A/N: I'm glad that you all liked Jasper, and my take on the characters. All of the positive reviews I'm getting about the story and my writing are really uplifting. Thanks so much guys. I'm going to introduce Alice today, so I hope you like the spin on her character as well. I'm hoping that this isn't too much of a stretch for you all. Thanks from reading and reviewing :)~ Izzi

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters involved. They all belong to Stephanie Meyers

Chapter 7: Forks

Forks was wet and cold and freeing. There was no need for hiding half of the year, we moved into the house in June, and it didn't stop raining until August. While the rain was annoying, I loved the freedom, the chance to be a real girl for the first time in years.

In Forks, our story was complicated. Rose and Jazz posed as twins, the children of Carlisle's late sister. Mainly, because the three of them were blonde. They went by the surname Hale. Edward was Esme's younger brother, come to live with her when their parents passed away. I liked this aspect of the story, because it called to mind when I first met him in Rochester. He was once again Edward Platt, which he disliked because he thought it sounded ridiculous. Emmett and I were orphans, the first children Carlisle and Esme had taken in. Emmett was my older brother, and our parents had died when we were much younger. Story was, Emmett refused to leave me in the orphanage, and The Cullen's were the first to want to adopt the both of us. I loved being Bella Cullen again. It was by far my favorite combinations of my many names.

We quickly became a source of gossip in the small town, mostly due to the fact that we made no secret of the fact that we were all paired off. The story was carefully constructed so none of the couples were related. Still, some with a small town mindset found us scandalous, and could scarcely look us in the eye.

School bothered Edward here more than it had in the bigger cities. There were so few new arrivals in Forks, all the boys lusted after Rose and I. It was no secret that they found us attractive due to the inhuman beauty of our species. And although I didn't hold a candle to Rosalie's classic blonde princess, with my chestnut hair and distant amber eyes, I pulled off mysterious pretty well. All the boys lust did was bring out the protective side in Emmett, Edward and Jasper. Neither our brothers nor our husbands ever wanted us to hurt the way we had immediately following our changes ever again. Edward and I were attached at the hip, always touching and I'd lost count of the number of times Rose and Emmett got detention for PDA.

A year after our move, the focus shifted off us, and to the arrival of a new girl. The sheriff's "long lost" daughter was returning to Forks. Chief Brandon was ecstatic, telling everyone he could about his "fiery sprite" of a daughter, Mary.

I was the first of the family to meet Mary Alice Brandon. The first thing I learned about her was that she hated the name Mary. The second thing was that the Chief's description was pretty darn accurate.

I first saw her in the parking lot, while I was entering the school with the rest of my family. It was barely a month after school started, and already to cold to wear dresses without suspicion. Frankly, even without the clunker truck she drove, it'd be hard to miss her. She was tiny, thin, and dressed differently than the other girls. Where it was common in Forks to wear jeans a size to small with a sweater that was a bit too tight, she broke the unstated dress code of the junior girls. When she arrived, her dark hair was cut to just above her chin, in choppy, varying layers. She wore a black dress, tight to her waist and an a-line to just above her knees. She paired that with stylish grey knit tights and engineer style ankle boots. The only color on her was the rose in her cheeks and the sky in her eyes. She was one of the most stunning humans I'd ever met, to the extent that I listened for her heartbeat to make sure she wasn't one of us.

Our homerooms were divided alphabetically, putting her into the same room as Emmett and I. Due to a practical joke played by Jasper and my oh-so-mature husband, Emmett was in the office trying to convince the secretary that he did not want to try out for the wrestling team. I smelled her before I sensed her behind me. She tapped me feather light on the shoulder, her hand shaking faintly.

"Yes?" I asked, bored of school before the day had begun. I was counting the seconds until I would see Edward again, in second period Spanish.

"I'm new and I don't have a seat. Can I sit here?" She pointed at Em's usual seat. I admired her bravery, even as a vampire I was timid on the first day of school. I decided right then that I liked this girl, and would make her as comfortable as I could.

"Usually my brother sits there, but we'll make him move. Us girls have to sit together."

"Thank you." She breathed, sinking into the chair in relief.

"You must be Mary." I said, and she grimaced.

"I think Mark, I mean, Dad must call me Mary behind my back. I hate it, makes me feel like a grandmother. Call me Alice, some kids at my old school even called me Al."

"Okay Alice, I'm Isabella Cullen. We have something in common, as I also hate my first name. Call me Bella."

"Oh, Bella. I think we may become great friends." she said uncannily, her eyes unfocused. With that, the bell rang, signalling first period. I gave her a brief goodbye, and disappeared to my art class.

I didn't see her again until lunch. She came in with two girls, Jessica Stanley (a blonde bubblehead with an addiction to gossip, according to Edward) and Angela Weber (a kind soul, according to my own interaction with her). Angela was the closest thing I had to a human friend, and we were acquaintances, if that.

"Who's sitting over there with Bella?" she whispered to Jessica.

"You know Bella?"

"She's in my homeroom."

"Oh, well that's her family."

"Big family." Alice said blandly.

"Mhmm." Jessica agreed, "And they're all so attractive."

"Yeah. They must have good genes."

"They're not related, silly." Jessica's tone turned a bit condescending. "Bella's the brunette, and the big dark haired one across the table from her is her brother, Emmett Cullen. Dr. and Mrs. Cullen adopted them when they were younger, from the state. Personally, I think Mrs. Cullen can't have any kids."

I snorted silently. Jessica made it sound like Esme's infertility was the reason for our adoption, not her kindness. I knew that even if vampires were capable of having children, Esme would have still taken us and loved us as her own.

"The one with the reddish-hair is Edward Platt, Mrs. Cullen's younger brother. He moved in with them right before they moved here. Apparently, their parents died and he has no other relations. He's with Bella." she rolled her eyes and continued, "And the blondes are twins, Rosalie and Jasper Hale. They're Dr. Cullen's niece and nephew. Again, they don't have any other family. Rosalie's with Emmett, rumor has it that they sleep in the same room and everything." she fanned herself.

"So Jasper's all alone then. How sad." said Alice, looking over at our table, straining for a look at Jasper.

"Oh, don't even try, sweetie, Jasper Hale hasn't ever looked at a girl. If it weren't for Rosalie's stories about his cheating ex, I'd think he was gay."

Alice chuckled, and rocked back in shock when she finally saw Jasper. I nudged Edward.

"What's she thinking?" I whispered in tones to low for human ears, but everyone at our table looked up interested. And by everyone, I meant Jasper, because Rose and Emmett were too busy making out to hear anything.

Edward concentrated for a fraction of a second, searching for Alice's particular mental voice.

"All I can see is Jasper's face. And she's thinking, I know that's him, but where are his scars?"

A/N: Mini-cliffhanger! Hope you liked the introduction to Alice. I've decided that after this, I'm going to start naming the chapters after the book where the actions are modeled after, instead of the place where the actions are occurring. Ready for some Jalice, guys?