Seeing Jasper by the big tree was becoming a regular thing. I liked talking to him he was funny and smart.

" What's your next class?" He had asked me once.

" History." I said with a smirk.

" I always enjoyed history." He stared silently off into space. He turned his attention back to me. " Can I walk you to your class?"

I blushed. " I'd love that." He helped me get up and we walked to the cafeteria. When we got in his family was looking him over. We walked all the way to the classroom until we got to the door.

" See you later." He said. He grinned showing his flawlessly white teeth. All through history I did nothing but daydream. Then another vision crowded my head.

Cynthia is in a beautiful white gown. I am in a lavender one. I am walking behind her in a garden. It's Cynthia's wedding. Her groom is good looking. I look back. In the back row of the rows of chairs I see Jasper. He winks at me and gives me a confident smile.

" A wedding?" I whispered to myself.

" Something you'd like to share with us, Miss. Brandon?" Mr. Brown, the history teacher, asked me.

" Uh, no. But, may I go to the nurse's office?" He nodded his head as I stood up. I walked out of the classroom in a rush. I was speed walking when another body came down the hall. I bashed into the big figure.

" I'm so sorry, Alice." Jasper said helping me up. " Alice are you...?" I could hardly stand.

" Jasper?" I was just hoping I didn't puke on him. Looks like my chances were dwindling.

* J *

I was going fast down the hall towards the parking lot. I needed to hunt. I wasn't looking out for anyone. Just hurrying by them. Then I quickly ran into someone. I noticed that this someone was Alice. She looked sick. I helped her off the ground.

" I'm so sorry, Alice." I got her to her feet but she didn't stay long. I got very alert. " Alice are you...?" She couldn't stand. I picked her up in my arms and started to carry her to the nurse's office.

" Jasper?" Then she went completely out.

" Mrs. Cope?" I asked the red haired secretary urgently. She gasped then flustered. She then led me to the nurse's office. I laid Alice down on the bed she was breathing slowly. But god did she look beautiful right then. She felt... guilty, for what? I sat watching her sleep and what an entertaining thing that was. Her eye started to open.

" Jasper?" She looked at her surroundings.

" Right here, Alice." She sighed.

" What happened?"

" I think you fainted." I told her. She nodded getting a little red in the cheeks.

How adorable. She was embarrassed. This just made me want her more. She was beautiful when she blushed.

" I think I should take you home." She nodded. I helped her sit up so her head would feel better. I walked out to the front office.

" Mrs. Cope, I think it would be best if I took Alice home. She's feeling a bit dizzy." I asked, turning on the southern charm. " Of course." I kept my arm around Alice to help her stand. She smelled delicious, but something in my brain kept me from hurting her. Edward had warned me not to get to close, but now I don't think I could resist. I brought her to my silver car and helped her in. Then I realized-

" Where do you live?" She mumbled and address to me then fell asleep. She was still sick, I could tell. I got in the car and drove slowly so she wouldn't get carsick. I looked over at her. Alice sleeping was very different from Alice awake. She more peaceful, happier, she was lucky, how she could escape reality for a couple hours.

I nudged her. " Hmm?" She mumbled.

" Alice your home." Her eyes gently lifted open. She took the seat belt off and opened the door. I smiled at the thought of her feeling better.

" Thank you, Jasper. That was very kind." She bit her lip and moaned. She probably had a headache from her visions.

" Your welcome, Alice." I whispered more to myself than her.

* A *

I threw open the door. My head was pounding and my legs didn't feel like they were attached to my body.

" Craig?" Aunt Marge called from the living room.

" No, Alice." I stumbled in and sat on the couch, head in my hands.

" What are you doing back home?"

" I fainted in history class because of a stupid vision." I answered. Aunt Marge looked at me sorrowfully.

" Go upstairs and get rest." I grimaced but went up anyway. I opened the door carefully and peeked in. Upon my bed lied an envelope. I picked it up and read the return address.

My old address.

I tore the envelope open and read the card.

Come and see the wedding of:

Daniel Bourne And Cynthia Brandon

Wedding... Cynthia was a year younger than me. She can't be getting married! I found a little letter inside the envelope I picked it up and read.

Alice,

Scared you didn't I! No, I'm not getting married, Dad is! (Flip over the card, it's the real wedding date and stuff). Anyway, Barbara, Dad's fianc e, wishes you to come and be a bridesmaid! How fun, right? Anyway we really miss you and want to see you again. Maybe you can stay a while...

Cynthia

She definitely got me. But, Dad getting remarried, I don't know the person he's marring. And all the sudden they want me to come back! Anyway, I had my reasons to stay. I ran down the stairs, tears dripping of my cheek.

" Did you know about this?" I yelled at Aunt Marge.

" No, but I knew there was something going on." She stared at me for a moment. " Sit." I obeyed the command.

