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I actually don't like this chapter, but I hope that you can suffer through it. I can't figure out what the problem is… If you find ANYTHING that sounds plain weird, please tell me.

I remembered that I usually forget a disclaimer, so...
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. However, I do own a plastic penguin. Are you up for a kidnapping, Mr. Pingu? =)

Here we go…. :P

JASPER'S POV
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It was hard for me to imagine anything less fun than math. It was my last class before this hell called school ended. I was eager to go home, since it was I hadn't seen Alice in school today. I knew that she wasn't sick, but Alice almost never skipped school on purpose.

I had the earliest school day on Mondays, which meant that I was the first one arriving home. My classes ended at 13:00 p.m. Not even Edward ended that early, and he was a junior.

Connecticut Junior High and Senior High had lunch and detention at the same time, although the rest of our schedules were completely different. I was glad that I went to Senior High and Edward to Junior. Otherwise we would end up fighting all the time - we didn't get along well.

I wasn't the only Cullen sibling who went to Senior High. Rose had just started here. She didn't study much – she was more interested in guys than grades. Alice was also a senior, just like me. We only had two classes' together, science and PE. I hadn't seen her on any of those classes. That pixie could get in any kind of trouble. She always got out of them with her charm, and beauty...

Jasper, are you kidding me? I shouted in my head.

I shouldn't think of my freaking sister in that way. Although I sometimes made the mistake of allowing myself to thing about Alice's soft, pink lips. Thinking of pulling my hair trough her fluffy, smooth pixie hair would also be a mistake. She was so adorable. Technically, she wasn't even my sister... I wonder how it would feel to kiss her...
'Damn - Stop it!' I argued.

I had to realize the truth. Alice wasn't interested in me that way. And even if she was, it was only a time question before she moved to New York. A couple of weeks ago, I had been the responsible one to post all our letters and go shopping pencils (for Rose's homework).

I had noticed that one of the letters were to Alice's real uncle, who lived in New York. That uncle, Richard Brandon, was a man in his mid-forties. He had always wanted Alice to move to his huge palace. Fortunately, Alice said that she would never leave us... However, sometimes, he had been very convincing. Moreover, Alice never used to send letters to him. I'd been insecure of what she actually wanted. I'd miss her if she decided to move.

Another thing that I would miss if I didn't hurry up was my bus. Without me noticing it, class had ended and I was the only one left. Even the teacher had gone to the teacher's lounge. Oh no, that meant that I had to run to catch the bus. Normally I didn't have much against running and I loved sports, but not in this weather. Black clouds and icy winds replaced the usual cold, sunny Connecticut weather. I quickly collected all my things from my locker and started to walk as fast as I could.

Still, when I was on the bus on the way home, I was completely wet. Great, just great.

I wasn't at such a good mood today. Not so much because of the family meeting – I wasn't very included in those. Rose and Edward seemed convinced that we were moving. If that was true, I would not miss this place too much.

I'd never actually called a place home, because home was wherever the Cullen's were. Or maybe it would be in south Texas where I grew up. My memories from that place weren't very nice, but I still grew up there and couldn't change that.

Eventually I reached our house. As I opened the hallway, I saw that the whole hallway was full of matches organized as scientific formulas.

"Hello?" I yelled hesitantly into the house.

Alice's voice answered,"Stay right there! I'm coming."

What was this, burn-down-the-Cullen-household-day? I vaguely remembered similar plans from Alice, one time including a toaster and an egg. Last year it included a toothbrush. Alice had wondered if she could use a toothbrush as a mini-iron if she would heat it up with a regular iron. The results included melted plastic, which wasn't the best match with Rose's clothes. Rose was a real bitch towards Alice after the incident. Against me, Rose was always a bitch, though I could get along with her pretty well when she fought with Edward.

"Oh my goodness, Jasper, I'm so sorry for all this mess. I'll clean it up," Alice hyperventilated from the stairs. She looked very cute today, with blood red combined with black. It made me want to... Stop thinking these thoughts. Yeah, get a hold of yourself.

