That's right. I'm doing it again. A new story, but with a twist...it's in Alice's point of view. *Enter gasps of horror here* Yes, I thought I'd try something else.

There is one OC in here, and you'll get to know her soon enough.

Chapter One

"The house looks…dusty," Emmett said as he got out of his colossal jeep, which very well was the vehicle version of my bigger brother. Emmett was colossal himself, with arms almost as thick as my thigh, and he stood at six foot five. I'm sure that if he were human, he'd be playing football and would be meeting with college scouts left and right.

Rosalie, Emmett's wife and my sister, rolled her eyes at her husband before she got out her keys and pressed a button which caused her BMW's trunk to pop open. "It's expected to be dirty, Em. It's been what? Seventy years since we've lived here."

"Well I haven't lived here and I think it's nice," I smiled before I looked up at the house in front of me. There were three floors, covered in glass windows to bring in as much natural light as possible. My smile grew wider as I pictured myself basking in sunlight. Just because I was a creature of the night didn't mean that I hated the sun. In fact, whenever I could, I preferred to be out in the sun.

"It's great, squirt, really! Plenty of wildlife. And I hear the deer are in abundance this time of year," Emmett winked. Yes, my favorite animal to dine on was deer. It suited me, I thought; I was graceful like a deer. Besides, you didn't have to worry about there being a shortage of deer, so I always had my favorite meal.

A gentle breeze passed by us then and I caught a familiar cinnamon like scent. I closed my eyes as I sniffed the air around me, my ears picking up the sound of a Ducati's engine.

"'Bout time they get here! Jasper owes me twenty bucks!" Emmett laughed. His laughter could put a Sonic Boom to shame, when he starts laughing; he shakes almost the entire house at a time. If humans were in the house when he went into a fit, they'd swear there was an earthquake. No joke. I had a couple friends over one time and he laughed at something stupid that Rosalie did to Jasper, and they quickly went under our coffee table.

I turned to greet my two favorite siblings, though Rosalie would swear she was my favorite, watching as the midnight black Ducati came to a stop behind Emmett's jeep. Jasper only shook his head as he got off, obviously having heard Emmett's remark about paying twenty dollars, before he held out his hand to his mate and my best friend, Hannah.

Hannah smiled as she got off and ran over to hug me. "Alice! I missed you!"

I giggled, hugging her back. "We've only been apart for what? Two hours?"

"So? That's a long time to go without seeing my Ali!" Hannah grinned before poking me in the stomach. "So you like our new home? Or rather old home, seeing as we lived here before."

I nodded. "It's beautiful. I can't wait to help Esme furnish this place and make it look charming."

"Only you would use the word charming, Alice," Jasper rolled his eyes before wrapping his arms around his mate. "How about we get the jeep unloaded before the others arrive, alright darling?" His southern drawl escaped his normally composed dialect, exposing the southern gentleman in him, and I let out a giggle.

"I thought you were working on your accent there Jazz," I said before giggling.

Jasper frowned slightly, though that was soon diminished when Hannah turned her head to the side and pressed her lips to on him. "I think it's cute when you let it slip."

"Well, enough of this gushy crap. Let's move in!" Emmett clapped his hands as Rose walked over to her trunk and grabbed a few boxes.

"I want to show Alice her room first!" Hannah complained before grabbing my hand. "Come on, Ali. I know the perfect room for you!"

I nodded as I followed her, or to be more accurate, as she dragged me along.

"Hannah! Esme said you had to help us!" Jasper groaned once we were in the house.

Hannah giggled. "You and Emmett are strong men, you take care of it!"

I heard Jasper grumble something as he went to grab a box, along with Emmett's "Dude, you're so pussy-whipped" followed by Rosalie slapping her husband.

"Okay, so this was Eddie's room last time we were here but I think it suits you more, since you like to be out in the sunlight, you know?" She dragged me up to the third floor and turned to the left, going straight down the corridor before opening a door. "Do you like it?"

I walked in and immediately I was greeted by sunlight. My skin began to glow slightly as I made my way into the room, taking in my surroundings. Three of the walls were covered in glass, which was the source of the sunlight that was now radiating my skin, and there was also a door on one of them, leading out to a balcony that overlooked the forest.

A grin spread across my lips and I turned to my favorite sister, wrapping my arms around her. "Oh, Hannah. It's perfect!"

"Hannah Montana! I know you're having the best of both worlds but you don't want me to tell Esme that you aren't doing what she told you!" Emmett guffawed before he walked in. "After all, we know how much you live to please her."

"Shut up Emmett! And don't call me Hannah Montana! That's degrading." Her mouth twisted to the side in a grimace.

I didn't blame her. Who wanted to have a nickname from a bubble-gum-pop singer that has many fan girls who'd kill for anything from her, even if it was just a tiny bead of sweat that dripped onto them during a concert? It was degrading.

