Alice POV (When she had the vision)

I was sitting outside, near the stream outside our house, trying to calm myself down. No one ruins my clothes and then insults fashion. Jasper's power just made the anger worse. I stood up, ready to go inside, when I calmed myself down enough to be able to form a complete sentence. I promised I would get revenge, and I would. All I needed were my stilettos, a lot or rope, and pink paint. A vision popped into my head. Edward.

Edward was in a meadow, a beautiful one. He was pinning a girl down, her chocolate brown eyes were filled with panic. Edward's were filled with hunger. Hunger for blood. He leaned down and bit her on the neck. She screamed and after a while, lay limp.

I gasped in horror at what I just saw. Edward wouldn't. Not unless her blood was insanely sweet. Me being me, I noticed her lack of fashion sense. I ran towards the all to familiar meadow. On the way there, another vision clouded my eyes and made me trip.

The same girl and me, sitting at a table, laughing and joking. We looked like best friends. I was playing with her brown hair, twisting it in different styles. She was at our school.

I quickly got up from the ground and continued running, while blocking my thoughts in case Edward might want to have a peek. I had yet another vision.

Edward and Emmett meeting in a different spot than the meadow I had seen only seconds before.

I made a detour and waited for Edward to come back. Another vision.

That same girl running. Running towards her house, it would seem.

I let out a deep breath I had no idea I was holding. So he hadn't killed her. Then my mind put two and two together. If he had killed her, then why would I have had the vision where me and her were acting like the best of friends? Edward came through the woods, with a pained expression.

Edward POV (present)

Alice came busting through my door. I have no idea how she unlocked it.

"Edward! You willcome down! You can't sulk forever, you know. Well, I mean, you can, but you have to come out sometime!" She yelled at me. Which was actually unnecessary, because I could hear her even if she whispered.

"Yes, I will. I will come out sometime when I don't feel so guilty for almost ruining a poor girl's life." I said calmly. And a beautiful one at that, I added mentally. She took a deep breath.

"Whatever. Carlisle wants to talk to you."

"Tell him I'll be there then." I told her smug-looking face, sighing. She left, and I could hear her pixie footsteps descend down the stairs. I groaned and got up, walking human speed to Carlisle's office, where I could hear his jolly whistling. I opened the door and peeked in. He was at his desk, scribbling something in a file. He looked up and waved me in.

"Come sit, Edward." He called over to me. I nodded and walked to the chairs in front of his desk. I sat down and wondered what Carlisle, could possibly want to talk to me about. Besides the obvious, of course. He looked up from his book and snapped it closed, vampire speed. I jumped a little. "I'm very disappointed in you," he said. I hung my head.

"I know. I shouldn't have done it. I have better control than that." I peeked up at him from under my eyelashes. He looked shocked.

"What? You think I'm disappointed because of that? No, my son. I'm disappointed because it seems like you think that we think that you're a disgrace because of what you almost, but didn't, do. You know that's not true, and Esme is getting worried. It's been almost a whole week since you've last fed. You should be taking more care of what you're doing. Just because you are depressed doesn't give you the right to make the rest of us worry." You can leave now. I nodded solemnly and left him to go back to his previous work. He does have a point. Maybe I'll go hunting later. Emmett was waiting outside my bedroom door.

"Burn, buddy." That was all he said. He left, walking human pace to his own room. I wondered which version of 'burn' he meant. I wanted to think it was the one where I was just told off, but with Emmett, it could have meant anything. I shook my head of the thoughts and opened the door to my room. It still looked the same, as expected. I sighed and walked over to my bed and sat on the edge. I thought. Have I really caused Esme all of that worry? She hasn't thought about it. I twiddled my fingers. I guess I could be a bit more happier. I didn't really do anything to her. Maybe some sore spots, but nothing lethal. And maybe I did think that I was a disgrace. He's right, though. I have no right to think that, after all the hardships this family has gone through, and the love we all share. I only vaguely wondered why it was so quiet today. I groaned and got up off of my bed. I peeked over in the hall. Nothing. I focused for other thoughts besides my own. Aha. Emmett and Jasper were watching football. Alice and Esme were going over the colors that they would paint the kitchen. Rosalie was reading a magazine.

For some odd reason, they all were as quiet as a vampire could be.

I pushed the door out of the way, and went downstairs. When i got to the bottom of the stairs, I heard a gasp. I turned my head to the person and found that it was Esme. She stopped what she was dong and ran over to me and gave me a hug. I stood there shocked for a moment, but hesitantly wrapped my arms around her.

