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She smiled a bit, but then she would bite at her lip in the slightest of meek ways, [b "Well this first one might be kinda silly, and now that I think about it, it's almost completely off subject. But,"] The brunette paused briefly, her smile turning just as meek as her look, [b "I was wondering if the accent you speak with is actually you're real one? 'Cause unless I imagined it, I'm pretty sure I heard a good amount of a southern bur in Port Angeles a few weeks ago before you broke that guys face."] How was it possible for someone's question to sound meek, blunt, hesitant, but playful all at once? Who knows, but somehow Alice had managed to pull it off very well.
[b "Oh, and another thing I'm honestly curious about. Is the entire, y'know, immortality thing true? I read it up in some legends, and if it's true I'm kinda wondering how much older you might be then you say you are...."] Her words trailed off, pale cheeks flushing a faint pink from minor embarrassment as she admitted the fact that her only sources of knowledge hadn't been Jacob Black and that book she had gotten from the Port Angeles shop. Though she had felt stupid and silly at the time she had in fact looked up vampire legends on the internet.
The pixie-like Swan daughter now knew that she hadn't been being silly or paranoid at all, and in fact had been valid in her muses and research. That's beside the point about what she had felt at the time, though. That ghost embarrassment still came back to bite her by coloring her cheeks whilst she glanced out the window to watch the trees fly by.
At the mention of her being in danger once again, Jasper grips the wheel a little tighter. He's also fairly sure that his teeth are grinding loud enough for her to hear. He wills his anger to calm down, so as not to get out of control and project on to her. [i It's done. She's alright. No one will touch her again.] He's going to need to repeat this mantra for a while.
Glancing at her when she speaks again, Jasper offers a faint smile. [b "I would be surprised if you didn't have questions, to be honest. The secret is out now, anyways. It wouldn't really make much sense for me to withhold any answers."]
As he waits for her to ask, he settles back in his seat, trying to enjoy the moment. She knows the truth about him, yet she hasn't run away from him, or given him any indication that she's afraid, or considers him a monster. Maybe this friendship could work?
Jasper clues in that his hands are still a little too tight on the wheel, feeling the now permanent grooves he's embedded in the once smooth leather. Fuck. So much for a new car. Emmett is sure to flip once he sees the damage. You'd think the vehicles were his children. He's almost as protective as Rosalie is of her BMW.
They are nearing Forks once more, as the winding roads grow more straight, and houses come in to view.
[i Oh yeah, him getting flustered is a [u very] adorable thing.] That had been her amused thought, a wave of fondness flowing through her very being as she did her best to suppress a small smile.
The beginning of the car ride had been silent the first few minutes, Alice glancing out of the window whilst resting her head against its glass, so at the sound of Jasper's voice she blinked her mind to the present and moved her line of sight over to him. She would arch a single eyebrow, [b "Hmm... I'll trust your words on Emmet, but I believe you fully on Bella."] Hesitatining on if she should release the next bit of information or not, she soon continued, [b "I actually talked with a bit earlier in the hallway at school, on the way to lunch. Uh, one of Ronny Knox's friends pinned me against a wall and started threatening me, but she scare the jerk off. We walked to the cafeteria together, though I went in like five minutes earlier."]
Her shoulders would shrug lightly, she trying to play off the incident as much as possible. Now that she knew for sure that her friend could easily kill someone? Well, the pixie-like female was pretty sure that Jasper has those guys from Port Angeles and Ronny Knox himself already on a possible list, and the last thing that needed to happen would be a proper lengthening of that list.
Perhaps a minute or so of the almost surprisingly comfortable silence would pass through them, but the Swan girl's wandering thoughts that were full of curiosity were finally becoming to much. [b "...I got questions."] She paused, her lips having protruded into a slight pout, [b "It's alright for me to ask them, right?"]
Jasper takes in their surroundings and gives off a nervous laugh. [b "I, um...I guess I didn't really think this through. I just thought solitude would be better for this conversation. Didn't really clue in that this is stranger danger kind of territory until just now."]
Pushing his hair back off of his forehead, he clears his throat. [b "I'll take you back,"] he gestures to the truck, moving towards it. [b "Wouldn't want you to get nightmares of a scary vampire in the woods, now, would we?"] Jasper tries to play off his embarrassment.
In the car, the atmosphere is surprisingly calm, considering the fact that this girl just found out she's been hanging around with a supposedly-mythical creature who could kill her in half a second if he were to slip. The thought alone makes Jasper wince, but he plays it off with a sheepish grin.
[b "Just a head's up: once I tell my family that you know about us, be very prepared for Emmett and Bella to try and become your best friends. They've been desperate for new people to interact with. Bella and Rose don't exactly have much in common, and I'm sure she'd like company other than Esme every now and then. Emmett, on the other hand, just really likes to goof off with anyone who will let him,"] he warns her.