"What exactly is all this mess?" I smiled while I stepped over her scientific codes. I was trying to both avoid stepping on them, or fall on Alice – then I wouldn't be able to keep my hands to myself.

"Let's see… The matches are for my re-test in science on Monday. The paintings upstairs are for an English project. However, it's history that I'm going to fail worse than the science. I don't get a word of what our history teaches is saying. Every second sentence, she mutters something about 'we doesn't coffee need for awake stay'. When I told her that she should take grammar courses, she just repeated the same sentence."

I chuckled. Alice babbled on and on as she followed me to the only clean place – the living room. Although, it was now full of history books, stapled on each other. I glanced at Alice's pained face, and before I knew what I was doing, I had offered myself to help. "Hey, I'm great at history. I'll help you."

"Are you sure?" She asked hopefully. I sat down on one of the couches.

"Uh-huh. What are we learning about – the civil war, the ancient Greece…?"

"It's about some war, but I have no idea which it is," Alice confessed.

"Let's get started then," I laughed. This would be highly interesting.

ALICE'S POV
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"No, Ali, that happened 1974. The first revenge started in the 1980-th century. Remember when we talked about how you could translate Frohe to frog?" Jasper smiled playfully at me. For the past hour, he had been very sweet and patient and he had helped me to learn a few impossible things.

I had never seen him like this before; so open, without a frown covering his face. It was as if he really enjoyed himself, which he didn't often do. He'd rather stay quiet and alone than fool around with us. He red many books – fictional, scientific, classics... You name it, and he read it. He wasn't as music obsessed as Rose was, though he always plugged in his ipod whenever the rest of the Cullen family started to talk about something which he didn't find interesting.

At first, we had some difficulties with finding a good place were we could study. We needed somewhere non-distracting in our messy house. Eventually we settled for the living room couch. It would have been a great place to study at... If Jasper hadn't been sitting so close to me that I didn't dare to breathe.

Our bodies were only inches apart so that my many books would have place. A few times, my arm accidentally bumped into his –"oups, my fault, sorry Jazz"-.

Whenever I accidentally touched him, a flow of electricity moved through me. I could just hope that he felt it too. I wished that he either would kiss me, or just move a little further away. I would prefer the first option though. Huh – he looked like he did too. On the other hand, it could have been my imagination running wild. It was hard to know if I was hallucinating, when rational thinking was so hard in his presence. It was a (not) good thing that my brain decided to stop working when we were in the middle of studying.

"Ali, are you listening to me at all? You'll have to study to pass the test, and if you don't remember Frohe, that'll be hard." Jasper hissed at me and rolled his eyes.

That was supposed to be my biggest problem right now; My history test. I wasn't supposed to think of Jazz right now. But how could I possible concentrate with him so close to me?

"Ehum... riiight. And what was, eh, frog?" I tried to be subtle about my lack of knowledge but miserably failed. He would notice that I had not listened to him the past twenty minutes. I had only stared at him. I decided that that was my new favorite hobby.

If I didn't pass Monday's history test, my parents would obviously notice. They didn't care about our social life's or grades; at least until we failed them.

When Emmett had to re-attend school two times, they only laughed it away. Though when someone who wasn't as smart as Emmett (yes, surprisingly, he was smart, he just didn't like school) failed a test, they were worried. Unfortunately, history wasn't my favorite, or best, subject.

My history teacher Miss Frigger (we called her Frigger-pulls-a-trigger) was a nightmare. She couldn't speak proper English at all. On one of her going through-before-a-test-using-PowerPoint-lessons, she actually fell asleep. (a/n: this actually happened in my history class last year! :O). Yep, that was how boring her PowerPoint was. Both boring lessons and a bored teacher wasn't a good combination when it came to learning anything at all.

