Gone! Chapter 1: Gone, a twilight fanfic

A/N: Every coin has two sides, this is them, Bella' and Jasper's points of view on the same event xx Alexis

Bella (And Then They Were Gone)

Well here I am, the first day at a new school and yeah everyone's staring. I must have that shiny new toy look about me because these over eager, over friendly folks are damn near fighting to see who will talk first or gets to sit beside me and even get to walk me to my next class. If the school was huge or multi-levelled this would be a good thing, but this tiny four-building complex just isn't that hard to work out people.

Yeah I know I sound a little bitter and maybe a big bit bitchy, but hey I don't really want to be here, so bite me. Okay, that's my problem, not anyone else's, so we'll quickly go over the facts. Mother remarries, stepfather travels for work, mother sad, so I bite the bullet and come to live with 'The Chief' my dad.

Forks would be a great place if it wasn't so flipping wet all the time and after living in the desert it's so green. Right back to my first day at 'Forks High', apart from the staring and obvious questions,

"What made you move here of all places?" this from the bubbly, short girl.

"How come you're so pale if you come from Arizona?" asked the tall geeky guy.

"How's it feel to be living in a strange town?" said the blond wannabe guy.

"Well you see I stuck a pin in the map and this was the result. Not pale, part Albino dude. What makes the place so strange to you?" I quip sarcastically,

only to see it sail totally over their collective heads.

"It must be nice seeing more of your dad and I know he's really happy your here" at last a sane question from the quiet genuine girl,

Angela, I think her name is. I nod and smile at her, a new friend I hope, it seems like an alright place. I don't stand out too much from the general crowd, thank god. The morning passed slowly and apart from the odd nut job teacher, it went well, I only had to stand up and introduce myself in one class.

I hate being the centre of attention, never, ever wanted to stand in the spotlight, but all in all, not too bad and now it's lunch so I gather up my reserves for the next round of 20 questions. Standing in the queue, tray in hand is when I see them for the first time, they stood out way more than I ever could.

"What's with the G.Q. table," I ask Jessica, aka short and bubbly,

"Oh that's the Cullens" was all I got back,

"And, is that meant to mean something to me, like it's the Hiltons or even the Waltons" I roll my eyes and sigh,

everyone sniggers as we sit at a huge table in the middle of the large cafeteria,

" No, they are all Dr and Mrs Cullen's foster kids," says Eric, aka tall and geeky,

I'm starting to get their names now.

"Well shit is he a plastic surgeon or something, cause if he is..." this has them all laughing loudly and getting everyone's attention, even the beautiful brigade.

But no, it turns out he's a trauma surgeon at the local hospital. Good to know because I'm sure we'll meet before long with my inability to stay upright on a flat surface. As everyone else eats and chats I get a chance to really look at 'The Cullens' and my god, are they different!

But not as flawless as I first thought, they all have purple bruise-like pigment under their eyes, their varying shades of gold eyes, some worse than the others. They are pale to the extreme and still, almost rigid in their posture. Each of them has a tray of food in front of them, but none have actually eaten anything.

One or two have moved stuff around to look like they have, but no, definitely not eating. I hope that's not a comment on the food here, as I don't want a jippy tummy, thanks.

"Okay guys, give me the lowdown on the Runway Kids", I ask under my breath,

so they work their way around the table giving me the facts as they know them about the five Cullens or should I say the three Cullens and the two Hales. Apart from Jess' apparent disgust or more like jealousy, due to four of them being in relationships with each other, I don't get the feeling that people have really looked closely at them at all.

They seemed to have missed the obvious, well at least to me.

"So what do you make of them Bella," asks Mike, aka the blond wannabe and I now see who he's been trying badly to emulate,

"Right then, starting with the Beauty Queen and the Linebacker, they look like a perfectly matched couple to me. Because she is the most drop dead gorgeous woman I have ever set eyes on, if I was batting for the other team, I'd be needing a change of underwear about now.

Damn, she's hot and most definitely needs the big guy to beat off any competition, if he'd allow it, with a big stick. Her only drawback is she knows and thrives on it and vanity is not a good look, on someone that spectacular.

