ALICE P.O.V:
I looked at my adorable Hello Kitty clock, and saw that it was almost 11:00. I looked down at my iPod. I had gone almost all the way through a rotation of the 1098 songs I had on it, and then I heard the familiar guitar playing a familiar song. It was a No Doubt song. This was the song I'd listened to for almost six months after Riley broke up with me. I even recorded it and sent it to him. I never heard back, not at all. Whatever. I paused this amazingly comforting song and got off my bed to go over to my desk. My adorable mini-fridge was sitting there. I rummaged around inside it for a few seconds, before my hands closed over the small container of strawberry yogurt.
As I walked back to my bed, yogurt in hand, I thought about how Riley and I had met. It'd been a long time ago.
-Flashback-
I walked into the Advanced Guitar class, at the start of the new semester. and sat down in one of the folding chairs. I noticed a few of my friends there. Ashley was sitting in the row in front of me, and Janet was three seats away from her. I continued to look around and I also saw Crystal talking to Regina. We were all really good friends, and they didn't think I was a freak as much as everyone else did. We were all kinda little freaks, but Crystal and I were the shortest two. We all played guitar. I heard the chair next to mine scoot back a little, and saw Riley Duncan, one of the cutest boys at Cameron Middle, was staring back at me.
"Hello. I'm Riley Duncan. And you are?" His voice was wonderful, and slightly confused, because he obviously didn't know me, and if he did, he would know why the seat next to me was empty.
"Alice. Mary Alice Brandon." The little freak show, I added in my head. He nodded thoughtfully.
"You're one of the Freaky Five, right?" I nodded. He laughed. "Why do people call you guys that?"
"It's because we're all a bit weird." Yeah. I mean, seeing the future is not exactly normal. Not that anyone actually knew about my, quirk, except for the rest of the Freaky Five. It was fun, everyone just thought it was daydreaming, and then I could tell my friends what I saw. They understood. That was all the discussion we had time for, because the teacher, Mr. Hitov, and we all had to start paying attention. We were learning bar chords. That was something I knew, and as I played several perfect ones, I noticed that Riley was watching me.
-End Flashback-
I could remember our first date, the first present he ever gave me, the first time we hung out after school, the first time we kissed. I could also remember what he had said to me, that night. The night I told him I was moving to Forks.
-Flashback-
"Riley. It's not going to be that far away. I can always have my parents drive me up for a day visit or something. It's going to be fine." But Riley wouldn't look at me.
"Alice. It won't work out. I'm sorry. It's over. I love you, but..." he chocked up. "But it just wasn't meant to be. I'm sorry. Goodbye." Then he walked away. I was left sitting on a bench in one of Seattle's many public parks. I got up after a long while and walked home, tears falling out of my eyes every step of the way.
-End Flashback-
I walked back, finally able to move again, and plopped down on the bed. I would never be able to forget Riley, but it was getting easier to get over him. I walked back over to my bed, and put my headphones on, and pressed the play button. I then went back to the menu, and pressed the repeat button until it said one. As I was doing this, Gwen Stefani's voice floated through my headphone speakers. I sang along, unsure of how long my voice would be able to hold out.
"You and me, we used to be together. Everyday together, always. I really feel that I'm losing my best friend. I can't believe this could be the end. It looks as though you're letting go, and if it's real well I don't want..." my voice lasted almost to the end of the first verse, but then I succumbed to the tears that happened whenever I thought about Riley. That song was the only thing that helped me deal with it. Once we'd moved to Forks, and I met Peter and Charlotte, I was more able to get over it, and talk about it. Charlotte had been my best friend. My angel. Could something, or someone else do that too? I didn't know. What I did know was that Charlotte was up to something, and she would be continuing her plan until it succeeded. I felt my eyes getting heavy, though, so I paused the song, and changed into my Tinkerbell nightgown. I turned off my lights, and then fell asleep to my song. My last conscious thought was Riley, I just have one thing to say: Goodbye to you.
Jasper P.O.V:
I ran silently out to where I knew Alice's house was. I had left my house as soon as it was 10:00. I had run slowly, so it was nearly 11:00 when I had reached her house. I had timed my arrival well. Almost as soon as I had reached her house, her lights had gone out. I had heard her singing before though.
"You and me, we used to be together. Everyday together, always. I really feel that I'm losing my best friend. I can't believe this could be the end. It looks as though you're letting go, and if it's real well I don't want..." Her voice faded at the end, like she was giving up the song. I didn't understand why. This had to be the song she had used to survive those months. I wish Charlotte had known the name. That would've made it easier to figure out what was wrong with her. Obviously her breakup was hard, or she wouldn't have listened to such a depressing song. But I watched her lights go out, and I knew it would be only a matter of time before I could climb up to her window. After a few minutes, I knew it would be safe for me to climb through her open window. It was easy to scale the drain pipe, and it was just as easy to reach her window. I climbed lightly through the window, and landed without a noise. It was too easy, and as I fell through the opening, I felt a feeling of calmness and serenity. I was right. It was a fluke. I looked around, to get my bearings.
Over by the two closets I saw a guitar on a stand, a violin case, and a music stand. On the stand was sheet music, with the words I had heard her sing earlier. So that was the name of the song.
Over on her desk, I noticed plenty of high-priced electronic equipment, a super printer, a laptop, a bunch of recording equipment, a mini-fridge, spindles of discs, a fish tank, and a turtle tank, and a CD in a jewel case, titled "My Recordings". She was obviously very tech savvy and she also loved her pets. I continued my turning.
I glanced at the foot of her bed, and saw a guinea pig's cage, and bowls for cat food and water, as well as boxes and boxes of beads, a case of gel pens, and a small portable television.
I almost didn't spot Alice amid the piles of blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals, but I spotted the top of her headphones, and that helped my find her. I walked slowly over to her. I could hear her heart, the pulse of her blood as it traveled through her veins and arteries. It was strange. Mostly I was the one with a problem in this family, and yet here, I felt peace. Peace I hadn't felt since I had met Carlisle. It was strange that I should find this feeling here, in the room of a human girl. I needed to talk to Edward. Or Bella. Bella was more sympathetic, and she understood me better than any of the rest of my, to put it gently, dysfunctional family.
I watched as Alice tossed and turned in her sleep. I was starting to feel restless, because of her. I heard her muttering. Something about a party and a shopping trip. Then she did something that surprised me.
"Jasper. Jasper was at the party. Jasper is shopping." Suddenly she was screaming. "Jasper! They're here! Hurry! I'm in trouble! They're attacking me!" She was thrashing, and I was worried that her parents would come home and check on her. That wouldn't be good. I quickly sent waves of calm and peace, so that, should her parents come home, they would find their daughter sleeping very calmly, like a good child. It worried me. Her parents weren't here yet and it was almost midnight. I noticed a chair in the corner of her room, where I decided I would spend the rest of the night, but not before I gave Alice one small kiss of the forehead.
"Sweet dreams, my angel. Goodnight." I walked slowly over to the chair, in order to wait out my night.
