I just love the character of Alice and have always wanted to know every little detail about her love story with Jasper and how she came to the Cullens. So I've been inspired by others on this site to tell my own version of their story. I hope you enjoy and would love to hear feedback from you! Also I want to encourage you to check out Sarahkw's story There I'll Be. Along with the Twilight novels, her story was my inspiration to write my own. Thanks Sarahkw!
Disclaimer: I have written this as a fan of Stephenie Meyer's work and do not claim any ownership to the characters or plot lines of the Twilight Saga novels or anything Twilight-related.
Visions of Love
Chapter 1: Waiting
Alice's POV
He was coming. Of that I was certain. What would happen once he got here…well, that wasn't so clear at the moment. I took a pretend sip of the now stone-cold hot tea that sat in front of me and used the moment to allow my eyes to scan the dingy, half-empty diner. Perhaps I'd been wrong about the date. I felt the slight pucker between my brows as I frowned at this thought.
If my heart had still been beating, I would've felt a flutter as an image flitted across my mind like a movie. I could see the tall blonde man opening the peeling dark green door and stepping into the very diner where I was currently perched on a counter stool with cracked red leather seats, anxiously awaiting his arrival. I could see his curly blonde hair, damp and even curlier due to the steady rain falling onto the Philadelphia streets. He would brush it back out of his flat black eyes with a strong, steady hand attached to his muscular frame. His pale skin gleaming slightly with the dampness. He'd look like a movie star to the humans in the diner. Of course, I would be able to see the thousands of crescent-shaped scars marring every inch of his pale, marble-hard skin.
I outwardly sighed, setting my ceramic white mug down on the pale green formica counter. I could see the misery emanating from his flat black eyes with just the slightest tinge of ruby around the edges (not enough for the humans to notice but I knew what to look for of course). Oh, please, Jasper, hurry! I silently willed him to find his way to me as I turned my stool to face the door. I didn't think I could take another minute of waiting. I'd been waiting far too long as it was. It was time for the next chapter.
"Need anything else, hon?" I swiveled my stool back around to face the weary looking waitress in her polyester sky blue uniform. She had one of those lacy doilies pinned above her left breast with a badge that clearly told me her name was "Rose". As my gaze fell on the name, I felt the head rush of an oncoming vision. "No thanks, I'm good." I heard the tinkle of the bell as someone opened the diner door. I was better than good.
My undead heart leapt out of my chest as I swiveled back around to face my destiny.