Hey, this is my first ever fan fiction here. I figured that there wasn't enough insight into what Alice must feel, so I had the inspiration to create a fan fiction about her…

I really hope you enjoy it - I had fun writing it. I know it's short, but I'm not great at writing really long chapters…

Feel free to review, I don't mind constructive criticism - I don't get enough from my beta…!

Laura Maisie :D

I stared out of the window in jealousy. There were a group of teenage girls sitting on the field of grass, about a mile away from our house. It was a beautiful day, with the sun beating down as the girls laid there without a care in the world. I wished I could do as they did; do as any teenage girl would do on a day such as this. But if I did, my family's secret would probably be discovered. You see, we were vampires. We didn't burn in the sun, but we would glow in a supernatural way - a way that would describe us as freaks.

I was a freak.

If it wasn't for the fact that the rest of my 'family' were vampires too, then I would have attempted to kill myself by now. Not that I haven't tried. It's extremely difficult to kill yourself when you're a vampire - we can hold our breath indefinitely, our skin is like granite, we don't bruise, bleed or anything that humans could do. No, the only way to kill a vampire would be to tear it apart and burn its pieces. I sighed.

"Edward, I know you're outside the door. Go away." I said, in a low voice - knowing he would hear. We had acute senses: we could smell everything, see everything, hear everything.

"Alice, stop putting yourself down," Edward replied soothingly, "You're not a freak. If you're a freak, then so am I. You're my sister and I love you. Now stop moping and unlock this door. I don't really think Esme would be excited if I shattered it into splinters."

I thought for a second, then dashed over to unlock the door and back to the open window in less than a second. Did I forget to tell you? We also have incredible speed and strength, if the un paralleled senses weren't enough. Edward creaked the door open - slowly, for him (he's the fastest in our family of vampires) - and walked over to me. He didn't sit down next to me; he just stood behind me - staring at my reflection in the window, his topaz eyes filled with worry.

"Haven't I told you already? Get out of my head!" I snarled, a growl ripping through my teeth. Edward could read my mind. This was difficult to put up with, someone reading my thoughts all the time.

"I know that you're worried about Jasper, but you don't need to think about killing yourself because he's gone. He will be back, and if you were dead, he'd probably rampage through all fifty states and kill everyone in his way." Edward said, his voice still even, though I'd just been rude toward him.

I giggled nervously, and nodded my head.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Sorry." I apologized, before leaping towards him and squeezing him around the waist. I looked up into my 'brother's' topaz eyes. "So, why are you in my room now?"

"For someone who can supposedly see the future, your mind has a lot of holes." He chuckled. Oh yeah, I can see the future. If I wasn't enough of a freak already. "I'm here, because Esme wanted to check that you were okay. And so did I. Ever since Jasper did leave, I've been questioning your mental capability."

My lips stretched into a smile. "Edward, I'm fine. I'll probably see it if something happens to Jasper. But I still can't help worrying. I do love him."

Edward, like he was totally oblivious to what I had said, didn't answer. He was staring at the wall in mine and Jasper's room, where a picture of us - me and Jasper, of course - were looking like we were having a good time with each other, laughing and hugging. And staring into each others eyes with an intensity that was unbelievable. I suddenly clicked about what he must be thinking.

I wrapped my arms tighter around his waist. He didn't move - still as a statue. "Hey, don't worry. You'll find someone."

Edward stayed silent. Then, without any warning, he pulled my arms from around his waist and walked from my room. My eyes strayed back to the picture.

"Poor Edward." I muttered.

What did you think? I'll let you know now that I have done seven chapters of this already, but I can easily edit things… :D

So, if you have ideas I could use - go ahead, write a review and tell me. I'll probably use it in future chapters.

Thanks!

Laura Maisie :D