PPOV

"I want my Mary back, I don't like your car, and I wasn't my girl back" I know I was whining but I didn't care, I really hated Johns Ford Mustang Firebird of 1966, it was nothing like my red Porsche, I really missed it. I named my car Mary, my sister's name; Alice would have been too hard. Thinking her names was hard so I would never be able to say it out loud, Mary was easyer. John sighed "Tomorrow you have your girl back, she's on her way and besides you can ride her tomorrow." I playfully glared at him as he started the car 'Nothing purrs like my baby' I said, knowing it had a double meaning and we both smiled at each other. The ride was silent, on the radio it was Muse with Resistance, but I drowned it out. 'Why didn't you do law like me, why medics? You know I'm going to miss you in class' I looked at him, he was looking at the road and I admired him from the side, it was like he got hotter every time I looked at him. I sighed and looked around, everything was covered in snow, although it was daytime, it was dark outside. Gladly it was dark or we couldn't go to school without people noticing John sparkled. What could I tell when they asked why he sparkled? Oh it's nothing, my boyfriend's sparkles because he is a vampire but don't worry he only feeds on animals.

Right like that would ever happen.

"Babe, you're way to distracting, I won't be able to focus" he said as I putted the car in a parking space, of course the humans where staring at the car, like they always did. He stepped out of the car and helped me out, kissing my hand like a true gentlemen. "You know I love you baby, but we have to go our own way" he said, playing like he wouldn't see me for years.

'I love you too and I know the separation will be hard, but we should go. We are already late' I say as I pulled my hand out of his. Smiling as I walked towards my first class.

I knocked on the door and then I stepped inside.
"You're late Miss Brandon, now seat yourself down" the teacher sais as he points out a place where I can sit.

Great, he knows my name already!

I can feel someone is staring at me as I seat myself down.
"Today we are discussing the Civil rights in the early 1800s" mister Carlton stated.

Great the 18hundreds, I lived there so I know the rights. God I miss Alice, I should have never told her to tell dad about her premonitions. It is my entire fault, she was always cheery and joyful, and I can still see her smelling the roses and lily's in our yard. I can hear her calling my name, but then she ended up in that asylum. The first years she was happy that I visited her, talking about a guy she had seen in her visions, Jasper Whitlock.

But after five years the spark in her eyes was gone, leaving only a small shimmer as I visited her. After 8 years she was nothing more than a zombie, a living corpse with no reason to keep living. She didn't talk, eat, drank or listened. She was nothing but a broken and empty shell of the girl she used to be.
Mom and dad didn't visit her anymore; they found it hard to see their daughter that way. I couldn't blame them, every time I had visited her I would cry myself to sleep.

"Miss Brandon can you please answer the question?" Mister Carlton asks.
'Sorry I don't know the answer sir' I answer, feeling uneasy as the eyes in my back are feeling like stabbing knives. I look over my shoulder and a guy with copper hair looks at me. Golden eyes like John, could he be a vampire too? But the Denali coven had left, who was he? I turned back so I'm looking at the teacher again and I hear someone is getting up and then he or she is racing down the stairs. 'Family emergency' he murmurs at Mister Carlton.

I took notes and I tried to stay focused, but my thoughts would always wander to my sister.
"Class dismissed" I hear in the back of my mind and I quickly run out of class, towards my John.

EPOV

I was sitting in class and Mister Carlton was telling us what we would see this year, everyone's thoughts drifted away and I pushed them aside. Of course I had girls imagining inappropriate things with me, they say guys have sick minds but believe me, girls have sick minds sometimes.

Well the new student is late, Cynthia Prue Brandon, quite an old-fashioned name if you ask me. Oh there she is.

Cynthia Brandon, no that was not possible, it was just some freaking weird coincidence. Like Alice her younger sister would be here. Hah! Alice told me her sister died at age 21, they never found her body. The small article Alice had found said that Cynthia Brandon was killed by a wolf pack, that they heard a horrific scream right before she disappeared and then they had seen blood and hair of Cynthia. So they assumed she was death. That was Alice her only evidence about her family.

"You're late Miss Brandon, now seat yourself down" he said in firm voice. Miss Brandon? Could she be a family member of Alice? I looked down and I saw her, she looked exactly like Ally only with long black hair and gray eyes. It was freaky, how could someone look so much like Alice? I focused on her thoughts, knowing I was actually staring but I didn't care, she hadn't seen me yet. Her mind was silent until the teacher talked about the Civil Rights in the early I saw her in the 18hundres wearing a blue dress, how could she have lived there? It didn't make any sense. Then I saw another gray-eyed girl with pixie hair, she actually looked like Alice, they were running and smelling roses, a smile formed unintentionally.

Oh wow his smile he's so hot.