"Ali, I've been explaining that for ages now! Listen a bit! It was the Frohe revolution where the Germans…," Jasper started, but I cut him off. Sorry, Jazzy, that's just boring.

And I didn't cut him off just by shushing him or starting talking, like a normal person would hade done. No, I had to act on an Alice impulse and...

I pushed my lips against his. I felt a tingling sensation and a moment of smugness. The flow of electricity whirled wildly now, my heart beating like it would explode. His lips were soft as she slowly kissed me back, licking my lips. It was pure heaven. I never wanted to stop kissing him.
He was caught by surprise, but he didn't end the kiss or look away from my green eyes. I stared into his eyes too – his sensational, crystal dark blue eyes, like a stormy ocean on a sunny day.

Then it occurred to me what I just had done. SHIT!

I pulled away hastily, barely taking time to notice the flash of surprise in his eyes. I threw myself up from the couch, and the next second I was rushing up on the stairs. That was hard since my English books were all over it. When I was upstairs, I headed for my bedroom door.

I threw myself on my specially designed bed with one single, horrified thought; I'd never, ever, be able to face him again. SHIIIIIT!

Why was I so good at screwing things up?

AN HOUR LATER, STILL ALICE'S POV.
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How long had I been up here? I glanced at the clock – it was almost four p.m. All I could think of the past hour was Jasper. Jasper; sweet, wonderful Jasper. Jasper; my adopted sibling.

I had actually kissed him. My beloved brother, well, adopted, but still my brother-in-law. We weren't actually related… But that was an explanation our parents wouldn't accept if they ever found out. I wasn't even sure if he liked me. Maybe his soft lips were worth it, the sensation and rush ... Or maybe it had ruined every -existent or non-existent- thing between us.

I was lucky if I survived a few days without him confronting me. I knew I should worry about us living under the same roof. But honestly, that was the last thing on my mind. My thoughts were occupied with the kiss.

Suddenly I heard that someone in the family came home.
I sent a text to Jasper: ``plz don't tell any1 that u've seen me, btw so sorry shouldn't have done that!``
He instantly replied, ``ok, if any1 asks I'm clueless.``

I guess that was comforting... He hadn't really answered about the... so-called incident part.

I heard Edward's voice from the kitchen. There was some tension between Jasper and Edward – they had never gotten along well. Then it was Emmett's turn to show up. He eased the tension quickly and they fooled around a bit. I wasn't sure exactly what they were doing – I could only hear quiet sounds.

I looked around in my bedroom while I was waiting for something exciting to happen. The room wasn't ordinary, I had spent a lot of time decorating and painting it. There were four walls, a bed and a chair. Half of the room was stuffed with clothes, since my wardrobe wasn't big enough, even though I had the biggest one. I absolutely adored clothes.

Then I heard that Rose came home. She didn't sound too happy, she barely said anything at all. I guessed that she was nauseous about the meeting. Jasper kept his promise; he didn't tell anyone that he knew that I was home.

Everyone must've known that I had stayed home from school. I just didn't feel like going, because of the double hour in English and a very boring Math presentation.

Then, finally, after a long wait, I heard Carlisle and Esme's voices in the hallway. The next second, my mobile started vibrating. I checked the ID to be prepared. Edward, named as 'Eddy Teddy' in my contact list.

"Are you kidding me? Did you just give me a freaking call?" I greeted him sarcastically. It was our ritual, since he once said to in the phone, thinking his friend was the one who was calling him. His friend over-used the word freaking, and it was very fun to tease him.

"Alice, where are you?" Edward asked impatiently.

"Where I am now?" I teased him, pretending that I didn't understand what he meant.

"No, I meant next year, Alice!" He growled. He wasn't in a mood to play games today. Maybe all the tension rubbed off on him, or maybe he was just acting out his normal behavior.

"Oh – then it isn't such a hurry—"

"Shut it, and get your lazy butt over here right now." I heard Esme pull in a quick breath at that comment. "We are all waiting for you. Ten seconds...nine...eight..."