Alice simply nodded her head a little when Jasper exclaimed that 'No offense!' on account of his comment about how his supposed twin sister wouldn't bother losing her self control over someone that apparently wasn't worth it. [i Well it's not like I can really take offense over not being good enough to get torn in two, though. Either way, if it leads to Jazz being a little flustered like that it's fine. It's kind of adorable, if I'm being honest.] At this point her thoughts would trail off and her mind would focus back upon the blonde male as he started to speak once more.
Once all was pretty much said and done? The Swan girl rolled her eyes lightly when he said she wouldn't be anywhere near his family's home when he told them and, no doubt, Rosalie may attempt to rip his head off.
[b "I hope I'm not considering I haven't been there yet. Be odd to be there the first time when a murderous sister starts her rampage, don't ya think?"] After a few moments she would start to talk once again, [b "Speaking of homes in general... do you think you can finally drive me to mine like you agreed to? Not that the creepy side-trip into the forest isn't a great thing for like a horror movie buff or something...."] Her tone is too 'innocent', for the underlying layer of obvious teasing is practically dripping from her voice as she'd unable to fight off a playful smile spreading her face.
After a few long moments, the pixie-like brunette would hesitantly add, [b "You can drive slow, though, so we can talk a bit more... and you can even stay for the couple hours until Charlie gets home from work too. It be nice to properly hang out with you, ya know, without having just had a near death or traumatic experience within an hour prior to that 'Friendship Building' time."] Her tone was once again playful despite the hesitation, but there was an underlying level of slightly obvious shyness in her voice, her mannerisms, and definitely in her emotions.
She raises a very valid point. What the hell will Rosalie say, once she finds out their secret is no longer between the family? He wouldn't let her near Alice if he felt she was a danger, but at the moment, he's safely assuming she will behave as well as she can. [b "Rosalie is a vicious bitch sometimes, but I think you'll be safe. She's worked very hard to restrain and train herself all of these years. She'd hate it if she threw away all that work and effort on someone she can't even stand to be around."] Pausing, he realizes the subtle insult. [b "No offense!"] He's quick to correct himself.
His sister is going to be an even bigger pain in the ass than he's letting on, but he knows Alice can probably figure that out on her own. Emmett would be less worried, and more excited to show off his strength to a human who would be impressed by it. Edward and Bella are likely to remain neutral, and be the most calm and sensible about the whole thing. Esme will no doubt be pleased that he's made a friend outside the family, and Carlisle will ever be the peacekeeper.
Rose is the only issue. [b "I will deal with my sister when the time comes to it. And you will be nowhere near the house when I do so. I may even tell her tonight, when I get home. That way she has the chance to get away and cool down before she tries to rip my head off of my shoulders."]
[i Wow, that's gotta be pretty boring. I mean I can get easily bored with only ten minutes of nothing to do, and Jasper and his family are awake 24/7? Forever? I don't think I'd ever be able to survive something like that....] Those had been her thoughts upon his response to her question, and a few long moments later when he made the joke about humans making mobs, a seemingly 'innocent' grin curled the edges of her break. [b "Yeah, it's a bit cliche to think that myth is real. No realism to it whatsoever—the pitchforks aren't always on hand. They need to be sharpened at the shop at least one a week from all the pillaging."] The brunette was unable to keep up her false innocent facade any longer, and a playful and bright smile spread her face as she broke into a fit of giggles.
Jasper's thanks in regards to her promising not to tell made her expression relax into a softened look, and though she hesitated momentarily she would place one of her hands to gently rest upon one of his jacket-sleeve covered forearms. [b "You're welcome, Jasper, but honestly the thanks aren't needed. Promise or no promise, I wouldn't have told either way.... Believe it or not I like having you around,"] Her tone was gently teasing on that last bit, but her words and small smile were genuine, [b "I like being around you and talking with you, and it's nice to know why you'll randomly leave me hanging sometimes."] A thought would cross the pixie-like girl's mind, so she'd remove her hand from his arm as she put her hands into the pockets of her jacket to now stand in a slightly, though obviously, uneasy posture.
[b "Um... you know how a few minutes ago I asked about if anything would happen if my theory was right? I know you thought I meant [i you] would do something to me, but that's not what I wanted implied. I was thinking if anyone in your family would do something about it, or do something to me."] The Swan girl's would briefly paused before she then added, [b "Especially Rosalie, because though I've never talked to her it seems like she hates me. Also, even though I've never met her, I hold no doubts she's gonna be happy I know what you, her, your siblings, and parents are."]
The blonde Cullen female instilled a lot of fear into Alice. Not the icy fear of forewarning that seemed to occasionally flow through her veins—though she never heeds to the warning being given—but more of... a sense of dread due to the type of threat the other female could present to her. The fact she's a vampire like the rest of her family now only intensifies that sense of fear.
