Ok, here's the story that everyone has been waiting for – I think. The sequel to New Beginnings, Old Memories. Even though it's not even really a sequel. It's just the same story in Alice's POV. I hope you all like it. R&R.
Who should this story be dedicated to… hmmm… Ok, this one goes out to, EdwardateJames'cookie. The story Note Writing is in my favorites. Check it out. Alice xoxo
Disclaimer: GUESS TOTTALY WHAT? What? I own twilight, and all of its characters! Really? No…
Chapter one
"Pleeasse mom? Can I go to Angela Weber's graduation party?" I begged. Begging was not a good thing for me. My mom hates me. Usually when I beg, I don't end up getting what I want.
"Whatever," She said. "Anything to get you out of the house for a few hours. Be back 9:45, Mary Alice. You hear me? 9:45."
I nodded as I made my way out the door. I knew what would happen if I was late. I'd be punished. I also knew that the punishments my mom gave me weren't appropriate. If I have a kid – which I don't plan to for a very long time – I wouldn't hurt it.
About 15 minutes later, I made it to Angela's house. I don't know her very well but she was nice enough to invite me.
I made my way around the party. Socializing with people and drinking water. Lots of water, actually. And then, I seriously needed to pee. Really bad. Great. And it was my first time in this house and I had no idea were the bathrooms were.
I started wandering around aimlessly until I found the line for the bathroom. It was kinda long, thought, and I had to go bad. This one freak in front of me suddenly turned around and looked at me. And when I saw him… Gahd, he was beautiful.
The boy didn't say anything. He just turned back around. He was so cute that I forgot everything and just about wet my pants. I started bouncing up and down a little cuz I had to go so bad.
Finally, it was the guy in front of me's turn. I embarrassingly whimpered a little. I was going to pee my pants and it was inevitable.
The boy turned around when I made the noises. "Would you like to go ahead of me?" He asked. OMG his voice was so sexy. He had a southern accent that made my heart stop. And of course, when my heart stopped, I almost peed again. I jumped up and down a little again.
"Really? Are you sure?" I asked.
"Yeah, you look like you're about to wet your pants. And I'd feel guilty if you did. Go ahead of me."
"Thank you," I whispered before making my way into the bathroom. Once I was in there, I was finally able to relieve myself. When I was finished, I thanked the boy again before he went in. He was so cute, I wanted to talk to him more so I decided to wait in the hallway.
"Hey," I said when he got out, "I never thanked you for –"
He cut me off "Yeah you did. Three times actually."
I blushed, feeling like a freak. "Sorry. I'm too nice."
He shook his head and smiled. "I don't think there's such thing as too nice."
I blushed deeper. She was so nice and so cute and so… I don't know! "I'm Alice," I said so I didn't stand there smiling like I was retarded.
"You can call me Jazz."
I smiled some more. "I like that name."
He didn't say anything for a few minutes. He just stood there looking at me. Just then, almost out of nowhere, two people that I had seen around the party came up to use – hand in hand.
"Common, Jasper," The girl said. "we are suppose to be home by 10 and its 9:45 right now."
I gasped and nearly screamed. "Is that really the time? Damn it, I have to be home right now." I was almost crying. Jazzy looked at me with such worry.
"Do you need a ride?" The boy asked.
I nodded and dragged the back of my hand across my eyes in case there were tears. "That'd be great."
Jazzy put his hand on my back and asked, "are you ok?"
I pretended to smile even though there were tears in my eyes. "Yeah. Everything's fine."
We went outside and into the boy's – who I found out's name is Edward and the girl's name was Bella – Volvo and I gave them the address to my house.
"So, how'd you guys meet?" Edward asked.
"I had to pee," I said calmly, as if people meet that way all the time. The girl Bella gave me a weird look and I laughed. "I met him in line for the bathroom, and he let me go ahead of him."
I looked up at Jazzy and smiled just as we pulled in front of my house. The porch light was on – great, my mom was waiting for me. "Well, thanks for the ride," I said as I got out. But something stopped me. Jazzy had pulled me back and was now kissing me on the cheek. I blushed so deep, my cheeks were probably purple.
"Goodnight, sweetheart," He called.
"Night, Jazzy," I said in reply. It was time to go in and face my mom. I pushed the door open and saw her.
"Mary Alice," she said. "I told you to be home at 9:45. It is 10:00 right now."
"It was nothing. I lost track of time," I whispered.
"I really don't appreciate my only daughter running around like a little whore. Getting laid by every guy she meets… You filthy, nasty slut."
"That's not true, mom. I'm still a –"
She cut me off when her hand forcefully came in contact with my skin. I fell back and landed the floor. "Do NOT say you are a virgin, Mary Alice. That's a PATHETIC lie."
"But mom –"
She cut me off again. "Get to bed, you little whore."
I slowly stood up and walked as fast as I could to my room. I layed on my bed - not bothering to get changed or even take my shoes of - and began to cry. My life isn't fair. I don't have anything, anyone. My tears stopped for a minute when I thought of Jazzy, but they started up again when I realized that I'd probably never see him again…
