This is AH. Um, it's how I think Alice and Jasper might have met if they were both human. I know people are always for the diner scene, but I just thought I'd write this. So don't hate on it.
Lovesick Melody
Alice's POV
"She's been kind of... troubled, lately." I overheard them speaking about me. I narrowed my eyes, gripping the wall a little harder with my small hands, fury rippling through my small frame. "How so, William?" I heard her ask. "She's so mad all the time now," He started. I hadn't realized that they had noticed my growing frustration. "And she's always so rude, and she never eats, never sleeps." He told her. She put her fingers to her mouth, gasping a little bit. So fake. Why didn't he notice? "But... but William, we can't leave her..." She said, just saying it seemed to make it even more inevitable. I hated her with my whole heart. "Alice dear, why don't you come out here now, and we'll discuss where your... leaving to."
I sat stiffly on the couch, only a few inches from William. Mandy – the girl – sat on the chair across from me. She glowered at me, but I ignored her, my eyes on William. "Alice honey, where would you like to go?" He asked me. "Don't ask her that!" Mandy shouted. "You're already aware of what she'll answer!" She shouted again. "Mandy, calm down." William said to her. She clamped her mouth shut, looking defeated. "Now, Alice. Where would you like to go?" He asked me again. I moved my eyes to steal a quick glance at Mandy. She didn't say anything. She had tuned out of this conversation, angry. "Philadelphia." I stated. "Alice. That is much, much to far away! How will we get you there?" He asked me. "I don't know, nor do I care. I just want to go to Philadelphia." I said. "Why Philadelphia?" William asked me. "Because it's where I'll find what I've been looking for, where I'll be happy." I let the last four words slip out of my mouth before I could stop them. Mandy jumped up. "Ha! I told you; all she cares about is herself! That's it! She only wants to go to Philadelphia because it's where that retched boy that she loves so much will be!" Mandy shouted, jumping from her seat. I got up to, stalking up to Mandy. "Yes! It is! That's why I want to go there! He's the reason! Let me go there! Please!" I shouted, standing face-to-face with Mandy. She wasn't taller than I. "Never! I told you, you'll marry someone worth your time, worth my time!" She told me angrily. "And I'm selfish?!" I asked her. "Yes! That boy is nothing!" I let out a scream of rage, and pulled my fist back and then smiled a maniac smile when it hit Mandy's nose, cracking it loudly. William flinched. "Argh! What is wrong with you!?" Mandy asked. She had one hand over her nose, the other was balled into a fist, trying to hit me. I darted out of the way every time, just in time. Suddenly, I was backed against the front door, and Mandy was standing in front of me, her fist pulled back and ready to swing. I felt the doorknob under my hand, and I twisted and ran out the now-open door. "Mary Alice Brandon!!" I heard her shout from behind me. I knew they were to lazy to pursuit me, figuring I'd probably come back later. Which I wouldn't. Ever.
I caught up with a bus sometime later. About three hours, to be exact. I'd been running for three hours! I pulled myself onto the bus, tired. I handed the bus driver a few cents, and he asked me where I wanted to go. "Philadelphia." I answered breathlessly. "Ah." He said. Had everyone heard about me? The freak
girl that's looking for some boy that everyone else believes doesn't exist? The girl that sees things that shouldn't be seen? The girl that narrowly escaped being put in a mental hospital? An asylum? Had everyone known about these things? I pondered these things as I fell asleep on the back of the bus.