Jasper gives a small shake of his head. [b "Our bodies don't require it. We don't get tired, or anything like that. We basically just have beds to relax on while we read or watch TV. Essentially, they're decoration, in case anyone randomly shows up at our house."]
The slap that he receives is playful, and unexpected. Raising an eyebrow, his eyes reflect amusement through his fear. [b "I'm sorry for assuming. It's just...you know...not many people would handle the situation as well as you are. I mean, most would run and tell the first person they saw. Maybe even get a mob together to run us out of town. Or are those just human myths?"] he hears himself taunting, playing off of her stereotypical questions from earlier.
Alice's acceptance calms his nerves. Maybe this wasn't a bad thing. Maybe they could become closer, now that there was no dangerous secret hanging between them, ready to be discovered at any mistake.
Letting out a shaky, unneeded breath, he lets his eyes close. [b "You're saving me with that promise, Alice. Thank you. If anyone were to find out...we'd have to leave. I'd hate that. Especially when I'm just starting to like it here,"] he looks at her as he finishes speaking.
[b "But, now you know why there are days when I just can't be around you. It's for your sake, not mine."]
His laugh from her frazzled questions had made her relax a bit properly, finally, but then her mind latched onto a certain something he had stated. [b "Wait... none of you sleep? Ever?"] Alice's question was incredulous in origin, eyebrows raising up high upon her forehead in both disbelief and shock at the little fact. How can someone, or something, legitimately not have to sleep if they were alive to, at least, some degree? Shouldn't it be mandatory? That doesn't make sense! Then again... she was talking to a boy who's family and himself were vampires, to maybe logic shouldn't be attempted to be added to this situation.
At his words she seemed minorly appalled, and that showed upon brunette's face. Her expression morphing into a pout, she'd stand up once Jasper did, and shook one of her jacket sleeves the full three inches it naturally passed down-past the end of her fingertips.
[b "I can't believe you'd think that I would tell anybody! Granted, I don't blame you for having that worry, but I can't believe you'd think I'd tell!"] That had been her huff, and he promptly smacked his forearm with her jacket sleeve since, well, she wasn't stupid. If she had used her hand he probably would have broken it. Her pout remained in place, but then her expression would soften as a soft sigh escaped the Swan girl's lips, [b "I won't tell anyone, Jasper. Honestly... you have a my word. I wold do the whole 'Scout's Honor' thing, but I was never actually a Girl Scout."] With the first part of her words, her tone had been nothing but honest and gentle. However with the second half of her sentence her tone ha turned playful and jesting, and small smile curled her lips.
Jasper's face melts away to one of relief and fear combating each other. She had guessed right. The secret was out. Would she say something? Would the family be forced to relocate, all because he had been stupid and gotten close to this human? He doesn't even have to say anything to confirm her suspicions. The look in his eyes tells her everything.
Her question, however, breaks the tension and he momentarily laughs. [b "Dracula is based on a true person, but it really isn't anywhere near as dramatic. Garlic is an old myth that they came up with, since the smell is so strong. People figured it would keep away vampires. And as for the coffins, I can assure you we have regular beds. Though we don't actually sleep."]
She's taking everything surprisingly well. Though he can tell she is growing slightly nervous. [b "Alice, I meant what I said. I'm not going to hurt you because you figured it out. I'm scared of what'll happen now that you know. For the sake of my family, Alice, I'm begging you to keep this to yourself. If word got out what we are, we would have to leave. Esme has been so happy here. I don't want to have to uproot her again."]
He rises to his feet and approaches her. [b "I'll answer any question you want, and give you the truth, as long as you promise that this is between us."]
[b "Well, you saved my life for one.... Okay, you've saved me [u a lot], but that first time is what started me on the path to try and figure out the truth. I mean... you stopped that van from squishing me without hurting yourself, and somehow sprinted halfway across the parking lot in a blink of an eye. You saved my life."] Her tone was soft, she offering a small smile before she'd glance down at her lap. [b "When I first met you your eyes were a really dark color, but after the weekend they were almost gold. You, and your sibling, are all insanely good looking. I'll admit that,"] She paused a moment, flushing at that admittance, she reaching up a hand to absentmindedly scratch at one of her cheeks.
[b "You've also always been there when I've needed you, somehow... I don't now how that works, honestly, so I'll wait for you to tell me that one."] Inhaling a breath, the Swan girl would continued, [b "It was hearing that story that I sort of, well, ended up 'seducing' out of Jacob that sealed it. That, and buying that book in Port Angeles. You're fast, strong, and just early today you sprint away from a room full of blood. You're also pale and cold...."] Biting her lip, she debated on saying the one word that screamed loudly in her head.
