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A/N I couldn't wait to post this chapter. (: SOO Ladies and or Gents, I now present you with Chapter 2!

Chapter two, Love at first sight?

The house was completely furnished, and rather boring. It was little, and cold; not nearly as cold as the house in Ohio. It had two bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room combined dining room, and a kitchen, but it was all we needed. The strangest thing was we had to get used to calling each other Mary and Anne. We were supposed to leave all connections to our past life behind.

The only thing I was finding difficult was leaving my best friend behind. Would I ever see her again? Esme found me crying the first night and she hummed quietly till I could speak. "Do you think I will ever see Charlotte again?" I asked quietly. She smiled at me, "I believe so. But don't let yourself be so heartbroken that you don't try to make some friends here. Charlotte wouldn't want you to be alone." She said softy. I frowned, "But she is all alone." Esme's smile didn't falter, "And you want her to find a new friend right? She needs someone else to rely on while you're gone." I sighed, "Your right. But I am afraid to make friends here, because we're lying to them about our lives." I said honestly. Our background is our parents died in a car crash, so we moved from Oklahoma to Washington for a fresh start. Our "uncle" named Todd who is really an undercover agent, lives here and that's why we came here. He lives next door.

"I know, but we're not trying to trick them to be spiteful, we're doing it save our lives." She said sadly. And that would become the mantra of our lives here. Because I had some terrible feeling that we would actually be happy here, and it wasn't decided yet if the people we came to love would still love us after they found out we had lied to them about our lives and names. I wouldn't trust me.

After a couple of days of settling in, Esme, I mean Anne and I decided to get jobs. "Uncle" Todd helped us find places to work, it took a few days of debating, and interviews, but finally it all worked out. I was working at the little diner that was in walking distance and Esme went to work the local grocery store. Todd also encouraged Esme to go to school; there was a special fund for Witness Protection people to go to college apparently. She had never gotten the chance to because of Charles. So starting this fall she would also be going to school. Esme has always had a dream of becoming an elementary school teacher. She had the patience and compassion for it for sure. I hated Charles even more for holding Esme back.

*000*

A girl named Rosalie was training me today. I had done orientation and some training the past week, but today was my official day. Rosalie was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. But her beauty also had a cold hard edge to it. Her pale blonde hair and ice blue eyes were almost perfect, but yet could look so sinister. Her hair reminded me of Charlotte, who would have hated Rosalie for how she has a "better than you" attitude as Char would call it. Too bad Rosalie wasn't taught that beauty comes from the inside too.

"Mary. Are you just going to stand there? It's lunch hour, get your tiny self out there and get to work." Rosalie snapped. Esme told me to kill her with kindness, so I smiled brightly at her, "Okay!" and spoke cheerily. She rolled her eyes and stalked off. It was kind of refreshing to be cheerful and happy again. I didn't realize how much I had missed it. I contemplated this as I walked over to my first table.

*"Oh really! You weren't looking at Lauren? Don't you dare think that I didn't see you talking to her!" A girl screaming waving her arms around, which knocks her drink and it comes splashing towards me!"*

I had stopped walking. I opened my eyes back up, hoping no one, especially Rosalie, saw my little black out. I'll keep that in mind in case that happens today, I definitely do not want some girl's drama staining my white shirt. Speaking of clothes, I cannot wait until I can go actually shopping. I am saving up for an amazing pair of Jimmy Choo purple wedges. I smiled at the thought.

I kept walking like nothing had happened, and walked to a table with a girl that looked to be my age and what I am guessing is her father. The girl was rather pretty, with very pale skin and long thick brown hair and dark brown eyes, she looked quiet. The man looked tall, and had curly brown hair that was beginning to bald in the front, and brown eyes like the girl, but he looked handsome for his age. The closer I stepped towards them the more I got the feeling that the man was in a bad mood.

"Hello, my name is Mary. I'll be your server today. Can I get you something to drink?" I asked, smiling. I sounded so formal. The man smiled brightly at me, "Uh coke, thanks." He basically grunted, and the girl smiled, "I'll take a coke too." I nodded, "Are you ready to order or-" The man cut me off, "yes, I want a cheese burger and fries." He grunted again, "Okay." I said writing this down and I looked to the girl, "And what would you like?" She was frowning at her father, "Uhm a veggie burger with fries." I nodded, "Okay, I'll be right back with your drinks." The girl smiled at me.