Stop staring at his perfect kissable lips.

Would he ever kiss me with his full yum…

I pushed away those thoughts again and concentrated on the black-haired girl, Cynthia Prue Brandon. Premonitions, Alice and an asylum? What the hell? She really was talking about my sister Alice, who was that girl? Prue the other girl yelled and she showed her a sweet smelling rose, then she was talking to Alice, my sister Alice, telling her that she should warn their parents, telling them about her premonition. I felt a lump forming in my throat as she saw how they took Alice away from her, running behind the carriage, her father talking about Alice like she was some trash. I could feel the guilt and pain when they took her away, the pain when she woke up and her big sister wasn't there. I could see the times she visited Alice, how the life was drained from her. The only time when her eyes sparkled was when she said a name Jasper Whitlock. She had seen Jasper when she was in the asylum? The last thing I saw was heartbreaking, Alice just sitting there like a zombie, not responding. Like Bella when I left her. I shuddered at the thought. Then the teacher asked something and I heard Prue her voice for the first time, a chorus off bells like Ally, only a bit more matured, a bit more seductive then Alice her voice. Then she looked at me and her thought made me even more uneasy.

Vampire

I needed to talk to Alice, she needed to know. I hurried down the stairs as fast as it was humanly possible. "Family emergency" I said as I looked at Mister Carlton. I had startled him, you could see the fear in his eyes, and I turned and got out of class. I needed to talk to Alice, that girl Prue or was it Cynthia? She made me more confused. I hoped Alice had seen I left and that I was headed to the forest.

When I entered the forest, I was scared, really scared. It was Alice her sister for Christ sake!

If I was human I think I would have gotten a headache. How in the world was I going to tell Alice? Cynthia wasn't death, she was something else. She still mourned for Alice. And the guilt that the girl felt was painful, like she had murdered her own child, no her other half would be more appropriate. She felt the same way as me when I left Bella. How in heavens name was I going to tell Ally that her sister wasn't death? That she was alive and breathing?

"Why the hell did you race out that classroom like that Edward! What is so important I keep having those heavy visions, what is it?" my sister shouted, I turned around.

'Alice, do you know a girl named Prue?' I asked, hoping she would find it out herself. As I said Prue I saw a hind off recognition.
'Alice think, do you know a girl named Prue when you where human?' she looked at me her pupils dilating, I looked in her mind.

"Prue! " I shouted as I saw my sister running after the carriage, the carriage that would bring me to an asylum. What was that, why did they take me away from my other half. "Prue I love you always and forever" I shouted as she was out of my sight.

Alice looked back at me "My twin sister, I called her Prue, it was a sister thingy. Cynthia Prue Brandon," she said, I could see she was about to cry.

'Alice, I saw her mind in my classroom, she was thinking about you, that's why I needed to talk to you. She blames herself for your death; she saw how you told her about Jasper. I have seen how you wasted away in that asylum, how she was crying after she had visited you' I said. And then Alice took off, her mind racing.

Get Jasper, I need him. Please let me think on my own, it's allot to take in right now Edward.

Then she ran off, would she come back? I texted Jasper and he was at the edge of the forest within minutes.
"What did you do to her?" he shouted, boiling in anger.

'Nothing, I saw her sister Jasper! She was in my classroom, I've seen Alice trough the mind off that girl. I'll tell you more about it later but Alice needs you now, she's really upset, she remembered something of her human life.' I shouted at the end as he ran toward Alice.

What the hell was it with that girl? Why did she have gray eyes? Why did she show up now? Why did I need to upset Alice? Why was she sure that Alice was death? How did she know that I was a vampire? Who was John? Goddammit why, why, why? It didn't make any sense. I tugged at my hair. I felt uneasy, should I tell Bella or any other member of my family. Right at that moment I got a text on my cell.

I will be home after school, I just need some time alone, tell Bells, Rose and Em that I had a vision, but that I needed to tell it myself. Don't worry Ed, I'll be fine, maybe she can make me remember the good things of human life! I have a real living sister!
I'm okay, Alice

I opened my phone and started to type the next message:
Ally, I'm sorry that it was this way; I wished you had seen her first. She really misses you, she knows about Jazz. I hope I didn't upset you too much.
Love E.
Right at that moment I got a text.
Ed, I'm glad you where the first! If I suddenly collapse because of memories, guess they would put me in asylum yet again ;P. Don't worry I don't blame you and yes I'm upset but also exited. Jazz will be joining you at lunch; he wants to see what my sis looks like.
xxALICExx

Stupid psychic sister, I really hope your sister is the opposite of you. At lunch I would probably see that John guy and I would be able to figure out more about Prue. Was it right to call her Prue or would she want me to call her Cynthia?