Okay, on to the more dialog-ish chapters. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed and, etc. I can't get over the fact that people actually read this. X3

Oh, and you know, this is before he meets Bella. And, it doesn't tie in with the story line or anything. I don't know exactly how to explain myself... It'll be obvious eventually.

Disclaimer: Twilight doesn't belong to me, nor does anything that entails.

Chapter Two: What?

It was a bright Monday morning in Forks, Washington. The temperature was a cool sixty degrees Fahrenheit and the forecast for the morning was something along the lines of 'unusually sunny'. Almost as if the sky and climate knew something about today that Edward Cullen did not. For him the sun meant another day of missing school—great in itself. Or, that's what it would have been were it before everything suddenly ceased to entertain.

He began the day by relaxing, as he usually did. Turning the music to an acceptable level, and closing his eyes to feign slumber. Or at least emulate it. But today his "sleep" would be short lived.

"Edward!" came the high soprano voice of his sister. "Edward, come here!"

He internally rolled his eyes and externally rolled over, hoping to shake her off. But, how he wanted to go and see what her enthusiasm was about. It would certainly be something to do... He instinctively checked what she was thinking—better than getting up pointlessly. Lalalala, get out of my thoughts, Edward. Come, come.

Letting out a low groan, the vampire sat up, running a long hand through his messy bronze locks. He knew she was up to something since last night. She wouldn't have locked herself up in her room with Emmett—of all people—for no reason. He could only hope that this wouldn't end badly. And, hope he did. Though, that hope grew smaller and smaller with each step he took. He didn't need his super enhanced hearing to pick up a slight whirring sound coming from Alice's room. What sort of contraption made such a purr?

Bidding his time with sluggish human speed, Edward placed his hand on the door, gripping it softly, tempted to just wait until they grew impatient enough. But, his curiosity was impatience in itself. With one swift motion, he flung the door open. "Alice," he said, quite impassively. Anyone that knew him as well as Alice did knew that something was brewing beneath the calm. Why, she simply couldn't imagine.

"What do you think?" she asked, unable to conceal the huge smile that threatened to crack her gorgeous stone face.

"Alice," Edward repeated, clearly at a loss for words. Alice didn't need Jasper to know the emotion behind that loss—confusion. "What?" He pointed accusingly at the huge monitor in front of him.

She couldn't help but laugh. "It's a computer, silly! You can't really be bored if you have a computer! So many things to do, see, and people to talk too! Emmett and I have installed anything you could possibly need. You have a place for your music, to burn CDs, and every instant messaging system you could even imagine! No need to thank me, Edward."

Edward opened his mouth to speak—only to close it again. What could he say? After all, he had never expressed an interest in a computer, and yet secretly coveted one. Time and time again, he would dismiss someone who offered to get him one. He would say, "No, I'm fine without one." And, yet, here one was. The keyboard practically begging him to type his fingers away. The screen ready to splutter to activity.

Unconsciously, he had been approaching the device. So much so, that his hand crossed the two measly inches between him and the desk holding his new gadget. His hand grasped the mouse, almost fervently, springing the monitor out of its self induced slumber. At the sight of the screen in front of him, his face lit up much like that of a child during Christmas.

Slowly, he turned around to face his expectant sister. He could notice her reflexively jumping on the balls of her feet. He laughed, a truly content melody and said simply, "Alice, you're the best." After which he turned back to the device and clicked a curious little icon called: Firefox.