Just a few clarifications and reminders: This story will be All Human. The only thing similar to the Twilight Series will be the characters and the pairings; each character will undergo a few personality changes but they will generally be the same. This story will be a bit dark at times but please do not think of it as Emo or Goth. Rated M for occasional language and scenes later on. Thank you :)
A great song for this chapter is Let Go from Frou Frou. It's perfect because it's the start of Bella letting go of her mistrust.
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Two Days Later
Two mornings later I can honestly say that I don't care that everyone automatically gets out of my way because they are scared of me. I admit to myself that I would probably be scared of me if I saw myself through their cliquish eyes. It's a Saturday so most of us are in our regular clothes; I am wearing a lacy black tank top over a tight fitting black zippered hoodie, dark ripped jeans, black ballet flats, and my usual black nail polish and eye make-up. In a school full of preps this is about as far away from their pastel colors and name brands as you can get, and I like it that way.
So imagine my surprise when a girl is sitting at my table with a look very similar to mine.
She reaches her hand across the table before I even have a chance to sit down, "Hi, I'm Alice", I don't know what to make of her so I only nod, "Aren't you going to tell me your name?.
"Would it really make a difference?", I challenge.
She shrugs her shoulders, "If you want me to call you something else that's fine too. Do you like...".
"It's Bella".
She smiles at me sweetly, "It's nice to meet you Bella".
I look over at her skeptically. Surely someone who has a pink streak in her hair, wears black nail polish as well, has a diamond stud in her nose just like mine, and appears to be wearing even more black than me can't be all that bad? She's obviously not one of those Pastel Princesses that occasionally come to sit at my table on a dare, but I don't feel like being let down yet again, "I am guessing your new to Allison Kendrick's right?", she nods and I continue, "Then you have a completely fresh slate, don't bother wasting that by being around me", I start to get up and leave but she stops me.
"Bella. Look at me. Do you really think were all that different?", she says in an obvious tone and I have to agree with her. When it comes to appearance we really stand out beside anyone else.
I lean forward, "True but I am really different", if she has heard even one of the rumors in her short time here then she will know what I am talking about, and hopefully be scared away.
She raises her perfect eyebrows and leans in as well, "What makes you think I am not different as well?", I jump back like I have been shocked, unable to say anything for the moment, "Do you need proof? I can feel the waves of distrust coming off you", she laughs sweetly.
"But...but how?", I stutter out stupidly.
"Just trust me, we need to stick together", she says seriously and I find I can't dislike her as much as I want to.
"Alright, ill trust you... for now...just don't push it ok?", I say softly. It's the best I can do for now, years and years of instant mistrust is hard too undue in a few minutes.
She grins like I have just told her we can be best friends already, "Thanks Bella. Now tell me about what happened two nights ago! I have been dying to hear about it from someone who wasn't scared shitless".
Despite myself I grin, "She was a stage one spirit, completely harmless and everyone freaked for nothing".
She laughs prettily, "I just call the ones with no shapes newbies. They have either just died or they have just come halfway back from the dead".
I feel a shiver run up my spine, Alice gives off the impression that she knows much more about being a Medium than I do, "It's pretty strange that she's here, I helped the wandering ones years ago. I wonder if she will ask one of us for help", I say.
"I think she must have come back. For a reason. When a spirit is new to being in limbo they are what you call stage one, when they are here for awhile they gain strength and become like your ghosts, very visible and have the ability to do lots of things, a stage three. She must be waiting until she is either a stage two or three because she will be more visible and she will have more power. Although if her purpose here is strong enough then she may already have the strength of her supernatural powers to aid her".
I sit there shock, how does she know so much? "Well she'd better stay out of Ms. Felch's way".
Alice laughs, "She is one crabby old woman".
"You really see through those girls?", I say suddenly, pointing in the general direction of the Pastel's table. She seems to know who or what type of girls I am talking about.
"Oh ya", she waves her hand dismissively and laughs,"They are shallow and self centered to the extreme, definitely not the type of people I want for friends. Reading people is easy when you already know how to read a ghost. It's like you just know what type of person they are and what matter's to them the most, it's not entirely accurate but it's less creepy then mind reading".
I laugh, "That's true, although in this line of work there isn't anything that's not considered creepy", she smiles and nods,"Do you want to meet Chris? He's the most friendly ghost that lives here", I already know that he will be overjoyed to have someone new to talk to.
Her eyes sparkle in excitement,"I thought you would never ask".
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The next morning I wake up with a familiar buzzing in my head; it's like a thousand voices talking all at once but dimmer, almost a humming. Over the years, when I start to feel this sensation, I have managed to gradually tune it out. Today, however, it just doesn't want to fade away. I am concentrating so hard on making it go away I feel dizzy.
Alice comes over to my table at breakfast, with her tray and a look of horror, "Bella look at me!", I look up at her and smile weakly, "Don't try to block it out, it will only get stronger. Let it go and listen to it not past it".
I make use of her strange instructions and my head instantly feels better, like a bucket of cool and refreshing water has been splashed on my mind. The humming has not gone away, but it feels normal and I suddenly know things that I would only know if someone has just told me about them, "Alice, something is going to happen... something is happening".
She nods and smiles in satisfaction, "Let's go see!".
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I know this chapter is short but I wanted to have one chapter just introducing Alice. The next one will be longer, I promise. Please consider leaving a review.