"Well, come on! We need to help Alice unload her DVD's. I want to watch them as we unpack!" Emmett grinned, nudging an elbow into my side. "You know you want to look at all the hot chicks getting it on."

"And you know Rosalie would kick your ass if she heard you watching them."

"Damn straight!"

Rosalie marched in and grabbed Emmett's ear, dragging him out while he apologized profusely to her. Hannah and I couldn't help but laugh before we skipped out of the room and out of the house. Hannah grabbed a box herself and headed back in, half a dozen boxes following behind her. She had to regularly practice her gift of telekinesis or else all of that excess energy would stay bundled up inside of her. And trust me, if that happened, you wanted to stay away from Hannah.

We're not sure why Hannah is so full of energy, or why I am for that matter, but Carlisle theorizes that she might have ADHD, only she wasn't born during the time when they diagnosed that sort of thing. Still, it was fun to have someone who was always full of energy around the house; the others normally put a dapper to my plans.

We put away all of our bozes and I was halfway of unpacking mine when, I heard the sound of two cars pulling up. I immediately ran down to the foyer, beating Hannah there by half a second, just in time to see my parents walk in. Carlisle and Esme, the two who graciously offered to let me into their home when I found them in my frantic state after escaping a mental asylum, and the two who let me stay even after they found out I wasn't interested in the male gender.

Boy, was that a fun day. My mind flashed back to the time when I had come out to them twenty years ago, and I smiled at the way I was hesitant to tell Esme, even as she tried to push me to try and date Edward. After I politely declined her offer and she had asked me why did I tell her. And I was really glad that she didn't think differently of me. I was still her insane and freakishly optimistic daughter.

"Esme! I missed you!" Hannah's voice kicked me out of my flashback as Hannah wrapped her arms around her sister. Was it weird that I considered Hannah my sister and Esme my mother when the two were actually blood-related? I didn't think so, and neither did anyone else.

Esme chuckled as she hugged her sister back. "Hannah, you knew we'd be arriving sometime today."

"So? I want to help you move your boxes in!" Hannah ran outside in a flash.

"I thought I heard two cars…did Edward arrive?" Emmett asked, crossing his arms with a smirk. "That pansy ass owes me twenty bucks too."

"I heard that," Edward grumbled as he walked in, a box in his arms. "And I do not. I never agreed to your stupid little bet."

"That's 'cause you didn't have the psychic in the car with you, you pansy ass," Emmett chuckled, followed by Jasper's snickering.

"Oh, ha ha. Laugh it up why don't you." Edward glared at all of us before he started to walk towards the steps.

Emmett stopped him and smirked. "Sorry bro, you've got to find a different room. Thing 1 gave your room to Thing 2."

Edward growled at me. "Why'd you let her?"

I shrugged. "Because it's a gorgeous room and I like it."

"The spare room is gorgeous too…why don't you take it?"

"Hey now, no bickering," Carlisle glanced between us. "Edward, let Alice have the room. She hasn't been here before and it'll be nice of you to give it to her."

Edward grimaced before he let out a dramatic sigh. No wonder he was still single. "Fine, I'll go on to the spare room."

"Yay!" I clapped my hands. "Esme, you want me to help you find paint and stuff so we can make this house charming?"

Esme chuckled at my enthusiasm, leaning into her husband's embrace with a smile. "I'd love to sweetie, but can it wait until tomorrow? We just got settled in."

"Carrying lots of boxes with my mind. I'm carrying lots of boxes with my mind," Hannah sang as she passed us by, several boxes in front of her.

Emmett turned to look at Jasper and snickered. "Your wife is a ditz, I hope you know."

"I am not!" Hannah paused from her spot on the stairs and made a box go flying in towards Emmett. "Take it back!"

"Hannah," Esme said in her parental scolding tone. "What did I say about using your power to torment your siblings?" Even though Esme and Hannah were actually sisters, Esme would still chastise her like she was her child. Hannah didn't mind, as she knew that Esme had once lost her own child, so she felt it as a substitute.

Hannah sighed. "To not to. Sorry! Oh, Alice, there's this really cool place I want to show you. You'd love it!"

I nodded. "Hurry up and take care of those boxes then."

"Alright!" Hannah agreed before running up the stairs, the boxes well under her control.

"Well, I suppose while that is being done, Rosie and I can break in the new bed!" Emmett winked before picking up his wife and draping her over his shoulder like a caveman would with his kill. "I am hungry!"

Rosalie only giggled as Emmett ran towards his room.

"And I'm so glad I won't be here to hear that."

Jasper scoffed. "You're lucky. You are stealing my wife while I have to feel the lust coming from those two. Do you know how unbearable it'll be?"

