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"Is it going to rain baby girl?" Mary Brandon spoke, fondly looking down at her little five year old daughter; Alice.
"Yes Momma." The child replied, pulling on the yellow rain coat she held in her hands.
It was a bright sunny day in Biloxi, Mississippi, the sky was bright blue and clear of clouds, but the Brandon's had learnt to agree with their daughter when it came to things such as the weather. She was always right.
She had an uncanny ability to know just when things were going to happen.
"She's psychic!" They would joke as Alice's Grandma walked through the door, hours after their child announced she'd be making a visit later that day.
As time went on though, as Alice grew older things started to change.
The Brandon's had their second child; Cynthia when Alice was nine years old and Alice adored her baby sister, focused more on her than on the funny feelings and visions she was getting.
She started to become hesitant in sharing what she saw; as she felt embarrassed when she got it wrong.
However when she did share what she saw; she was right often enough for people to start whispering about her; she was rarely invited to other children's birthday parties, the other Mother's were worried about their children getting to close to the odd little Brandon girl.
Her Mother, though she loved Alice dearly, had started telling her to stop speaking about what she saw; she wanted her daughter to have friends, wanted the other Mother's to stop turning their noses up at her child. She didn't like the stories they were coming up with when speaking about Alice and about their family.
Alice listened to her Mother and by the time she turned seventeen she had learnt to forget about her visions, learnt to ignore the premonitions all together and was leading a relatively normal life.
However there were times when she had to speak up an example of this being when her dear cousin Jason insisted on taking a road trip across the states.
Alice had a feeling something terrible was going to happen, begged her cousin to remain home but he wouldn't listen to her; told her over and over to stop being silly, that she had nothing to worry about as he was going to be perfectly safe.
Turns out he should have listened as three days into his trip his car was hit by an out of control truck and pushed off the road; killing him instantly.
Her Aunt and Uncle, Jason's parents, hadn't spoken to Alice since the accident, somehow blaming the death of their only son on her. Insisting she'd jinxed him, put ideas in his mind, distracted him so he never saw the truck coming.
It was an unavoidable accident, Alice knew that but they were having none of it. It was her fault in their opinion.
Since then Alice kept to herself; became rather paranoid when people looked at her, when she saw people whispering; she was convinced they were talking about her.
She still lived at home in Biloxi with her Mother; Mary, her Father; Frank and her sister; Cynthia who was eight, nine years younger than Alice.
The two girls were close despite the age difference between them, Alice felt Cynthia was the only person she could talk to freely, be herself around, Cynthia was used to her older sister's odd little ways; used to how she would zone out and focus on something that would seem miles away.
Alice's Father; Frank wasn't so tolerant towards his daughter's premonitions; he would often shout at his daughter if she mentioned any of them.
She feared her Father when he got in one of his moods, he was a big man and though he'd not hit her yet; she didn't put it past him.
"Alice, sweetheart?" Mary called from the bottom of the stairs and when her daughter came into view she smiled. "Come to town with me will you? I need to get some flowers for your Grandmother's grave."
Alice's Grandma, her Mother's Mom, died three years ago. Of course Alice had seen it coming, it was simply old age, nothing could be done to save her so she stayed quiet about it; let her enjoy her final months without the knowledge that she was going to die.
She nodded returning to her room and putting some pumps on before glancing out the window; it was sunny and by the looks of things it was going to stay that way.
She headed down the stairs and looked up at her Mother, seeing her looking out the window with a little frown.
"It's not going to rain Mom." She assured her, moving past her to go outside. "Trust me." She laughed a little.
They decided to walk to town with it being such a nice day and when they reached the final pedestrian crossing before the mall Mary started to cross as the traffic lights were on red for the cars, but Alice started to get that familiar funny feeling.
"Mom." She called nervously. "Mom come back." She glanced up the road, then down it before she looked back at her Mother. "Please." She held out her hand for her, remaining on the pavement.
Mary frowned gently but hearing how worried her child sounded stood back on the pavement and the moment she was safe a car came speeding past, completely disregarding the colour of the lights.
Had Alice's Mother continued to cross she would have certainly been hit by the speeding vehicle.
Mary looked at her daughter then put her arms around her, pulling her into a hug. "Thank you sweetheart." She said gently, kissing her hair.
Frank saw his daughter's visions as a curse, saw them as something that made her strange, made her insane but Mary didn't see it like that.
They were a gift in her opinion. Without Alice's visions she would almost have certainly been killed just then. Jason could have been saved had he listened to her.
The only reason she tried to get her daughter to keep quiet about them was she worried for her; worried she'd find it hard to make friends if she were so open about her gift, worried she would be bullied about it.
Alice held onto her Mother for a moment then leant back, taking her hand and started to cross the road when she was sure it was safe. "You're welcome." She nodded, glancing up at her when they were on the other side. "Don't tell Dad."
She was worried her Mother would get home and instantly announce that Alice had saved her life using her visions; her Father would not be happy.
Of course he'd be happy that his wife was still alive, but he'd be furious that his daughter had defied him and used her visions when he specifically told her not to.
It made no sense to her, she didn't understand why he got so angry but she daren't ask him, her Father wasn't the most open of people.
"I won't sweetheart, don't worry." Mary said gently putting her arm around her daughter and leading her towards the florist. "What flowers do you think your Granny would like this time?" she wondered looking at all the brightly coloured flowers.
"Granny liked roses but never could grow then herself." Alice laughed quietly, running her finger over a rose petal. "She grew lilies." She nodded pointing to a bouquet of them. "Think she'll want them?"
Mary nodded agreeing with her daughter. "She will darling." She smiled, buying the bouquet of lilies before leading her daughter down the road again, towards the graveyard where her Mother was buried. "We'll pick some ice cream up on the way home, how about that?"
"Sounds nice." Alice said quietly, taking the flower's off her Mother and buried her nose in them, taking in the lovely smell. "I miss Granny." She admitted.
"I know, I do too sweetheart." Mary sighed stroking her hand over her daughter's hair gently, smoothing it down. "She'll be looking down on us darling." She assured her.
They went to the grave of Alice's grandmother and set the flowers down, then had a few minutes silence before making their way back home, picking up the ice cream as Mary promised her daughter they would.
Once they arrived home Alice went straight up to her bedroom where she often stayed; she felt safe there, could turn her music up load to try and block out all of her visions, pretend she was normal when she knew very well, she wasn't.
Alice Brandon was far from normal.
Hello! :) I thought I'd bug you at the end of the chapter rather than at the start!
Anyway, I'm Sarah and myself and my lovely friend Lou are writing this fic together, I wrote this chapter myself whereas Lou wrote chapter 2 herself :) As the fic goes on we'll both be writing the chapters together.
For the sake of this fic Biloxi Mississippi is a suitable place for vampires! Let's not get held up with technicalities now shall we? ;)
Our story is based on information from the Twilight Saga Official Illustrated Guide by Stephenie Meyer.
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