Alice stiffened. Alice's eyes were far off and her hands were balled up against her chest. My eyebrows furrowed together.

"Alice?" I stared at her for a moment. The look in her eyes reminded me of my grandmother's eyes. She used to tell me she could see into the future, I never believed her though. My theory was simply senility was kicking in and it was just another year that she would have less of. It seemed with age my grandmother had more "visions", I had seen my mother with the similar face before but I simply brushed it off. The face reminded me of my grandmother on her death bed muttering off nonsense. I shook my head to rid myself of the bad memory.

"I have to go now Evian", she smiled at me this time it went to her eyes. She seemed chipper again and I stared at her for a few moments before nodding.

"Alright Alice, I'll see you around", she jogged down my stairs and waved when she shot out of my drive way in her car. "Hmm, she drives fast", I muttered and closed my door. I went to my room and began to clean up. I grew tired after having to close all the boxes up into smaller size so they could make their way to the top of my closet.

I made my way to the small seat near the windows. I laid myself across it, my feet kicked off the end and my head rested on top of my hands. I listened to the rain pitter against my window and the other window was slightly open letting cool air brush against my skin and it lulled me into a nap.

Rosalie

I muttered to myself angrily as I made my way to where Alice told me Evian lived. I needed to just get the project over with; as much as I didn't wanna be alone with her I had no choice. I came to her home and walked up to the door and knocked. No one answered and I sighed, I heard music and shivered. It was none other than "Something to Remember You By" by Howard Dietz. A memory of my father listening to that song in our living room came to mind. I shook my head and looked around to make sure no one was around.

I quietly climbed the trees next to the window the music was coming from. I stared into the window to find Evian lying across a small seat. Her eyes were closed her mouth slightly a jar, I stared at her a few moments. She looked peaceful unlike her usual far off and uninterested face she made. Her hair lay sprawled around her like pools of chocolate. They were wavy and very nice; I felt jealousy fill me from how nice her hair was. But then when she mumbled gently another feeling came over me; care.

I hissed gently at myself, I couldn't care for this, this…human. I wasn't going to be like Edward; I wouldn't be on my hands and knees crawling after a human girl. I was ripped from thought when the wind blew, her hair blew gently and I stiffened. I groaned gently and slid down the tree my butt hitting the branch I was sitting on.

Her smell filled my nostrils and my throat burned with a need for her blood. I shook my head holding my face in my hands. I wouldn't let the temptation get to me, I would get through this project and then I would never speak to her. My senior year was almost over and I wouldn't let this human get in the way. First, I needed to go feed; then I would return. I leaped off the branch and made my way toward my car.

Evian

I groaned gently and stood up from where I was laying. I shivered at the cold air from outside; I shut the window and cracked my back. I grabbed a plush light blue sweater and my journal. I stepped onto my porch and plopped down on the swing, my porch went the width of the front of my house. It was white but the paint was chipping. I swung gently on the swing; it creaked quietly with each swing. I looked over the drawings I had created. I had drawn many faces from my new life; I had drawn the whole Cullen clan except Rosalie. I was around her the most but yet every moment I went to draw her I ripped the page out.

The angry looks I gave her in the pictures didn't seem to fit her face like they did in person. I sighed and looked up when I heard a car drive up. My eyes almost shot out my head to see a red convertible in front of me. I was even more shocked when Rosalie Hale stepped out the car. She closed the door and grabbed her bag and three books. She closed the door and strutted toward me.

"Hi Rosalie?" it came out more as a question then a greeting. She nodded at me and popped to one side of her hip.

"Hi Evian", she stated and I bite my lip. "I'm here to work on the project", my mouthed opened but then I closed it and nodded. I stood up and motioned for her to follow me. I was once again in my dining room with a Cullen. We began to discuss ways to go on our project.

The project had to consist of literature that could be an example of the poem, pictures, and a full explanation of the poem and a short biography of the author with a visual aid. It was a lot to cover and by the time we finished it was getting dark outside. "Well I suppose that's everything", I stated and she nodded. I leaned back in chair and heard my stomach growl, I stood up and grabbed a granola bar and water. "Do you want anything", I asked her when I realized she was staring at me from my place in the kitchen. She shook her head and I nodded.

"I should be going now", she stood up and began to grab her things. I nodded and walked her to my door; I opened it and went to look up at her. She was only a few inches taller than me, but she was wearing heels. "I'll see-", she stopped mid-sentence when her eyes met mine.

All the breath in lungs left as I stared into her hypnotically gold colored eyes, I had never seen such amazing eyes before. I hadn't realized but we had stepped closer to each other. She was only maybe six inches apart from me. Our eyes searched each other, my mind screamed at me questioning my actions. But my body worked without me though, we both were finally ripped from the trance when thunder boomed.

She quickly moved away and without a goodbye moved to her car rather quickly. I blinked as she zoomed out of the driveway. "Err, bye?" I muttered and closed the door behind me leaning against it breathless.

Yay! First close encounter of Rosalie and Evian! I have to admit I was squealing like a pre-teen at a Justin Bieber concert while writing that. I assure you there will be more moments of them fluffing it up. But with less of me squealing because I doubt my cat adores me at the moment. Please review! It would be so appreciated. Come back soon for another installment.