Seeing the future isn't as cracked up as you'd think it'd be. I know when people are going to do something. How they'll do it. What they'll say when they're do it. Everything.

Atleast, that's what I thought before Bella came into my life. My visions, they weren't…weren't as sharp about her anymore. When I used to see her, before Edward even met Bella, it was okay-my visions were fine and dandy. But something happened when she came around, my senses seemed to dull and sharpen at the same time. My visions of anything related to Bella became blurry, as if the girl couldn't make up her mind, yet my other senses seemed to be Bella-tuned, set to find and locate her at all times. I could smell her from a mile away, hear her heart beat, feel the changes in her body, even when she was about to have her period.

I understand now, though, why all that happened. Somewhere deep down inside, I didn't want to see the future. I wanted to leave it at the present. Leave it at the moment when I'm dressing her up, curling her hair, leave it at a moment with just the both of us. Sometimes… seeing the future isn't as cracked up as you'd think it'd be.

To see her get hurt.

To see her knight in shinning armor, Edward, be at her side.

To see him suck the poison out of her, to see him kiss her, to see him leave her.

To see them together.

Happy.

I realized that the more focused I became on Bella at the present time, the less I wanted to see the future. Every time a vision came, their relationship was blooming, hugging then kssing, then her being changed, everything. Jealousy? I guess. Sometimes, I wonder… why couldn't it have been me? Why couldn't I be Edward?

Because I'm Alice. Sometimes, no, a lot of times, I wish I was something more.

But no. I am her best friend. I come back when the girl throws herself off a cliff. I comfort her when she's down. I cheer her up when no one is even around. Alice, the one that runs the play, the one that perfects everything for everyone else.

Alice.

The one that Bella doesn't notice.

I know, that someday, I'll see her in that beautiful wedding dress, I'll see myself laughing as I do her hair and make up, telling her not to worry, I'll see her walk down the aisle. Smiling. At him.

But if it makes her happy, if it makes my Bella happy, I'll support her all the way. Just, sometimes, seeing the future isn't as cracked up as you'd think it'd be.