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Edward's point of view for this chapter!

Chapter 4

I woke up to a bucket of cold water splashing onto my body. I open my eyes and glare into the culprit's eyes, which matched mine.

How can such a small body even hold such a big bucket?

"What. Do. You. Want." I emphasise on every syllable, standing up and walking to the petite, unafraid, figure. Alice Cullen. My little, big sister. She stood at 4'11 with short black hair and light green eyes.

"Well I tried waking you up, I tried switching the lights on and off, and I even pushed you (like that would ever work). But, you didn't wake up. I tried and tried, but could find no other option but this." she raised the empty bucket, wearing an innocent expression. I knew that her intentions were all but innocent.

"Well, thank you for that, dear sister. You care about me so much and I just love you for that." I beamed.

"I love you, too?" She was confused. Her delicate eyebrows ascended.

"I just want to hug you!" I exclaimed with false glee. Alice loved fashion like a sloth liked sleep. Her tiny frame was always covered in some type of designer clothing no matter what time of the day it is.

She's lucky to be born into a rich family or I don't know how she would have survived.

"Edward don't you dare," she warned, surprisingly fierce despite her size "I just got this shirt last week" she whined, backing away slowly as if I was a lion.

I probably resembled a lion with my bed-head

I chase her out of my room and down the corridor, arms ready to envelope her and ruin her fancy shirt. Alice was small- but fast. She ran downstairs and into the large kitchen where she knew she'd be safe. I trudged inside, defeated. "Edward Cullen!" My mother's sweet voice chastised me, although her eyes were amused. Esm Cullen had shoulder-length, caramel-coloured hair and reached 5'6. She was a (quite famous) interior designer and made sure our house looked like it came out of a magazine. My mom was kind to all the people she met and made everyone she talked to feel loved. Well not now. "Why are you all wet?" My family was freakishly too fond with pranks- so this is not an uncommon situation.

Not even bothering to talk to any of the traitors, I make my way up the wooden staircase. Just as I reach the top of the stairs, a mahogany door opens and I'm face to face with my father. After a few seconds of eye contact in silence, he bursts out laughing. I roll my eyes. "Alice?" he asked. I nod with a hint of a grin. "Well I'm going off to work, but thanks for making my day." He pats my shoulder twice and jogs down the staircase. Carlisle Cullen was a physician and highly-ranked employee in Forks Hospital which explains why he gets paid so much. He stood at 6'2 , had platinum blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He wasn't around much, but he always made it up, so I guess you could say I had a good childhood. Fuck that, I had a great childhood. I just feel like I'm missing something.

Everyone in this town is just the same. There's no-one I can really call a 'friend', excluding my sister and my football coach. I mean, there are guys who I sit with at lunch but I have to, we're all in the football team. There's no-one I can actually talk to and feel free with.

My lonely thoughts are interrupted by a small pixie. "There is a thing called knocking, you know." I complain.

"It's way overrated." she emphasises on the 'way'. "Nice shirt." she compliments the shirt I changed into after my 'swimming session'.

"You only like it because you got it for me." I accuse her.

"If I got it for you- it's nice." she sat down on the edge of my waterbed. "I have some news for you. You might want to sit down for this." I tilt my head at her.

"What am I doing, exactly at this moment?" I ask sarcastically.

"You know what I mean!" She whined. "Okay." She regained herself. "I know you hate taking the bus home but…" I hated it completely on my first day. Lauren and Jessica tried linking up with me, my classmates were loud, annoying and rude and my house is quite a far walk from the stop anyway.

"So you'll have to take the bus home on Tuesdays and Thursdays." she concluded with whatever mumbo jumbo she was saying.

"What. Why?!"

"Did you not listen to a single thing I said?" she complained.

"To be honest, I never reall-"

"I have After School cheerleading practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays so I can't drive you home." she snapped.

"Well why can't I just join a club on the same days so we finish at the same time?" I ask.

"I checked. They're not quite your style, Edwardo."

"I'll change my style."

I take my phone from the charger and search the school website for the 'club' page. Cheerleading, Photography, Film and Science. Cheerleading is definitely a no and the rest were all boring. "See." Alice said quietly, dragging out the 'e'.

I look over the clubs again and again and ponder over the Film club. There are no teaches that actually run the club so I could watch whatever I wanted. And no-one usually joins film clubs anyways in schools so I'll probably be the only one there. Me alone watching films I liked. The idea grew more and more attractive as I thought more about it. I submit my email to join and smile a toothy grin at Alice who responds by raising her eyebrows and leaving my room.

The rest of the day passed by with food, studying, TV and naps and the next thing I knew, it was Monday. The next thing I knew after that, it was Tuesday. It was just a normal day but I felt a vibe. I wasn't sure if it was positive or negative- but I felt one. I got up, washed up, dressed, ate pancakes and kissed my mom on the cheek then patted my dad goodbye like any other normal day. But why did it feel anything but normal?

"Our clubs finish at the same time, so meet me here about fifteen minutes after the end because I need to change after cheerleading." Alice tells me before we separate.

At the end of the school day, I head to the English room where Mr Luis, the head English teacher, was waiting with a key in his hands looking impatient. "You're here for the film club?" He asks. I nod "I'm guessing you're Edward." I nod again "Well, here's the key for the room, lock up when you're finished." He hands the key to me and leaves. I take out the DVD I brought to watch and put it into the computer, humming as I do the controls. I look up after about 5 minutes to see the same chocolate irises I encounter with on every Monday, Friday and Wednesday, standing at the door. Her face flushes. I sit down on a desk in the front row, feeling a tension that could be cut with a knife.

Out of all people to come here.

She sits two desks away from me as the dialogue of Inception starts.

We watch about half of the movie in silence until it's six o'clock- when the club ends. She scurries away without saying goodbye. I take the DVD out, put it back in it's case and lock the door.

Alice is talking to a tall boy with blonde hair when I arrive at the car. "Edward, this is Jasper. Jasper, this is my brother, Edward." We shake hands.

So this is The Jasper Swan that Jessica and Lauren worship and constantly compare Bella to.

I can see where they're coming from. I'm straight and I don't really look into the appearances of other guys but he is seriously good-looking and different from Bella. But he's not all that different from Bella if you look closely. They both have the same button nose and their hair curls in the same way.

"It was nice meeting you, Edward but I'm going to have to dash. My sister is waiting and she is tremendously impatient." he chuckles " I'll call you tonight, Alice." he jogs to a white Mercedes. I see Bella through the opening of his door for a millisecond until he closes it. I felt a sense of loneliness.

"Jasper's really nice right?.." Alice goes off in her energetic way. I'm more interested in his sister.

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THEY ENCOUNTER AGAIN

So now you've met the Cullen family and Alice and Jasper have linked up a bit!

If you want more (please want more my self esteem counts on it. Jk. No I'm not.) come back on Friday.

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