Ahh. Chapter 6 is here! Sorry for the long wait! Thank you, thank so much for the reviews, they're like...a total source of motivation. I warn you, there is a segment where i stayed from Alice and Bella, and i have a good reason for that.

Four pages.

Four freaking pages.

Bella stared at laptop, its screen illuminating her English paper. Or what was to be her English paper. It was seven o'clock and the paper was not even half way done.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang and she took it out of her pocket, checking the caller ID.

"Hey, what's up Dad?" Bella answered, "You need something?"

"No, kiddo. I'm fine." Replied her father, "Just called to check up on you. Do you need anything for school? I'm going to buy groceries right now."

"I'm good, thanks for calling." Something in Charlie's voice told her that it was more than a regular check up call, "Something wrong, Dad?"

"Since in the Homecoming dance is in two weeks…" Bella knew what was coming next, "Are you going with anyone? I'd like to meet him"

"Yes, his name is Edward." Revealed Bella, hesitantly.

"That's great, honey! Listen, I've got to go- one of the guys just called in some drunk rampant drivers. Love you, Bells. Keep safe." Click. Pleasantly surprised that Charlie was not all too adverse to her going out with a boy, she released her long held breath. It must have been post-football-time, the time that Charlie's mood as at its best.

Bella's phone rang again and picked up, expecting it to be Charlie.

"You need something, Dad?" She asked, trying to hide the surprise in her voice, maybe his overprotective fatherly sense had finally kicked in.

"Since when was I your dad, Bella?" Uttered a nightingale voice, and Bella's face began to heat up from embarrassment.

"Alice! Ohh God, my dad just called and I thought he called back." She laughed at herself and heard Alice giggle, "Sorry, my bad."

"Can you come over? I need some help on my English paper." Alice asked, "We could work on ours together."

Excited to be invited to Alice's dorm, Bella shut her laptop and grabbed it from her desk, "I'll be there in a couple minutes."

Coming to room 1211 she stopped, taking a deep breath to calm herself. Before she could finish knocking, though the door flew open.

"Hey, beautiful." The smirk on Alice's face showed that she was only joking, but Bella couldn't stop her heart from skipping a beat. "Come on in."

Bella followed Alice inside and her breath caught. The room size was bigger and wider than her room, a full size bed placed at one of its corners complete with a headboard, a dresser, and mirror. On the floor sprawled several different types of fabrics and cloth leading to a mannequin that stood next to what Bella assumed to be the pixie girl's desk. On it was a sewing machine, several sketch books, color swatches and more fabric. One would think of it as a workplace over a dorm room.

"Wow." Bella whispered, amazed. "Are you a fashion designer?"

"An aspiring one, it's more of a hobby though." Replied Alice, making her way to her bed. She sat down with a plop and gestured Bella over next to her. "Lets get started."

Bella did, sitting cross legged with the laptop in her lap. Alice produced her own laptop almost from thin air and began typing. For a length of time, it was all her and Alice did; and when Bella began to get distracted, her eyes would wander over to her pixie friend. The girl was in her most natural form; a sweater that fashionably covered one shoulder while exposing another and shorts, legs pushed forward hanging off the bed. Mesmerized, Bella stared a little longer.

Noticing that only her keyboard was making noise, Alice turned. "Something wrong?"

Words flew from Bella's mouth before she could stop them, "You're just really pretty…"

Realizing what she had just said, Bella clamped her lips shut, turning back to her laptop screen. She could feel Alice's gaze still at her side, but continued to type furiously,

"Really, you think so?"

Without looking, Bella nodded in response.

"Really, really?" She could feel puppy eyes drilling holes at her now but only nodded again.

"No, no you don't." Surprised at the pixie girl's reaction, Bella turned to find Alice sitting upright, arms crossed, lips pursed into a pout. Either she was a really good actor or she was seriously upset. Bella hoped it was the former over the latter.

In any case, she succumbed to Alice, "Yes, you're very pretty. I thought we established that fact already."

The other girl's golden eyes soften and lips formed a smile, "Yeah, but it never gets old when I hear it from you." Revealed the small joker, "What are writing about for your paper?"

"Recycling. I'm so original." Bella looked over, to find Alice's once open laptop shut, she simply sat cross legged, looking at Bella. "You're done? I thought you needed help."

"I lied." Alice winked, "I needed help with my conclusion, but I already figured it out. Writing about something that you've experience directly experience is much easier."

"What'd you write about?" Bella asked, curious.

Alice looked away, gaze settling on my laptop, her fingers fiddling almost looking nervous. "Setting up an orphanage."