I awoke the next morning in a different seat, more to the front, with someone sitting next to me. It was a girl, and her blonde hair was cut so it stopped above her shoulders, and freckles littered her face lightly. Her eyes were a soft blue, and she seemed nice. I trusted her already. Something I tried hard not to do. I yawned involuntarily and the girl looked down at me. She smiled, and helped me sit up. I realized that my head was in her lap. After I was sitting up next to her, she started speaking. "My name is Sunny. I found you on the back of the bus, and recognized you. You were in the paper, and they were saying such... such evil things about you. I hear you were going to Philly. I am to. So, I though, maybe we could be friends? I don't have any friends..." She trailed off. "Why not?" I asked, my voice hoarse from misuse. "Oh... because I'm strange. Like... you." She said, staring off into space now. Her face was sad-ish. Her voice was high, like a hat stream trickling down it's path. I wanted to hear it more, it was such a nice sound. "Tell me more." I said. She looked at me, surprised. "If we're going to be friends... I need to know more about you. I only know me." I told her.
She told me all about herself. She was nineteen, as was I, she played guitar, she loved animals, her parents hated her, she met a boy down in Philadelphia, and her parents had not approved. So much like me, except I couldn't play guitar. That was my sisters – Cynthia – talent. Not that I'd seen her for about five years, after my family had left me with William and Mandy. "I always wanted to go back to Philly. To live there, because I met him there. The right one. I knew it the moment I saw him, but of course, my parents did not approve. It's nearly the same as your situation, only you haven't met him yet. But you know, completely, absolutely, that he is the one for you. It happens." Her voice reminded me of a lovesick melody. Mostly because her voice was so musical, and because she was lovesick and so was I.
We talked to each other about random things until it was night again, and I fell asleep on her lap, my short black hair spiralling out of control, and she leaned her head against the glass of the window, her breath fogged it up. Her hands were on my stomach, and my legs were curled up onto the seat. She snored lightly, the kind of snore that helps you get to sleep because it's not too loud and it lets you know that your not the only one.
Sunny woke me up, her eager voice echoing in my head. "Hey, Alice! It's an airport! We're at the airport!" She stage-whispered to me. I sat bolt upright. "Yes! C'mon! I have money, two tickets! Let's go!"
We ran to the airport and boarded the plane, quiet for once, the excitement keeping us quiet, instead of the other way around. We fell asleep that night in nearly the same position. Well, Sunny fell asleep. I stared up at the ceiling of the plane, even though I was supposed to be asleep in my own seat, I felt more comfortable with Sunny holding onto me, like she was my long lost sister. Sunny was my rock. Only a day, and we were already so close. I knew already that it would hurt to say good-bye.
I fell asleep around 3:00am and woke up three hours later, feeling not at all rested. I woke Sunny up and she yawned and stretched. A voice came over the intercom. "Will all passengers please fasten their seat-belts and prepare for landing in Philadelphia." The voice said. I got out of Sunny's lap and fastened my seat-belt, as did she. We landed five minutes later, and Sunny and I were bouncing with excitement again. We got off the plane quickly, with no luggage at all, we were the first ones out. We left the Philadelphia airport in a rented car Sunny bought and drove. We stopped in front of a coffee shop, and ate some lunch there. "Mm." Was all we said to each other. Our last meal had been air-packed peanuts with instructions like: Open package. Eat peanuts. I laughed a little at the memory, sipping my coffee.
"Where?" Sunny asked again. I didn't answer. We were sitting on a bench out in the rain. "Where?" She asked once more. "I don't know. We've tried everywhere." I said. We had tried everywhere. The boys we were after were no where to be seen. "What's his name? We can look him up in a phone book." I suggested. "Yes! Alice, your a genius!" She said. "What's his name?" I asked again. "Aaron Channolie." She told me. "How do you spell the last name?" I asked. "C-H-A-N-N-O-L-I-E." She told me. We found a phone book in the trash outside someones house. We brought it back to our bench, and I skipped to the Ch's. I pointed to the A Channolie. "Is that him?" I asked. "Yes! C'mon!" she grabbed my wrist and pulled me in the direction of the house the phone book had said.
When we arrived, the rain was pouring down harder. Sunny banged on the door, squinting through the rain. The door opened. "Aaron?!" Sunny yelled over the bang of the rain. "Sunny? Sunny!" Sunny let go of my wrist on threw her arms around Aaron's neck, and Aaron pulled her close and kissed her passionately. I looked away.
