Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or the characters.

APOV,

Breathe Alice, breathe. He's just a normal guy. A beautiful normal guy, a beautiful normal guy who keeps smiling at me, I didn't even know I was capable of blushing this much until right now. I tried to ignore him – for my sanity – and focus on sketching. But who was I kidding? As soon as the class was over I frantically started putting my stuff back in my bag, hoping I didn't look like a complete dork.

"Here" Jasper said handing me a pencil while crouching next to me. "You dropped this." He smiled

"Thanks." I said smiling back, we both stood up and I realized how tall he is, very.

He flung his messenger bag over his shoulder, and started walking next to me.

We weren't talking for a couple of minutes but it wasn't an awkward silence.

"You're new here right? I haven't seen you around before, and I'm very observant"

"I'm sure you are" he smiled, again. "Yeah I just moved here from Austin."

"You're from Texas? I knew there was something southern about you."

He laughed, "Well yeah originally I am, but my dad is in the Army, so we never stayed in one place much."

"That sucks, but at least you got to see a lot of places."

He nodded but didn't add anything, we continued walking to the parking lot, and then I remembered I had detention, so I stopped walking.

"Shit!" I mumbled "What is it?" he said. "I just remembered I have detention."

He started laughing. "Detention? You do know it's the first day right?"

I rolled my eyes, "yeah well I'm an over achiever,"

"well You're something" he said, "I guess I'll just see you tomorrow" He smiled and started walking away to the parking lot. He looked back once and waved.

Don't leave. Ugh stupid detention.

I stood for a second staring at the back of his head as he walked away. Then something started vibrating in my bag, I opened it and it was Becca calling, crap.

"Hey! Aunt Becca what's up" I said hoping she wouldn't hear the fear in my voice.

"Aunt Becca?? Alice what did you do?!"

"Um well Ikindagotdetentionforfighting."

"Come again? Slowly this time"

I sighed, "I got detention, for fighting with a cheerleader."

"What?! Alice Brandon it's only the first day for crying out loud!"

"I know but you weren't there Becca! She was being a bitch! Plus she Slapped me what was I suppose to do!"

"Excuse me?!" Becca yelled, and I almost went deaf "she slapped you?! I'm coming to the school right now, don't move." Great she was in lawyer mode now.

"Becca you don't understand, I…" but of course she wasn't listening.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes." Then she hung up. This is great.

Ever since my parents died, Becca was this over protective machine. Once in Junior high she almost tackled a kid for picking on me. The PTA thinks she's nuts. Of course she's the coolest parent/guardian ever; she's only 33 and she gets me. But sometimes she gets a little overboard, and by little I mean a lot, but I guess that runs in the family.

EMPOV,

"Oh so you come early to detention but not to class?" The idiot English teacher said to me when I walked in the class. I ignored him and took a seat in the back row. Just then the door opened, and I thought only 'bad seeds' like me get detention on the first day. A tiny person walked through the door, Alice Brandon. She sat two seats away from me. I leaned over and whispered, "Hey kid," she turned her huge blue eyes to me as if saying, 'you talking to me?' De Niro style,

"So did you really punch Rosalie Hale in the nose?" I said to her.

She scrunched her eyebrows and whisper-yelled, "what? Where did you hear that?"

"Small school," I said, "so did you?"

She sighed, "No, I wish; she's too tall, couldn't reach"

I had to laugh, "So what are you doing here then?"

"I didn't punch her but I did kick her ankle, I could reach that." She said proudly.

"Awesome," I said extending my arm, "Emmett," she shook it, "Alice."

I nodded, "yeah I know." I winked.

"Shh!" Mr. English teacher yelled. Then As if to piss him off, the door opened and an angry lady walked in, "Alice let's go, they can't keep you here!"

Alice widened her eyes. "Oh god, Becca!"

Mr. English teacher stood, "Excuse me but who are you?" the Lady, turned her head towards him, "Rebecca Ryan, and right now I'm Alice's Lawyer"

Alice let out an "Ugh."