"Okay, okay, I get it!" I yelled. I flew down the stairs.

This was going to be one hell of a family meeting. I had just kissed family, for God's sake!

EDWARD'S POV
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"Okay, okay, I get it!" Alice screamed all over the house and ran downstairs. She appeared in the living room with a very embarrassed grin. It was easy to see that she was feeling uneasy about something...

"Hi, sweetie," Esme hugged Alice tightly. Alice smiled back weakly, not her usual enthusiastic self. She hugged Carlisle too..

When she met my gaze, I asked her silently 'what's wrong?'. We had our own code language that only we understood. It was useful when we were in crowded places and needed to have a quick private chat without letting people know that we said something.

Alice understood the question. She pointed discretely at the ceiling, lowered her hand, and then stretched her tongue out. Then she tapped the floor three times with her foot. She was signaling, 'I wouldn't mind if the roof fell on me right now.'

She looked around in the room. Jasper sat on the couch, looking awkward. Emmett sat next to him; eager, looking forward to any action that was coming. I sat on a wood chair I took out from the kitchen, waiting impatiently. Rose sat on the floor in front of me, with her long legs crossed. She was playing with her hair, looking quite bored, but her facade didn't fool me.

Alice smiled to Rose and sat down next to her, stretching her legs and not meeting my gaze.

Then, finally, Carlisle began speaking.
"Hello, everyone! It is so good to see you, and to see that everything is all right." We exchanged a knowing glance. He didn't know anything about how we felt. I saw especially Alice and Jasper turn dark shades of red. Something was definitely not right.

"I see that you have some difficulties with science, Alice. I hope that that exam wasn't important...? Oh well. What about you, Emmett; are you and your girlfriend doing well?" Esme wondered.

Emmett grinned. "Hell no, she's starting to act like a bitch. But whatever, you're forcing us to move anyway, right? "

That explained why Emmett barely never spoke about her. Emmett's girlfriend wasn't a taboo or something, it was just a subject we didn't often talk about. None of us liked her.

"Emmett, don't be rude. I know that we haven't been around much lately," Carlisle spoke the understatement of the year.

"I had many problems in my work. Esme, though, have gotten a wonderful job in Paris. She'll be working there for about a month, and then come and join you at home as a vacation for her." He looked at Esme who smiled with huge effort.

"A few weeks ago, I spoke to my old friend Hans. He has a great solution to our...my...job. Do you remember that he lived in Weallessale? Remember that we visited there, Alice?" Carlisle said smoothly. What about his son named Edward, maybe? I was there too. I'd be surprised if he'd even remembered that I was existing.

"Anyhow, we were there a few weeks, it was a very nice place. Hans had an interesting preposition-"

Rose cut him off. "We are moving." She said that with obvious bitterness. I never though I'd agree on something with that bitch, but I guess things change. I'd choose Rose's bad temper in front of Carlisle's indifference any time.

"Rosalie Hale Cullen! Will you let me finish. I've...We've...indeed decided to change our living scenario," Carlisle avoided the subject. He was such a coward.

I noticed that he always corrected himself, though it was obvious that Esme hadn't been the one taking the decision. Yes, I was sure she wanted to move, but only to make things better with Carlisle. Something was very off with them, and I made a promise to myself to find out what.

"Why? You'll only have to work more," I surprised everyone by commenting it.

"Edward, son," Humph - as if he could call me that anymore, "we would get more money, and we would see each other much more than we do now. Doesn't that sound great?" No! In fact, it sounded awful. He did the same thing repeatedly – got our hopes up, only to break them.

Yeah, I was completely sure that he'd show up one hour every month. Just as he promised he would be with us here, he would forget that promise as soon as we had moved.

My siblings stayed quiet, each of them with a distant expression on their faces. I could sense the tension, and was sure that one of them wouldn't be able to handle it soon. That would be Rose, of course, or maybe even Jasper. On the other hand, he would be too scared that he'd be cold-handed by the family if he expressed his feelings.