He looks like his size is only a cover for the goofball hidden underneath, I bet he's a lot of fun when she lets him loose. He doesn't play any sports does he?", heads shake in the negative,

"Too strong and unmatched around here I bet, so he opts out rather than downplay. He's the kind of big brother that every girl wishes for, playful but with a touch of menace ." I say as I pick up my drink and take a large gulp.

"Wow, you see all that at a glance?" asks Angela,

"I'm a bit of a people watcher, seem to spot things others don't, must be a latent talent, hell my dad is Chief of Police you know, maybe it's in the blood. Anyway next, the Nutcracker duo", everyone gives me funny looks as they obviously don't get the reference,

" The Toy Soldier and the Sugar Plum Fairy", I raise my eyebrows and see some of them nodding, the rest are still lost so I carry on,

"They seem like the most mismatched couple I've ever seen. He looks like he should be in Military School, maybe was, who knows. But the clothes are confusing me, the preppie look is all wrong for him, why I get the feeling he'd be more happy and comfortable in jeans, cowboy boots and a Stetson. Oh well, a mystery for another time.

The fairy though, she's full of barely controlled energy and damn I can almost see her vibrating from here. Likes to be in charge of everything, I bet she picked out everyone's clothes for them, even though she looks small and delicate, she's a tough cookie who'd like to be the boss in that relationship, ... Or should I say she's just plain bossy!

But they don't fit, he's coasting along happily in that pairing and she's like a swan, on the top of the water all is calm but underneath she's working way too hard. Almost like she's waiting on him slipping or something, she has no faith in him and that don't make for a good relationship. It's supposed to be, give and take, not take as much as you can!"

Once again I stop for a mouthful of Coke and as I glance up I see the Cullens are paying attention as if they can hear me, but surely not, hmmm.

"Bella, you ever thought of working on the school newspaper, we need someone with insight", Eric states,

with an almost pleading look. I laugh at that, shrug my shoulders,

" Maybe, I'll think about it, it wouldn't look too shabby on my resume. I've been toying with the idea of becoming a profiler, somewhere down the line". I say smiling at them all.

"Oh, do me next" Mike demands,

"No, not yet" shouts Jess, "She hasn't done Edward yet".

"Edward!" I quiz, looking over at the Cullens,

"Oh, the Control Freak, yes he's something else isn't he and not in a good way. Obviously, the youngest, but thinks he's the most important, probably treated like it at home too, to everyone else's detriment.

Now the Cowboy's the real heartthrob in that family, probably because he looks like a man should, not a petulant schoolboy. Whereas the other two guys look uncomfortable in the preppie get-ups, he likes it and I wouldn't be surprised to see pocket protectors on him.

I presume at some point you've all been on the receiving end of his barely hidden disdain, full of self-importance that one and an ego to match". Out of the corner of my eye, I see him stiffen and he does not look happy,

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'll bet you a million bucks the old man's Volvo in the car park is his", everyone gasps then burst out laughing.

" Geez, Bella you're good, real good. Yep, it's his" states another guy whose name I haven't got yet.

I look up with a questioning glance.

"Tyler, that's my name," he says. I nod my thanks and grab my Coke once again.

The rest of the Cullens look like they are also barely controlling their laughter, unlike the Control Freak who looks outraged. I'm right even from over there they can hear every word. Well hell mend them, shouldn't be listening in if they don't want to hear what's said.

Spotting the clock on the cafeteria wall, I see we've got fifteen more minutes till end of lunch break, so I turn back to my table mates and say,

"If the shit ever hits the fan around here, while Edward is telling everyone including the principal what to do, when and how to do it, I suggest you all attach yourselves to the Cowboy if you want to get out alive, that's just my take on things but I doubt I've misread him".

As the warning bell goes, I get up to bin my trash and see the Cullens all watching me and heatedly discussing something. I get a strange feeling that they are maybe, just maybe hiding in plain sight. So as I walk away I say very quietly,

"If you think you're blending in, you're not, not even slightly. Try dropping the designer gear and flashy cars, money shouts louder than anything else, it's also garners attention, just a bit of constructive criticism, for free". I look up at the Cowboy and he motions as if tipping his Stetson and I know they heard me.

