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-Alice's POV-

She was the last person that I had expected to walk through my classroom. Thought I enjoy day dreaming about her, the real thing couldn't compare. She took her seat next to Edward, and I could see out of the corner of my eye, that she was looking at me. It didn't last long until she looked away shyly, even though I wasn't looking back at her. But it was sure killing me not to. I finally I gave in and really looked at her.

Her shiny reddish-brown hair looked so soft, I couldn't imagine what it would feel like running my fingers through it. It wasn't very long. Her locks stopped just beneath her small, perfect breasts. Her back curved beautifully as she leaned forward and rested her arms on her desk. And her thin, but toned thighs cradled by a pair of tight denim jeans. And to top off her cuteness, she wore a pair of worn black converse shoes.

At that point Edward sat up from laying his head down and looked at me. What? But he just rolled his eyes and gave a faint smile. I still forgot at times that Edward could see everything and hear everything I was thinking. He was probably getting sick of seeing a girl all the time. If only Jasper had more classes with him, then he would be focused on him all the time instead of me.

I could see Bella noticed Edward was looking at me, and he realized it too, so he quickly turned his head away and looked out the window. I wished I knew what she was thinking. And the only person that could tell me what she was thinking, can't, for some odd reason.

Bio dragged on like usual, the teacher rambling about something, then remembering a "funny" story, and telling it to us. I can't tell you how often that happens, but sometimes it's a nice break from a lecture for a few minutes. But now I had more reason to not pay attention, now that she was here. For the rest of the class I painfully didn't look in her direction again. Though a few times I did feel her eyes on me, but for only a few seconds at a time.

This sitting back and observing her was going to be a lot harder that I had previously thought. I wanted to talk to her so badly. Get to know her inside and out. Learn what she loves, what she hates. What her hobbies are, and the things she did most in her free time. I wanted to know all this stuff, but I wanted her to tell me, rather than being a creepy stalker and learn by watching her. The next thing I knew, the bell rang, and she was out of the classroom quickly.

The last class of the day went even slower than Bio did. Thankfully, Bella wasn't in this class, so I wouldn't have to pretend to ignore her again. I saw her heading into the gym, but she really looked like she didn't want to go. She looked perfectly athletic to me, but looks can't tell you everything about a person. Too bad though.

Once school was out, I waited not so patiently by the silver Volvo with Rose and Emmett. Jasper and Edward were always the last ones to the car for some reason. Probably stopping to make out every few steps. Five minutes had already gone by, and still no sign of either of them. Then I saw her come out of the gym doors. She was reading the back of a book, it looked to be The Scarlet Letter. She was too busy reading to notice that she had just passed right in front of me. But I was thankful that she hadn't noticed, because after she passed, I got a good whiff of her scent. I could feel my eyes darken and my body got rigid. It was the most mouthwatering scent I had ever smelled.

"Alice...?" Rose asked cautiously.

The next thing I knew, Edward and Jasper were right beside me, ready to stop me from pouncing on her. But how wrong they were...

"Alice, how do you control yourself so well? If I were you, she would have been dead by now." Said Jasper.

"Because I don't want to kill her Jazz. As much as her blood appeals to me, the part of me that wants to be with her the rest of my life is so much stronger. I wouldn't just throw it away like that." I explained.

I watched her leave in that rusty old truck, then got into the Volvo. We sped home and told Esme everything they knew about Bella, which wasn't much. She knew where I wanted to be, so shoved me out the door with a kiss and a hug. I didn't bother taking one of the cars. I cut through the woods and was at the Swan household in no time. I sat in a tree across the road, listening. One heartbeat. Charlie must still be at the station. I listened more, trying to pinpoint where in the house she was. I heard footsteps go up the stairs and open a door. More footsteps and a thud, that sounded like a backpack hitting the floor. Then a big sigh and I heard her plop down on her bed and rustle the covers.

She ended up falling asleep for about an hour, and I just sat there in the tree, listening to her sweet soft breaths. Charlie came home a little after five, and that's when Bella woke up. I hear them exchanged hello's and they talked a little about their day.

"You hungry?" Bella asked.

"Yeah."

"Well...anything you are particularly hungry for?"

"Uh...not really. Fix anything you want, I'll eat it, I assure you." He said as he walked into the next room and turned the television on.

I heard Bella let out and irritated sigh. I was with her on that one. What was with men? Just say what you want and that would be so much easier. I heard her search both the fridge and the freezer, but I guess she didn't find anything. I heard the cabinets open and close multiple times, and finally she found something. I hear the crackling of a small package, then a few loud thuds. Ah...ramen noodles.

I stayed in the tree across the street until nightfall. There was next to no traffic on this street, so I decided to move closer. I quickly hopped from the tree I was in, to the tree that was right outside of her bay window. By this time I could hear that she was typing away at her computer. I slowly leaned in closer and was happy that her computer was not facing the window. With my expert vision I could see that she was typing an email that was addressed to her mother. Just letting her know how the first day of school was, and asking how the traveling was going with Phil.

She sent the email, turned her computer off, and laid back down in bed, where she started reading The Scarlet Letter again. At about nine o'clock she fell asleep with the book in her hand. She was so adorable, I could barely stop myself from opening the window and tucking her in. Even thought nothing supernatural had happened, that doesn't rule it out yet. I still had a lot more observing to do, and I knew that I would enjoy doing it.