Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor the song you see in this story. Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer and the song belongs to the band Heart. If I did own Twilight, Bella and Alice would so be together or Jacob and Bella would be together. But I'm done ranting.

Prolog

"She should be here by now.," I mumbled to myself as I scanned the nightclub looking for Bella. My band, Midnight Sun, had been waiting for me to start singing for the past hour. The crowd seemed to like Jasper's guitar instrumentals but I think in a few more hours, they'd be throwing every object known to man at us.

"Alice, don't worry so much. Bella will be here in a few minutes. She's probably just being held up at work.," Emmett, the band's drummer, whispered into my ear. Emmett knew about the relationship Bella and I had and didn't really seem bugged by it. But then again his brother Edward was going out with Jasper so I guess its hard to be closet-minded about someone who is in the same kind of relationship one of your family members is in. Anyway I'm rambling.

"Yeah I guess so but even when she's loaded with work, she's always in here by now." It was true. Bella could be swamped with files and yet she would always come by 10 o'clock even if that meant she'd only be in here for a few minutes. Just to see me. I smiled at the thought.

Fifteen minutes passed before the crowd started to get mad. Either they hated the music, they were tired of it, or they were drunk to the point that a fly standing on their nose would piss them off.

"Ali, sing something before the crowd kills Jasper!," Rose, the band's background singer, shouted to me through the crowd's shouting. Many songs came to mind but none seemed to fit the moment . Or more so how I felt. The crowd wanted something modern not something classy or classier than dance music. Not that I had anything against dance music-I love it-its just that certain songs suits certain moods and you don't exactly want to play Lady GaGa's latest song when you are down in the dumps.

"Okay guys, I'm ready to perform now." I mentally slapped myself after I said that because I realized just how snobby it made me sound. And I, Alice Brandon, not snobby for sure.

I hear the ticking of the clock
I'm lying here, the room's pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it won't end though
Alone

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone

You don't know how long I have wanted to touch your lips and hold you tight
You don't know how long I have waited
and I was going to tell you tonight
But the secret is still my ownand my love for you is still unknown
Alone

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you aloneHow do I get you alone
Alone
Alone

My expression started to deepen when I saw that Bella still wasn't here. It had only been a few minutes since I had last check but I was worried. Hate me for doing so but I was.

"Guys, I hope you liked that song but we're going to have to take a quick break. Our guitarist broke one of his strings while we were playing.," Emmett smiled at the crowd with his usual great stage presence. I could tell he was lying because Jasper had real state-of-the-art guitar strings that he'd only have to replace once every year. Year and a half if we didn't play much."Alice, the other members and I were talking about this," Emmett sighed, "and we've decided that if you are going to be an emotional wreck until Bella comes that it would be best that Rose takes over for you. She's a great singer." I knew that what Emmett was doing was best for me but I couldn't wrap my mind around how Emmett could jump to the conclusion that I couldn't perform. I could perform fine. I could still hear the crowd cheering from that song.

"Emmett, I'll be fine. I'm not worried about where Bella is. In fact I could care less about Bella.," I lied. Emmett knew I was lying. Like I said before, Emmett knew more about the relationship Bella and I had than our own families would even begin to know.

"I know you could perform.," he laughed before switching to a more serious tone, "I, we, don't want you to choose songs based on your mood. I know that's what you usually do but eventually the crowd is going to get tired of this sappy crap you're thinking of. People are tired and drunk. They want something they can dance to. Something to keep their drunken brains afloat.

My point is, I think you should lay down some. Get your mind off things. Relax. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some drumming to do." And on that note he left and I did what asked me to do I relaxed. I thought of the first day Bella and I met. I know its kind of stupid to think of something that you should really be keeping your mind off of but that's how I am. I like to remember things that were significant and brought me joy. The first time Bella and I met had both of those qualities.

AN: So how did you like it? Sorry its short. I usually write short stories. My longest short story being almost 11,000 words. But I hope that 's word count system does boast my word count some. Anyway, I thought the song Alone by Heart kind of suited the mood of the story. I also apologize if it ended kind of blankly. I needed to find a way that would open up into the first chapter. The first chapter of course taking place when they met, the last chapter taking place right before the prolog, and the epilog taking place after the events of the prolog. But that's all I have planned so I'm not going to spoil it.