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Pixie's Note: Sorry for not updating earlier! Bad me, I know. I completely forgot to update this one. I have been busy working on my two other stories that I almost forgot about my favorite story of them all! I love the Sounds of May. It's like my first born child! I also bought a new acoustic guitar so that's yet another reason why I haven't updated this. Been busy playing my new baby. xD
Anyhow, here is it. Chapter 3. Be sure to review after. HAPPY READING!
OH and sorry if you guys got like a billion updates on this story today. I edited the past chapters and apparently made it all update everyone like a zillion times. so SORRY!
The Sounds of May
Chapter 3: It's Gonna Be Love.
Alice POV
I was rushing around my new room trying to find the bow that matched my dress. My hair was still long, and I made myself a promise to cut it within the next few months. Mama always liked my hair long so she could fix it on special days but now, I needed to change it. I made a promise to myself I won't guilt myself over it or feel in despair. Last night after seeing that boy in the neighbor's yard I made that promise. I plan on keeping it and making a change for the better.
I sighed as I looked at my last luggage bag, throwing almost everything out of it until I dug to the bottom where my bow laid. I grinned in triumph and pulled my hair up into a ponytail, topping it off with the bow. I decided to wear a dress for this dinner. I wanted to look somewhat presentable and show that I am fine.
"Alice, dear you need to hurry. I don't want to keep the Cullen's waiting."I heard my Auntie call from down the stairs. I bit my lip as I ran out of the room and dashed down the stairs.
"I'm sorry Auntie."I apologized to her as I reached the foot of the stairs. She was already standing by the door, waiting patiently for me.
"It's alright, Alice. You look beautiful."She responded to which I smiled. She was pained inside, I knew somehow she felt bad for me and my loss but my promise to myself made me know I don't feel bad, not anymore.
"Mama bought me this outfit. She said it would look good with my favorite bow." I responded as I looked at her with a bright and cheerful smile.
"Well it does, your mother had great style and you inherited that." She answered, bending down to my level to fix the bow on my head. I must've left it looking weird in the rush I was in.
"Thanks auntie. I miss mama already."The honesty of my word was a stab to my heart. I missed her, terribly but I convinced myself to be strong. Mama is still here with me, in my heart.
"Its ok sweetie. She's in a good place now."Auntie said lifting my chin up so I could gaze into her eyes. I did, and I saw the sincere look of my auntie, sympathy and slight pain.
"I know Auntie."I smiled at her understanding it all.
We stayed there in silence looking at each other before Auntie rose to stand. "Come on, let us not keep the Cullen's waiting."
I simply nodded my head as she and I walked out the front door of the house and to the neighbors. I never really paid much attention to their house but it was beautiful from the outside. It gave off a different feeling than Auntie's but it was still comforting. As I stood in the front door with Aunt Sophie I could hear voices of yelling from inside. I couldn't help it.
"Edward Anthony! Emmett Dale! Jasper Monroe! Stop this horse play this instant!" A man's voice said from inside. It had such authority it reminded me of my papa.
"Carlisle dear can you get Rosalie out of the bathroom. She has been in there for an hour."A woman's voice now said, her voice was so gentle it reminded me of mama when she would talk to papa.
"Esme! Edward bit me!" I heard someone say, A boy's voice.
"I didn't! Emmett hit me first." Another boy chimed in.
"Jasper punched me first!" The first boy spoke up again.
"You deserved that!" and yet another boy defended. I was thinking these were the boys I saw yesterday and Rosalie was the girl with them.
"BOYS!" The woman's voice called out but I heard Aunt Sophie ring the doorbell. Causing the scene to completely stop. I saw a woman soon come over to the door and open it. She was elegant, stunning and I could tell she was the loving type of mother. Just like mine.
She went ahead and embraced my auntie as they greeted each other. "Oh dear, Sophie. I am so sorry you have to see this. Boy's get off each other this instant!" The woman spoke.
"No its perfectly fine Esme, you know I work with children. I know how rowdy boys can get."Auntie said. I just kept my eye's glued to the beautiful lawn they have. Gardening must've been a hobby of hers too.
"Ah yes." Esme said as she pulled away from auntie. She then turned to me which caught my attention instantly. "And you must be Mary Alice. I've heard so much about you. And my, you look beautiful." Esme gave me a nurturing hug before pulling away.
"Thank you Mrs. Cullen. I like your dress too and you have a pretty house." I smiled at her, complementing her taste in clothes and of course the obvious which was the beautiful house.
