A/N: The beginning of the chapter might be confusing but only for a short bit. Also Bella and Edward ARE vampires.

Chapter 2

I was sitting alone in the front row of my French class. Well I wasn't alone, she was sitting on her desk, legs crossed over in a feminine way, leaning back on her two hands, giving me a very flirty look. Her look combined with her outfit almost turned me into a puddle of complete mush.

Her dark mahogany hair was in a loose bun with two pencils stuck in it in a creative way. She was wearing a tight white button up shirt with a couple of buttons unbuttoned revealing her delicious cleavage, a black short pencil skirt that showed off her long sexy toned legs. and black high heels that made me want to jump her but of course all I could do was look her over and drool.

"Hé chérie, je pensais que vous pourriez utiliser un sur une certaine attention."

I drooled a little more at her perfect French accent and at the fact that she wanted to give me one on one attention.

She was in front of me in an instant leaning over me and holding the sides of my desk.

"Saviez-vous que vous êtes mon élève préférée?"

I shrugged nonchalantly. Of course I was her favorite student.

"Saviez-vous que vous êtes mes plus sexy étudiant?"

My throat went dry when she called me sexy. She slowly leaned forward and licked her red lips. I cold feel her cool breath against mine. She leaned forward a little more and k-

"Wake the fuck up! Mary Alice Brandon!"

I felt myself being shook like an earthquake. I opened my eyes to see Joseph glaring at me.

"What are the lotto numbers?"

How many times did I have to tell this idiot that I couldn't control my visions? I mustered up a polite voice.

"I don't know dad."

He frowned and balled his hands into fists.

"Why are you so fucking stupid? I know you know the fucking numbers!"

He grabbed me by my shirt and pressed me against the wall.

"One last time Mary. What are the numbers?" Tears spilled down my face.

"I-I really don't know."

He shook his head adamantly. "Why do you make me do this to you?"

Before I could protest he slammed his fist into my stomach multiple times. After the last punch he let me go and I slid to the ground withering in pain.

"Mary I just want us to live better. Why can't you help me with that?"

I started sobbing and clutched my stomach as he left the room. After a few minutes I forced myself up and headed to the bathroom for a hot bath to soothe my bruised and beaten body.

I got out slowly and headed to my closet since Erica was going to be out front soon. I put on a button up,a black sweater vest I made in Home-Ec over it, a short black skirt, and heels that Cynthia gave me last year.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and knew I looked good despite the fact I felt like shit. I took a pain pill and headed downstairs to see Joseph sitting on the couch staring at me.

"Where are you going looking like that?"

I ignored the urge to roll my eyes.

"To school."

He scoffed and picked up a beer bottle

. "My daughter isn't going to school looking like a whore."

I ignored him and walked outside just in time to see Erica pull up. I got in slowly and kept in a groan of pain as she patted my back.

"Good morning. You look great."

I smiled weakly.

"Thanks you do too."

Her long black hair was out of it's usual ponytail and curled. I laughed when I realized she happened to be wearing clothes similar to mine.

We arrived at school a bit earlier than usual and headed to the bench near the French building.

"Ali-Cat, I got you your violin."

I squealed. "Oh my god! Thank you!"

I hugged her closely despite the pain in my stomach.

"I love you so much!"

She blushed and handed me the case. I opened it slowly to see that it was a new Potter violin with my name engraved in cursive. I stared at Erica with wide eyes.

"How much did you pay for this?"

She closed the case. "It doesn't matter. It's a gift for the most important person in my life."

I couldn't help but blush and awe at her words. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

"You are the best best friend ever."

Her smile faltered for a second. "Yeah, I know."

Loud foot steps broke me from my thoughts. I looked over to see James wearing big platform boots.

"Hey girls."

Erica snickered and I scratched my head.

"Um James what's with the boots?"

The confidence in his eyes faded.

"My brother said girls liked them."

I couldn't help but giggle when Erica spoke.

"Your brother lied."

He frowned and stomped off but had to turn around as the bell rang. After a few seconds a disheveled opened her door.

"Bonjour class, please have a few minutes to yourself as I finish preparing for class."

She turned around and started writing on the board quickly but flawlessly.

"Alice, I got you something else."

I shook myself from my Cullen induced trance and looked at Erica surprised.

"Something else? At this rate I'd think you were building up to a proposal."

She shrugged nonchalantly with a small smile. "Well...,"

She pulled out two matching silver best friend rings.

"Will you marry me?"

I giggled. "Of course but you are so taking my last name."

She huffed while trying to keep a straight face.

"What's wrong with Alice Yorkie?"

Right after that we broke out laughing.

"Excuse me, Miss Yorkie I said a few minutes to yourself."

Erica nodded and I looked at confused and scared at the raw anger in her eyes. I couldn't help but gasp. She looked at my apologetically which caused me to be even more confused.

"Okay class take out your work books and turn to page 13. Mi chérie Alice can you please read the first example sentence in English?"

I nodded and turned to page 13 so fast to please her that I almost tore the page out.

"After years of wasting money, Joseph finally won the lottery."

The second I finished the sentence it was like the beating came again and I could feel all the pain in my stomach again. It took everything for me not to break down crying.

"Chérie are you okay?"

Her sweet smooth voice soothed me but not enough. I was caught off guard when her cold hand cupped my face. She looked surprised too as she removed her hand.

