Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or the rest of the series, and I reckon Stephenie Meyer has better things to do with her time, then write on FF right now, so I'm obviously not her!

Summary: Twilight from Esme's POV, I don't think it's been done before, but I could be wrong...Tell me what you think!

Chapter 1 – I want the boredom back

It's ridiculous how much time you have on your hands when you're a vampire. You can't sleep, and any task you do, can be done in a tenth of the time it would take a human. Usually, when I'm bored, I start to garden, read or l clean (which is superfluous in itself, considering, everyone is quite tidy, there is no food or drink to spill, and no dust). But today, I was unusually fidgety. I'd start something, but it didn't interest me, or in the case of gardening, I wasn't paying attention and accidentally crushed some of my nicest freesias. So I was irritated as well as bored.

Maybe it was a premonition, or intuition, because less than five minutes later, Alice, Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie walked in, all looking grim and anxious. No sign of Edward. And where was the mass amount of complaining over the boredom and monotony of school? I was more than a little worried.

"What's wrong? Where's Edward?" They exchanged serious looks, but didn't say anything. Finally Alice spoke up, nervously.

"Um, Esme, you may want to sit down…" Instinctive panic came rushing through me; memories of a cold baby in my arms, sobbing over my darling boy's corpse; then the wind rushing past me as I saw the ground, plummeting towards me. Suddenly, a wave of calm and commonsense ran through me. I gave Jasper a rueful smile.

"Sorry about that," Then I snapped my attention back to Alice.

"So, what happened?" She took a deep breath, and in a burst of words, said

"Well, today there was this new student, this girl, she's really pretty, and she was sitting next to Edward in Biology, and Edward was going to kill her, I don't know why, and he kept switching between murder and running, and I was in Calculus and I was full-on panicking, and my teacher was looking at me funny, but Jasper kept me from screaming, and then Edward picked us up and he was still deciding, but now he's stuck on his course. He's going to Alaska."

I blinked. I was, for the lack of a better word, gob-smacked. Shock was the only emotion I could feel right now. I mean, Edward? He, apart from Carlisle, is probably the strongest when it comes to resisting blood, because of the guilt he feels from his personal dark period. So why was this girl, this insignificant teenager, suddenly in so much danger? Would we have to move, yet again? I really like this house and it's just so much hassle... I realised what I was worrying about and I felt disgusted with myself. I'm thinking about my hatred of moving, when some girl is possibly condemned to death, and my son is suffering, probably in agony from guilt and temptation. And he's so far away from the family! I know that Tanya, and the rest will look after him, but he needs us! And how long will he be there?

My thoughts were interrupted by Carlisle coming home.

"Esme?" He called urgently, "Edward's left, I think he's gone to Denali. Do any of you know why?" he said glancing towards Alice, Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie. I heard Alice explaining again to Carlisle in that same rambling, rushed way, while I just sat, staring into space.

And I thought today would be boring.

This story is my first fanfic, so reviews are appreciated, and if you're going to flame, constructive criticism would be nice! Thanks D