Esme ended up being the one defending both her and her husband. "Of course, we don't have the right to tell any of you over eighteen what to do. If you don't want to move, then you can stay here, provided that you have money to rent an apartment with. Alice, I know that you won't like this, though I'd like for you to come with us. I'd like you all to come with us."

Yep... here it comes, the tornado Rose.

"Why do I never get to choose? You run over my free will all the time and you don't even take time listening to me. All I ever wanted was to live my life without you screwing it up. We're just your props, so that we all seem like a big, happy family! But you are fucking ignoring all the damn rules of parenting that have ever existed! I don't want to go to that hellhole so that dad can have some nice nurse company. I don't want to pretend that we get any attention from you whatsoever!"

Oh, wow. Rose was angry; most of what she said was rubbish, but I agreed with a few things. Her outburst caused shock horror. Esme was near crying, Carlisle was growling angrily, and both of them looked terribly disappointed.

Rose came to her feet, preparing herself to run up to her room, but Esme stopped her and pushed her back onto the floor. They were simply waiting for all of us to calm down. Alice and I started to accuse them, Jasper just sat there quiet, and Emmett tried to comfort Rose.

A while later, when we all calmed down a little bit, mum and dad started explaining.

"When are we leaving?" I asked, not fully as angry as I was a while ago. Questions like "Which school are we going to?", "how are we gong to get there?" and "what will we have to pack?" filled the room.

"Edward, Rose, Alice and Jasper, you will be attending Mashton High School. Emmett, if you'd like, we would love if you gave collage a second chance. Mashton Cleville Collage is a great opportunity for a higher education and it is also close for were we would be living.

We have already bought a house in the center of Weallessale, which is a smaller area in L.A. Though it isn't like L.A. at all. Weallessale is quiet, like a small town.

You will start attending Mashton High school the twenty-second of Mars. Today is the thirteenth of Mars, so you will have to be there nine days from today. You will take Jaspers and Emmett's car. The car trip takes about four days.

Since it is Friday today, you will have to leave on Wednesday morning, around ten. That way you could stop in the bigger cities. I know it is short notice, so you won't have to go back to school. You still have to pick up your things from there on Monday.

Emmett can be responsible to print out maps and check the road, where to stop and so on. The reason we think it is best for you not to go by airplane is that your cars still have to get there and we will not pay someone to drive them down to Weallessale. In addition, it would be unfair if some of you could go by airplane and others could not.

A moving company will come here on Tuesday and Wednesday to pack all your furniture. You are in charge of packing up your personal belongings such as posters on the walls, etcetera."

That was probably the longest speech that Carlisle had ever made. It was making me pissed off. They could have told us that we weren't going back to school before!

Alice looked like she was in similar thoughts, while Jasper just looked relieved. What had he to be relieved over, that little brat? Of course, he wasn't bothered at all.

I was so upset I didn't care to say anything. As if it wasn't enough that we were moving, they had to tell us this late. We were moving in five days. I guess it shouldn't have surprised me – everything in the Cullen family was this disorganized. But still…

"And where are you two going to be during this time?" Rose hissed my thoughts. Carlisle and Esme looked uncomfortable.

"Well… My job in Paris is already settled. Don't worry sweeties, you will handle this just fine. I'll be traveling to Paris on Friday morning. Carlisle's and my personal belongings are already in the house in Weallessale. Carlisle will be traveling on a business trip in a few hours. We will get home by 15 April; I hope you all will be settled by then." Esme smiled at us.

It wasn't a happy smile; it was more like, please, do this for me. I sighed; after all, we had no choice.

Emmett choked out a few words too. The meeting he looked forward to had turned into a living nightmare. He didn't have the money to rent an apartment, so he was forced to leave his girlfriend, job and all his friends.