Bella's eyebrows shot up, surprised and taken aback. "Ohh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…I didn't know you…"

A small, apologetic smile was sent her way, "It's alright, you didn't know and it's not that much of a touchy subject. Would you like to know about it?"

"If it upsets you then no. I don't want to see you sad."

The pixie shook her head, sending another smile, "Bella, being with you never upsets me. The past is the past, anyways."

Bella closed her laptop, allowing the illuminating screen to go black, forgetting about her paper. She turned to the smaller girl, and found herself once again drawn into honey colored orbs. Right now, in her head, the only thing that existed was Alice and Alice only. Bella heard Alice take in a deep breath, preparing herself.

"Well…When I was four my dad passed away from cancer and my mom went into this deep spiral of depression. Edward and I basically ended up taking care of ourselves until the neighbors found out and called CPS." Alice swallowed, somehow though, Bella found herself tearing up. "We got thrown in an orphanage. I guess… after 5 years of living there, this guy adopted us. Took Edward and me to this fancy mansion in the middle of Texas.

You'd think our problems ended there… it didn't though. He-he turned out to be pedophile." Alice's voice soften, the grip on her bed covers tighten, her knuckles almost white.

"Alice...You don't have to." Bella reached out and pulled the girl into a hug, "You can stop."

Alice pulled away, shaking her head. The vulnerable look returned in the girl's eyes. "No. You of all people deserve the truth, Bella." Taking another breath, she continued "I met Elliot there, Ellie, God. She was something else. He never did do anything to us, not sexually anyways- he'd touch be never enough so that we could call the police on him. We'd just do the chores, got homeschooled, and he'd dress Elliot and I up in these skimpy cloths. Well… he tried to anyways. I didn't agree at first but he threatened to throw us out if we didn't. I mean, what choice did I have? We got fed, educated, and he gave us everything. In the end, I would do what he ask. Ellie didn't though, she was head strong and beyond stubborn. He raised a knife to her once, and she stuck her hand out, asking to be cut. He couldn't, Elliot was his favorite and she ended up doing the most chores of the three of us because of it.

After a year, we ended up running away. Elliot's brilliant plan. Took the railroads, traveled the country for a while…just…getting away. Then, we met Carlisle and Esme. You know the school's heads?" Bella nodded, eager to hear the ending. "They took us in and treated us like their kids. I guess it's because Esme never could have kids herself. We were…15 then and we've been their kids ever since. Carlisle eventually found out about our little time at that freak's place, and being a lawyer, persecuted him and he's happily locked up and rotting in jail now."

Bella found herself in tears, smiling, and a whirlwind of emotions flowing through her by the time Alice finished. On the contrary to her though, Alice looked as if she was beaming in happiness. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Bella commented "For someone with such a tragic past…you look usually happy right now, Alice"

Alice's smile only widen into a grin, "Like I said, with you here I can't get that upset. Besides, you're the first person outside my family that I've told this to. It lifted this giant weight off my shoulders; I'm glad I told you it."

A smile graced Bella's very own lips, she was special to Alice. "Well, I don't know how I do it, but I'm happy that I can make you feel that way." Out of all the students in the school, she was the only one who knew Alice like this, and the thought of that sent Bella in a high. A comfortable silence flowed though the room, the taller brown haired girl staring at the pixie, the pixie affectionately staring back, and for a small moment, Bella's entire world shrunk to just her and her friend.

"Shouldn't you be working on your essay, Bella?" Reminded Alice, and Bella gasped. Brought back into reality, she looked at her closed laptop, and realized she barely had the essay half way done. Her once hyped shoulders slumped, gloom washed over her, and she found herself staring at her unfinished paper.

"Way to totally ruin the mood." Bella sarcastically replied, "I really appreciate you reminding me about this dreaded paper."

Alice let out a melodious laugh, getting up from her position and situated herself next to Bella, head tenderly leaning on her shoulder, "Here, I'll help you, Bells."

Elliot was never one to wake up late, as a matter of fact, she never woke after seven o'clock, but she still needed her alarm just in case. Of course, an alarm only worked if she turned it on and on that certain morning in September, the only thing that went through the dark haired girl's head was how beautiful her girlfriend was.

Looking at Hal, who's blonde hair was in a swirl of mess from the night before, she wondered how blessed she was to have such an amazing girl all to herself. Light filtered in from the half closed curtains, illuminating the blonde's golden strands. Light, in Forks? Abruptly, she sat up from bed, looking at the alarm clock.

7:02 Ohh my goodness. Darnit Hal!