When they were finished saying hello, I looked at Aaron. He had dirty-blonde hair, freckles sprinkled over his nose and green eyes. He smiled and took my hand, asking my name. I told him my name was Mary, but I preferred Alice. My middle name. He nodded, introducing himself even though I knew his name already. "Well, Alice. Thanks for helping bring my Sunny back." He smiled, and I smiled a pained smile to. "Aaron, I have to help Alice for a few days. Will you be alright?" Sunny asked, her face torn between the two or us. I found I wasn't the only one who had stuck to the quick friendship. "Um, okay." Aaron said. He was so nice. I could see why Sunny loved him. They kissed one more quick time and Sunny and I ran off.
We sat on a different bench, letting the rain hit us, not minding really. "What's his name?" Sunny asked, her voice soft and musical. "I don't know." I said. Sunny turned her head to me, we were lying on the bench because this one didn't have a back and it was wider. "You don't know?" She said. I moved my head back and forth. "Then... how will you know?" She asked. "I just will." I told her. She nodded. "Do you have any idea where he might be?" She asked. "Um, I don't know. I just saw him, I could look..." I suggested. "Do that." And she rolled over and started snoring. I had no idea anyone could fall asleep in this weather, but Sunny had lived on the streets before. How many times had she slept in the rain? I wondered. Too many times. I concluded. I closed my eyes and tried to have a vision. It worked. Sort of.
Sunny and I are walking down a street. It is sunny out today. We walk into a club.
Blood.
Lights are flashing.
This song... it makes me sad.
Strong arms around me.
Screams.
I sat upright quickly, stiffly. Sunny gasped beside me, sitting up next to me. The sun was out now, and the glare had dried Sunny and I's clothes by a degree. "What? Where? Who? How? Where am I?" Sunny asked. "You're here,with me. Calm down!" I said. She slowed her breathing and glanced around, relaxing. The vision I had before was blurry, and I can't remember a thing. "We should go to a dance club. I hear boys love to hang out there." Sunny suggested. "Yeah, okay." I replied. We rolled off the bench thing and I followed her to the club. She went in first, assuring me everything was fine. Guys watched us as we passed, unsure of us. Sunny pulled me along by the arm. We found a clear space in the middle of the floor, and Sunny started dancing to a song I didn't know. I moved off to the side, trying not to be noticed. I bumped into somebody, and a sharp pain cut through my back. I screamed, and blood pooled on the floor at my feet. Lights started flashing even more wildly. The song playing brought tears to my eyes for no reason. I nearly collapsed in the pool of blood at my feet. Someone caught me. A man, a strong one. I saw Sunny racing after us as the man carried me out. She screamed. The man paused and Sunny caught up, looking into my face. She had seven eyes and three mouths. That was all I saw before I blacked out.
I sort of woke up in a hospital. I stayed looking unconscious because I heard Sunny talking to who I thought was the man who had carried me. "...not really Sunny. I changed it because my real one is so dark." Sunny said. "What is your real name?" The man asked. I wished he would keep talking. His voice lifted me up to heaven, it seemed. I wished I could see what he looked like, but I stayed where I was. "My real name was repugnant, really. I hated it. I think it was something along the lines of 'Blackest Hole.'" Sunny said. I could almost see the man's eyes widen. "Yeah, dark. Like it's from another world. I changed it to Sunny because Sunny is a pretty name, and I look so small for my age, and Sunny reminds me of smallness." Sunny said. Or Blackest Hole. No, I liked Sunny. "What's your name anyways?" Sunny asked. "Jasper." The man said. The name made my heart skip a beat, as if it meant something. The hospital monitor caught that, though. And my cover was blown. "Alice?" Sunny called, coming over to stand by my head. I opened my eyes to see her blue ones staring into mine. She had only two this time, which was good. "Alice." This time it was a sigh, and she relaxed. The man – Jasper – was standing at the end of the bed. I didn't look. Sunny hugged me gently. "What happened?" I asked. "Oh, Alice! The man you bumped into, he was holding a knife! A knife! Can you believe it? He was holding it straight forward, trying to hurt someone! Then you screamed and Jasper picked you up and carried you here with me! Look! Look at Jasper." She told me. Cautiously, I turned my head to Jasper. And I was right. He was the one.