"Thank you dear, now come in come in. Don't be shy."Esme stepped aside as Auntie and I entered the house. My eyes looking at every detail of the home, it was absolutely gorgeous and spotless.
"Thank you again for inviting us Esme."Auntie said as Esme led us to the living room. I decided to take a seat on the couch next to my Auntie as Esme sat on the chair opposite us.
"Don't worry about it Sophie, you're my closest friend and you're almost like family to us. The kids will love having Alice around too."Esme said and just as she finished I could hear the same boys yelling.
"Hey Jasper look it's your girlfriend!" His voice made me think of grizzly bears. It was loud but he had a hint of mischief and playfulness to them.
"She's not my girlfriend! Emmett your dead!"Another one said, I named his unknown voice the angelic one. Even with the slight annoyance you can detect from his voice he still sounded angelic to me.
"Boys! BOYS! Behave." A man's voice spoke firmly.
"Sorry Dad." Three boys chorused together. So Esme and his husband have three boys and one girl. That sounds like a fun family.
"Now why don't you three go to the living room and introduce yourselves to our guests."The man said again. "Let's go, Emmett fix your shirt, Edward fix your hair and Jasper tuck in your shirt."
A few moments later I saw three boys enter the room with the man and a girl along with them. The man was handsome beyond belief. He reminded me of Papa before all the bad stuff happened. And the boys were the ones I saw last night along with the girl.
"Hello Sophie. Pleasure to have you here."The man spoke as he and my auntie exchanged greetings.
"Ah, well always happy to be invited Carlisle. Thank you." Auntie said smiling at him. Carlisle Cullen, the wife of Esme Cullen. The father of four. I had to remember all this information.
"Hello Miss Sophie" A boy spoke up and my eyes fell on him. His golden bronze hair suited him, and he was dressed casually. I thought him as the prince charming eske boy. He was the boy wrestling the leaner boy last night.
"Ah Edward. Always nice to see you, my you've grown since my last visit." Auntie Sophie spoke looking over at him. Oh so his name is Edward. I think he and I will get along quite well, I think at least.
"I grew too Sophie" Someone else threw in and my eyes moved to him. He was the leaner boy, large and muscular. I assumed by the time I was sixteen he would tower over me by a good foot or two. He had a childish grin on his face. Probably can and will get along with him too.
"Emmett! Respect your elders" I heard Carlisle scold Emmett. So he's the trouble maker type, probably the ruckus of the family and the fun of it too.
"I'm sorry Miss Sophie." He apologized quickly, hanging his head in somewhat defeat.
"No it's fine Carlisle. I prefer Sophie. It makes me seem younger." Auntie Sophie answered, smiling at the younger boy before she inspected him. "And my oh my you did grow. I'm sure the girls are swooning over you."
I heard a faint chuckle from someone, turning my attention to the blonde girl. Wow she was pretty. Perfect blonde hair, perfect blue eyes, dressed in expensive clothing and looked like perfection. "You don't look old to me, Miss." She replied politely. I imagined she scoffed earlier when Auntie mentioned girls swooning over Emmett. I remember hearing them say they like each other.
"Aw thank you, Rosalie. My you are growing to be a beautiful young lady."Auntie said as she pulled her into a hug.
"That's my babe." Emmett interrupted which caused the whole rooms attention to move to him
"Emmett." Esme hushly but firmly called out.
"No no young love in the house is perfectly fine with me. After all we were all young and in love once. And often that love lasts a lifetime."Auntie Sophie defended as she released Rosalie and the blonde retreated to her spot beside Emmett. They did make quite the couple but they're related?
"That is true. Jasper why don't you go and greet our guests."Carlisle suggested as he gave him a slight push. I instantly looked at him and I locked eyes with him momentarily before he looked away blushing. I too blushed, looking away. Within seconds I heard him speak.
"Hello ma'am" His southern accent was evident. And I looked back at him, he bowed lightly in front of Auntie but I felt his eyes on me. I was turning bright red and I could feel the flush on my cheeks. His hair was a mess as it was yesterday but it suited him perfectly. He was wearing a plaid button up that I assumed was the one Carlisle told him to tuck in. Then black jeans, fixed with cowboy boots. It was fitting. He looked like the boys I loved to watch in those cowboy movies.
"Jasper, such a gentleman. Now if only all men had your manners our world will be a better place. You've grown since I've last seen you." Aunt Sophie looked at me before pulling him in a hug.
"Thank you ma'am." Jasper spoke. So that was his name. Jasper. Jasper Cullen. How fitting for him.
