A/N: Hellooo! Thankyou SO much to everybody who reviewed – it really makes me happy when I get feedback.

I do apologize for updating this chapter a bit slow – it was because I was in hospital for a while. I attended a friend's party and managed to run into a glass door which I thought was open and chipped my kneecap, bust my lip, scratched my teeth, and sustained a bit of a head concussion. If that wasn't enough, I stayed over that night for a sleepover and managed to get bitten four times by insects, get blisters on my feet from my shoes, and go without sleep for thirty-nine solid hours! And I had to walk to McDonald's at five in the morning in the rain to buy breakfast.

Urgh :(

Anyways, enough ranting; on with the story!

Chapter 2: Struck Home

Alice P.O.V

I did the first thing I could think of. "Um, I'm gonna go buy some lunch. Bye guys!" I quickly squealed and shot up from my seat.

My friends threw me a bewildered look.

"But you brought lunch." Jessica pointed at my unopened bag of food lying on the table. I shrugged in haste.

"Well, uh, I'm still hungry." I replied.

She didn't look convinced. "But you haven't eaten anything though." she glanced over at the counter. "Oh, the today's special is bean sprout stew…." She pulled a face of disgust then laughed and waved her hand in dismissal, as if to shoo me away. "Go on then, go buy yourself some bean sprout stew."

Everyone around the table laughed in return. "Will do!" I gave everyone a fast smile and then rushed over towards the counter, just when they entered.

As expected, the room fell into deep silence. If you looked carefully, you could see girls staring open-mouthed with star struck looks in their eyes as they gazed at the new students.

Taking this opportunity where no-one was bound to notice me, I hurried over towards the silent queue and picked up the first then I got my hands on; a raw celery stick. As I was paying for it, I felt a tug on my shoulder.

The noise started to pick up again as the new kids sat down at their own table in the corner. I rolled my eyes are the expected comments of Rosalie's beauty or Emmett's body.

I turned around after receiving my change and came face to face with a group of boys in my year; I only recognised one called Dominic amongst them - a somewhat popular boy from my gym class. I nodded my head at him in acknowledgement.

"Hi, babe." He said as he withdrew his hand. I inwardly cringed at the nickname he just gave me and smiled uneasily. "You know who I am, don't you? From gym class."

I simply nodded in order to not speak – though it was been over a century, their supersensitive hearing would still recognise my childish voice and give away my cover – though I wasn't too sure why I was hiding.

Suddenly aware of Edward's presence in the room, I backed away into the queue a bit more and started playing songs I knew from the charts in my head.

"So I was wondering if, uh…you know…" I had almost forgotten about Dominic and his friends' presence so when he spoke up again, I jumped a little bit. However, he was too busy scratching his head over what to say to notice. Finally, he uttered, 'Would you…like to hang out with me and the guys this Sunday night?"

His question sounded undoubtedly dodgy and I knew he was up to no good. Feeling slightly awkward about rejecting Dominic's offer I began to gnaw at my celery sticks to prolong time - it was horrible and I knew I'd had to throw it back up later. After only just two bites I shook my head and started picking at the celery instead – much better.

"What?" he asked, bewildered. His friends were backing him up as they were glaring daggers at me. "Why would you reject my offer?"

I just completely blanked him and started to walk off back to the queue.

'Come back here – I'm not done talking to you.'

Suddenly, two of his friends lunged forward at me and made a grab for my arms. I quickly dodged and turned back to face them, surprised that they were trying to get physical.

"Listen here, shorty." One of the larger boys said to me. "You don't know what you're messing with here."

"Yeah," another agreed. "We'll smash your little head in if you go against our boss' demands. Got that?"

I stayed still and tried desperately not to do anything that could get me expelled. They were all speaking very quietly so other students wouldn't get suspicious.

"You are going to listen to my orders and come with me on Sunday evening. You hear?' Dominic asked me.

Just as I was about to have a go at him, I was quickly cut off.

"I'm terribly sorry, but it appears she has plans on that particular evening."

That voice.