"Can…" He trailed off. "Can I go some days later? Then I could say goodbye to everyone. I'll go to that collage you want me to…"

"Of course you can, dear – I am so happy that you decided to go. Mashton Cleville Collage is wonderful." Humph – decided? Nice fantasy world, Esme, maybe next time you could open your eyes to the harsh reality.

"I guess this is all decided then!" Alice chirped up. She was the only one that didn't seem unwilling to move, only a bit stunned. "I'm going up to my room… Ya coming, Rose?" She indicated with a wink. Surely, they'd think out a plan on how to make it all better, or maybe they just wanted to call random people they would never see again.

It didn't matter. Nothing did. The only thing in my head right now was that I had to leave a place I finally grew used to.

I'd call my friends the first thing in the morning – they were going to be disappointed. They were hoping that if they were with me, some of my cool-ness would rub off onto them. No, I wasn't the one coming up with this, I wasn't that self-absorbed. My friend, Imre, had said this.

I was vaguely aware of Rose running up to her room, and Jasper going out for a walk. Emmett looked at me with a wicked smile. "Lil' brother, wanna play some TV-games?"

"Sure," I replied, as Esme and Carlisle went somewhere - I didn't care where.

They could have their trip. Right now, I'd just hang out with my brother and enjoy myself. Something they clearly didn't know how to do.

But some day, I would show them how much this hurt.

ALICE'S POV
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Shit, was this for real? It didn't seem so, everything happened so suddenly.

"Black five," Rose commented, bored. We were sitting on my bed, trying to distract ourselves by playing a card game we didn't know the rules of.

"Is that a good thing or a bad?" I asked, not so interested in the answer.

"It's black, I guess it is bad, but wasn't the five a lucky one?" Rose started flipping through the rule notepad. I heard some quiet car crashes from the living room; probably Emmett and the guys who were playing TV games. They were also distracting themselves.

"Whatever, this game is boring," I stated. "Can't we just gossip and paint our toe nails?"

"Awesome, that's a much better idea," Rose smiled half-heartedly. "You've got any cool, pink colors?"

"I've got a 'sundown violet', 'horror pink' and a 'creamy marshmallow'." Sometimes, when I got bored or was supposed to do my homework, I made up names to my nail polishes and other useless make-up.

Rose giggled a little - this was fun distraction. "I'll take the violet one!"

"Oh no," I laughed with her, thinking it was only fair of me to pretend to have fun. "You took the good one! The horror pink one looks more horror than pink, and who wants to go around looking like a marshmallow?"

We started laughing for real now. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. Suddenly, I heard screams from the living room. "What, are you leaving now?" Someone yelled.

'Yes, I am sorry. I will see you in a month, say hi to the girls from us please,' I heard Carlisle mutter.

'Well, bye.' It was Edward's voice.

'Bye.' Carlisle started his car, leaving us upset once again. Maybe, this was exactly as bad as we thought it was. Esme would stay until Thursday and we could be a little with her, even if Carlisle was leaving. At least one of them stayed…

Rose and I looked at each other. "C'mon," Rose sighed, "Bring the nail polish and let's go down to our siblings."

Even if we did avoid the subject today, eventually someone would snap. I knew who the person who snapped was going to be; Rose. However, that wouldn't stop us from having a actual, fun family night with our real family, the Cullen siblings.

I just wished that the peace would last a little longer, even if it had been effectively ruined by their announcement. I'd have fun tonight, and think about packing and other things tomorrow, I decided.

"So, who is up for a round of strip poker?" I yelled in the living room.

"Hell yeah," Emmett boomed back.

"I love that game!" Rose.

"Wanna' watch me win, sis?" Edward.

"Hey, that's not fair; Emmett's got the most clothes." Jasper.

Let the game begin.

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Gaaash! I can't believe that I had to make sweet Carlisle & Esme look so mean… Sorry, but it was necessary for the story.

The next update will be up in a while :D

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/ Trasselgirl