Just something that has been floating around in my head for a little while, not sure how regularly i will be able to update this, or even where it will go from here, anyway here it is.

Peace!

She seemed to float across the lunchroom, it drove his crazy. How could one person be so graceful? It wasn't right, it wasn't normal. Leaning over to Emmett he wondered loud, "Who is that girl?"

Barely seeming able to tear his eyes away from his girlfriend he laid eyes of the small one who stood tray in hand gazing around the lunchroom, "That's Alice Brandon, new transfer from Alaska I think." He mumbled thoughtlessly, and turned away from him once more.

"Alice." He muttered, liking the way it felt in his mouth, and he moved to stand, but a large hand that encased his shoulder stopped him.

"Don't even think about it Jaz, she is off limits."

Returning to his seat, Jasper cocked an eyebrow, "How so?"

"You seriously haven't heard?" Emmet took in the vacant stare of his friend and shook his head, "That is the Swan's lovechild you remember the rumors about Chuck finally getting a little action out in Port Angeles? Well she's the product." He said waving a hand in her general direction.

"Bella's half-sister." Rosalie murmured looking in the direction of the table where the brunette Swan resided, with her head down seeming to try and avoid eye contact with Alice.

"A challenge." Jasper said, never having moved past the fact that the delectable looking pixie in the middle of their lunch room was none other than Charlie Swan's baby girl.

"Jasper man, she cannot be worth it." He said, trying to get him to remember the day Charlie had found out Mike had asked Bella out.

"Challenge accepted." He rose taking his lunch tray with him, and shaking off Emmett's helpful hand, unable to keep himself moving to her.

Her eyes were flitting over table after table, never seeming to find the right one until she had turned in a full circle, and was facing Jasper. She gasped slightly not having expected anyone to be standing to close, or be so beautiful, or smell so good...

Stop it Alice! She scolded herself gripping her lunch tray so hard she wouldn't have been all too surprised if it had curled to the shape of her hands, but she managed to smile, at least one person didn't seem to care about her father.

"Hello." He drawled in a southern accent, and she could feel her heart melt, her step father was from the south and just in the one word he had spoken to her, she was already so homesick that she felt like crying.

But more then that, she already needed to hear it again, and she only spoke to hear him speak again, "Hi, I'm--"

"Alice," He finished before she could, "Alice from Alaska?" He asked, though it didn't sound like a question, but she didn't really care in that moment because is voice was soothing the killer bees in her stomach.

"Yes, Anchorage." She replied, loosening her grip on her lunch tray.

"Well Alice from Anchorage, Alaska, I was wondering, do you have anywhere to sit?"

She blushed, knowing how pitiful she probably looked standing there spinning in a small circle the outside of Forks, but she was determined not to let someone get under her skin, not this early in the game, "Actually I do have somewhere to sit." Accent or no accent, she could show no weakness, she was already hindered because of Charlie, but she didn't need to be seen as a charity case too.

He raised an eyebrow at her, "Really?"

"Yes, I am going to sit with me sister." Alice barely resisted the urge to cringe, for two reasons. One because calling Bella her sister tasted like bile in her mouth, and because Bella had told her as she left her to fend for herself in the driveway that morning, that she was not welcome at her table.

He threw a glance at Bella, making Alice regret the deceleration even more, because he knew that he would find Bella with her head bent down literally begging the plastic chairs to swallow her whole, but she stood her ground and tried to look confident.

He smiled at her, and she couldn't help but notice how nice his teeth were, white and straight, "Well I just wanted to be sure you felt welcome here in Forks, sometimes small towns can be less open to change. But we are all very happy you are here." His voice sounded so beautiful, it was strong, deep and full of drawl like molasses.

Alice nodded, and headed to Bella's table the death glare that Bella gave her half-sister was not lost on Jasper or probably anyone else in the room, but she still waved, sat and began to eat like nothing had occurred. He had to hand it to her, the girl had guts, and she liked southern boys, he would be lying if he had said that he knew she liked them. In truth it had just seemed to wrap itself around his greeting.

But the moment he saw her reaction, he laid it on thick so he would be able to enjoy her reaction again. Returning to his table Emmett seemed to have less difficulty looking away from Rosalie now, "So how was your chat?"

His eyes didn't stray from Alice though she sat across the lunchroom, and she was leaning over her food like her was trying to protect it from something, "Fine. She," He said using his pinky to indicate Alice, "Is very interesting. Interesting indeed."

Emmett gave his girlfriend a look, and then turned back to Jasper both knowing the look he had in his eyes. It wasn't a look of lust, or a look of want, it was possession. In his mind now, Jasper would own Alice, it was only a matter of how long it took Alice to come to the same realization.

So there you have it, let me know what you think, cause it's my first twilight fic, and I might be getting the characters off a little bit. Help if you feel you can :)