"She's my Aunt Mr. Garner." Alice said as she walked over to her Aunt.

"Becca can I talk to you for a second, I really need to tell you something."

Becca the Aunt waved her arm, "Hold on Alice, right now I need to talk to Mr. Garner is it?" he nodded, "What kind of school is this, where my sweet innocent niece gets slapped, and then gets detention for it?!" Mr. Garner looked genuinely scared but before he could speak Alice pulled her Aunt's arm and whispered something to her. After a second she yelled, "you kicked her?!" Alice nodded, "Yeah, but in my defense you hung up before I could finish." Her Aunt looked really embarrassed, "Well Mr. Garner, you look like you have things under control, I'll just leave now." but before she did, she glanced at the room and when she saw there was no one here but me she pointed and said, "I'm assuming you are not the cheerleader in question," I stood up straight "Uh no ma'am" I said, She then raised her eyebrows and looked at Mr. Garner again, "Where is that girl then? Might I ask, shouldn't she be here?" I didn't realize it but she had a point where was Rosalie? "Well, the administration gave Ms. Hale another form of punishment, tutoring I think" Mr. Garner said

"What? That's not punishment!" Alice yelled, "how come I didn't get that option?!"

"I really don't know"

Becca exhaled, "Well, I'm going to have a little talk with this administration, and I'm taking my niece home, lets go Alice. I'm sure she'll be happy to serve detention when it's fair." She was almost out the door when she looked back at me, "hey you! What did you do to be here?" Mr. Garner almost answered her question, but I thought I could milk this so I cut him off, "I was wrongfully punished Ms. Lawyer." Alice rolled her eyes but smiled, "You see I was having a very important talk with another teacher about my future, and I was two minutes late, but he," I pointed at Mr. Garner, "gave me detention." Becca shook her head, "Is that really fair Mr. Garner? Do you have a personal issue with this student? Do you realize that it's illegal to punish a student without a substantial reason?" Mr. Garner looked like he was about to cry, and for that I was grateful, "I mean it's only the first day why don't you give the kid a break?" Mr. Garner cleared his throat, "Uh, yes of course." She smiled, clearly satisfied, then she looked at me, "you're free to go kid." Then she turned and left with Alice right behind her, I stood up quickly and went out the door before Mr. Garner could comprehend what just happened and changes his mind.

"Wow, Becca that was awesome," Alice said to her trying to keep up. Becca stopped and turned to face Alice, "you kicked her? Kicked her?"

Alice nodded slightly frightened, "before or after she slapped you?" Becca continued.

"After," Alice answered, Becca nodded, "good girl" then Alice smiled.

"Hey, thanks for that," I said,

She smiled, "No problem. Here take my card I do a lot of Pro Bono work, whenever you want to sue that guy give me a call" I took the card and stared, "cool thanks."

Alice then waved goodbye, and they both got into their cars, I'm guessing because they didn't come in together.

I started walking to my truck when I remembered that Rosalie tutoring me was a mandatory thing for her. This is going to be fun.

EPOV,

"Hello Edward, are you looking for your father?" A senior nurse said to me. I smiled, "Yeah actually, have you seen him?" She nodded and pointed towards the E.R entrance, "yes, he's in bed 8."

"Thanks!" I patted the counter and headed to the E.R.

I knew this hospital inside out, so I knew where bed 8 was, when I got there, I opened the curtain and my dad was there stitching the arm of a patient. "Oh I'm sorry" I said, red in the face.

"Edward there you are. Why don't you wait for me in my office?" I nodded; "Sure dad."

Then I recognized the Emily Bronte sticker on the bag that was on the floor. Not many kids have that on their back packs. I looked up and it was her.

"Bella?! Are you O.K.?" I said. She was shocked for some reason then she said very quietly, "Uh I'm fine, I slipped, I do it all the time," my dad laughed,"I'm getting quite used to you and the Chief."

