Benevolent ✿ Alice Cullen

VI

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Alice seemingly happier and chirpier than usual smiles at her siblings as they gracefully walk to their cars in the school's parking lot. Jasper, casually strolls next to her, well aware that every Tuesday Alice is somehow livelier than any other day of the week. He tries and fails to suppress a small grin at her very contagious merriment. He's happy knowing she finds happiness in the smaller things in life. She gives him a sense of purpose when he's the only one she confides in even if Edward knows by default about the letters.

Catching the eyes and turning the heads of nearly all the students, something the Cullen siblings are rather used to but still annoyed by, let it roll off their shoulders. Rosalie however, doesn't care and has stated on multiple occasions, "let them stare."

Alice's yellow Porsche sits next to Edward's silver Volvo making Edward's car seem rather bland in comparison. The yellow car strikingly beautiful and outstanding in the school's bleak parking lot. Alice appreciates the subtle, beautiful things in life, like the color yellow. Subtle but strikingly beautiful.

Standing on her tippy toes she hugs Jasper, whispering a promise that she'll be home at a reasonable time and not to worry and, "Port Angeles is supposed to be cloudy today. But I brought a sun umbrella to ease your worries!"

Jasper unable to say anything along the lines of "no" to his best friend nods and kisses her forehead delicately. He knows there's someone who's piqued her interest. He just hopes he treats her as if she's the world, so I don't have to kill him.

Edward who was oblivious to their subtle exchange up until now snaps his head in Jasper's direction and gives him a nod of both approval and acceptance. His distraction was Bella, his analyzing eyes always seem to be glued to her no matter what she's doing; even if she's just walking to her truck. However, Jasper can't blame him after what happened a couple of weeks ago.

"Alice," Rosalie speaks up. "Be careful."

Rosalie doesn't know where Alice goes every Tuesday but she can assume it's for the same reasons Edward watches Bella awkwardly stroll to her truck and treats her like the high school's dumpster. She supposes she can give him a little bit of sympathy but she'll never let him 'hear' that.

Swiftly unlocking her Porsche, sliding in with grace, she starts the car and zips out of the parking lot. It's not that she likes this person, she's never met them. She can't even see him in her visions. She's just merely intrigued.

Like when she met Kane, Carlisle's new volunteer. She's just merely intrigued. Kane just happens to be her soulmate.

Just like always the letter is folded and tucked in the displayette, waiting for Alice to read:

I have decided that I will go and talk to Professor Geoffrey as you had recommended. Hopefully, it goes well. He's a newer instructor who moved here he seems rather young but old in the sense he seems to have gotten bored of teaching. Here's to hoping he likes talking more than teaching? Haha.

How's your brother? Eduardo? You had mentioned in previous letters that your brother is having problems with a complicated girlfriend. Or that he's the one being complicated. Or rather the entire relationship is complicated anyway. I'm not asking for details! I noticed you aren't too keen on sharing information about your family. I don't blame you, I am a total stranger. I just hope that he's doing okay and that you don't have too much stress in your life from these events.

I like to learn more about you. Things that make you who you are and guide you through decisions. The things that build your character. What's your biggest fear?

Taking a pencil and paper from her bag her chest feels light when she thinks about how kind he is. He never touches subjects that can even be classified as personal. He automatically respects boundaries that weren't yet even established, like with her brother. She adores that more than he will ever know. She values consent, even if it's with information.

She can't seem to pinpoint which part of her has such a passionate stance on consent but she feels it burning within her dry vessels.

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He feels such a deep connection with the girl in the letters but when he looks at Alice he can feel such a painful longing in his heart, one that he didn't notice until he really started looking at Alice.

Her coiffure is delicately done, bangs sloppily frame her face. Part of Kane wishes their relationship was more developed so that it would be acceptable for him to push the tendrils of hair behind her ear.

Her beautiful honey brown eyes have just a fair amount of amber flecks to make one's heart flutter. When her smile is bright enough unadulterated happiness makes an appearance in her features. Delicate crinkles at the edges of her eyes and subtle dimples at the corners of her lips. Kane wants to draw her.

The energy she releases when she turns and smiles at him over her shoulder is enough to send his pulse to the moon and back. She has quickly become an obvious fascination. He's kind of annoyed with himself for how easily he's allowed her energy to liberate him of all things negative.

However, one of his favorite things about Alice is her heart. Her genuine concern for others accompanied by the compassion that swirls in her eyes and under her feather-light fingertips is something that will always stop him in his tracks.

He can't help but notice the way she kneels down to a little boy and smiles at him. Alice always gets down to the level of children, as if to show them that they truly are equals. The pads of her thumbs brush away fallen tears, her fingers brush his unruly hair behind his ears, and her voice whispers, "I hope the pain eases soon."

She is so pure, so Benevolent.

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