I lived in the small town of forks my entire life. I went to daycare, pre-school and kindergarten with almost everyone in my grade so the moment I saw her, I instantly knew that she wasn't one of us. She didn't blend in, becoming one of the many faces that I saw throughout my day.

She was different.

Even at that young of an age I knew that she would be the one to change my life. And she did. She taught me something that no one else had a chance to. She taught me love.

I can still remember the way I stopped breathing and forgot how to speak when my eyes landed on her.

It was recess and there was a mass of kids running around, playing all the childhood games. She stood in the middle of them all. The only light in the sea of darkness. Without even thinking I ran to her.

"Hi" I said with a wave.

She didn't even stop spinning. "Hi" she replied.

"I'm Jasper"

"Alice" I expected her to say more but she didn't.

"So what are you doing?" I asked.

As though she realized that I wasn't going to go away anytime soon, she stopped and looked at me. "I'm pretending"

"Pretending to be what?"

She sighed and I swore I heard her scoff the word "boys" under her breath.

"If you must know, I'm pretending to be a princess" She was as sassy as a girl could be and it makes me smile to know that she got even sassier when she got older.

"May I join you?" I didn't even know how to play whatever game she was playing but I was willing to learn. "I could be a prince"

"No thanks. I don't need any help ruling my kingdom" and just like that she was done talking to me. She began skipping towards the swings and I followed her.

"Hey wait up" I called out.

She stopped and put her hands on her hip as she turned around to face me. "What do you want?"

I shrugged. "I dunno" and I didn't know what I wanted at that moment, I just knew that I had to know her. Quickly I reached out and quickly tapped her. "Tag you're it" I yelled before running away.

Her laughter rung in my ears and I opened my eyes.

"Yo Ed" Emmett called out breaking the peaceful silence.

Edward quickly looked up. "What?"

Emmett made a short, small, circle with his finger, signaling for Edward to continue. "Next entry"

Edward nodded. He picked the book up from where he put it down net to him and opened it. He flipped a few pages, searching for the right one. He stared at it for a few seconds before looking up at me. "you read it" he said.

I held out my hand. "Give it to me"

Like a Frisbee, he threw the book to me.

It landed next to me and I looked over it, making sure that no damage had come to the diary. "Be careful" I snapped. I knew I shouldn't be so angry but this was my last tie to Alice and I didn't want it to be ruined in any way, shape or form.

"Sorry" Edward muttered.

I looked down at the pages and it was like I was hearing someone else talk as I began to read.

I've never seen Bella like this. I expected her to be angry like the rest of us but she's just silent. She's numb. Last night, mom, or Esme, whatever or whoever she is now, tried to talk to her and she just covered her ears and begged for her to go away. I wanted to go to her, and I know the others wanted to as well but we just couldn't, we had our own problems to deal with. I want to yell, throw something, or do anything to express how angry, and bitter I feel. If Bella's actions reflect her secret feeling then I can only say that's she's empty. I know that she's confused like the rest of us but I'm certain that something darker lurks beyond the façade.

I guess I should probably say that big secret that we were just told. I need to tell someone so I can't so I'll just pretend that I am by writing it down. We're not just sisters because we were adopted by the same people. We have the same father and of all people it's out Uncle Aro. I find it ironic that we share genes with the same man that we despise. But there's more to it than that. Our whole lives is a lie, everything that we know isn't what it once was. And our lives are even more tragic. Because now we can rule out that our mothers were too poor or whatever to keep us. Now we know that they gave us away because they didn't want us. And our own father, a man who has the perfect bachelor life, doesn't want us either. So now we don't only know who we really are, it has been made clear that we were thrown away. And to make it worse, I can't help but be angry at the people who took us in. I can't help but wonder if they actually wanted us or if they pitied the poor little girls that no one wanted. I wish that I could remember my mother, so I could remember if she loved me. I hate feeling like this, unloved.

I shut the book and just stared down at it. That was something that I never knew was troubling her. I never even thought that she would think of her real parents and why they gave her up for adoption. The more I learned, the more I realized how horrible I was at being her boyfriend.

"Damn" Emmett muttered. "That was deep"

I nodded. "Did you ever even think that Aro could be their father?"

Edward shook his head. "Never in a million years would I have imagined that"

"But he is" Emmett said. "Or was. Damn. I wonder how he feels about losing his kids"

I ran a hand through me hair. "Who knows?"

"Who cares?" Edward asked.