Alice's Point of View

"Mary Alice, would you go and fetch your sister please?" Mother was in a rush I suppose. She always was. We had a big dinner party tonight and as usual she was making a big fuss.

I wonder where Cynthia was. She was always the wilder one of the two of us. I sometimes envied her. My little sister was not afraid of taking risks. She was not afraid of traveling big distances away from our home. And I was well, Mary Alice, the quiet and kept to herself, 16 year old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Brandon.

I was not the exotically beautiful girl I sometimes dreamed I was.

But I was a girl with the long, dull, black, hair and normal features. My mother was beautiful, her slender figure and her beautiful eyes are what people always saw. My sister got my mother's eyes and my sister got my dad's handsome features. I sometimes believe that when I was created, god purposely took all the dull genes of my parents and put them on me.

I remembered my duty, and thought about where Cynthia would be today. She went to the creek yesterday, and she went to the forest path the other day so I'm assuming my sister would be by the pond today. This was what Cynthia called Mary's Lucky Guesses.

I guess she was right, most of my assumptions always came true and so I went out through the back door and headed towards the pond.

It would take a while to get there because my parents estate was enormous. My father is the political advisor of our city. Or in other words he was second in line for the highest rank.

People were always envious of my father. He had the money, he had the beautiful wife, and he had the two beautiful daughters. Well Cynthia was beautiful anyways. My father chose this estate because of its secluded private area. I walked through the small path my sister had worn down and within a couple of minutes I saw her.

She was talking to the fish and the frogs. I smiled. This was why I loved my sister. She didn't care about what other people thought of her, and she did whatever she wanted to. And I was always envious about this too. Everyone just naturally loved her, even the animals. And I, well when people looked at me, their eyes just passed me. I was simply part of the crowd.

"Mary!" My sister came running towards me and grabbed me into a tight hug. Cynthia was twelve and she still looked at me as if I was a god.

"It's time to go back. Mother is fussing over the party and she needs your help." I didn't need to be over controlling or mean. Cynthia always listened to me, whether I was wrong or right.

"Okay, let's go" She took my hand and we walked back to our home. Mother was waiting for us by the door when we got back.

"Where were you, Cynthia? You clearly knew we had a dinner party tonight and you still wandered off alone. What if something happened? The party is starting in an hour. Mary, take Cynthia and get both of you dressed." Had it been almost dinner time already? I turned around and saw the sun beginning to set. This had been a very fast day. I smiled wondering what would happen tomorrow.

"It's okay, Cynthia. Let's go upstairs" She nodded and we headed upstairs. I sent her off to her room to pick a dress to wear for this occasion. I went to my room and I sighed.

My room was the place in the world where I could be whoever I wanted to be and I was always content in my room. I was a normally happy person and I loved smiling.

I drifted over to my closet and looked over each of my dresses. My family had some money and so my sister and I always had more than enough dresses. We never had to ask for anything.

I secretly enjoyed picking out dresses for me to wear. I believed strongly that the dress that we wore determined our personality. I picked out a new dress; it was lavender with a yellow bow. I thought that this dress would get some approving looks. I think this dress would categorize me as a happy and bold girl. I gently placed it on my bed and walked over to my sister's room. My sister's room was opposite from mine. Her walls were bright yellow where as mine were lavender. She had dresses placed everywhere. And she had a frustrated look on her face.

"Would you like some help?" She smiled and she gestured to three dresses. I picked up the creamy blue dress. It was beautiful. My sister had the brownish blonde hair, like my mother. And it suited the dress perfectly.

She grinned widely and said thank you.

I helped her put on the petticoats and I gently placed the dress over her head. She looked adorable. I looked down and realized that I was still in my petticoats. My sister noticed that too so she hurried to my room.

"Very pretty" My dress had won my sister's approval. Her opinion mattered the most.

I put my arms up and she placed the dress over me. I walked over to my mirror and looked over myself. I looked pretty and I smiled approvingly. Cynthia walked over beside me and we stood side by side. I was a little bit taller than her. We had the same lips and cheek bones but everything else was completely the opposite. She stood out and I didn't but that was okay. I was truly proud of my sister. The doorbell rang and my sister and I, hand in hand walked downstairs and prepared for this long night.

This is just about Alice's past up until she meets the Cullens. This is my first Twilight fanfic and I hope you liked it.

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