Elliot jumped out of her bed, hit by a wave of freezing wave of air. Shaking her girlfriends' shoulders, she tried to wake up the heavy sleeper that Hal was. "Hal! Haley Ruth Mason, get up!"

Elliot ripped open their closet door, pulling on her uniform and tossing Hal's own at the bed. Hal, who was still half asleep, sat up and rubbed her eyes, pouting, "Ellie…I liked you better without cloths."

Blood rushed to Elliot's face, but she continued to scramble, pulling Hal out of bed. When she succeeded, Hal only wrapped both armed around her waist, holding her in place while the strawberry blonde attacked Elliot's face and neck with kisses. Stubbornly, she pushed the other girl away, sex was not what you did when you were about to miss school.

"Hal!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get changed." Submitted the usually dominant Hal and began to put on her undershirt. Elliot finished tying her tie, and rushed to the bathroom, grabbing both toothbrushes. By the time both of them were finished, a record five minutes, Elliot's hair still looked like half a mess, Hal was still nodding off to sleep as they rushed out the door.

The student body would freak if they knew their Vice President was this much of a fool in the morning.

Looking over, she noticed Hal's still natural beauty. "It's not fair, you get up and don't have to do anything with your hair and you still look gorgeous." Elliot pointed out, but focused on sprinting. Then she noticed several students in front of them, which meant that they could actually make it to class on time.

Hal only smiled innocently at Elliot and pet the girl's head.

By lunchtime, Elliot was completely drained. Late night with the English paper, and a later night with Hal's evil fingers and kisses, coupled with Pre-Calculus, AP and Honors classes and boys equated to a very moody Elliot. She was somewhat surprised to find Edward pulling Bella to their table followed by Alice and Jasper coming to sit. Usually everyone, including herself, would be elsewhere during lunchtime, whether that was in Hal's car doing much more than eating or a lunch with the cheer girls.

"Looks like the whole gang is here." Commented Elliot, surveying the table. Edward pulling out a seat for Bella, Jasper doing the same for Alice, Emmett and Rosalie already seated to her left, and her beloved sitting to her right. Noticing Jasper's beaming face, she decided to tease him. "So, did you ask Alice to the Homecoming dance, Jazz?"

Jasper stiffen in her seat, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks. "Yes, how'd you know?"

Rosalie rolled her eyes, swallowing her salad. "Jasper, everyone here except Bella knows your crazy for Alice, we're not blind, mute, and deaf."

The table laughed, some out of awkwardness, some out of hilarity, and Elliot found her mood lifting. "What about you and Hal, aren't you two going with anyone?" Emmett asked, "Rose and I are going, Alice and Jasper, Edward and Bella, you two are the only ones that don't have anyone."

Rosalie answered in her place, "It's not that they don't have anyone, but they both manage to either avoid or reject every guy that's asked them."

"If I didn't know any better," Jasper cut in, taking his chance to get back at Elliot, "I'd say you two were gay."

Emmett's eyes shot out, a grin forming that could almost slit his face, "Dude. That would be so hot. Hal and Elliot going at eachother. Yum."

Elliot picked up her roll and threw it at Emmett, resisting the urge to gag. "In your dreams, Em." Like hell am I ever going to do something like that in front of anyone.

Suddenly, she felt her secret lover's hand lace onto hers. She turned to see Hal, whos green-blue eyes were pleading. Elliot knew what the other girl wanted, as calm and cool Hal was on the outside, inside, there was a side of Hal that would not only protective but slightly possessive. Elliot knew full well that Hal wanted to go public about their relationship, making it known to the entire student body who Elliot belonged to. The idea pleased on because it meant that Hal wasn't ashamed or disappointed to have her as a girlfriend, but a part of her wanted to keep them a secret, keep the little secret that only her and Hal shared. Either way, it was time, two years Hal had held back and her girlfriend deserved a release. Besides, now, she could go with her to Homecoming.

Nodding, Elliot leaned back into her seat, preparing for the impact.

"Yeah, about that… I have an announcement to make." Hal cleared her throat, and everyone's attention turned to her. "Elliot and I are a couple."

A moment passed, and the entire table, minus Alice and Bella, burst into laughter. Elliot felt tears start to weld up in her eyes, somehow, this wasn't the reception she had imagining. Acceptance, or denial or even disgust, but not laughter.

Edward stopped laughing first, looking between her and Hal. "Hal! You're a great actress!"

"Yes!" Emmett agreed, still laughing, "I thought you were serious for a second there!"

