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[A/N] Thanks for your feedback. It makes me happy that so many of you have decided to give this story a try. Your interest in my work is highly appreciated.

FAQ's

Does Alice ejaculate semen?

She ejaculates when she climaxes but not that kind of semen that leads to cute little babies. I'm not a doctor though, so I might be wrong about this detail…

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Alice's palms were sweating as the principle showed her the way to the classroom. She wasn't a very good liar but luckily the man had believed her about the bullying in her previous school. Well, it wasn't even a complete lie. She just didn't give him the full information. There was no need to let a random stranger know about her secret. About guys who wanted to beat the crap out of her for trying to lead them wrong and turn them gay as they had called it. Girls that she had considered friends had smeared insults on her locker.

Cock Girl

Tranny

Weirdo

The list went on and on like this. It was no wonder she had preferred ditching school whenever it was possible and as Alice had no problem faking her mother's signature, it had taken Irina quite a while to figure out what was going on with her daughter. Maybe this was also part of the reasons why she had been so keen on shipping the sensitive girl off to live with her father.

"Nobody there knows your secret." The voice of her mother echoed in Alice's head. "You can start over new. You just need to be careful, honey."

The principle cleared his throat before opening the door for Alice.

"Hello, Mr. Banner. I'm bringing you a new student. This is Alice Brandon. Isabella Swan's stepsister." He turned directly to the class then, his voice turning into an annoying nasal tone. "I hope you'll behave yourself and make your new classmate feel welcomed here. Newton, whatever you're doing with your cell under your table, it's going to stop or you can collect the damn thing in my office after school is over."

With that he turned around on his heels and mumbled an encouraging. "Good luck," to Alice. Mr. Banner handed her a slip of paper and a book before gesturing her to sit down in the third row, between Bella and Jessica.

"Mike, put that cell away now. I'm sure you can arrange your date for the homecoming dance in your free time." Mr. Banner said sounding impatiently. This was his last year of teaching and he couldn't wait to retire in a few months.

"Who would want to date Newton?" Eric said with a grin. "Well, maybe new girl here won't be choosy."

"Shut up, Eric." Mike hissed at the other boy.

"Someone seems to long for spending his lunch break in detention. Now, get back to your books and answer the questions on page sixty. Isabella, could you show Alice where we are? Thank you."

Mike frowned and stuffed the cell back into his jacket. Then he ripped a small piece of paper out of his notebook and began writing something down on it.

When Mr. Banner wasn't looking anymore he threw it on Bella's desk. She ignored it and continued whispering to Alice.

"Are you good at Biology?"

"I'm afraid I'm not." Alice whispered, leaning a bit closer to Bella as the brunette girl explained the different circles of Mitosis to her. She tried to focus but it was difficult for Alice to concentrate while the sweet aroma of strawberry baby shampoo made her a bit dizzy with every inhalation. Her stepsister was a pretty girl, very pretty if you looked at her closely.

"Shhh, Swan, why aren't you answering my note?" Mike asked from behind Bella.

She sighed and unfolded the piece of paper.

Date on Friday N8? We could see a movie – your pick :-)

After a few seconds of hesitation she scribbled the words,

not intererested, sorry

on the piece of paper before she leaned back to place it on Mike's desk.

"Why?" he asked her as soon as he had read it. "I thought we're friends."

"Friends don't date."

"Bring your stepsister. It's going to be fun."

"Mike, just drop it."

"Don't be like this. You're just so bitchy to me because I dumped Jessica."

"Newton, you don't want to bring up, the who dumped whom convo again." Jessica snarled at him, her blue eyes narrowing in anger. "I left you because you're a prick."

"And you're a fucking dyke." He hissed back a bit louder than he probably wanted to.

"Congrats, Mr. Newton, you're the first to get detention this school year. I hope you're proud of yourself."

The bell ended the class and Alice followed Bella and Jessica to their next class, literature.

"So, you're Bella's sister, well, stepsister. It must be cool to have one. I only have my little brothers and they're a pain in the ass."

"They are cute. I hope they won't turn into morons like Mike when they get older."

"He's stupid. Alice, you have to know he's an immature jerk. I'm waiting with dating until I'm at college where they have real men hanging around."

"Hmm," Alice nodded in agreement. College wouldn't change anything for her. She couldn't see herself in a romantic relationship with anyone. The fear of being rejected was too strong.

"Do you have a boyfriend back home? Where did you come from again...Georgia?"