"I'm so glad you came down. I was getting worried." She said as she pulled away. I smiled and nodded.

"So what's everyone doing?" I asked her.

"Well, Alice and I were just discussing the new color for the kitchen." As if you didn't already know, she thought slyly. I smirked.

"Very true. But what I don't know, is why everyone's thoughts are so quiet." I raised my eyebrow. Her thoughts were all in a flurry until she realized that she could block me. The others were quicker. "What's going on? Why are you guys blocking me?" Nothing, they all thought at the same time. Now I really knew something was up. They'll tell me when they're ready, I reasoned. I don't want to spend too much time dwelling over this. I turned to Jasper. "Do you want to go hunting later?"

He turned his attention from the TV, and looked at me. He shrugged. "Sure." I nodded. I waved to Esme as I went back up the stairs. I hope he isn't going back into depression. He almost found us out. This was Esme.

"Found what out?" I already knew the answer.

"Nothing!" Exactly on time. I chuckled as I walked back into my room and to my shelf full of CDs.

"What to listen to, what to listen to......" I mumbled to myself as my finger traced the back of the CDs (and records). "Aha! Here it is! Bob Dylan." I popped the CD in and plopped myself down in the middle of my bed. Mr. Tambourine Man came bursting through my speakers. I got the stereo remote and turned up the volume. I hummed along with the tune to drown out the complaints of my siblings and parents. A thought came seeping through, though. I'm glad he's mostly back to normal. Esme's 'voice' sounded relieved. I was relieved that she was.

Technology has really changed the past....oh, I don't know......100 something years. I was 107. And I guess that I didn't exactly have an Ipod when I was born, so....

"Edward, can I come in?" Alice was knocking on my door. Very rare.

"Sure, Alice." I stretched my whole body across the bed. Alice rolled her eyes. She sat down in the middle of the carpet in my room. She looked up through her eyelashes at me. I cringed. She was going to do that, huh?

"Edward?" I nodded. "It's going to be thundering soon." I nodded again. "So us and a couple of other people are going to be down at the clearing. Do you want to come? Esme would want you to." I sighed, defeated. She jumped up, already seeing my decision. "Thank you! Oh, Esme will be so happy, I'll go tell her. Not that she didn't already hear me, but still." She ran vampire speed out the door and down the stairs. I got up, preparing myself for the baseball game. I strained my ears to hear any thunder. None yet. Alice was never wrong, though. I heard Alice's faint babbling coming from downstairs. I smirked to myself. I guess if it's for Esme....I sighed again and went downstairs.

I clapped my hands together when I reached the bottom step.

"So....who are we challenging today?" I stretched unnessessarily. Alice rolled her eyes.

"A clan came up to us while we were having a snack. They said they were new in the town and wondered whether we would like to play baseball. I think their names were....." She trailed off, and Emmett cut in.

"James, Victoria, and Laurent. By the way, they drink human blood." Emmett was looking at his nails. We all stared at him. He looked up. "What? I'm informed sometimes." Everyone turned away, not really bothering to tell him how true that statement really was.

"Anyways, we are supposed to meet them in about 5 minutes at the baseball clearing," Alice continued. I nodded. To not say the truth, I was bored. A little guilty, but still bored. Alice looked at her watch and nodded to Carlisle. I raised an eyebrow in his direction. He just shrugged and got up from his seat.

"Okay, people.......or....just us. We're getting there a bit earlier than 5 minutes, so come on. We still have to prepare the field." Everyone nodded and moved out. Once we were in the cover of the woods, we broke out into a sprint. From there, we went as fast as we could. Reaching the clearing, we all instantly went to work, finishing just before we smelled the scent of other vampires. I looked up, followed by the others.

A/n:....GRAH!...Uhm...so..like...I was going to write more, but I'm not in the mood to write..more. I haven't updated in a long time, 'cause I lost my Twilightfanedness for a while, but my total twi-hard friend reminded me that it was the best series ever. So yay. I'm thinkin' about actually stopping this story, because...idk, I just can't think of anything else. I mean, I have other stories I've been working on for months..or at least thinking about them, so yeah. I'll be posting those soon. Anyways, hope this chapter wasn't so sucky and short. SOoOoOo sorry that I haven't updated in such a long time. But if you think that I should stop this story, I would appreciate it if you told me in a review. Kayz? Kayz.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING...YET. =) THE RIGHTS TO THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO STEPHINIE MEYER!!! not me. -sob-