It's been so long since I've written anything Twilighty (not to mention that my last Twilight story was taken down, something about being inappropriate but there was NOTHING wrong with it). And since I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVEEEE Jalice (that love reawakened quite deeply by the Eclipse movie in which Jackson and Ashley made Jasper and Alice's love even better than it was in the books I decided I should revamp some old oneshots that I wrote about Jasper and Alice and just post them all on in one awesome series of oneshots.

This is the first one: when they first meet. I'll write random fluff and some ideas that have intrigued me and hopefully it was all be in chronological order. Some will be during the Twilight Saga but most beforehand. So here goes the first oneshot. A story that has been redone so many times it is just not funny.

Enjoy :)


The Philadelphia skies were shrouded in cloud and I walked freely among humans during daylight hours. This was not normal. It was slightly unnerving. I was walking among human beings, sensing their every emotion and smelling their sweet blood as I passed. I held my breath whenever they passed too closely- the last thing I needed was an accident in the middle of a park where hundreds of people would be around to witness it. Or I could lure one away…

No. No I mustn't think like that. I have to stop feeding from them. My eyes have only just gone black which means that there is still a little time before I have to feel my prey's fear as I feed from them.

I shuddered just thinking about it. Why was life so cruel? Why did I have to be gifted with empathy whilst being a bloodsucking creature of the night? They just don't match and it makes it hard to feed. But I would resist. I hated their fear. It saddened me to feel their sorrow and pain as I killed them.

But my thirst clawed at my throat as a young girl ran past me and her blood reached my nose. The venom ran freely in my mouth and for a moment I considered turning after her and taking her into the shelter of the trees where none would see my act of death.

But I would not. I held my breath and kept walking, urging myself on. This depression was hard enough to deal with when my thirst was satiated but when I was hungry it made it so much worse. Who knew vampires could feel so sad?

Thunder rumbled overhead- I'd heard it a long time ago before it had even reached the city- and the first drops of rain began falling. I watched as panicked parents dragged their kids to get out of the rain to somewhere warm and dry. I don't feel the cold but it would seem strange if I was the only one standing out here.

Maybe I should just ditch human society altogether again. I might starve to death and that would be so much better than feeling the fear of those poor humans who would become my food.

There was another option but I would never, ever consider it. There is no way in hell I would ever go back to her, back to that false love and that controlled existence where I was merely a puppet acting under feelings that felt like love. But I was living a lie. I don't know what love is. Maria certainly wasn't the right person to teach me. And that existence was worse than this- it was a world of bloodlust, loss, fear and pain. I would never, ever go back.

As the rain really started coming down- soaking my clothes and plastering my hair to my forehead- I looked around for some refuge, a place to shelter until it was safe for me to leave. I might have to wait until night just in case the rain gave way to sunlight. I couldn't risk a human seeing me out in the sun- that would defeat all my struggles of keeping myself hidden.

I spotted a small diner just across the street. I made my way over there at a human pace, hoping against all hope that nobody would notice me holding my breath whilst in there. A small space filled with warm humans was not a good idea for a hungry vampire with poor control like myself.


"Miss Alice, back again I see," the waitress Molly said kindly to me as I slumped against the breakfast bar, staring out at the Philadelphia street miserably. I looked up at her and offered her a tiny smile.

"I'm still waiting," I explained softly. When would he come? This had been going on for months. I know that this was the right city. The right street. The right diner. All that was missing was the right day.

"You know, I've seen you here every day that I've worked in the last three and a half months," Molly mused, dropping onto the stool beside me.

"In five days it'll be exactly four months since I first started coming," I replied dismally. I checked the vision in my head one more time, worried that I'd missed it. Nope, it was still there, clear as day. It wouldn't be in my head if I'd missed him.

"And I've never thought to ask what it is that you're waiting for," Molly continued, her big brown eyes kind. I wondered what she saw exactly: a beautiful young woman, a little on the petite side, with black eyes and black hair, waiting hopefully for something or just a pathetic, yet beautiful, girl spending too much time in a diner.

"I'm waiting for the love of my life," I whispered, my heart warming. I missed him already and I'd never met him but ever since that day that I'd woken up not knowing anything, I'd known I needed him. He was the first thing I saw apart from the night sky.

His black eyes, honey hair and beautiful face with scars etched onto it somehow making him more beautiful. His smooth southern accent and perfect manners. He was tall and muscular and I already wanted to know what it felt like to have him hold me. Jasper Whitlock was his name and he was my whole life yet I'd never laid eyes on him.