" Dad's remarrying." I said.

" Oh, honey, I didn't know I'm so sorry." She gushed.

" Even worse they want me to come and be a bridesmaid and then stay for a while." I said looking down.

" Well, you have a choice. Tough it out and be a bridesmaid, or stay here and pretend that, that family never existed." She said matter- of- fact like.

" It's just they haven't talked to me in two years and just because of a wedding their gonna be nice again!" I said, chest ripping out sobs.

* J *

" We need talk about something." Carlisle and Edward said to me. I was in a daze dreaming about Alice.

" About?" I asked.

" Your obsession with Alice Brandon."

" I do not have an obsession with Alice Brandon!" I claimed.

" Son," Carlisle started. " We've been watching you obsess over this girl. I said get to know her so your thirst won't control you, not fall in love with her."

" Look, I'm sorry but she's just..." I searched for words that could describe Alice. " Words can't explain her... she's just so... perfect." I finished.

" Well, son, you've made this your problem, I can't help any longer. Sorry." Carlisle said as he went back to his study.

" Carlisle, I don't want to kill her when I'm around her. I don't feel thirsty when I'm around her." Carlisle turned around.

" Okay, Jasper. I'll trust you with the girl." I nodded happy that I gained Carlisle's trust then turned to Emmett.

" Ready to be beat at chess?" I asked.

He cracked his knuckles. " Bring it, Jazzy." I smiled then set up the board in three seconds.

We played two games before school I won one and he won one. " Fair and square, right Emmett?" Emmett rolled his eyes then went to the garage. We all got into Edward's Volvo.

I saw Alice standing by Angela talking to her.

" And the obsession begins once again." Edward whispered.

" Shut up." I said, staring at Alice.

You can call it stalking or an obsession, but I call it being in love.

* A *

I noticed Jasper Hale staring at me on Monday, which had made me thrilled. Now it was Thursday and I was on my way to La Push to say hi to Jacob. I stopped at a red light when I saw a silver car pull into an empty parking lot. I remembered the car from somewhere but I couldn't place it.

The light turned green and I hit the gas pedal slowly. A big black truck ran a red light and smashed into a smaller green car.

Which was skidding in my direction.

I had no time to get out and run. I closed my eyes; I had not seen this coming. Just then somebody came out and ran in front of my car. I braced myself then-

The person had stopped the car from hitting my car. I noticed this person was in fact, Jasper Hale. No one else saw him but I definitely did. He jumped out of the scene and back into the silver car. I watched him drive away.

Police cars were taping of the accident when a police officer came over to my car.

" Hello, I'm police chief Swan, are you okay?" I didn't answer at first. " Miss?"

" Just a little dizzy, that's all." I replied.

" Well I'm going to take you the hospital make sure you weren't hurt."

Next thing I knew I was in a hospital waiting for a guy called Dr. Cullen.

" Miss Brandon?"

" Yes?" I answered, breathing in deeply. I almost died; I almost died like my mother.

" Are you hurt?" I shook my head.

" No just a little traumatized." I nodded. He started to check my vitals and do other doctor like stuff. Then Jasper walked in the room.

" Are you okay?" He asked me.

" A little traumatized." He looked at me surprised. " It's a long story." And also it's a scary one. I had a fear of dying since my mother died. I'm always scared when I hear people died; even people I don't know.

" Could I talk to you, Jasper? Alone." He nodded and led me to a long, and empty corridor.

" What?" He asked.

" You stopped that little green car from hitting me." I stated. I put my finger to his mouth before he could start to argue. " I know what I saw."

" Sure. You did say you were a little traumatized." He pointed out.

" That's because of my mother!" I shouted at him. I collected myself. " My mother died when I was younger. And no, I'm not going to tell you how, not now at least." I gasped. This- this is evidence, Jacob's stories.

Jasper and his family actually are vampires. And yet he could be around me all this time.

" Well, whatever you thought you saw, you never officially thanked me."

" For?"

" For showing up. I didn't have to but like I before when people hurt, I hurt." He turned around.

" Thank you Jasper."

" Jasper, let's go home." Dr. Cullen called. Jasper ran down the corridor towards the room.

They finally let me leave around six. When I got home I had to explain everything. Then I had one more task for the evening.

" Hello?"

" Cynthia?"

" May I ask who is calling?"
" Mary Alice Brandon. That's who." She screamed into the phone.

" Alice! Guy's its Alice! Hold on Dad wants to talk to you." So Dad and I had a heart to heart talk for an hour.

" So you're coming?" He asked in the end.

" Yes. And I'll be a bridesmaid."

" Thank you, Alice."

" Dad?"

" Yeah?"

" Love you."

" Love you too."

" Bye." I disconnected the phone line and fell asleep.