"No boyfriend. I'm from Mississippi. My Mom's from Slovakia though."

"Slovakia…never heard of that before. It's in Europe, right?"

"Yes."

"Cool. You need to tell me more about it soon." Jessica stated before taking her seat in the last row, next to Ben. The boy exchanged a longing look with a dark-haired girl named Angela. Both of them had been secretly in love with each other for almost three years now but their shyness wasn't helping to get things further between the two of them.

"I'm sorry about Jess." Bella whispered to Alice, making the other girl's skin tingle as she brushed Alice's ear with her fingertip. "She likes talking a lot."

"It's okay. I don't mind."

"Good. Do we have the rest of classes together as well?"

Alice pulled out the sheet of paper the principle had handed her in his office to take a closer look at it.

"Let me see. I have Spanish while you have French but then we'll have sport together again. Oh the joy. I hate sports. Do you like it?"

Alice shook her head. The truth was she liked sports, especially volleyball and hockey. What she didn't like was the thought of showering with a dozen other girls afterwards. No, there was no way she was going to do it. She needed to convince her father into writing her an attest for that class. He would do that. Wouldn't he?

"Alice? Do you want to skip sports? I don't want to risk twisting an ankle with this volleyball nonsense. My hand-eye-coordination is shitty."

"We can't just ditch." Alice mumbled nervously, as she began to read through a poem in her textbook. She had a liking for poetry. It helped her to deal with the emotions she couldn't express out loud.

Bella leaned over to whisper into Alice's ear. "Who said something about ditching? Just let me handle this for us."

The teacher entered the room and Bella's hand moved up.

"Miss Tanner? There is a problem with my little brother. My mother forgot to inform school that I need to pick him up from kindergarten today. It would only mean missing sports but if it means any trouble, I'm sure—"

"No, Bella, it's fine. I'll write you a note."

"Thank you, Miss Tanner. Could you write one for my stepsister as well? We have to share a car until my parents buy her one and you know how the bus connections are like."

"Kay, I'll do it. But it needs to stay an exception. I understand that your parents are busy, Bella, but they need to understand that your school education is more important than using you as a babysitter for your brother."

"Yes, Miss Tanner. I understand. I'll talk to my Mom. Thank you."

Bella grinned at Alice and the girl felt heat spreading into her lower abdomen. She tried to ignore it but she wasn't doing a very good job on it. Why was Bella making her so nervous anyway?

A couple of hours later the girls were on their way back to Eddie's kindergarten, both of them slurping on vanilla lattes they had gotten at Starbucks.

"Won't Renee be angry at us?"

"I don't think so. Please don't worry about her. My Mom is not very strict. I will tell her she asked me to pick up Eddie and she'll believe me. She is so harebrained she tends to forget that kind of stuff all the time."

"Okay, if you say so."

They stepped out of the car and entered the building. There was some yelling going on there and the loud sobbing of two boys was overpowering the voice of the agitated teacher.

"Bella! Oh thank god, you're here. Your brother is driving me insane."

"Eddie? Eddie, come here!" Bella called when she saw him cowering in a corner of the room, arguing with a little native boy whose hair was falling down greasy into his forehead.

"Bella, oh Bella, he bite me. Jake bite my hand. It hurts. He's so mean."

"I'm sorry. Let me take a look. Oh it's bleeding."

"I tried to put a band aid on it but he wouldn't let me." the teacher explained with an apologetic smile on her face. "I can't have Black and Eddie in one class. They're constantly fighting and it's Eddie who usually starts with the trouble."

"If you can't handle kids, you should consider your job." Bella snarled at the woman, before lifting Eddie up to carry him outside.

"Stupid bitch," she hisses as she placed the boy in the backseat. "That woman knows shit."

"Bitch," Eddie repeated after her. "She's a bitch."

"You're not supposed to say words like that, Eddie."

"But you use it."

"That's different. I'm older. Why were you fighting with Jake again? You know it's not nice."

"He bite my hand."

"Why did he do that?"

"I pushed him from the swing."

"Eddie! You can't do that."

"But he was on the swing forever and it was my turn. I always go on the swing before I go home."

"We'll talk about it when we get home. How's your hand?"

"Hurts when I wiggle my fingers,"

"Crap. We should bring him to the hospital so that Carlisle can take a look at it. Not that anything is sprained."

