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Alice had glanced over, though she honestly hadn't noticed that she had caught the Jasper boy's eyes with her own. When his hand hit the table, it only caught the attention of those at the tables around the Cullen's but none that were farther away. For example, her own table with the other people she had met throughout the day didn't seem to notice it and the only reason she knew was because she had seen the action take place.
The short girl had gone silent while contemplating all of Jessica's words and mentally deciding, on the spot, that she didn't like the girl's personality at all or the way she viewed others. She had seemed decent before now, so maybe it was just with the Cullens in particular she was this... rude. Despite whatever it may be, the girl couldn't help but have a slightly rude thought run through her head of, I thought blondes got smarter the farther they are from the sun.... Guess I was wrong.
"Alice, is something wrong? Don't be worried about the descriptions Jessica gave if they freaked you out or something. The Cullens never talk to anyone besides one another." Angela told the female, worried that Jessica might have scared the poor girl off.
"No, it's not that..." Alice began, her tone reassuring but she paused, glancing down a moment and that caused both female's she sat with to raise an eyebrow, before the short girl continued, "I know I've only been at this school half a day so maybe I don't have the right to decide so early on, but... I don't think Cullens are freaks." At that statement, Angela simply left an eyebrow raised out of curiosity as Jessica's jaw dropped before she disbelievingly questioning, "What do you mean? Did you not hear everything I just told you?"
"I heard everything you told me, Jessica, and I still stand by what I stated; they aren't freaks. So they don't talk to people... what's the big deal of that? Maybe they've had bad experiences in the past with kids at school or something else. And so maybe four out of the five of them are technically dating a sibling if you go by legal matters, but what does that matter? It's not like they are actually related, so what's wrong if they find love with someone who is already close?" Alice paused, she grabbing her empty lunch trey and standing up.
"The Cullens are not freaks, psychos, weirdos, or any other cruel label that could possible be granted. They are likely different, I won't deny that if your ridiculing tone is anything to go by, but that doesn't mean that they should be exiled for it. They are no doubt perfectly normal, sane, and average people by they're own standards even if those standards don't match to those of anyone else. Just because they are different from you does not grant you, or anyone else else, the right to judge a style of life, personality, or social norm that you aren't familiar with."
It was with those parting words Alice gave a kind smile that was oddly intimidating from the short girl after her speech, that had only been humanly loud enough for just Angela and Jessica to hear. After a moment of leveling her eyes on the blonde female, the Swan girl turned and walked off and out of the cafeteria with her back-pack over her shoulder. She dumped her trey in the drop-off bin on the way, and Angela hurried off after her to begin a process of begging her to join the debate team since that had been one hell of a speech.
More than once throughout the day Jasper thinks that he won’t make it. He could hear every whisper, see every glance, and feel everything around him. During every class there was bound to be one group that would take turns glancing in his direction, making comments under their breath. They were the usual rumors he had heard before; that he was adopted from an abusive home, that he was a self-mutilator, and that he had anger problems. The most amusing one so far was the one about him being gay, because his brothers had girlfriends but he didn’t. Blending the words with the fluctuating emotions, he began to feel as though he was getting the first headache he’d had since he was changed.
By the time lunch comes around, he quickly throws his books in his locker and steps outside, relishing the clean air before students file out after him and he grumbles. Edward appears at his side moments later, his face serious. “You’re doing fine,” he encourages, knowing the struggle his brother faces.
“You think Esme would be okay with having a dropout for a son?” Jasper asks with a bitter laugh, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers, closing his eyes.
“I think she would kill you for making her look like a bad parent. Come on, the day is half over. Just get through the next few classes and then you can stay locked in your room all evening. We’re going to the cafeteria to meet Emmett and Rosalie. Why don’t you join us?” Bella gives him a small smile of sympathy.
“Fine,” Jasper mumbles.
He doesn’t tell her that he’s been struggling since he saw the new girl arrive. He had caught her scent between classes and every time he wanted nothing more than to follow it until he found her. Edward however, knows exactly what’s been running through his head. More than once on their way to the cafeteria, he sends Jasper a warning look. He isn’t sure if it’s irritation from Edward knowing every thought that passes through his head, or anger at his brother acting as though he has power over him. Stay the hell out of my head! Jasper thinks, glaring at Edward.