The pain in Elliot's center deepened and she found it almost unbearable. The hot tears that had collected streamed down her cheeks, unable to take it; she got up and took off towards the exit door. Noticing Elliot's abrupt departure, the table quiet down, a serious look passing through everyone's faces.

"Great job guys." Hal said, angrily. She stood up, throwing her napkin on the table and raced to find Elliot.

Hal found Elliot pressed against the school's wall, sobbing. Her quick pace slowed into a walk, and she reached out to the vulnerable girl.

"Ellie…"

Noticing Hal's presence, Elliot's expression only turned into more sadness and devastation before sprinting off again. There were only few times that Elliot was truly hurt, despite being a cry baby during romance movies, but when it hurt Elliot, it hurt a lot. Hal followed, worried. They played cat and mouse for a while, Elliot taking sharp, quick turns and escaping into the trees. The small girl, who was speedy and agile, did not notice the plentiful roots and tripped on one, sending her towards the rocky floor.

Hal caught up, and dropped to the ground on top of Elliot, effectively straddling the other girl. Elliot struggled to get up, pushing and shoving Hal off of her but at the moment, the girl was only weeping and the wrist brace wasn't helping. The taller of the two pinned both arms down with one hand, the other lovingly stroking the crying girl's face.

Elliot shifted her head, avoiding the other girl's touch. "Ellie, Ellie." She stopped struggling, finally, and was only panting and hiccupping beneath Hal.

"Shut up. Go away." Elliot closed her eyes, another round of tears streamed down the redden cheeks, eye brows furrowed. She spoke between hiccups and sob, "I-I don't deserve you. We shouldn't-"

Hal slapped her lover, hard enough to hopefully knock some sense into Elliot. She'll understand, later. Then, the blonde leaned down, allowing their foreheads to touch. Elliot only turned the other way, avoiding eye contact. "You say it, Ellie, but you don't mean it." She kissed the girl, gently and harmlessly, "And, if you ever say that we don't belong with each other again, I'm going to take your razor blade and slice my wrist open." Hal pushed her lips on Elliot's again, this time, she could feel Elliot attempt to keep the kiss one-sided.

"I could give a care less to how those buffoons react to us, as long as they know who you belong to; I hate to see you hurt like this though." Another kiss, and Elliot whimpered when she pulled away. "I know that their reactions hurt you, Ell. But you have to understand, they don't get it. That's all, you shouldn't be angry."

"I'm not angry." responded Elliot in a small fragile voice. "Just…it hurt. They thought it was a joke. I didn't know how to react to it, and…"

"So, why did you run away from me?"

"I..I don't know. I just kept thinking that they must have thought it was impossible for us to be together. How you and I don't match, how you could have done so so much better than me. And its true, you know?" Elliot sobbed, "You could have married the greatest guy in the world, a guy that's good for you and could give you a normal life. Not me."

Hal lay down, snuggling up against the frail girl beneath her, "Yeah, you're right. I could have probably gotten this wonderful guy who's nice and kind and caring, but he won't be you, Ellie. Even if I met my perfect guy that I've always imaged as a kid, I wouldn't care for him one bit because I found something better than my perfect guy and if it happens to be in a girl. A guy really can't be as sweet as you or soft as you, and honestly, even if I tried, you're in my heart and I can't get you out." Hal stopped, listening to herself, " Wow. That last part was extremely cheesy."

Elliot uttered a small laugh and sat up causing Hal to pull back as well. The small girl didn't say anything, still continuing to laugh and cry at the same time, but Hal knew full well that Elliot was back to her old self.

"Feel better?"

Elliot nodded.

"So why are you crying still?"

"Tears of joy." was the answer.

"Ever had sex in the woods?"

Elliot's cry ceased immediately replaced with awe and shock. Quickly, she pushed the other girl off and got to her feet before anything of that sort could happen. "Hal! That's not lady like at all!" she exclaimed.

"I was kidding!!!" laugh Hal, who also knew that she was only half joking.

"Guys." Bella heard Alice call out and waited for the whole table's attention. "I think Hal was serious."

Rosalie nodded in agreement, "I don't think I've ever seen Hal that furious in my life."

The table was now full mixed expressions, Rosalie didn't look half surprise, and Emmett on the other hand was astonishment combined with an apologetic look, probably due to his laughing outburst. Edward was somewhere between disgust and trying to hide his facial expressions, Jasper as oddly serious and focused into his thoughts, and Alice's face was unreadable.

"Should we apologize?" Emmett offered first, killing the awkward silence. "I don't think I've ever seen Ell cry."