…if I wasn't dead already, I would've died right there.

Jasper P.O.V

The scent of a female vampire was growing closer with every step we took towards the cafeteria – and I could feel confusion and curiosity radiating from my siblings.

"What are they doing in a school cafeteria?" Rosalie asked with a scowl. "Not starting some sort of school massacre, are they?"

Emmett slung an arm around her broad shoulders. "Relax, Rose. You never know, she could work here for some cash, that's all," Rosalie gave him a disbelieving look.

"I'm just worried about the kids here," Rosalie's wasted motherly instincts kicking in. "She couldn't find a more suitable job?"

"Shush Rosalie; she can probably hear us…." Edward muttered. "I'm already close enough to read her mind, but she's reciting music in her head .Her scent is very strong."

Her smell tickled my nose as we walked towards the doors – the familiarity of it tugging at my memories again.

As Emmett pushed open the doors and we walked through, silence could be heard. It was the exact routine at every single school we went to and now, one-hundred-and-fifty years later, Forks High was still the same. We continued over to a table in the corner as our ultra-sensitive hearing picked up whispers and murmurs.

"Dude…did you see that blonde girl? Hot stuff!"

"That boy with the honey brown hair is so my type!"

I could feel jealousy radiate off the girls and arousal from the boys. Emmett was feeling annoyed over other guys fawning over Rosalie and Edward trained himself to stay oblivious to the comments.

But I could also feel one strange feeling I had only ever experienced with one other person…

Hope.

Rosalie sat down with Emmett's arm slung over her shoulders whilst I took the only seat available where I was facing opposite Edward and had a clear view of the majority of pupils.

'Her scent seems to be coming from over there.' Rosalie kept her voice very low, which at this rate was inaudible to humans and so low even vampires near would have to strain to hear.

Edward casually leaned over from his seat and tried to look over – but to his dismay, too many people were in the way.

Just as I was about to start a conversation with Edward, I was stopped by the sharp pain of massive amounts of anger and anxiety.

But hidden away in those feelings, I could sense a small speck of hope.

It was that feeling again – the feeling I had only felt with one person before. But I knew it couldn't be. Despite the look on Edward's face as he read my thoughts, curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to go find the source of it – after all, it'd been over a century since I last felt it.

'Jasper…' Edward started, but was abruptly cut off by a group of boys over at the other end of the hall.

"Listen here, shorty." A masculine voice hissed. "You don't know what you're messing with here."

"Yeah," another boy agreed. "We'll smash your little head in if you go against our boss' demands. Got that?"

I could feel the cockiness radiate off them in buckets and I gritted my teeth at the amount of anxiety being released by the victim. I didn't know what came over me at that moment, but something made me stand up and briskly make my way over to the situation.

But funnily enough with each step I took, the stronger the familiar scent became.

Looking back at my siblings, I could see they were confused as to where I was going – except Edward. He looked at my in a strange way, if he knew something I didn't. His mouth was hanging open and he was genuinely shocked.

As I approached who I believed were the mindless bullies, I spotted a very petite female girl with her back facing towards me in the centre of them. It took me less than a fraction of a second to realise that she was the vampire.

She must've also sensed me because I felt her tense considerably and remain silent. She remained silent for a good ten seconds and with each second, the amount of fear and worry built up around her.

Seeing her stood there with no idea what to do, my Southern manners kicked in and I made my way over to her.

"You are going to listen to my orders and come with me on Sunday evening. You hear?' the tallest boy of the gang said menacingly to her. The amount of anxiety radiating off her was unbelievable.

Silently slipping through the crowd, I slung one arm over the small shoulders. I moved all too fast for anyone to spot me so when I appeared right by her side, the gang of boys jumped in fright.

"I'm terribly sorry, but it appears she has plans on that particular evening." I stated as casually as I could.

By now, her scent was driving me insane and I couldn't resist looking down at her to see why her scent was so unique and familiar – but when I lowered my eyes to peek at her, I nearly jumped in shock.

Teehee, cliffhanger! Don't hate me too much, guys! :D