The rest of the day passes off with no problem and I'm happy with that. The next day the school is abuzz, big news, the Cullens are gone. Fancy new job in L.A. for the Doctor apparently. I never did work out who they really were, but I hope they hide themselves, better in the future, wherever they are now.

Shame really I would have liked to get to know the Cowboy better, life's like that though. Hell, our paths may cross again you never know.

Jasper (And Then We Were Gone)

Another day in High School hell, why do I do this again? Oh yeah, we must blend in, we must keep the secret. The two don't marry up, so we sit apart not blendin' at all and the humans ignore us as best they can. I find it's best to let my mind wander concentratin' on neither the humans nor my family.

Eddie's thirst is almost at his limit and Ali's is no better and they think I don't know why, stupid fuckers do they think I'm blind, can't they tell I don't give a damn? I decide to fuck with them as I pull out my phone hittin' the speed dial before Alice can stop me.

"Carlisle, Jasper here, did you tell Edward and Alice to test their resistance? No! Oh well both of them are at their threshold and I can control one or other but not both without compromisin' myself, here in school.

So you get to play Solomon today, who do I take down? Edward of course, I'm sure Alice will be thrilled at your concern, Bye". I used to respect Carlisle but he's weak and next to useless as a leader,

he lets Eddie run the shots for everyone, well everyone but me that is, he wouldn't dare. Eddie's growlin' lowly as for once I let him hear my thoughts. He's so cocksure of himself that he can't see how easy it is to get around his gift, we all do it all the time.

Em once asked me how I kept Eddie out, so I told him I thought of somethin' that scared him shitless!

"Oh," he said, "do you run all the goriest battles through your head?"

"Nope", I laughed, "I think of a little bit of Kitty Lovin'! And that makes the gay boy feel nauseous, especially if I throw in my emotions as well"

Em just stared at me for a minute before fallin' helplessly to the ground convulsin' with unrestrained joy.

"Well Ali, God has spoken and the Golden Boy wins once again, you need to hunt as soon as lunch finishes", I tell her and she starts to rise,

"Sit down now, I said after lunch", I growl at her hopin' to get a rise out of Eddie and he bites,

"Don't speak to Alice like that" he whines.

"Are you tellin' me how to treat my mate Eddie" I can barely keep a straight face as he blusters and fumes but goes quiet under my glare,

fuckin' coward and I know he read that thought loud and clear. If they spent less time foolin' around when they should be huntin' they wouldn't be in this mess. So let them suffer because I ain't helpin' either of them out. Well, that used up five minutes of the lunch break only fifty-five to go god damn it.

I really need to leave this crap excuse for a family and soon, when I go I'm takin' Rose and Emmett with me because them I do care about. They just don't know any different and I have no intention of givin' up feedin' from animals, it's been my salvation and the only reason I've stayed this lon'.

I can see Eddie and Ali havin' a conversation in his head and as usual, they think we don't all see them if they were mates I step aside but they are not, Christ they aren't even lovers cause Eddie won't do the deed. He lets her give him Blow Job's but never reciprocates because ladies don't like that, it's demeanin' he tells her.

He just won't admit that he's gay and Carlisle is his mate and I really feel for Esme as she has no idea what's goin' on. Maybe I'll tell her before I leave. My thoughts are interrupted by a stray feelin' of curiosity and wonder, with a tad of lust thrown in. Then we all hear clearly,

"What's with the G.Q. table" from somewhere in the lunch queue,

Emmett looks at Eddie raisin' an eyebrow,

"New girl, everyone's been thinking about her all day," he says.

"Oh that's the Cullens" replies Jessica Stanley, one of the banes of our existence here,

"And, is that meant to mean something to me, like it's the Hiltons or even the Waltons" comes back the new girls reply.

We all grin at that, she's got a sense of humour this one.

" No, they are all Dr and Mrs Cullen's foster kids," says Eric Yorkie, the newspaper geek,

"Well shit, is he a plastic surgeon or something, cause if he is..." she quips,

this has them all laughin' loudly and gettin' everyone's attention includin' ours. As they all settle in to eat their lunches I can feel her lookin' closely at us, but not starin', just watchin'.

"What's she thinking Ed," Emmett asks,

"Nothing," he says.