I was right, that man is in a bad mood. But then again, I am 99.99% of the time right. I laughed at myself, if people could hear the thoughts in my head they would think I was crazy; well maybe if they knew I saw things that would probably be what made them think I was crazy. Oh well. Charlotte knew about my visions, she thought it was cool and never once questioned when I would say something. One time when we were about thirteen I had a vision of their being a car accident in the school parking lot. After that happened Charlotte would ask me every day if I had any visions for about a year. Finally we agreed that when I had one I would tell her.

As I was filling up their cokes when I realized I hadn't told Char about the vision I had the morning Charles killed that undercover agent. Apparently the guy went in even though there was a chance his cover was blown, and he went in against orders. It cost him his life, but it saved Esme and mine's. I shook of the unpleasant feelings away.

I walked back with their drinks; the man was still rather grumpy. The girl smiled apologetically at me and thanked me for bringing their drinks. I walked over to my new table, a girl with dark black hair and reddish brown eyes that looked evil. Her face looked like it was in a permanent pout. She was with, a oh wow! The guy with her was stunning! He looked lean yet very muscular, with honey blonde hair and brown eyes. He looked bored and in pain, and had scar just above his eye brow. "Hello my name's Mar-" I was interrupted by the girl, "I do not care what your name is. I want water and a house salad with low fat Italian dressing." She snapped. The boy sighed, "I'd like a coke and burger with fries." He said like he was answering a question he had been asked a million times. "No cheese." He added with a thoughtful look on his face. Neither of them actually looked at me when they ordered. "Okay I'll be ba-" again I was interrupted by the girl. "Yeah just leave." She waved her hand dismissively. Well then! Nobody in this town must have been taught that your attitude severely affects your physical appearance.

I got the table with the rude chick and her extremely bored friend their drinks, and placed their order as I grabbed the table with the father and daughter's lunch. Neither of them was talking to each other, but both looked comfortable now. I had a feeling they had a good relationship because they can sit happily in silence. "Veggie burger and fries." I said as I put the food in front of the girl, "And a cheese hamburger and fries for you." They both smiled at me this time and said thank you. At least some people here have some manners.

Thirty minutes or so passed and the father and daughter left, leaving me a whole whopping ten dollar tip even though their bill was only twelve ninety-two. I liked them, they seemed nice. I bet I'll be going to school with her, unless their just visiting here. I sighed, she seemed like she would be a good friend. I walked over to clear the dishes from the bored verses snotty table, when suddenly the girl was standing up screaming. "Don't lie to me Jasper!" The guy, Jasper, looked at her calmly. "Maria sit down. We can talk about this, without yelling." The girl, Maria scoffed. "Oh no! Whitlock!" She yelled it as it was a dirty word, "We will no longer talk about this your way! If you can handle a fight you're not man enough!" She had fire in her eyes as she screamed, and the look on Jasper's face almost broke my heart. I expected him to get up and yell back, but he just sat there. Maria had a smug look on her face.

"Maria please sit down. I wasn't talking or loo-" Maria cut him off, "Oh really! You weren't looking at Lauren? Don't you dare think that I didn't see you talking to her!" The girl screaming waving her arms around, which knocks her drink and it comes splashing towards me! I was so caught off guard by the guy, Jasper's, so heartbroken face that I forgot about my vision earlier. Luckily she only had water, but she had a full cup. Everyone had already been looking at them fighting, and I was feeling rather self-conscious with everybody, including Jasper and Maria, staring at me.

Maria apparently didn't care that she just threw water on me, because she rounded back on Jasper. "Call me when you're man enough to a: admit what you did! And b: freaking apologize for it!" She grabbed her purse, and smirked at me as she walked by. She stopped, turned around and glared at Jasper, "I won't wait long." Then she left.

Jasper just sat there, and began eating his food again. Well I sort of expected him to apologize for his crazy girlfriend, but no, he just sat there eating. Rosalie came over to me with a towel. "Ugh, I keep telling him to break up with that bit-" she stopped short, "Bit of trash, but he wouldn't listen." She mumbled as she helped me draw my clothes the best we could. "You know him?" I asked, apparently stupidly, because she rolled her eyes at me. "He's twin brother." She said like it was obvious. I mean they did look alike now that it was mentioned. Both blonde, beautiful, tall, but their blondes were off and their eyes were different, so I wouldn't have put two and two together.

