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    Who said life was easy?

    "What's up?" I said.

    "Well, I kind of have a special power, too." Alice said with this shy kind of face. This was awesome. I wasn't alone. I could have a friend now to know my mind shit going on up there. Jacob knew, he didn't believe it, though. He just thought I got lucky. He never really lies to me, though, so how could I expect him to believe me.

    "That would be fucking awesome, Alice. That really would." I was excited now. Emmett came over and sat next to me along with Jasper. Esme decided she was going to make something to eat while I was there.

    "Well, I can see the, uh, well, the future." She said looking at the floor. What? Did she see me coming? Was that why she was so excited?

    "Really? Did you see me as your friend?" I asked.

    "Well, more like my best friend, and Emmett's, too" She shot up really quick and pointed to Emmett, almost like she got an awesome present or something.

    "Yeah, but I don't see it really." Emmett said. Fine, fuck you. No sweat off my back. I looked at Emmett and saw Edward standing there. Pompous ass. He's been giving me dirty looks since I got here.

    "Why is your brother giving me dirty looks?" I asked Alice.

    "Because, I don't want you here." Edward said in a really harsh tone. I jumped up quickly, pissed off, and screamed at him.

    "What the fuck is your problem, douche bag? What the fuck have I ever done to you?"

    "Now I know why I like her." I heard Emmett say behind me. Alice jumped up next to me and grabbed me by the arm and walked me to the kitchen. We all wound up in the dinning room around the table to eat, but there was only one plate. They don't eat?

    "We already ate." Rosalie said, she must have read the expression on my face.

    We all asked questions about each other, laughed, had a good time, actually. I really liked these people. Their last name was Cullen. The Cullens. We talked about how Emmett and Rosalie were getting married tomorrow, and where they moved from. I was there for about 4 hours just talking with them. When it was time to go, Alice said she'd give me a ride home. It was around 10 when I looked at the clock.

    "Will you come back tomorrow?" Esme asked.

    "Well, the wedding, I don't want to intrude or anything." I said

    "No dear, the wedding is in the morning. It will be done by 5 at night. It's just a bunch of Carlisle's friends coming from the office. You are more than welcome to come. They're not having a honeymoon or anything."

    "I might come by afterward if it's okay? I have some things to do during the day." I said while walking to the garage door.

    "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, hun." She said with this beautiful smile on her face.

    "Bye, everyone." I said waving.

    "Bye!" Everyone but Edward said.

    We walked into the garage and got into this fancy black car, no clue what it was, couldn't tell ya if you asked. It was Carlisle's so you know it was expensive because he's a doc. Next to it, I saw a huge fucking black jeep, a red convertible, and a silver Volvo. The red convertible, though, had the engine out on the floor next to it. It looked like a body print was smashed into it. Like someone just slammed someone down. But no blood. I'm sure if you slam someone down to leave an imprint, if it's even at all possible, that it would leave blood or something.

    "Alice?" I asked in question and pointed to the engine.

    "Um, well, seeing as if I can't lie to you, Edward and Emmett got into it in the garage while Rosalie was working on her car."

    "Sorry I asked." That's weird. Their skin and strength must be impossibly tough.

    On the ride home I went to change the song on the CD just to see if there was anything else and Alice tried to at the same time. Our hands bumped, and her skin was so cold. She gasped and just looked at me. I stared at her with my eyes wide open. I couldn't believe how cold she was. When she dropped me off she didn't say one word, she just took off as soon as I got out. What the fuck is going on?

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