Jasper nodded, "We can stop by afterschool at their dorm." He looked around the table, surveying everyone's face before asking, "Did anyone even suspect that those two were… an item?"

Surprisingly, Rosalie was the first to offer a response. Aside from herself who knew of Hal and Elliot's relationship, Bella found Rosalie to be the most accepting. She wondered what Alice thought of it, but couldn't read the pixie's expression. "I'm in student council with Hal and she's always been fond of Ellie- she even made sure they had the same dorm room- but I thought of it as a simple girl crush."

"Girl crush?" asked Emmett, obviously confused. Bella didn't know of it either.

"It's just a strong sense of affection and idolization between two girls, especially with childhood friends, the relationship can be just as strong as a romantic relationship sometimes." explained Rosalie, "I thought that they would get over each other and find a man. Guess not."

"I knew." Bella started, "About them."

Eyes flew her way and she caught Edward's especially. He was old fashioned, sort of like a 19th century poet, and out of everyone, he was probably having the hardest time digesting the news. "You knew?" he asked, "And you're okay with it?"

Bella shrugged, "Well, I only found out a couple days ago. They're happy with each other. That's all that matters."

Before anyone else had a chance to comment, the bells rung and dismissed the students. Bella found herself next to the small pixie, worried. "You okay, Alice?" She asked, and the small girl perked up, as if waking from a day dream.

The girl nodded and smiled before walking off to her next class. Bella followed and grabbed her arm; it wasn't a genuine smile that Alice had showed her, just one to cover up her real emotions.

"Alice." Bella called out, "What's wrong?"

Alice turned and looked at her and scoffed, "I guess I really can't hide from you, huh?" she asked, rhetorically, "I'm just worried about how Carlisle and Esme is going to take it. I mean…look at Edward. You know how uncomfortable he is with this stuff."

Bella smiled reassuringly and patted Alice's shoulders, "They love Elliot, we all do, I'm sure they'll come around now or some time later."

The pixie returned the smile, looking slightly more spirited, "Thanks Bells. I'll see you this afternoon."

Before Bella knew it, she found herself in the eve hours before Homecoming. The two weeks had gone by smoothly; everyone apologize and Elliot was back to her usual good spirit. Things continued in Fork's slow pace as a small town with subtle differences; the news filtered through the school like wildfire, Elliot as a school cheerleader and much adored by the student body didn't suffer from teasing, and Hal with her high positions as Vice President, cheerleader, highly prized athlete, and equally adored was left untouched. Carlisle and Esme Cullen accepted their relationship gracefully, as Alice had reported, Esme, extremely elated at the fact that her daughter had found her other half. The two were at a spiritual high at the fact that they could hold hands and steal a kiss once in a while in public.

Bella spent most of the week with Alice, talking, studying, and enjoying each other's company. Her feelings were still unclear, although she was somewhat sure that it leaned past friendly affection. Still, it didn't matter, Alice was with Jasper and it was no right for her to intrude. She made faint attempts at telling Edward her true feelings but failed each time when she saw his beaming attitude directed toward her. Bella wondered if it was pity or care that kept her tied to him.

She also wondered the possibilities of being with Alice.

What would happen if her feelings were of love towards the gentle pixie? What would happen if Alice felt the same way? At night, after Alice had left her dorm she would lay, pondering those questions and many more that raced through her head. In the end, she only created web of 'what ifs' and 'what woulds' that couldn't have been answered. Then, she'd settle herself, turn and fall into a deep slumber, dreaming about a certain pixie.

At current time, Bella was in a much more tangled situation. Leaning back on a chair in front of a wide mirror while Alice, behind her, wielded her weapon of demise; a curling iron. In the background, she heard Rosalie hum while putting on her makeup in the bathroom, Elliot and Hal was already fully dressed, probably down stairs entertaining the men. Much to her surprise, only a few people knew that Elliot, Edward, and Alice were adopted children of Carlisle and Emse, and more of a surprise; the person who knew was also her father, who happens to be one of the guests downstairs in the Cullen's home.

Alice gestured to Bella, making a 'ta-da" movement and pulled Bella out of the chair, through the door, and led her down the stairs before she had a chance to look at herself. Upon seeing her dad, Charlie, holding a camera and Edward next to him; Bella swallowed and internally whimpered.

This is going to be a very long night.

You're probably wondering why I shoved a whole scene with Ellie and Hal in there. They're…like mirrors of Bella and Alice, something for people to compare to. As the story progresses, the scene will make more sense, hopefully they're lovable enough to read through it. You'll see more of Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper next chapter, Ellie and Hal have done their jobs. :)