[b "...You're a vampire. I think you, and your family, are all vampires. Also, despite the situation, I'm really tempted to ask if Dracula was real! And if garlic hurts you, or if a wooden stake could even touch you considering you stopped a car, and if you all sleep in coffins!"] The chocolate-eyed brunette babbled out in a fast-paced and slightly high-pitched tone, clamping her hands together upon her lap, cheeks coloring pink once more, whilst she was now biting her lower lip between her teeth once again. After a moment, Alice would look up and over at Jasper.
Jasper is slightly hurt at her question, but gives a calm shake of the head. [b "Nothing bad will ever happen to you, if I can help it Alice. If your theory is correct...we will just have to figure out where we stand. You don't have to be afraid of me."]
[i This is it. She either knows or she doesn't. Just stay relaxed and calm. Don't panic. Don't freak out. You'll just scare her. She's already suspicious as to why we're in the middle of nowhere,] Jasper thinks to himself.
When the words finally leave her lips, he feels a plethora of emotions clashing. Relief that he no longer had a secret to hide. Fear that she was going to report them. Anger at himself for not hiding it better. Most of all, however, he was proud of her intelligence, and bravery to face him instead of running.
Looking to the ground, he only gives a mild nod of the head. [b "We were, once,"] his faint trace of a smile is one of sadness.
He wants to hear more. To understand how she figured it out. Meeting her gaze once more, he speaks. [b "Please, continue."]
Hands clench together as he leans forward to rest his forearms on his knees, intrigue appearing on his face. Despite his confirmation, he still doesn't feel the overwhelming fear he thought that he would, should she assume correctly.
It took her a few moment to follow after him, but once a deep breath had been made she'd hop out of the passenger-side door of her truck and trudge after the blonde Cullen male. His question to make herself as calm as possible seemed a bit odd to her, but she did what he asked and began the process of making herself calm. She thought of Arizona sands, classical music, her Grandma Swan's stories of life before she had passed away, so within a matter of seconds she had reached a level of calmness.
When Jasper stopped, she stopped as well, however she remained standing as her asked his next question. The question on what her theory of him and his family were. She remained there a moment, not saying a thing, but slowly the pixie-like Swan girl would sit down next to him upon the log.
[b "Is something going to happen if my theory is right?"] That had been her soft question after a long tick of silence between them.
Somehow, despite the multiple possible contexts behind her question, she was managing to maintain her calm like he had asked of her. It was a forced calm upon herself, but it was a calm nonetheless. Whenever he would give her an answer, it would placate her enough, so she'd finally claim, [b "...I know you and your family, highly likely, aren't human."] Her voice had been a near whispered as she spoke. The chocolate-brown eyed female didn't say exactly what she thought he and the other members of the Cullens were, but she did at least semi-let known the direction her theory was in.
He doesn't respond when she calls his name. Instead, Jasper stares straight ahead through the windshield, trying to decide how he was going to go about this. It isn't until he's pulled off on a long forgotten dirt road that he steels himself for the conversation. Turning off the engine, he gets out of the truck.
Jasper walks, hearing her following behind him. [b "Alice can you...just make yourself as calm as possible?"] he asks, feeling slight undertones of worry.
The more relaxed they both are, the easier this is going to be. It's better if he doesn't panic. To stay collected, he needs to be able to focus one hundred percent on his own emotions, without any influence from hers.
Taking a seat on a log, Jasper's foot bounces on the soft dirt. [b "Can you tell me, what exactly your theory is about my family?"] he raises his eyes to meet hers, and internally he pleas that she doesn't know the truth.
If his cold heart was still beating, he's sure it would be hammering through his chest with how nervous he is. What is he going to do if she guesses correctly? How will the family react? Rosalie will demand that they pack up and leave, but Jasper won't be able to bring himself to do it. It would cause another fight for sure; one he most certainly is willing to defend her.
Jasper's laughter had made her lips quirk briefly before she had fallen back into her thoughts. Absentmindedly, as her mind continued to run in circles, she noted that she really did like the sound of his laugh. It was musical, like his sister Bella's was, but rather than tinkling like bells it was stronger. Like booming, but somehow still gentle, tenor-toned drums.
Her eyes remained closed for a few long minutes, her nausea slowly becoming fainter so she was feeling better the more it faded. The sick feeling was almost completely gone just as her truck would come to a stop, and slowly the pixie-like girl would blink those lovely chocolate orbs open.... Only to be granted to the sight of a old dirt road and trees surrounding them on the left and right.
If she was any other girl Alice would feel worry and fear, but because she was... well... just so [i her], because she didn't have that icy feeling she usually got to potentially warn her of bad things happening, and because it was Jasper she was with? Well... she remained calm. A little uneasy and hesitant, but not fearful. [b "Jasper?"] She question in a soft voice, slowly sitting up straighter than she currently had been. The Swan girl's eyes racked over the Cullen boy, trying to attempt to figure out what might be running through his mind from possibly his posture or expression.
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