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We've moved back to Hoquiam, Washington about two or even three years ago, after living with our cousin's in Alaska. We figured we haven't lived here for quite sometime, we doubt anyone from Forks would even recognize any of us because the town was just so small. This was the only place we have ever decided to live twice. Which didn't bother me, Hoquiam was one of my favorite places to live. There was so little sunlight, it was like we were actually normal.

Edward, Jasper, Alice, Emmett, and I were at the hardware store picking up some planks of wood for Esme. For some odd reason she felt like building a shed (that we were never going to use).

We were looking at the different types of wood when everyone heard a small thump. We all turned our attention to an old man at the end of the isle who had drop his box of light bulbs.

"Rosalie Hale?!" his voice was shaky and so was his pointing finger.

We all exchanged looks. Why did this old man look familiar?

"Big guy? Tall quite guy? Is that you?" he was pointing at Emmett and Edward now.

We remained silent.

"My oh my! You all look fantastic!" He was getting closer.

"What kind of meds does your nurse have you on?" he was dangerously close to Emmett's face, eyeing him up and down.

We all began to snicker as Emmett backed away terrified.

"Meds?" Emmett piped up.

"You know! Medicine! Pills! Drugs!" the old man exclaimed.

"Uhhhhhh…. None?" Emmett answered.

"Oh! I get it now! Does your nurse slip you those steroids I always hear about? I asked my nurse to give me some of those. Well? Come on big guy! You can tell me. I need to bulk up for the ladies," the old man began to flex his muscles (or should I say his pouches of flab), which caused more fits of laughter.

"No sir, I am not on steroids," Emmett said politely.

"Then why are you so big?" the old man's eye began to twitch as he tried cocking an eyebrow. Key word, tried. He only managed to make one eye bigger than the other.

"I was born like this sir," Emmett continued.

"Sir?! Why do you keep calling me sir? It's me! Don't you all recognize me?!"

We all remained silent.

"Really? You all don't? I remember all of you. You're Emmett. You're Edward. And the beautiful one is Rosalie," he looked around Emmett and looked at Alice and Jasper. "Who are you two? I don't remember you two?"

He glared at them like they didn't belong.

He hit Emmett's massive chest with his brittle hand. "Psst, big guy."

Emmett looked down at the old man, still terrified.

The old man motioned him to come closer. Emmett leaned towards the old man.

"Who's the little one? And the odd looking fellow who looks like someone just taped over his copy of Murder She Wrote," the old man poorly whispered behind his hand as he continued to glare at Alice and Jasper.

"My brother and sister sir."

"Again with the sir! Are you all telling me you don't recognize me?!"

We all shook our heads.

"It's me! It's-"

"Grandpa Teddy! There you are!" we heard someone yell.

We all turned our attention on none other than Mike Newton, a boy from our school.

Just then I realize who this old man was.

I burst into a fit of laughter which caused my family and the Newton's to stare. I quickly covered my mouth trying to suppress it.

"Hi, guys," Mike look extremely embarrassed and I bet my laughter wasn't helping him feel any better either.

I finally was able to gain control of myself.

"Hello," Alice replied. She always welcomed any excuse to talk to a human. Even if it were just a simple "hello."

"Grandpa stop bothering these people," Mike tried steering Teddy away.

Teddy violently pulled away, "What are you talking about?! I am not bothering anyone! These are my old school chums!"

"No, Grandpa their not. These are kids from my school," Mike tried telling him. He began to pull Teddy away again. "C'mon, mom is waiting for us in the front."

"You get you sticky hands off of me! I can walk on my own," Teddy pulled away and began to walk away. "Oh and Rosalie?" he said turning to face me.

"Uhmm… Yes sir?"

'What could he want from me?'

"My mother never got her tin back. No hurry returning it, she's been dead for quite some time. She won't miss it." he shrugged and continued on his way.

I remained silent afraid I would laugh again.

"Sorry about that," Mike mumbled as he followed behind his Grandfather.

We all waited until they were long gone.

I began to laugh again.

"Oh yeah! He brought over the cookies!" Emmett said hitting his head with the palm of his hand.

"Well, that was interesting," Edward admitted.

"Cookies? What cookies?" Alice asked. Clearly she was annoyed with not knowing what was going on.

"You two were staying with Peter and Charlotte at the time," I reminded them.

They both nodded as they remembered.

After numerous minutes of laughter we were finally able to get back to looking for the right type of wood.

"What kind of wood did Esme want again?" Emmett asked.

"She wanted-" Alice stopped mid-sentence.

We all turned our attention to her and Edward, both were in a deep gaze.

"What is it?" Emmett asked curiously.

"Someone is coming," Alice whispered.

"Who?" Jasper asked.

"A human," Edward answered.

Emmett and Jasper looked at each other in confusion.

"Pfft," I rolled my eyes. "You're having visions of humans now, Alice? You're losing it… Esme wanted teak." I finished Alice's sentence and began to hand Emmett planks of wood.

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"Alice, can you drop it? No one is coming," I tried convincing her as I brushed my hair, we were getting ready to go to school. "Even if someone did come (I'm not saying they will), but if someone did come what does it matter to us. It's just a human, what could that possibly matter?"

"It must mean something. I never have visions of stranger humans."

"Maybe your mind is broken," I shrugged.

"That's not funny Rose."

I sighed and set my brush down.

"Alice, you had that vision weeks ago. What makes you think today is the day that the human shows up? Or even if they show up at all?" I asked as I turned around to face her.

"Two words," she was smiling now. "Chief Swan."

"The Forks' Chief of Police?" I was confused.

"Yes."

"What about him?"

"It's a small town Rose. Word gets out."

"Uhhh, Alice I hate to burst your bubble. But, Chief Swan already lives here."

Alice groaned like I was missing something major.

"Chief Swan lives here. But-" I can tell she was pausing for dramatic effect.

"But?"

"But-"

"Alice, spit it out!" I exclaimed.

"But, his daughter doesn't," she had a huge smile on her face that made her look like an idiot.

"He has a daughter? But, I always thought he was alone," I questioned, finally giving into her crazy antics.

"That's what I always thought. But, then I heard the people in the office at school saying a couple of years back his wife left him and took with her their daughter."

"That's horrible!"

"That's not the last of it. So, now! For reasons that are unknown to me (but not for long. Heh. Heh. Heh.), the daughter is moving back."

"How old is she?"

"Seventeen."

"Name?"

"I believe it's Isabella. But, she prefers to be called Bella."

'Doesn't Bella mean Beauty in Italian?'

There was one question I had to ask.

"Is she beautiful?"

"Beautiful?"

"Yeah."

"What do you mean?" was she really that dim?

"You know," I began to motion towards my body.

"Tall?"

"Alice! Like me! Is she as beautiful as me?!" I finally said.

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(Alice POV)

"Alice! Like me! Is she as beautiful as me?!" Rosalie exclaimed.

Uh-oh. What do I say? I thought this Swan girl was pretty. But, I know that's not what Rose wants to hear.

"Uhhhh," I stalled.

"Well?"

"Well," I started, "no one is as beautiful as you."

"True," she agreed as she turned around and continued to fix her hair.

I sighed in relief, another bullet well dodged.