why do you hurt me so much?

BPOV

I was sitting on my bed, waiting for my new dorm buddy, when-

BANG

The door burst opened and before I could even look at the door, something slammed into me, hard, making me fall backwards on my bed.

All I could see was a mass of black hair, spiked in every direction.

"Oh my god! Hi! I'm your new dorm mate, Mary Alice Brandon. But you can call me Alice, Mary is such an old name! Isn't it so fun! We'll be such great friends, I just know it! We'll go shopping, do make-overs. . .Everything! We'r going to be best friends!" A high-pitched voice squealed from the mass of spiky, black hair, she started to squeeze the life out of me.

"Um thats nice. . .But could you, kind of. . .Let go of me?" I wheezed breathlessly.

The spiky hair apologized, releasing me from her grasp, and bounced backward so that I could see her for real.

She was petite, short, with green eyes. But her eyes were different from Edward's, his eyes were an emerald green, her's is an apple green. She had a figure of a dainty ballerina, looking elfin and fragile.

Her smile seemed to stretch on for miles. . .

I scratched the back of my head, "Uhh, well hi. I'm-"

"Bella Swan, yes, I know." She said, bouncing up and down impatiently.

Suddenly, she took my hand and dragged me out of the room and lead me to the garden, for such a little thing, she had an amazing amount of strength.

"Let's go meet the others!" she said happily.

Edward was lying under the shade of our favorite tree, Rosalie was sitting against the trunk, and Jasper was resting on one of the lower branches.

As soon as we got there, Alice let go of my hand. I sat down in between Rose and Edward. Edward looked up at me and smiled, then went back to sleep.

Rose was, of course, looking at herself in the mirror, checking if her make-up wasn't ruined.

Jasper was looking down at Alice, and Alice was staring right back at him. Neither of them were paying attention to anything else, only looking at each other as if they were the only thing they could see.

"Alice?" I asked.

She didn't even answer, she was too far gone.

"Alice?" I asked again. But of course, no answer.

Finally, she spoke, slowly and, with a slightly, lower voice than the high pitched voice I heard her speak with, "I've been waiting for you."

"What?" I asked her, alarmed.

"I'm sorry." Said a deeper voice. I looked up to see that it was Jasper who said it. . .Then I realized that he was the one that she was talking to.

Alice held out one of her hand, Jasper, with ease, leapt off the tree, and took it. They stood, staring into each other's eyes, smiling.

"Hey, lovebirds! Get a room, won't ya?" Emmet appeared and sat down next to Rose, taking her mirror away from her in the process.

"Rose, baby, I don't get why you look at this all the time?" he started to say, "Your pretty, you don't have to look at the mirror all the time. . ."

Oh Emmet, you just don't get it do you? Rose loves attention! She loves looking at herself.

"Shut up, Emmet." Rose said and. . .Oh my god, ladies and gentleman, Rosalie Hale just blushed! Sure, Rose smirks, laughs and can be a bitch. . .But Rose just blushed! There's no way Rose can blush. . .

Unless. . .

Hmm. . .I'll ask her about it later. . .

"What's all the yelling about?" Edward woke up just in time. Alice and Jasper were now full on making out.

Rose looked at me, "Who's she? The pixie making out with my brother?"

I told my friends about my new dorm mate.

Emmet laughed, "Well at least she's nice, somewhat."

Rose stood up and went over to the kissing couple. She smacked her brother on the head. The couple broke off.

"What the hell was that for?" Jasper asked her.

"Nothing," Rose said simply, "I just wanted to do that."

She turned to Alice and started scrutinizing her.

Alice stood still, but you could see her bouncing impatiently on her feet.

"Hmmmm, your okay. . .As long as you don't do anything. . ." Rose muttered.

Alice smiled brightly.

"So tell me. . .Alice, how did you end up here?" I asked.

Alice stopped smiling, her expression grew darker. She walked over to the tre and sat down beside Emmet and me. Jasper came over and squeezed himself between Emmet and Alice. Rose sat down in front of all of us.

Alice started her story, "I don't have any memorys ever since I came here. . .I was only told what happened, I was born in Biloxi, Mississippi, I'm 19 years old right now. Ever since I was little I was said to have visions, flashes of the future. My parents grew scared, they thought that I was possessed or something. . .They tried to kill me, drown me, poison me, anything. . .So one day, we were down at a lake, they probably told me we were going fishing or something. . .My dad took hold of me and forced my head into the water. . .He held it there, I lost conscious. . .Someone saw my dad and my mom trying to drown me. . .They called the police and my parents got locked away, I was sent here. . .My memory starts from when I woke up here. . .A few days ago. . ."

A single tear ran down her cheeck, Jasper hugged her tight, whispering to her.

Rose looked distraught, I was horrified, Edward was gritting his teeth angrily, even Emmet, who was always joking around, had now lost all signs of humor on his face.

A minute later, we were huddled up in a group hug, crying, for Alice.

A high-pitched voice piped up from the middle of the hug, "So. . . .Who wants to go shopping?"