"Oh." I said stupidly. Rose smirked, "Yeah." She sighed, obviously frustrated. "Thanks for helping me." I said gratefully. "Don't sound so surprised." She snapped, but then smiled at me, "I'm not always mean and rude." She, again, like it was obvious. I must have had a funny look on my face because she laughed.

*000*

After that, work passed rather quickly and smoothly. No more drinks thrown, or any screaming, and everyone else had good manners. Rosalie was actually really nice, and I felt bad for judging her so soon. I was walking home when I realized I had somehow taken a wrong turn. I was in a park, and it was getting a little dark outside. I really hope Esme isn't home yet, she'll freak out if I'm not home on time. I started to walk around, looking for a familiar road around here, "Did you lose your parents?" Someone asked me and I twirled around, "Huh?" confused, why would he ask that? "AAAH!" He bellowed! "WHAT ARE YOU!?" I jumped back from his screaming, why is he screaming at me?

The guy was a giant, I mean huge! I must have been as big as one of his arms. "What do you mean what am I?" I said, picking myself up from the ground. I had stumbled of a tree root when he screamed at me. He stuck his hand out to help me up. "Are you like a tall midget?" He asked seriously. "What? No!" Is this guy kidding? He started laughing, "Oh you're just short! I thought you were a lost child! Then when you turned around you scared me by looking so old!" He said with a booming laugh. I was highly offended, and slightly amused. This guy is so weird! I couldn't help but laugh, "You scared me by yelling! Asking me what I was." The whole thing was ridiculous. The guy stuck out his hand, "Names Emmett Cullen." He said smiling. I shook his hand, which swallowed mine up easily. "A-" I stopped, but quickly continued, "Ah, hi Emmett. My name is Mary Brandon."

"Well Mary, you seem lost." He said, still highly amused. I laughed, "Uh yeah. I kind of took a wrong turn, somewhere." I realized how stupid I must sound. Man, I've been sounding that way all day! Emmett chuckled, "No problem. I grew up here, so I know my way around. What street do you live on?" That's awfully nice of him to help me, "Parkway." He laughed, "Cool me too! You must be the family that moved in across the street!" He said excitedly. "I am really lucky to have ran into you." I said thankfully. He just laughed, "Sorry for scaring you, and accusing you of being a tall little person. Although you are nowhere near tall." He laughed again, leading the way out of the park.

"Uh it's no problem." I said, kind of offended again. Why do people always have to go and comment of my height? "You haven't by chance seen a black lab running around have you?" He said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "No. Sorry." Emmett sighed, "Man. See I let my brother's dog, Aro, out and the stupid think went running off. I almost hope a bear gets it." I gasped at him, "What! Why?" He laughed, again. "Because it would give me an excuse to hunt down the beast; pure fun!" I shook my head at his enthusiasm. "That's one of the craziest things I have ever heard."

We continued laughing and talking, we were finally on our street when I saw that guy from the diner today, Jasper, walking on the other side of the road. "Hey Emmett, do you know that guy?" I asked quietly. Emmett looked to where I was covertly pointing. "Oh Jasper Whitlock? Yeah. The guy is into fighting, like always getting in trouble at school for it. He and my brother, Edward, got into a fight last year because apparently Ed said his sister wasn't attractive or something. It ticked Rosalie off and Jasper took it as an opportunity." He sounded angry, "Both of them are idiots. Jasper and Edward. Rosalie is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and Jasper, I don't even know what his problem is." Oh wow, Emmett has a major crush on Rosalie, but I don't see her returning the love. Also, I expect that a lot of people like her.

"Why'd ya ask?" I sighed, "Jasper and his girlfriend were in the diner today, I work there, and I she was screaming at him waving her arms around and knocked her glass of water on me." I said, still a little bitter about it all. Emmett's face hardened, "Maria is such a bit-" he stopped and looked at me, "yeah. I don't know what made her and Jasper hook up. She does enjoy having Jasper beat people up for her though." He looked at me, "Do you have any siblings?" He asked suddenly. "No." Not anymore. I sighed inwardly, my little sister will probably never know about me. Emmett smiled at me, "Well Mary, then consider me your brother. I don't like how defenseless you seem. No offense, I have a feeling you could kick some major a- uhm butt, and all, but you're just so small, and again no offense!" He insisted, "I just have a strong feeling you need someone to protect you." He smiled at me. I had never had anyone care about or protect me, except Esme and Charlotte. My own parents even threw me out.

