A POV

I woke up like I always did, frustrated and anxious. I stepped into the bathroom to perform my daily routine of brushing, taking my shower and getting my hair done. While doing so I heard my mother knock on the door; "Alice! It's time to get up." I love my mom to death but sometimes I feel like to choke her, these were one of those times.

"I'm getting dressed. I'll be there in a minute." My head was pounding from her constant hammering.

I was a simple dresser, mainly because of my boring personality. I have a very small physique, almost like a pixie's. Spiky shoulder length, black hair and with hazel eyes. I took out my black t-shirt, dark blue skinnies and black converse.

When I was fully dressed I cautiously walked down the stairs. I then approached my wanna-be emo identical twin sister,Cynthia. She stood in front of me in a white tank top with a black mini, and I mean mini, skirt, with converse high-tops. She was a fan of really short hair so she kept it nice and cut.

I know were twins and all but bullcrap but I'm telling you she dropped from space. So emo like planet or something how should I know I'm not an astronaut.

"Why are you dressed like that?" I asked wrinkling my nose in disgust. (No offense to the emos out there)

"Trying to look good, what's your excuse?"

I rolled my eyes" whatever baby sis." I was three minutes older, so I always took that as my advantage.

After eating breakfast, I had to depart to my punishment for being a kid, School. Why did the weekend have to end?

It was a regular day at Richmond Hill Queens. One thing I couldn't argue about was where we lived.

Without a doubt I could hold a strong, long lasting debate on the reasons school is from the pits of hell.

I drove a yellow 911 Porsche Turbo a hell of a car and my baby. As I parked her in front of Richmond High, I felt all hopes of a freak storm coming and destroying the place die. Oh joy.

I walked hesitantly through the doors and towards my locker.

"Mary Alice Brandon!"

The high- soprano voice of my overly hyper best friend startled me. I don't know why because she does this every morning.

She ran up to me with complete excitement on her gorgeous face. How can one girl have so much momentum?

"Oh my gawd, this weekend was amazing. Emmy came and brought me to this resort and it was so sweet and romantic." "Well there is more to sitting in front of your mirror fixing your face you know."

Rosalie always knew when something was bugging me. "Ok chica, what's up?" "Nothing, just tired I guess." "Well snap out of it, it's Monday, a day of surprises." "Yea sure I'm 100% sure, nothing exciting will happen at school today."

Rose and I have been best mates since the 1st grade. Her Hyper-active, immature ways helped to balance out my dull, miserable persona. Rose had a pale complexion, beautiful long blonde hair, curves to die for and, violet eyes blue when the sun hits them. She was the envy of all the girls in school.

When we finally reached home room insisted on continuing to tell me about her dream date with Emmett Cullen, the big man on campus, literally. I just doodled on my note book suddenly; I heard silence, which is really scary because Rose is never silent, unless we were watching the hills. I looked up with nothing but worry and shock. As I followed her gaze, she was staring at this new dude/ Adonis that had entered.

"Class, this is Jasper Whitlock," Mr. James stated, giving us a "be nice or rot in detention' look. "He is new to Richmond and I would like for him to have an amazing experience." I take back what I said earlier something exciting might happen today.

Jasper just shot us a smile and made his way to the empty chair next to me. As he made his way towards me I quickly studied his appearance. He had dirty blonde bed hair which looked hot to me. Light blue eyes that could kill in one glare and a well toned lean body structure.

"Ms. Brandon."

I was knocked back to reality by Mr. J. "Sorry sir." I heard a chuckle and saw Jasper smirking at me. Oh shit did he see me staring, he might thing I'm a total retard.

Class went by pretty fast and before I knew it, it was time from my all time fave, Photography. I ran out of class determined to get to photography class. Unfortunately I was attacked by a blonde weirdo. "Al, that boy was like so hot I mean he has a "oh my fuck, he is beautiful is he a god" body." Leave it to Rose to make such a pathetic phrase.

"Sure I guess, but remember Emmett Rose." I swear this girl would date every boy on this earth. "Course I remember my monkey man, but I saw how he was staring at you in class," she was smiling so wide her face would explode if it got any wider. "Oh really? I didn't notice." Oh please why would a guy like that be interested in me?

As I got to photo class the aroma was so inviting. While walking to my seat I felt a burning gaze on my skin. I followed the burning sensation to that of the blue beauties of Jasper. What the hell? He was staring at me intently, not even caring that I was looking at him, finally my skin went red. He stood up and made his way, taking a seat adjacent to me.

"Hey I'm Jasper, the dude you were gawking at," he was smirking while saying this.

What is up with this guy, gawking? I know I was looking a little longer than needed but gawking? He is such an asshole, a very sexy asshole I'll give him that.

"I wasn't gawking at you, ass. I was just, looking in space and you happened to be in that direction." Wow Alice, how smooth. "Well I saw you looking at me while I entered, were you just staring in space that time too?" Fucktard.

Before I could come up with another lie, he blurted out "such a cute little pixie." "Ok listen you asswipe I might have been looking at you but your not that appealing, you're just like all the other jackasses in this dumb."

He looked down in I don't know if its disappointment or embarrassment, but I instantly felt guilt. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. You're very appealing, gorgeous and sexy, just stop burning a hole in my soul," I was so sorry, my blushing was everywhere now.

He chuckled and raised his head in cockiness. "I know you couldn't resist me."

"Mother-"

"Ok class time to start." Nice save Ms. Goffe.

The day went by really quickly. It was ok despite the constant teasing by Emmett at lunch about me and Jasper getting married and having 70 kids. Bella Just smiled whenever he made a joke about us and Edward, Bella's boyfriend and Emmett's bro, just sat there rolling his eyes. They are so different Edward is a cool, lay back kinda guy, while Emmy is a huge kid in his own way, the teddy bear of the group.

While making my way to the parking lot, Cynthia, in all her glory was coming out of the principal's office, you could call it her second home. "What did you do now?" I am so annoyed with her always getting in trouble and I'm the one who has to pay the price later. "Got caught with pot." See what I mean no care. What the fuck were you thinking, you

Know what will happen when Antonio finds out." "Well he wont find out cause no one will tell him," she gave me a deadly glare. I marched to the lot just to forget her.

When I finally reached my car the sound of tires nearing to a stop came to me. I turned to see Jasper on a motorbike. Damn if I thought he was hot before. 'So pixie drives a Porsche, rich girl I see." Urgh I hate that nick name. "And blonde drives a bike, bad boy I see," I returned his amused tone. "Well I do try my best. See you around Tinker Bell." He was out of the lot in no time. If I wasn't so awe struck by his eyes in that helmet a while ago I would have scolded him for calling me Tinker Bell.

Then I remembered I had to go home. Oh what joy?