"What!" we all enquire at the same time,

"Absolutely nothing, I can't hear her at all," he tells us panic in his voice,

well this is new. Ten minutes later we hear,

"Okay guys, give me the lowdown on the Runway Kids",

she listens as they work their way around the table giving her the facts as they know them about the five of us, which ain't much I can tell you.

"So what do you make of them Bella," asks Mike Newton the Eddie wannabe,

though why anyone would want to look like that prick is beyond me. Eddie scowls at my thought, I sneer back at him.

He looks like his size is only a cover for the goofball hidden underneath, I bet he's a lot of fun when she lets him loose. He doesn't play any sports does he?",

Heads all around her table shake in the negative.

"Too strong and unmatched around here I bet, so he opts out rather than downplay. He's the kind of big brother that every girl wishes for, playful but with a touch of menace ." She say's pickin' up her drink and take a large gulp.

"Wow, you see all that at a glance?" asks Angela Webber,

I sit up expectantly because she obviously means me and Ali. Her table is a bit slow on the uptake but Angela gets the reference right away.

" The Toy Soldier and the Sugar Plum Fairy", raisin' her eyebrows to see some of them noddin', the rest are still lost so she carry's on.

"They seem like the most mismatched couple I've ever seen. He looks like he should be in Military School, maybe was, who knows. But the clothes are confusing me, the preppie look is all wrong for him, why do I get the feeling he'd be more happy and comfortable in jeans, cowboy boots and a Stetson. Oh well, a mystery for another time.

Well, hell's teeth, she nailed us as well, we all look at each other then at her, and I think she actually noticed that but didn't flinch.

"Bella, you ever thought of working on the school newspaper, we need someone with insight", Eric states,

with an almost pleadin' look at her, he's not kiddin' she's awesome.

" Maybe, I'll think about it, it wouldn't look too shabby on my resume. I've been toying with the idea of becoming a profiler, somewhere down the line". She says smilin' at them all.

"Oh, do me next" Newton demands,

"No, not yet" shouts Jessica, "She hasn't done Edward yet".

"Edward!" she quizzes, as she looks over at our table,

Not to mention he thinks he's best looking, but he's wrong there. His looks are only surface deep, like people's thoughts, there just fleeting really, never meant to be the most important thing in a person's make-up. Now the Cowboy's the real heartthrob in that family, probably because he looks like a man should, not a petulant schoolboy.

Whereas the other two guys look uncomfortable in the preppie get-ups he likes it and I wouldn't be surprised to see pocket protectors on him. I presume at some point you've all been on the receiving end of his barely hidden disdain, full of self-importance that one and an ego to match". She says.

Eddie stiffens at this and he does not look happy. Bella continues with

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'll bet you a million bucks the old man's Volvo in the car park is his", everyone at her table gasps then bursts out laughin'.

We're barely keepin' it together at our table either, well all except Eddie and Ali is trying to look comfortin'.

" Geez, Bella you're good, real good. Yep, it's his" states Tyler Crawley before he gives her his name.

She sees way more than she should and I know she senses we heard all of that, but she really doesn't give a damn. Well, this is provin' a better lunch than we've had in a long time, not only that but she referred to me as the Cowboy, as if she knew it to be a fact.

So with just under fifteen minutes to go, she finishes off, with to me a mind blowin' statement.

"If the shit ever hits the fan around here, while Edward is telling everyone including the principal what to do, when and how to do it. I suggest you all attach yourselves to the Cowboy if you want to get out alive, that's just my take on things but I doubt I've misread him".

How could a human see all that in one hour when my family haven't in the last fifty years I don't understand it but I know she means it, I can feel her confidence in me rollin' in waves off her.

While everyone else is arguin' and panickin', I just watch Bella as she gets up at the warnin' bell to dump her rubbish and we hear

She looks up at me and I motion as if tippin' my Stetson and I know she knows we heard. The next day the school will be abuzz, with the big news, the Cullens are gone. Carlisle has a new job in L.A. we told everyone. I hope she never works out who or what we really are.

Shame really I would have liked to get to know Bella better, life's like that though. Hell, our paths may cross again one day, you never know, I might make sure of it.