"You have a great one here."Auntie complimented to Esme and Carlisle who nodded knowingly. It was then she moved aside to reveal me completely. "And this is my niece, Alice. Go ahead and say hi to them Ali." She said smiling down at me.
I nodded at her as I stepped up to meet them. "Hello." It was more or so directed to everyone in general but my attention was still to Jasper. I tried to be as friendly and soft as possible when I did and not look at him but it was hard not to.
"It's Jas-"I heard Emmett begin before I saw a figure lunge at him knocking him down.
"Emmett! Jasper!" Esme called out to them. The two boys were on the floor laughing and wrestling.
"Oh Jasper's getting Emmett good!" Edward cheered them on, I wasn't used to being around that many boys. My school had more girls than boys and of course naturally I was then put into homeschooling shortly after my mama found out about the poor school system.
"I told you boys to stop it. Edward stop it. You two end break it up now."I heard Carlisle scold as he too now tried to stop it. I bit my lip as I watched them and from the corner of my eye I could see Rosalie admiring her nail polish. I smiled as I walked over to her shyly.
"Hi, I'm Alice. Your dress is amazing and your nail polish matches your eyes."I began, hoping it would start something. A friend would be good.
"I'm Rosalie and thanks. You really think so? No one in this house appreciates it, and Esme just says stuff to make me feel good."She answered, turning her head to face me.
"Oh well I think it is great."I said with a smile on my lips. I knew what it was like to have people say what you want to hear. I had it a lot when my mama passed.
I saw her look me from head to toe, probably looking to see if I was even worth befriending. "Alice huh. I like you already; you want to go to my room?"
My smile grew bigger as I nodded."Yeah, that would be nice."
"Come on let's get out of this mess."She said as she took my hand but I moved away from her first to tell my Auntie. It was how I was taught, tell an elder where you're going before going.
"Auntie, I'm going with Rosalie to her room. Is that ok?"I asked for her permission, the usual actually.
"Sure if that's alright with Esme." She looked at me before nodding then looking at Esme for a reply.
"It's fine with me. It's nice to see Rosalie with a friend. Besides I think these boys won't be breaking up soon. Just be sure to be down here by dinner time girls." Esme agreed and I beamed. I nodded my head as I joined Rosalie and we headed up the stairs.
"So how old are you Alice?"Rosalie broke the silence as we walked up the stairs and through the hallway. Wow this house was huge, it was grand and a mixture between a Victorian house with a modern innovative touch.
"I'm nine. You're ten?"I answered, then I safely asked well more like stated her own age.
"Yup." She replied popping the 'p' in her answer. "Turning eleven in 9 months." She added as she finally opened the door to her room. T
"Oh."I answered before I followed her inside. "Wow this is you room?"I asked as I looked around amazed in it. It was beautiful, It was Victorian like most of the house but it also had the touch of the medieval Era, princesses and all that but with its own modern twist. It was breath taking.
"Yep. It's not as big as the boys room but it's the second biggest and I don't have anyone to share it with." She responded as she sat down on the edge of her bed, leaning back as she watched me walk around her room. "So where'd you come from? Esme said you were moving in with Miss Sophie."She asked, causing me to stop and turn to look at her.
"Biloxi Mississippi."I responded before walking over to the window. The view from her room was beautiful. The forest was outstretched and perfect. It was the one time, being surrounded by the trees didn't seem like a bad thing.
"No clue where that is." She answered. I looked at her but she shrugged.
I smiled faintly, "It's a good place. Well was."
"Oh something happened?"She asked, turning her head to the side.
"My momma passed away."I answered sadly as I looked back outside the window.
"Oh I'm sorry and your dad did too?"I heard the hint of sympathy in her voice. I was getting used to it by now but somehow Rosalie's wasn't as bad as everyone else's.
I fell silent as I looked down at my feet. Not even the view could make me feel better now. "No, he didn't want me anymore."
"Oh," I felt her change in mood. "Don't worry it's how it is with all of us. We're all adopted."She answered as she got up from the bed, walking over to me.
"By Mrs. Cullen?"I asked, somewhat feeling slightly better.
"And Carlisle. Edward was Esme's first adopted child, then Emmett then me and Jasper."She informed me. I didn't know they were adopted I thought they were all related, which then was the part I was confused about with Emmett and Rosalie dating.
"Your parents didn't want you too?" I finally asked, looking up at her. My sea blue orbs met with her light crystal blue ones. I knew she felt sorry for me, and I felt sorry for her but I could see happiness in her eyes that I couldn't quite see in mine yet.
