When James recognizes Alice in the baseball field, he goes after her instead of Bella. Starts from just before Edward brings Bella home for the first time. Mostly from Alice's POV but it might change. Please review, flames are welcome.
1. Chapter 1
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Being a vampire is hard. It’s even harder to be a “vegetarian”. It is so much more difficult to control the bloodlust than any human could imagine. Though it does get easier over time, it never really goes away. As hard as it is now, this is nothing compared to how it was when I was first changed. I don’t remember the pain of the change itself, for which I am thankful, but I still would’ve gone crazy with bloodlust if it weren’t for my visions. I had visions of a beautiful family; through them I learned what no one else taught me. I didn’t have anyone to be a mentor, my creator left me before my transformation was complete. I woke up alone. I always wondered what it would be like if I met the vampire who changed me.
Right now, I am sitting on the couch with Jasper and Esme watching one of those silent movies that she loves so much. I’m not sure why, but I’ve been thinking about my past a lot lately. I was both mad and hurt that my creator didn’t care enough to stay with me. Even if he was a complete stranger, most people would’ve had enough of a heart to stay and explain everything to me.
Jasper, sensing my mixed emotions, took my tiny hand in his own; I could feel the calm spread throughout my body. I accepted it gratefully, and sighing contently as I leaned against his shoulder. There really was no reason for me to think about my past; it probably was better for me to just forget about it.
Suddenly, the scene in front of me- Jasper on one side of me, Esme on the other, the silent movie still playing on the big screen T.V. that Emmett insisted we get- all faded in to blackness. I felt slightly dizzy for a second as I could feel a vision coming to me.
Edward and Bella were in what I assumed to be Bella’s kitchen; I didn’t know for sure, I’ve never been there. Bella was eating a bowl of cereal and Edward was just staring at her. It seemed to make her uncomfortable.
“What’s on the agenda for today?” She asked, probably as an attempt to distract him.
“Hmmm…” he said pretending to think, “What would you say to meeting my family?” She looked terrified at his suggestion. “Are you afraid now?” He sounded as if he really wanted her to be afraid.
“Yes.” She knew it was useless to try to lie to Edward, even if he couldn’t read her mind.
“Don’t worry,” he said with a smirk, “I’ll protect you.”
“I’m not afraid of them,” she said, “I’m afraid they won’t…like me. Won’t they be, well, surprised that you would bring someone…like me…home to meet them?”
“Oh, they already know everything. They’d taken bets yesterday, you know on whether I’d bring you back, though why anyone would bet against Alice, I can’t imagine.” We were taking bets, although, I think we were more joking than serious. “At any rate,” he continued, “we don’t have secrets in the family. It’s not really feasible, what with my mind reading and Alice seeing the future and all that.”
“And Jasper making you feel all warm and fuzzy about spilling you guts, don’t forget that,” she added with a smile.
“You paid attention.” He looked at her approvingly.
That’s when Bella’s kitchen swirled into the black oblivion that seemed to exist between the future and the present. I was welcomed back to reality with a gentle kiss. I smiled and Jasper pulled away to look at my face. “So,” he started nonchalantly, “what are you so excited about?” Of course he could feel my excitement; it was hard just to sit still.
“Edward’s bringing Bella home today,” I said as I looked over to Esme; she seemed to be as thrilled as I was.
“Oh, I’m so happy for him,” Esme said as she got up and went upstairs, to tell Carlisle I assumed.
“A human is coming here?” Jasper looked worried. He still wasn’t confident in his ability to be around humans. I understand, though; he just hasn’t had enough practice yet. Even though he wasn’t as practiced as the rest of us, he still underestimated his control.
“Jazz, you’ll be fine, I promise.” I didn’t need a vision to tell me that.
We sat back and enjoyed the quiet. It was nice to just have a moment to relax. Our peaceful moment was soon interrupted by Rosalie stomping down the stairs, yet again, with Emmett trailing behind her.
“Is Edward seriously insane or something? He’s bringing her here! He might as well call up the Volturi and have them come and kill us now.”
“Rose, don’t you think you’re over-reacting just a little bit?” I asked.
“No, I’m not. If the find out about this, they’ll come here to kill her, and guess who’s going to make us protect his precious little human.” Rosalie’s voice was getting louder with each word, she was livid.
“Come on, let’s go wait upstairs,” Emmett said trying to calm her down as he took Rosalie’s hand and led her back up the stairway.
“We should probably wait upstairs too,” Jasper suggested. I nodded and followed him up to our room.
It was a few hours before Edward and Bella arrived. When they did, Jasper and I didn’t have to move; we could hear their conversation from here. Esme and Carlisle met them downstairs.
“Carlisle, Esme,” Edward introduced, “this is Bella.”
“You’re very welcome, Bella,” Carlisle’s voice sounded from the living room. I couldn’t help but smile, Carlisle was always so compassionate.
“It’s nice to see you again, Dr. Cullen,” Bella replied politely.
“Please, call me Carlisle.”
“Carlisle,” she repeated, her anxiety gone. I looked to Jasper to see if he was the reason for her sudden burst of confidence, but he just shook he head, indicating that it was all her.
“It’s very nice to know you,” Esme said next.
“Thank you, I’m glad to meet you, too.” I could tell she really meant it.
“Where are Alice and Jasper?” Edward asked. I took it as our cue to enter.
“Hey Edward,” I called as I reached the top of the staircase. I ran vampire speed down the stairs and stopped right in front of Bella. I knew Carlisle and Esme were staring at me as if I had lost my mind, but I paid them no attention. “Hi Bella!” I leaned up and kissed her on the cheek. I could tell everyone in the room was shocked that I could be so bold, particularly Bella, but she looked more happy that I was accepting her than anything. “You do smell nice, I never noticed before.” Don’t worry Edward I added in my thoughts when I noticed his expression. No one said anything until Jasper came down the stairs.
“Hello Bella,” he said after sending a wave of calm throughout the room. Bella must have been embarrassed by my last statement.
“Hello Jasper,” she said, smiling timidly. She turned to everyone else. “It’s nice to meet you all; you have a very beautiful home.”
“Thank you,” Esme said. “We’re so glad that you came.” Everyone was surprised at her bravery. Not many humans would willingly come into a house full of vampires. Everyone but me of course, I already saw all her reactions.
Bella’s eyes wondered over to Edward’s piano. She was staring at it, as I often do. It was a very beautiful instrument. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who noticed.
“Do you play?” Esme asked, referring to the piano.
She shook her head. “Not at all. But it’s so beautiful. Is it yours?”
“No.” She laughed. “Edward didn’t tell you he was musical?”
“No.” She glared at him as he put on his most innocent face. “I should have known, I guess.” This confused me. How could she have known? I guess everyone one else was giving her a bemused look, too, because she quickly explained. “Edward can do everything, right?”
Jasper just laughed as Esme scolded Edward. “I hope you haven’t been showing off, it’s rude.”
“Just a bit,” he said laughing.
“He’s been too modest actually.” Bella promptly stood up for Edward.
“Well, play for her,” Esme instructed.
“You just said showing off was rude.” He sounded confused.
“There are exceptions to every rule,” she replied.
“I’d like to hear you play,” Bella said, agreeing with Esme.
“It’s settled then.” Esme pushed him toward the piano. As much as I wanted to sit and listen to Edward play, I took this opportunity to leave the room in a futile attempt to give them as much privacy as possible. There really was no such thing as privacy in this house.