"Would you like to go to the nurses office?"

I nodded slowly entranced by her golden eyes. She handed me a pass and handed it to me slowly as if trying not to make contact. Erica rubbed my back shattering the moment.

"Way to ruin the honeymoon. I hope you feel better."

I chuckled falsely and left the class. I knew I was supposed to go to the nurses office but they would most definitely call CPS after finding my bruises and I'd rather be with Joseph than weigh on my college tuition paying sister so I headed to the forest.

I quickly found my old spot which was desolate except for the trees. I sat on an boulder trying to ignore the silence that always brought painful thoughts. After a few seconds I began to sob as all the memories of abuse flooded my mind but the first memory was the most painful:

It was a day after my mothers death and I had already arrived at my fathers home in Forks. I opened the door to see the whole house was dark. I flipped up the light switch to see that the whole house was ramshacked. Broken glass and other destroyed items were strewn on the floor. I closed the door slowly and strained to hear sobbing coming from my fathers room. Though they had split a year ago because he wasn't as accepting of my 'gift' as my mother called it and they disagreed on sending me to an asylum he still loved her very much. My eyes were still puffy from crying non-stop the day before and I needed comfort. I walked into my fathers room and was surprised to see him glaring at me with hatred.

"If you are a so called psychic then why didn't you see her get murdered. You fucking let her die!"

Those words added a thousand more pounds of guilt to the guilt I already had.

"I have no control of my visions!"

At least that's what I kept telling myself over and over again as if it would help me.

"You said you only had visions of very important things. Was Melinda not important to you?"

Before I could respond he slapped me. "You are nothing but a freak piece of shit! You let her die!"

This time he punched me. After more screams and punches I started to believe him. I let my mother die.

I broke down sobbing as it began to rain heavily. And a few minutes later I drifted off to sleep in the cold animal ridden forest.

"Alice cherié, wake up."

An angelic voice woke me from my uncomfortable slumber.

"Cherié wake up!"

I slowly opened my puffy eyes to see an concerned standing over me.

"What are you doing out here asleep?"

I stood up slowly trying not to agitate my sore muscles. What was she doing out here? How'd she find me?

"I needed to think. I'm sorry it won't happen again."

She nodded understandingly and brushed my hair behind my ear causing me to blush.

"It's okay chèrie just next time go think in a different space preferably not a forest and please don't cut MY class, you happen to be my favorite student."

I smiled at the mirth in her beautiful golden eyes and followed her to the school to see an empty parking lot. I could practically feel the pain from Joseph's next beating.

"S-schools over?"

She nodded as we continued walking on to the other side of the school.

"I wouldn't want my favorite student walking home, so I'm giving you a ride. If that's alright with you?"

I nodded and started to hyperventilate. I couldn't take two beatings in a row. He's going to kill me.

"Alice are you okay? You don't have to go with me if you don't want to. I would never hurt you."

The sincerity and care in her eyes were almost enough to calm me. I took a deep breath and tried to take hold of the situation.

"Yeah I'm okay. I just realized Erica probably waited a while for me. I hope she isn't mad."

A flash of anger and what possibly could be described as jealousy flashed over her face. She exhaled loudly and clicked her car beeper which lead me to see her Mercedes Guardian.

"This is your car?"

She looked like she was going to blush but she didn't.

"Yeah my husband got it for me no matter how much I insisted that he didn't. I didn't take you for the car girl type."

There was no mistaking the bitterness in her voice even if she switched moods quickly. She opened my door for me and some how managed to make it to the other side and sit the same time as me.

"I tend to like things I can't have, cars being one of them."

You being one of them.

She smirked as she put the key into the ignition.

"So, what else do you like but can't have?"

My first immediate thought was her but of course I'd be a fool to say that out loud so I thought quickly.

"I love window shopping since my father is out of work. I pretty much get hand-me-downs from my sister or I make clothes in home-Ec but we aren't going to be sowing for long."

Why did I tell her my father is out of work? I don't want a pity party. Before she could say anything I spoke again.

"But Erica buys me clothes so it's not so bad. She's really sweet like that."

grimaced and made a strange growling sound that seemed to surprise herself.

"I hope my sore throat isn't coming back. Anyway, so where do you live?"

I hoped to god Joseph wasn't sitting outside waiting for me with his belt in his hand like he usually did when I was late home.

"775 K street."

My eyes went wide when she sped out of the lot. If anyone else was driving me around this fast I would have a heart attack. After adjusting to the blur I noticed was staring at me through the corner of her eye which caused me to blush.

She looked straight at the road and gripped the steering wheel roughly.

" are you okay?"

After a few seconds of silence and rolling down the window she nodded. I wasn't convinced but I let it go. Before I could ask how she found me in the forest she stopped in front of my house.

"Thank you . See you tomorrow."

She caught me off guard, leaned forward, softly kissed both sides of my face, and smiled at me innocently.

"Adieu chèrie."

I got out the car and waved like an idiot as she sped off. Ugh! What's going on with me? I turned around and my stomach dropped when I remembered what was going to happen. There was no use in prolonging it.

A/N: So how'd you like the chapter? Was the cheek kisses too subtle? Any specific flirtatious moments you'd like to see, keep in mind they can't be too forward.

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