"He'll be here… one day," I added, not even realising that I was talking.

Molly watched me kindly. "We all hope for that: some gorgeous guy sweeping us off our feet out of nowhere."

I looked at her a smiled again, my heart yearning for my future. "I know he's coming. I saw it." I looked back at the door again. It was going to rain very soon. It was raining in my vision, that's why I brought my umbrella with me every time. Maybe… No I can't get my hopes up again.

"And what is he like?" Molly didn't seem to want to crush my hope. But there was something else in her eyes, some spark of hope too, I suppose. I think she must be hoping that I'll get my wish.

"He's perfect," I sighed. "A real gentleman with honey hair and beautiful alabaster skin. He's a southerner, you see. He has the darkest eyes too and there's something about them, something deep and understanding in them though it's covered with anguish. He'll walk through those doors one day and we'll never be apart again."

Molly sighed. "That sounds wonderful." She grinned at me. "When do you think he'll come?"

I didn't answer her because truthfully I had no idea. But I also didn't answer her because I hated to think that it might even take years for him to come. But… I have to find the Cullens too. Jasper first and then Dr Cullen and his family, plus their intriguing way of life. It was good to know where my future was headed. I just wished he'd hurry up and get here.

A woman walked past the diner door and I sat up straight as a figure emerged from the rain onto the path outside the diner.

"Oh my god," I whispered. "It's him."

Molly, wide-eyed, stared at the door of the diner as the blond male outside hesitated at the door. I knew why- he was thirsty and didn't know if he could handle being in a small space with so many warm blooded humans. I admit they did smell quite tasty but my focus was on him so I barely even noticed them.

"Is that him?" she whispered as he looked around him before placing his hand on the door of the diner.

"It's Jasper," I murmured, feeling as though if my heart were beating it would probably explode. I was flooded with relief and joy and love but most of all I felt hope because here was my future and life about to walk through the doorway.

He pushed the door to and walked in, blinking rain drops out of his eyes.

"Good luck," Molly whispered as I jumped off my bar stool and picked up my umbrella from where it was leaning on the bar. I spared her a parting smile. My eyes must have been so bright because I don't think I'd ever felt so many good emotions before (granted I can't remember my human life but it couldn't have had anything in it as good as this otherwise I'd remember).

Jasper was shaking water out of his face as I approached and he stiffened, worried that I might be there to attack him. I smiled warmly, letting him know that that wasn't the case and he looked mightily confused.

"You've kept me waiting a long time," I said softly to him and his eyes widened.


This girl. It was so strange. She was just smiling at me as though she knew me but I'd never seen her before. And the emotions pouring from her were like nothing I'd ever felt before. So much joy and hope and… something else, something strong that I couldn't be sure of what it was.

Her words had me surprised and I felt embarrassed. It was not in my nature to disappoint a lady so I bowed my head respectfully to her. She was so tiny that I could still see her clearly even with a bowed head.

"Oh, well I'm sorry, ma'am," I said politely, looking at her somewhat shyly. Something about her had me… at ease. There was something familiar about her that I couldn't place. Something that made me… hopeful.

She just smiled and held her hand out to me. Behind her I could see a woman staring at us with bright wide eyes and her feelings of amazement and happiness had me confused. This woman in front of me was… something different and without thinking I reached out and took her small hand. It fit perfectly into mine and she turned us around and led us out of the diner, putting up an umbrella as we went.

I couldn't stop staring at her. She was my kind- that much was obvious- and there was something different about her. She must have been gifted like myself. I could feel her emotions and they were filling me with hope, a feeling that I hadn't had for a very, very long time.

"You must be so confused," she said to me when we were out on the street. I reached out and took the umbrella from her courteously and just looked at her in amazement. "I'm Alice and I know this might be hard to believe but I've been waiting for you Jasper."

"Ma'am, once there was a lot that I would never have believed but that all changed when I was born into this life," I told her respectfully. "Believing something that I can feel is true is easier than adapting to the lifestyle that I was forced into."

Alice smiled at that and I found myself captivated by her beauty. This was the first time I'd ever met her but I felt as though I'd known her for all of my existence, human and vampire.

"Well that's good because here's something else that's going to be hard to believe," Alice told me, entwining her fingers with mine and pulling me along through the rain- I made sure to hold the umbrella above us.

"And what's that?" I asked, intrigued by the emotions pouring from her that were affecting my own mood.

"I love you."