Their ride to the hospital was silent. Eddie told Alice in detail how much he disliked Jake. How he was never going to talk to him again and how he liked the boy's twin sisters that had just turned seven much more.

"Alice, I'm sorry, we had to come here. I'm used to babysitting the little monster but you—"

"It's fine. Eddie's my brother too."

"I don't want to be a monster. They're scary." Eddie said stamping his foot. "I don't want to be a monster."

"Then you need to be a good boy and stop pushing other kids from the swing and stuff like that."

"But Bella, Jake is always mean to me. You have to be on my side 'cause you're my sister. Alice, you're on my side, are you?"

"Yes, sweetie, but only if you promise not to hit anyone again, will you do that?"

"Maybe,"

Bella and the others took the elevator to Carlisle's office in the fifth floor but they found it empty.

"Bella? What are you doing here?" Carlisle's secretary asked them, looking up from her desk as they walked up the hall.

"I wanted Carlisle to take a quick look at Eddie's hand. It's probably nothing serious but I wanted to be sure."

"Oh no, problem, honey, I'll page one of the doctors to check on him. Your stepfather is probably still in surgery."

She fumbled around on her cell before she turned her attention to the girl and Eddie again.

"You must be Alice. I recognize you from the picture on your father's desk. How do you like it here in Florida?"

"Pretty good I think. Thank you. My father and his family are trying to make me feel very welcome."

"You are welcomed," Bella stated, placing her hand gently on Alice's shoulder as they made their way to the examination room Carlisle's secretary pointed them to wait in.

Alice shrugged back, the prickling on her skin irritating her completely.

"Are you okay?" Bella asked her. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"It's okay. I don't mind."

"It's not about the gay thing, is it? I'm not trying to hit on you. I just want to make you feel at home."

"Why?"

"Because I know how it feels like to be the third wheel."

The door to the examination room was pulled open and a young doctor with beautiful caramel colored hair and a pair of black-framed glasses entered stepped in.

"Hello there. I'm Dr. Platt. Gianna said the Chief's son is here to get his hand checked."

Bella explained to the woman what had happened at Eddie's kindergarten. Dr. Platt put on some gloves and eventually she kneeled down in front of the boy, who had his face hidden against Alice's side now.

"You're not shy, are you? Just let me take a look at your hand. I'm going to make it better."

Hesitantly he turned his head, blinking at the young doctor. She cringed and dropped the kidney basin she was holding to the ground, making the iodine tincture splashing against her scrubs and Bella's jeans.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'll pay for the dry cleaner."

"No harm done. Do you think he needs x-rays?"

"Yes! Yes, I want some. They're cool." Eddie called out, jumping up and down.

"Dr. Platt?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think he needs x-rays?" Bella asked again, trying to rub off the brown liquid with some paper towels. The jeans were ruined. She knew they were.

"June, 20th, his birthday is on June, 20th," Dr. Platt mumbled flipping through the chart. Her face turned pale, as if she was about to faint any second.

"Dr. Platt, is there some problem?" Carlisle asked in a sharp voice as he entered the room, turning his attention immediately to his little son.

"No, no, of course not, Dr. Cullen, I-I I was just-I wanted to-I mean-,"

"It's okay. I'll handle this. Go back to the E.R. and ask Dr. Volturi if he needs you. And change your scrubs. People will think you slaughtered a pig with all the iodine on you."

"Yes, Dr. Cullen." she whispered, her voice cracking with the tears she was trying to hold back as she rushed out of the room.

"You intimidated that poor woman." Bella stated, as he began to examine Eddie's hand carefully. "She's scared of you."

"All interns are scared of me. Dr. Platt is too sensitive for this job. Being a doctor is difficult. Now, Eddie, does your hand hurt badly? How did that happen?"

"Jake bite me."

"I'm sure you weren't innocent in that. I will put something on it to clean the wound. It will burn but you're trying to be brave, won't you?"

"Hand," he pleaded Alice, squeezing his unharmed hand tightly around two of her fingers. "Ouch that burns…it burns so much."

"I'm sorry, Eddie, but we don't want the bite to get infected." Carlisle told him, rubbing some cotton over the wound on Eddie's hand.

"I don't want it to burn,"

"Already done, now I get you a band aid and your sisters will take you home and give you some ice-cream."

"Yay! Ice-cream! Are you going to come with us, Daddy?"

"I have to stay here at work a little longer and handle some…stuff. But I'll see you later. Be good and do what Alice and Bella tell you to do."