"Yeah but it's ok. We like being a family now. Except Emmett. I'm going to marry him one day."Rosalie answered, shrugging her shoulders before moving back to sit on the bed.
"Oh." Was the only answer I had. I wasn't quite sure of what to say, they did look great together but I wasn't one to talk about marriage or any of sorts. I barely could grasp the concept of it at that time. All I knew is I was going to be married one day to someone I love, my prince charming.
"Yeah, Don't worry I'll invite you to our wedding. If you invite me to yours and Jaspers." Rosalie spoke up. A smirk tugging on her lips at the mention of me and Jasper.
"Huh?"I blushed but I responded with a confused expression.
Rosalie laughed," I know how you look at him. You blushed when I said his name and turned bright red when I said you and Jasper. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"I...no. I don't even know him. Boys…mama said boys have cooties."I defended, I was probably red as a tomato.
"And you don't believe that."Rosalie answered knowingly. It was as if she knew me well enough to know I don't believe that. Not anymore at least.
"No I don't. Not at all but I don't like him." I answered as I moved away from the window to another part of the room. I needed to avoid answering her or looking at her. I was blushing and I knew it.
"Denial is the first step to knowing you do." Was her simple reply.
"I am not." I quickly responded shaking my head.
"Are too." Was her answer. This could go on forever, teasing.
"I don't even know him." I said as I walked over to a door. I looked back at her before getting a nod to open it.
"Oh but I am sure you will soon enough. You two like each other. I'm not one to spot these but it's obvious." She told me. I was blushing even more now. I even forgot how to open doors and focused back on Rosalie instead.
"Is it really?"I asked, shyly.
"Jasper's my twin brother. I know him, he likes you. He rarely likes girls so you must be something." She stated as she laid back down on the bed. She sounded so sure of her answer. I wasn't though.
"Oh." I answered as a few moments of silence passed between us. I was still letting all of it soak in. Maybe I did have a crush on her twin brother. Wait they were twins? Oh wow this is getting more complicated. I sighed as I finally returned to normal and opened the door I had been standing in front of. "Wow! Your closet is huge!"I instantly said going in the closet. It was like a room of its own.
"Esme has a thing for interior designing. She had fun doing my room and had extra space for a huge closet. Your dress is really pretty where'd you get it?" She asked from behind me. I jumped lightly at her presence; I didn't even realize she was behind me until she spoke.
"My momma bought it for me as a gift. She had an eye for fashion." I replied looking at her but as I walked further my eye fell on a specific dress. I gasped loudly, bringing my hand to cover my mouth as I did so.
"What is it?" Rosalie asked worriedly.
"YOU OWN A HAUTE COUTURE!"I squealed as I pointed at it. It was beautiful. Made out of the finest silk of purple and white. It was intricate designs and patterns. The lace on its hem was a touch necessary to complete it all. I had to admit I was jealous that she even owned such dress.
"Oh that." Rosalie said as if it was nothing. "Esme bought it for me last year. I wore it once but it wasn't quite my taste. You can have it." She said brushing it off as if the dress was something she bought off at a garage sale.
"Are you..You serious?!? You can't possibly put something to waste! Haute couture is a one of a kind. It's custom to make for each client. This one must've been made in Paris. With such high details and expensive materials it must've been Paris." I began to babble, my inner fashion lover coming out as I expressed my undying love for the dress and telling her every information I knew of it.
"You love fashion don't you?" Rosalie concluded, and she was right.
I nodded my head, "I do. My mom was a fashionista. I grew up close to her. I love fashion as much as she did."
"Well you and I are going to be great friends Alice. After all I need a shopping friend, and you can go through my closet and find whatever you want to take. I out grew most of those clothes."Rosalie said with a smile. I am now proud of myself having a new friend, and a few extra clothing.
"Oh my gosh! No way! Thank you Rosalie!"I squealed in excitement as I gave her a huge hug in which she returned.
We giggled for a few moments before she finally turned serious. "Just promise me one thing."She said looking at me, straight in the eye with seriousness in her voice.
"What?"I asked, tilting my head to the side. My giddiness was still evident but by now curiosity filled me more than the giggly.
"Don't break my brother's heart." Was her only reply.
PIXIES NOTE: Whoa. Talk about major Rosalie and Alice bonding! I thought this was necessary to have especially since now they know Alice and Rosalie and Alice are friends! Woo.
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