"If it gets too much for you, I'm sure Edward wouldn't mind. He's always got something stuck up his ass." Yes, I knew I was mean to my brother, but he could read my thoughts and understand that I didn't really mean them, so it was always fun to joke around with him.

"Ready?" Hannah asked as she appeared by my side. "It's really cool, I promise."

"I believe you, Hannah."

Hannah darted out of the house then, so I ran after her, dodging the trees that whipped past us. Of course, that was easy given our natural vampire grace, but Hannah had a habit of actually running into trees. It rarely happened, but whenever Hannah was bored, it was common.

"Shh, I hear something," Hannah skidded to a halt. "Oooh, heartbeats. I hear heartbeats."

I listened intently, signaling that there were four different heartbeats close by. The one thing I knew was that they belonged to humans, as the scent of their blood was carried along a gentle breeze. One of them had a distinct smell that was like a mixture of freesia and lavender; it smelt extremely good and venom pooled my mouth as my throat ached for my thirst to be quenched.

Even though it smelt really good, part of me didn't want to consume the blood. All I knew was that I had some connection to the girl with the wonderfully delicious blood.

"Hang on a sec," I whispered to Hannah, taking a step toward the group of humans, using my hand to move away a branch so I could see clearly.

There were four of them like I predicted, all girls, but one of them seemed to draw me in. Her hair was sepia in color, reaching down to the small of her back, and when she looked over towards one of her friends, the sunlight caught her hair just enough to bring out the reddish streaks. Her skin was pale, nowhere near as pale as my skin but paler than her friends, and her smile seemed to grow as one of her friends splashed her.

Her name. I need to know her name! This…goddess was radiating with beauty, and I felt an undeniable need to go over and make my presence known to the girl.

But I couldn't…no. The sun was shining overhead, and I would surely expose myself if I were to meet her. I could wait though, yes, she looked quite young. I might have a chance to see her at school.

Closing my eyes, I went ahead a week into the future, trying to see if there would ever be a chance of me meeting this enchanting goddess who captivated me.

I smiled as I came back to the present, pleased with the result. We would have art class together. A perfect excuse to draw and sketch her without seeming like a total stalker.

"Oh, darn, they're busy playing in the cool place," Hannah crossed her arms with a huff. "I was going to show you this lake but it looks like they beat us to the punch."

"No…let them be," I murmured, cocking my head to the side as I watched the girl. She laughed as her friends started to tag team her, splashing her with the water as she stood just outside the lake.

God! How I wish I knew her name. Such a beautiful angel deserved to be called something other than the girl, her and she.

"Bella, get your ass in the water before I fucking come out and drag you in myself!" One her of friends threatened, though playfully, and I silently sent my praises to God. I finally had a name!

Bella…it suited her. Bella was Italian for beautiful and this girl was definitely beautiful, maybe even more so. Yes…she was definitely more than beautiful, she was breathtakingly stunning and miraculous.

"Calm down, Autumn! I'm just trying to get used to the water. It's freezing!" My angel said as she stuck a toe in the water, testing the temperature.

Her voice! Oh how her voice reminded me of music, how I wanted to hear her laughter and how I yearned for her to say my name, even if it was in a soft whisper.

"Alice, what's wrong?" Hannah asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. "You seem out with it, more so than usual, anyway."

I shook my head, my eyes still transfixed on Bella, my Bella, and smiled as she got dragged in the water by the Autumn girl she was talking to. "Nothing. Nothing at all."

Hannah seemed to understand, her gaze shifting to my angel, and a smile crept along her face. "Ali, is she?"

I nodded, turning to smile at her. "I think so."

"She's cute, you know, for a human." Hannah paused for a moment then, pressing her finger to her chin as she earned a thoughtful expression. "I've got it! Let's go introduce ourselves!"

"Hannah, we can't! The sun is out!"

"Oh," Hannah pouted. "Well, there goes my plans!"

"It's okay, Han." I glanced over at my angel once more, hoping that somehow she'd want to be with me, even if I was a girl and her predator. "I'll be able to see her when we go to school. We have art together."

"Cool. Now you'll just have to wait patiently until Monday, hmm? Four days isn't so bad."

"Four days is pretty bad when you don't get to see your soul mate, Hannah. I'm going to go in—"

I stopped as a gust of wind from the opposite direction carried a rather foul odor to me, and I had to fight the urge to cover my nose. "What is that smell?" I asked, turning to Hannah who had frozen. Never have I seen her froze before, not even when Emmett had torn off Jasper's arm in one of their games.

"Look who's back to Forks, boys."

A/N: Don't try to guess which wolves they are, because they are OC's.

So, how'd you like this chapter? Next chapter has drama with more wolves. (Points go to those who guess Alice's DVD collection).

Want to know Hannah more? Probability and Possibility has it's own tumblr page, so go there and you'll see her.