I woke up to a bright light, and an annoying beeping, and sobbing. I laid there for a second before I heard close beside me "Hey, guys I think that she's awake." The voice sounded familiar…JASPER! He stayed! I felt something cool lay on my hand.

"Alice, wake up, honey." He coaxed me. My eyes fluttered open, I was in a white hospital room, and there was Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Edward, and Bella, over in the corner was Abby, who was crying, and Olivia, her mother who was like mine too, comforting her with tear tracks running down her cheeks, and there was a caramel haired woman standing behind the Cullen's.

"I'll go get Carlisle." Emmett said bounding out of the room. Rosalie following him close behind. Everyone gathered around my bed, with coolness on my hand, I looked to see Jasper holding my hand. He had a sort of affection in his eyes. Next to him was Abby, with red eyes, she must have been crying a lot, and to her right was her Mom, who practically thought of me as one of her own. Next to her was the caramel haired lady, Bella, and Edward.

"How bad is it?" I asked. Jasper kneeled by my bed to look me in the eye he let out a sigh before he spoke.

"Alice, it was horrible, you look a lot better now, but your head was bashed up pretty bad, you had to get stitches, and your hair" He moved his hand to pick up a lock of my ear length hair "they had to cut off most of your hair." He finished with sad eyes.

"Oh, well it's ok. I've been meaning to cut it, and just haven't found a good excuse." I told him trying to make him feel better. Bella coughed and looked at Edward urgently, and he took her by the wrist and led her out the door. The lady looked at them with concern.

"That's my mother Esme." Jasper said. I nodded, felling sore all of a sudden.

"Well, I didn't know that all of my family was here." A man who looked like a god, and I was assuming was Carlisle, said.

"Hello, I'm Carlisle Cullen." He introduced himself holding out his hand for me to shake, which I did.

I cocked my head to the side and asked "How long was I out?"

"A day" Jasper said. Abby moved to sit on the opposite side of Jasper and said

"Alice, oh I'm sssssssooooo glad that you're ok!" She said throwing her arms gently around my neck.

"How's my hair, is there anything we can do with it?" I asked her, trying to ease some of the sadness in her eyes.

She gave a shaky laugh."Yeah, we could…um…spike it out, yes that would be really cute!" she said with a hint of joy in her eyes. Abby always did my hair if we would ever go anywhere, once at Christmas, we went to the tree lighting ceremony looking like Whos.

"That's sound great!" I said, relived that she wasn't sad anymore.

Olivia then patted my hand "Alice, honey, we called your mother." She said, looking sad. It was just then that I noticed that she wasn't there.

"Well, Alice, you are going to have to stay here for another day, but you can't go back to school until next week." Dr. Cullen ordered.

"Oh, ok." I said sadly thinking about how I was going to get around my house.

"Well, I guess that I'll see you tomorrow."He said putting his arm around his wife's shoulders.

"Alice, it's late, I think me and Abby need to get home now. We'll be back in the morning. Bye honey, get better." She said patting my hand leaving.

"You stayed." I said smiling to Jasper, when everyone left.

"Alice, I need to ask you about something, it's your family, if you tell me the truth about your family, I'll tell you about my REAL family." He said with a sad look in his eyes.

"Ok." I said."You're the only person other than Abby who would know ok. So here it goes, I was born in Biloxi, Mississippi, to Lidia Brandon, beauty queen, and Aden Brandon , mega lawyer. My family was a community pillar. My older sister, Cynthia, played the flute excessively well for her age, and the piano, as well. I on the other hand, danced. I was a ballerina. I was the top of my dance class at "The Biloxi Primary School of The Arts", one of the most prestigious schools in the south. We moved here when I was 10, and that's when it all went south. My dad left us, and my sister went wild. She was only 12 almost 13 when he left, she joined a cult, and was never at home, and my mother turned to drugs. I coped with it in different ways. And that's how I'm here today."

"Well, I guess it's my turn," he stared "Well, I'm a vampire."

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