Dear Diary,

I was witness to another Alice and Emmett fight last week. I think they fight and break up for something to do. Emmett seems totally oblivious to who Alice really is. What Alice really is. All he cares about is his damn football scholarship that he can't see what's in front of him…

"Let's just say the field wasn't the only place I scored Friday night," Emmett said, slinging his varsity jacket over his shoulder. He slammed his locker shut and high fived his buddies. He glanced at the girl passing by, keeping her eyes on the floor, trying to be invisible.

"Keep moving, fat ass." He snickered. I winced at his words as I watched from a few lockers down. I lightly pushed my locker shut and leaned back against it, clutching my books to my chest.

The girl wiped a tear from her cheek and stumbled around the corner, desperate to get away from the hyenas.

I pursed my lips, feeling the hard metal of my lip ring against my teeth. I pushed off from my locker and started to class. I glanced Emmett's way as I passed, wondering how he could be so cruel to someone, to everyone. Like he was king of this place just because he could throw a football and had a pretty smile. He didn't deserve everyone's love, if that's what he felt it was. It was the complete opposite. People feared him. They hated him.

"What are you looking at freak?" He snapped, stepping in front of me to block my way.

I took a deep breath and glanced up at his towering figure, sizing him up. "Nothing special."

His eyes flared with anger as he pushed me up against the locker. "What'd you say, bitch?"

"I said. Nothing special," I said again, wincing at the sharp pain from his padlock poking into my lower back.

"Watch yourself, little girl."

"Same to you." I ducked out from his trap and kept moving down the hallway.

"Dyke!" He screamed. I sighed, knowing I'd probably find that keyed into my car later after the pep rally today.

I avoided Emmett for the rest of the day until the pep rally during last hour. We were herded into the small, shitty gym our school boasted about to cheer about a team that had barely won two games.

I glanced through the cheerleaders, smiling when I spotted one of my best friends Bella in her uniform. I felt someone sit down beside me and nudge me with their elbow.

"How's our girl doing?" Edward asked, nodding to Bella.

I rolled my eyes. "She's only stumbled over her feet and forgot the routine twice."

"Really?" He shrugged off his jacket and rubbed at his paint stained hands. "That good?" He smirked and turned his eyes to the gym floor.

I smiled and looked at the row of football players standing in the middle of the gym floor. Everyone was smiling and waving, putting on their show for their adoring fans…except for Emmett. His arms were crossed over his shoulders as he glared at something on the other side of the bleachers. My brow furrowed as I followed his eyes, straining my neck just to see what he was looking at.

I saw Alice talking to someone that I couldn't quite see. She wiped at her eyes as a soft, genuine smile spread across her face. Whoever she was talking to reached out and brushed his hand over her cheek.

The crowd gasped as Emmett barreled from his spot on the floor, sprinting towards Alice and her companion. Everyone stood up, blocking my view. I heard Alice scream in the silence that followed. A body flew onto the ground, out in front of the crowd. Emmett appeared a moment after, jumping on top of him and throwing his fists.

The school administrators on the other side of the gym started running towards the fight to break it up, but it was too late.

Emmett's victim pushed against him, throwing him back towards the table the student council had set up for some ridiculous game. Emmett crashed into the table, knocking it over with him as he fell to the ground. He landed on top of it, his body arching in the strangest way before going completely limp as he slumped to the floor.

Alice rushed over to the other man and as he stood up and wiped at his lip, I noticed it was the new kid. Jasper. He'd come here about two months ago, riding in with a leather jacket and motorcycle. I'd always remember the first day he arrived because he ended up pissing off half of the school population. He parked his bike sideways, taking up one whole spot and enough of two others that it was impossible to park there. He sauntered behind the school cafeteria, pulling a cigarette from his ear as he went, and ended up walking into first hour over a half hour late.

Nobody really talked to him. All the popular kids hated him. Except for Alice apparently. I definitely didn't see that one coming.

"My office, young man!" The principal yelled to Jasper. Alice looked on in fear as the teachers and coaches surrounded Emmett, who was still lying motionless on the floor. Jasper spit a mouthful of blood on the floor and walked out of the gym. I'd be willing to bet he would walk right past the office to the parking lot.

"Must have got the wind knocked out of him," Edward mumbled. He glanced at Bella, who was huddled with the other cheerleaders. Well, they were huddled. She was sticking out of their circle like a sore thumb.

As the minutes ticked by, I started to get the feeling that it was more serious than losing his breath for a few moments. The football coach stood up, ran his fingers through his hair and reached into his back pocket for his cell phone.

The principal grabbed a microphone and started to speak. "Students, I'll need you to please exit the gymnasium in an orderly fashion. School will be dismissed early today. Please grab your things and leave the property immediately. All after school activities such as sports practice have been cancelled." He stared at us until someone started moving.

I gathered up my things and Edward and I started to descend the bleachers. Bella caught up with us in the crowd, grabbing hold of Edward's shirt as we walked.

"What do you think is wrong with him?" She asked Edward.

"I don't know, B."

Bella looked scared. I didn't think she was particularly fond of Emmett, but she was one of those people who hated seeing others in pain or distress. It showed all over her face, sometimes made her physically sick.

Edward put a protective arm around her and led us to the hallway and towards the parking lot.

"You need a ride, Jay?" Edward asked, opening the door for Bella. You would think they were together, the perfect high school sweethearts. They weren't. It was completely obvious to everyone else. Or I guess me.

"Yeah, sure." I threw my bag into his car as the ambulance rolled into the parking lot, siren wailing. It parked at the entrance to the school and three paramedics rushed inside with a body board.

I sighed and slipped into the back seat before Edward pulled out of the parking lot.

We didn't find out what had really happened until the news later that night. My breath caught in my throat the moment I saw the headline. Local football player paralyzed during Pep Rally.

"That's awful," my mother said, poking around at her microwave dinner as a picture of Emmett popped up. "Do you know him?"

I shook my head. "Not really."


A/N: Thank you for reading.