Alice uncurled her arms and stood up. She straightened Rosalie’s jacket and combed her hair again absentmindedly. She left the bathroom in a daze and walked downstairs. Jasper was standing by the door to the garage and Emse was in the kitchen. Rosalie and Emmett were in the living room and Edward was in his room listening to music. Carlisle had already left for the day, and school started in half an hour. Jasper stared at her as she thought about the boy on the motorcycle. If she had a heart beat anymore, it would be thundering as it broke for the small boy. At least Edward couldn’t hear he thoughts: she was translating the Torah into English and then back again. Maybe she had been Jewish before she was changed into a vampire…

Alice shook her head as her thoughts wandered again. Just think about school. Don’t worry about the mortal, and Edward won’t have to see his mate dying. Stupid motorcycle. Stupid slick road. Stupid girl for thinking about this again! Alice smiled at Jasper and walked over to him.

“Hey, Jazz. What’s going on?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that? What’s got you so upset?” Jasper asked her quietly. She ducked her head against his chest, inwardly seething. Of course. He can tell what I’m feeling. She looked up into his eyes and opened her mouth to explain when she heard Edward come down the stairs.

“Not now, Jasper. You’ll see at school today.” Alice explained as her emotions tumbled again, back to devastated when she thought of the boy on his motorcycle.

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Harry sat down in his desk in English class. His teacher was writing notes on the board already, and Harry dug out a notebook to copy them down in. His thoughts wandered to Ron and Hermione and everyone he had left behind at Hogwarts. He hadn’t talked to Hermione since that day on the Hogwarts server, and since he hadn’t heard anything from Ron, she must have told him where Harry was. Neither of them really approved of Lily. After all, she had left James when Harry started Hogwarts. His friends were very protective of him, and they wanted him to be happy. Well, here in Forks, he was going to be as happy as he could before the prophecy took all that away from him. Even James didn’t know all of the prophecy, and the only other person that had heard it was Sirius, and he was dead now.

Just pay attention to the teacher, Harry. No use thinking about things that can never be. By now, Ron is already unpacking his trunk and Hermione is wandering the library, seeing if there are any new additions. Dumbledore will be thinking of a lie to tell the students when they realized that he wasn’t at the Gryffindor table. Snape was probably brewing something noxious, Madame Pomfrey is probably still trying to find a cure, and the rest of the students were catching up with each other. The Slytherins would probably have a party when they realized he was gone. Harry chuckled and the student next to him glanced at him quickly, wondering what could be so funny about European literature.

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Alice sat in the back seat of Edward’s Volvo next to Jasper as Edward followed Emmett’s Jeep. She was still thinking about the boy from her vision. Thankfully, Edward was much too polite to try and read her thoughts without her consent, or she would have to translate some other foreign language or work on Quantum theory. The students in the parking lot were gathered around something and her family wandered over to get a look. It was the boy’s motorcycle, greatly out of place in the Fork’s High School parking lot among the rusted trucks and bargain cars. If she didn’t know better, she would peg it as something one of her brother’s would have picked out. Oh well. At least the mortal had good taste.

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Edward gleaned the thoughts of the people around them, trying to find the owner of the motorcycle. All he saw were flashes of a boy with long hair and a leather jacket before he was booted out of the owner’s head. Edward’s eyes widened in confusion. How had the mortal been able to force him from his head? Jasper sighed next to him as Edward focused on the subject of his first class rather than whatever had everyone in such a whirlwind today. First Alice, now Edward. Now, if Rosalie had a problem with the mortal, then it would be something to worry about. Edward caught Jasper’s train of thought and smiled as they walked into school.

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Harry shouldered his backpack as the bell rang, dismissing first hour. Next, he had Algebra III, followed by Economics. He smiled, thinking of the old question that students always asked: ‘When will I ever use this in life?’. Unless Voldemort could be bludgeoned with a quadratic or stabbed with a synthetic division problem, Harry didn’t really see a use for math either.

He wandered off to his next class, not bothering to deal with Erik shouting something from behind him. He found his class and settled down for an hour of mind numbing equations, when a girl with short black hair walked into the room and sat down in front of him. She glanced over her shoulder at him, and turned around quickly when he caught her staring at him.
“Hey, I’m Harry. I just moved here. What’s your name?” he asked politely. She glanced down sadly and turned back to face the board as the teacher walked in. Harry barely heard her whisper, but he shuddered as he did.
“It’s not like you’ll be here long. Why do you need to know my name?” Harry quirked his head to the side at her odd question, and resigned himself to math and mysterious girls.