She smiled slightly embarrassed. Like clock work, the Chief of Police, who is also Bella's dad, came in. "I'm done with all the paper work, so is she all fixed up?" he said talking to my dad, "Almost" my dad said. I realized I should've left when my dad told me to, it was getting kind of crowded not to mention a little awkward with Bella sort of glaring at me, and I'm sure her dad noticed because he looked at me and said. "Sorry, are you Bella's friend or something?" I hesitated, but Bella answered, "We go to the same school," and then my dad added, "This is my son Edward," I smiled feeling like an idiot, "Oh well it's nice to meet you," I nodded back, "you too Chief Swan, well I better go. I'll be in you office dad." I said before I left very quickly.

BPOV,

What just happened?! Did Edward Cullen actually talk to me? He actually addressed me in speech! How did he know my name? This was probably a hallucination from the painkillers. Although it seemed real, mostly because my dad was looking at me weirdly, like the time in the 3rd grade when I wanted to make homemade Valentine's Day cards.

Why am I even obsessing about this, I shouldn't. He's a jerk, even though he seemed really concerned just now, the way his green eyes widened in worry, wait what am I doing!? This is Edward Cullen; he was just trying to be nice because his dad was here. Yes that's it.

"Alright Bella that should do it," Dr. Cullen said as he stood up.

"Thanks Carlisle, you know you really didn't have to do this, I know this is minor league stuff compared to all the surgeries you do." My dad said shaking his hand.

"Oh it's nothing, I'm happy to do it, Bella's a great patient," he said, and I blushed.

Once we were in the car, my dad started again with the weird staring, "Uh dad, you should really keep your eyes on the road, bad example crashing when you're the chief and all."

He grunted and looked away for a second, but only a second.

"So this Edwin person," my dad started and I interrupted him, "Edward, dad"

"Yeah whatever, so this Edwin," He was doing this to annoy me I'm sure. "Is he your boyfriend?"

"What?! No I barely know his name, and even if I did know him, that would be very unlikely." I said as I looked away from him, not realizing how much saying the words out loud would affect me.

"Well, good." He said, he drove in silence for two minutes but then started again.

"You know I've heard nothing but bad things about him,"

I started feeling defensive, "What you mean? You don't even know him dad, isn't that a bit prejudice?" He raised his eyebrows but he ignored the defensiveness, and answered "you know Jake talks about school and he mentioned him," Jake. Of course, he was my dad's favorite person; Jacob's dad is his best friend. That's how Jake and I know each other. "See now Jacob, is a decent guy, you should give him a chance bells he likes you." I rolled my eyes, not again. "Dad, give it a rest, he's two years younger than me, and I plan on actually leaving forks after graduation, besides he's like my brother."

My dad mumbled something intangible, and said nothing the rest of the ride.

I sat on the porch after I got home, and pulled out my very dying copy of Wuthering Heights, I liked it outside its one of the things I'm going to miss about forks, the silence especially outside our house, I guess because no one ever lived next door until last week that is, but they seemed quiet, I haven't met them yet. I looked over their house and there was a kid about 8 years old playing with a magnifying glass on the lawn next to ours. He was blond and looked familiar somehow.

"Sean baby, would come inside and help me with these boxes?!" A woman with a southern accent said from the front door.

She also was blond and very pretty.

The boy, Sean stood up started gathering his stuff, then walked inside the house, his mom smiled at him and rubbed his hair as he walked by, then her smile faded slowly and she was staring at the driveway, like she was waiting for something or someone. I felt like I was intruding so I looked away and continued reading my book, she eventually went inside. After Almost ten minutes of silence, I heard a car engine; I looked up to see an old silver Chevy Camaro, driving up next door. And getting out of the car was the new kid, Jasper Whitlock. He started walking while holding a camera in his hands looking through the pictures by the looks of it. That's why the little boy was familiar he looked exactly like Jasper he was his brother, and that meant that Jasper was my neighbor. This should be interesting.

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