Alice Cullen in Vampire-wonderland
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.
Currenly rated T, but the rating may go up M depending on what i write in the future...
Sorry for any twilight-related mistakes, or any American-related mistakes (I'm English). Enjoy :)
Chapter 1
I jumped down the stairs two at at time, racing into the kitchen to find...ugh. It was Rose and Emmett...kissing. They jumped apart like they'd been sparked by electric when they sensed someone in the room, but they relaxed when they saw it was me. Little old Alice. I wasn't supposed to know about Rosalie and Emmett's little...affair, shall we call it...but i did. I was the only one who knew, and i had been sworn to secrecy. It wasn't easy keeping secrets in a house full of vampires - especially when one of said vampires had a certain knack for reading minds.
"Alice, what do you want?" Emmett asked, clearly annoyed that i'd interrupted his make-out session with Rosalie.
"I came down for some chocolate cake." I said, walking smoothly past them and opening the fridge to find... "Where's my chocolate cake?"
"Edward threw it out. He couldn't stand the smell." Emmett said, before turning back to Roaslie and continuing with his earlier make-out session.
"Bloody vampires." I muttered under my breath
"Bloody human." Emmett retorted back, taking a milli-second break from kissing Rose to make a come back.
Oh yeah, did i mention that i wasn't a vampire? No, i didn't? Well, i'm not.
I was an itty-bitty human living in a house of over-six-foot-tall vampires. How had i gotten myself in that situation? My kind, loving parents had abandoned me on the front doorstep when i was three months old, with nothing but a story book; Alice in wonderland. Do you see where i got my name from? When i had been dumped here 17 years ago, Edward, Rosalie, and Emmett already lived here, and had been frozen at their turning ages for decades before i'd even been born.
Esme and Carlisle had taken me in, adopted me as their own child, and my adopted siblings - who were all adults (physically at least) - had gained a baby sister. They'd all coo-ed over me and made a huge fuss when i was little, but now that i was older i just seemed to annoy them. Rose had once told me that it was because they were jealous of me - jealous of my not being a vampire. Quite frankly, i didn't see what there was to be jealous about. They had special vampire 'gifts' - such as, you know, reading people's minds - were incredibly fast and strong, had super-hearing and sight and everything else, and they lived...forever.
It's not like i'd ever been jealous of them. Sure, it appealed to me, but i'd never been jealous. Nevertheless, i saw nothing in my life that they didn't have for them to be jealous of. I sighed as i walked out of the kitchen, leaving my siblings to do...whatever it is they did. I should probably also mention, before you freak out, that Rosalie and Emmett were also adopted siblings, and not blood related...because that would have been weird. Edward had been taken in first, after he became a vampire, followed by Emmett, and then Rose. Rosalie told me that romance had only bloomed between her and Emmett a year ago - and she had gone into way too much detail about the very night that their romance 'bloomed'...which happened to be on my 16th birthday.
I settled down in the library with my tattered copy of Alice in wonderland. I know, i was 17 and shouldn't be reading a kids book, but it was my favorite. It had been since i was little, and my adopted siblings and parents used to read it to me. Really, i should have hated the book. It was the one thing i had that reminded me off my biological parents - who i hated - which surely meant, i should hate the book too? Apparantly, my logic didn't work like that, and i loved the book to bits. When i was very little, Esme and Carlisle had sat either side of me on the bed and read to me each night. When i got a little older, Edward or Emmett would read to me, doing silly voices and actions to go with the characters and make me laugh. When i was 5, Rosalie began teaching me how to read, using the very same book. By the time i was 6 i could read the whole book cover to cover with no help. After that, no one had bothered reading it to me anymore, but i didn't care. I used to curl up in this very same armchair every day and read it out loud to anyone who was within earshot. After 7 years of this, my family were tired of the story, but it didn't put me off. I would read it outloud to my teddy bears and dolls, until Rose taught me the art of reading in my head. Content that they would have to listen to the story no more, my family were quite happy to let me sit and read the book all day if i wanted to.
"Still reading that old thing?" Edward asked, walking into the library. I blushed a little, i think, as i set the book down beside me on the table.
"Hey Ed." I said, making sure all thoughts of a certain secret romance were out of my head, instead singing Rihannah's S&M in my head. Edward hated that song. It was a trick i had learned a few years ago - a useful way of blocking him out. It always helped to sing a song that he didn't like, which this song certainly fell into the catagory of. "Good day?"
"Yeah," Ed said, giving me a weird look, "You trying to block me out of your mind?"
Yeah, there was always the slight hitch that he knew about my little trick, and it always made him suspicious. "No." I said innocently, "Just singing to myself. Why, was there something in my mind that you wanted to know?"
"No," He said carefully, "Is there something i should want to know?"
"Nope." I said, popping the 'p' sound. Edward eyed me suspiciously, but before he could press me further, Rosalie appeared in the doorway. She'd probably heard our whole conversation, and was worried that i would spill to Edward. Why they didn't just tell people, i'll never know.
"Hey Ed, your home early." She said cheerily, flopping down on the sofa. She started having a conversation with Edward, and Emmett entered the room. We all looked up at him, but only i noticed the tell-tale smude of bright pink lip stick on his lips...which happened to be the exact same shade of lipstick which was coating Rosalie's own lips.
'Lips' i mouthed at Emmett, but he only gave me a confused look. I pointed to my own lips, but he still didn't get it. If Edward saw it, and guessed what had happened, i would get the blame for not warning Emmett. I sighed inwardly, and grabbed my book, standing up. As i got out of the door, i turned back to Emmett and hissed, "You've got Rosalie's lipstick all over your face."
It was so quiet, that i couldn't hear my own words, but it meant that Emmett's vampire hearing would pick up on it, whilst Edward's wouldn't. Emmett rolled his eyes and muttered something like "That damn lipstick" before going upstairs, presumably to wash it off. I went upstairs too, to my own bedroom, taking my reading to peace and quiet, where i wouldn't be disturbed by my oh-so-conventional family...
A/N
Heyy, bit of a short chapter, but it's just a taste. Hope you like it, and rest assured there is a lot more drama and romance to come in the later chapters...
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~Kat