I do not own the charactors of Twilight, or the Alex Rider Adeventures, just the charectors that I made up (I will put an A/N to say that they are mine).

Alex Riders' Point of View

Finally! I thought. School is out for the weekend!

I went to get my bike from behind the bike shed. When I got it, I headed for the school gates-- waving at a girl who was in my maths class. (A/N yes I did say maths. not a typo-- in England that say Maths, which is short for mathmatics)

"Hey, Alex!" I heard someone say. I turned to see my friend Tom(A/N remember that they went to Venice together in Scorpia).

"Hi, Tom."

"Hey, do you think I can come over?" Tom asked.

"Why?" Tom always came over, but usually, he tends to plan ahead.

"My parents have been fighting. I'm freaking tired of it." I smiled simpatheticly at my best friend. His parents have been fighting for, like, ever. His brother moved to Venice, just to get away from it, so he has had to deal with it all alone.

I had always been happy and sad for him. Happy because he actually has parents—mine had died when I was small—and sad because they-- his parents-- were always at each others throats.

"So can I?"

"You can come with me and we'll ask Jack," Jack Starbright was my housekeeper and legal gardian. She was an American with bright red hair and a cheery smile and personality. She was also one of my best friends.

After my uncle, Ian Rider, had been killed on a mission, Jack took me in.

"Cool," Tom smiled. He knew as well as I did, that Jack would most definetly say yes. She was always worried that me being a 14-year-old spy was affecting my friendships. I hardly had any friends. I used to be popular(A/N not sure if he was popular, but i figured that he should be). Now, people generally stayed away from me. Not because they didn't like me, but because their parents thought I was involved in gang activity, and told them to stay away.

Tom and I rode our bikes down The Kings Road, to my house. The same house that I had lived in for my whole life.

"Jack!" I called as we stepped in. I threw my keys on the table that we always dump our keys. "I'm home." As Tom and I put our jackets on hooks, Jack walked in. Her red hair was in a ponytail. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a white fitted t-shirt, with black flats.

"Hey, Alex! Hi, Tom!" Jack smiled.

"Hello, Jack," Tom said. "Is it alright if I stay over this weekend?"

"Of course, Tom," Jack said with a nod. "You know that you are always welcome to stay."

"Thank you."

"Well, we have a visitor right now." Jack smiled. "Why don't you come and meet her? Both of you?"

We nodded and followed her into the living room, where a young girl-- no older that 18-- sat on the couch. She had long, mahogany hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a red bouse, with jeans, and high-heels. She was also very beautiful and very pale.

"Tom, Alex," Jack said, sitting down. "This is Isebella Swan. Iseballa, this is Alex and his friend Tom." Tom and I shook Isebellas' hand and sat down.

"Call me Bella." She said-- with an American accent-- and shook our hands. Bella, I thought, that's a nice name.

"So, Bella," I said, conversationally. "Where do you live?"

"I live next door, actually," She gestured toward the house next door. "I just moved from the USA."

"Where in the US did you live?" Tom asked.

"I lived in Forks, Washington."

"Wasn't there, like, a HUGE line of killings near there?" I asked.

"Yes, there was. My father was killed there when he went to visit some friends for Thanksgiving."

"I'm sorry about your father. If you don't mind me asking, why weren't you with him?"

"I was with my boyfriends family. They had invited me, but shortly after Charlie was asked to go see some friends. So, he went alone."

"It must have been terrible."

"Yes," Bella sighed. "But, I had lots of people to comfort me. I was calm most of the time. I spent most of the time with my boyfriends' family. They all loved me like family, so they gladly let me stay with them."

"Do you miss them?" Tom asked.

"Yes," Bella sighed, and looked down at the floor. "They begged me not to move. Edward-- my boyfriend-- wanted to come with me, to make sure that I was safe. But I told him that I had to go by my self."

"That's sad." Jack noted. I got up from my seat and gave Bella a comforting hug. "Why don't you stay for dinner? Think of it as a 'cheer-up' dinner."

"I'd like that." Bella smiled warmly.

If you haven't gotten it yet, Bella, left Forks because her father was murdered by vampires during Eclipse, so Bella left everyone and moved to London-- right next to Alex Riders home.

For all those Edward lovers, and Jacob lovers-- and Mike Newton lovers as well,-- hold tight! They will all come, don't worry, I have the entire story planned out!