AN: Here we go, a short and relatively drama free update… but we get to meet Alice and Jasper.
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-=[ The past -Isabella Swan, 17 y.o ]=-
Alice POV
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Alice Cullen woke to the unsettling sound of a phone ringing.
Her head hurt. She wished the god-awful noise would stop. After a few seconds it actually did stop. Alice turned over and went back to sleep.
However, a few minutes later her phone started ringing again. And this time, it was the ringtone that she'd chosen for Jasper, her boyfriend.
She moaned and blindly reached out to search for her cell phone, which she usually kept on her nightstand when she slept.
"You're dead to me," she croaked as she accepted the call, put it on speaker and then tossed the evil device on the bed beside her.
"What's the matter, Alice?" Jasper Whitlock shot back with a laugh. "You got a headache?"
"Why did you let me drink so much?" she groaned as she rolled over and buried her face in the pillows.
"I tried to get you to slow down, but there was no stopping you. Besides, the party was still in full swing when I left."
"You're a terrible boyfriend. It's your job to be here with aspirin and water."
He barked out another laugh, and then said, in a teasing manner, "I thought it was my job to bring you cupcakes with pink frosting."
"Ugh," Alice groaned. "NO baked goods today."
Jasper worked weekends at a local bakery, where his entire job consisted of cutting fruit and making fruit tarts. Well that, and working the register, assisting with customer's queries.
The hair net was a drag, of course, but all in all it was actually pretty awesome job. He worked with some fun characters and they always had a blast. Also, he'd gotten really good at handling knifes, scoring himself major cool points with his peers.
"You did tell me to call and wake you at nine sharp and it's past nine now. You still want me to come over after my shift ends, right?"
"You better. I'm counting on you. This house isn't going to clean itself."
"Okay, I might be a bit late though. I don't know how long it will take to get around all the roadblocks."
"What? Why are there roadblocks?"
"I'm not entirely sure. The police have closed off half the town it seems. I heard from the boss lady that they found something in the dumpster behind auditorium at school."
"What do you mean they found something?"
"Drowned kittens, or something… I don't know. Turn on the radio," he suggested. "I'm sure they'll be talking about it in the next news segment. Listen, I have to go, we've got customers."
"Love you. Talk to you later."
As Alice ended the call, she saw that she had several missed calls from her mom's cell phone. There was also a voice message from dad, telling her to expect them back home around lunch time.
"Fuck!" She shot out of bed, at a physically impossible speed, and began rummaging through her drawers in search for clothes. She grabbed underwear and a clean towel and headed straight for the bathroom, all the while muttering, "shit, shit, shit" under her breath.
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AN: You know how certain events in your life can be so intense or shocking that you will always remember exactly where you were and what you were doing when you first learned about them? These first chapters are like that, we'll meet the characters as they first learn about this 'scandal' that will shake the town to it's core. Of course, it's not a scandal yet, but it's certainly putting some air on embers that are not yet a fire.