My gasp had Sunny reaching towards me again. "What is it?" She asked. I grabbed a handful of her sandy blonde hair and I pulled her head down so I could whisper in her ear. "Him." Luckily, Sunny wasn't stupid. She knew exactly what I meant. She gasped to, and yanked her hair out of my hand. She hugged me and then ran over and hugged Jasper. "I'll go now! But I'll be back!" She winked at me. Jasper stared after her then looked at me. I just looked at his honey-golden hair and his amazing blue eyes. He stared at me. At my short black hair, my dull green eyes, and my full lips. I felt self-conscious. I didn't want him staring at me... but I did. "Alice?" He spoke first. I nodded, not trusting my voice. "I'm sorry." He told me. "Why?" I asked. "Sunny told me, that you were looking for someone, and when you whispered in her ear and she left... I was pretty sure she meant me." I stared at him for a minute, then started laughing hysterically. Because it was true. Because it wasn't true. I hadn't been specifically looking for him. I didn't know it was him, but still. "What? Am I wrong?" He asked, embarrassed. I laughed harder. "No... no." I said, not really sure what I was answering. "I wasn't wrong?" He asked, trying to make sure. "No... no!" I said again. He grunted and sat on the end of my bed. I stopped laughing. He moved up so he was by my head. He held it in his hands, looking at me with a very serious face. "Am. I. Wrong?" He asked. "No." I squeaked. He nodded, letting his hands loosen on my face. "What am I going to do with you?" He murmured, more to himself than to me. I started trembling. He didn't want me? Why did this upset me so much? I didn't even know him. I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried silently into them. The painkillers must have made me emotional. That's it. But no, it was because he didn't want me! That's what made me so upset! My tears got a little more prominent, and my gasping little sobs became audible. Jasper whirled around, on his feet, and turned to me. "What?" He asked, worried. He tried to pry my hands off my shins, to get me to uncurl. My sobs got louder whenever he touched me. It only made it worse! A nurse came in then, and saw Jasper trying to pry my hands off myself, and me crying. She got the wrong idea quickly, and she told Jasper to get lost. He stared after me but left obediently. The nurse gently untangled me, but I continued to cry. "What is it? What do you want?" The nurse asked me in an urgent voice. "Sunny!" I called through my tears. Sunny ran through the door, stopping for a second to take in the scene in front of her. No Jasper, crying Alice, nurse. What was wrong with this picture? She shoved the nurse aside and cradled me in her arms carefully. "What is it?" She whispered. I glanced at the nurse, and Sunny shot her a look of daggers and the nurse left reluctantly. "Now tell me why your crying." Sunny demanded. "He... didn't... like... me!" I wailed. "I never said that!" Jasper had re-entered the room, shouting at his defence. "Who asked you!?" Sunny yelled. "No one, but I need the truth!" He said. "Okay, this girl can see the future, she saw you, and she loves you! Happy now?" Sunny asked. Jasper stood there shocked. I sat cradled in Sunny's arms, my tears seeming to freeze. "What?" Jasper managed. "You heard me. Do you love her?" Sunny asked. She was awfully blunt, I noticed. At least she was when she wanted to be. "I don't know." He answered. At least it wasn't a solid 'no.' Sunny set me down and I watched her come up to stand right in front of Jasper. He was at least two feet taller than her. Sunny and I were both short. "Listen now. I'm going to leave again, but when I come back... if she's crying again..." Sunny didn't even bother saying the rest. She left, and we were left alone.
One more chapter or two. That's it. Promise!!! Yeah, yeah. Okay.
Song: Lovesick Melody - Paramore