I smiled at the bear of a boy. "You don't know how much that means to me Emmett. I've never had someone except my sister, and best friend from back home, take care of me." Emmett grinned broadly. "Well now you have me. And I know how weird it must be to have basically a stranger saying this to you, but I already feel attached to you, like you're my little sister." I laughed at him, "Yeah you totally have the vibe as an older brother." He laughed, "OH!" He boomed and it made me jump, "Geesh Emmett!" I said laughing, trying and failing, to shove him. "Sorry! But tomorrow, I'm picking you up from work and you're going to come and meet my brother and dad!" I smiled at him. "Alright, I get off at four." I have never smiled as much in my whole entire life then I have in the past twenty minutes with Emmett. "Cool, I get off work at three so that works out perfectly!" Emmett said earlier that he works at the local grocery store, and he had met Esme, my sister, today. We had just walked up to my house, "See ya tomorrow pixie!" He yelled as he ran across the street. "PIXIE?" I yelled laughing; it was hard to be offended when he was so good-humored. He just laughed his booming laugh.

Luckily Esme, I meant Anne, wasn't home yet. She left a note saying not to worry she didn't get off till eight. So I climbed in bed, and for the first time in my life, fell asleep with a smile plastered on my face. But my dreams were filled of Jasper.

"I'll never let you go." A man's voice whispered. It was soft, and sweet with a slight southern accent. "You can trust me." He said, squeezing me tighter in our hug. I could hear his heart beating. I felt safe. I felt loved. I inhaled deeply and smelled honey suckle flowers.

But then everything blurred away, "I hate you! How could you lie to me? How could you lead me on? I trusted you! I trusted you"

And my dream kept replaying those two scenes back and forth, over and over again. I finally woke up, sweating. What does that mean I wonder? I really wished Charlotte was here to help me understand this and to talk with. She would probably tell me I subconsciously fell in love with Jasper Whitlock. But I haven't really spoken to him, and he has a girlfriend. A very rude girlfriend, but a girlfriend all the same. But I could hear Charlottes voice in my head, "Ali! It's love at first sight!"

A/N I love Emmett. If I could have him as an older brother life could be complete! (: ha who agrees? Anybody?

Please, please, (I hate to sound desperate) I really would like to have some feedback. A couple of you are, and I really appreciate that (: I just want to know if I should continue posting the story or not, even if it's just for one or three people. I hate when I am following a story and they just up and quit.

I won't leave ya hanging! I am busy this till Sunday, gotta love college work, and so I thought I would post this and then I will try to post Sunday, which is in three days. So give me some love (feedback!) and I will post then.

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Ok now preview of chapter three (:

Esme smiled but waved her finger at me, "Haven't you read Emma by Jane Austen?" There was amusement in her eyes and scolding in her tone, she is such a mother. I smiled at her, "yes! But see unlike Emma, I am trying to set up two people for love, not society ranks."

*000*

Edward looked nervous, not his face though; it was his body language. I couldn't help but ask, "Who are you so nervous to see here?" Edward grimaced as Emmett chuckled, "Isabella!" He said in mocking tones. Edward gave him a hard glare, "She prefers to be called 'Bella'." Emmett put his hands up in surrender still laughing, "Sorry! Sorry! Bella, then." Emmett winked at me, "Too bad Mike is going to get to her first. It's a shame really." Edward's face went expressionless, "I guess it is about time I ask her out." Then Edward grinned, and it was the first time I'd seen him look actually happy all day.

*000*

I sat on the swing, trying not to cry, trying to figure out what in the world was going on with me; but deep down I knew. I knew that there might maybe be a tiny possibility that I am in love with someone who doesn't even know I exist; and if he does, it's just as the waitress at the diner. I sighed, this isn't a possibility, no, it's truth. I Alice, no, Mary Brandon is in love with Jasper Whitlock. Someone who may never know my real name, who may never know I fell for him, so far that I don't think I can ever climb back up.