The minute they enter the cafeteria, Jasper knows that she’s here somewhere. He can smell that sweet aroma of her and his eyes dart around trying to locate her. Edward grabs his arm, drawing his attention back to them. “Don’t,” he warns.
Emmett quickly suggests that they get a table before the students around them notice that they are just standing there. They can all hear the murmuring around them, signaling that they’ve caught the attention of some of their classmates. When they take their seats, that’s when Jasper sees her. He recognizes her small frame, and notices the slightly hesitant look on her face as she’s goes about getting her lunch. He feels Edward kick him under the table but he pays him no attention.
He’s felt thirst before, but this is something new entirely. It’s more than wanting to feed. He feels a yearning and pull to her, something that he’s not felt before. It frightens him a little. Before she can feel his eyes on her, he looks away, so that he doesn’t get caught staring. “You’re being an idiot,” Rosalie says, shooting him a look over the top of her magazine.
“What?” Jasper plays innocent.
“We know you’re staring at her. Don’t be a fool Jasper, you’re better than that,” she ends the discussion.
He tries to be less obvious, poking around his lunch tray at the food that he wasn’t going to eat. Until that is, he hears the Jessica girl utter their name. At the same time, he feels a rise in interest coming from each of his siblings. One by one, they hear brief descriptions of themselves.
“Bella’s the brunette. She’s quiet and doesn’t really interact much. It’s kind of weird.” At this, Bella rolls her eyes.
“Edward is the one with the kind of crazy hair. He’s pretty smart. Him and Bella are like, glued at the hip. They’re always together. Rosalie’s kind of a snob. She’s the blonde. She’s dating Emmett, the big guy. I swear, he’s on steroids or something. He’s kind of dumb, to be honest,” Jasper snorts in amusement but covers it with a cough when Emmett glares at him.
“And Jasper is the blonde guy on left. Don’t even bother trying to talk to him. I’ve heard he’s got this really messed up past that caused him and Rosalie to get adopted by the Cullen family. Oh yeah, they’re all adopted, by the way. Dr. and Mrs. Cullen took them all in. Jasper and Rosalie are twins, but the rest are from different families.”
He knows he should stop listening, but he can’t help it. “And the creepy thing is that they’re dating each other. Like, I thought that was illegal, or something. It’s weird! Bella and Edward are quiet about it but it’s clear that they’re hooking up. Emmett and Rosalie are a little too open about it. They’re always making out by their cars after school. Jasper’s not dating anyone but then again, I don’t think anyone would want to. The guy’s a freak. Look at him! He looks like he’s at a funeral or something.”
Jasper raises his eyes and sure enough, locks his gaze with hers. If his heart was still beating, he knew it would be racing. He feels his throat burning as he drops his eyes, and Edward stands up. “Come on Jasper, I think you need some more fresh air.”
“I’m fine!” Jasper hand slaps down on the table as he looks back at him defiantly, aware that he’s brought attention on them.
Edward slowly sits back down but watches him carefully, clearly not comfortable with the thoughts running through Jasper’s head.
Despite feeling a slight unease like she, how to put this, might have been being watched when she first arrived at the school, the entire day for Alice had been boring yet also interesting at the same time.
Forks High School may have been a small school, but the poor Swan girl had still gotten lost until she met a boy. His name was Eric, and she thought he was pretty bubbly which was nice; so when he asked if he could do an interview with her for the school's news paper, she couldn't say now because she didn't want to dampen his kind mood. He had shown her to her first class, and thankfully led her to her second class; Gym Class.
During this class, she met to more people; Jesse and Mike. She had, unfortunately, hit a volleyball straight in the back of the head with a volleyball. When having run over to apologize, they introduced themselves, and Jessica came over and introduced herself as well. They both were a little.... Disturbing to her, they seemed to nice, in a way. Mike for a reason she didn't know; and Jessica maybe because she liked Mike...? She'd have to hang around them more to know for sure, though she had a feeling that's what it was. She could almost literally see them together.
Her third class had been her best, at least that what the short girl consider, to be the best so far, because she had made friends with this girl named Angela. She liked the girl, and she also seemed like the only sane person she'd met.
But, alas, that is how we are where we are now; It's fourth period, which is lunch time, and Alice is at a table with Eric, Mike, Jessica, Angela, and a few other people she'd met throughout the day though didn't remember the names of just yet.
Mike and Eric where having their own conversation, and Alice was talking to Jessica and Angela though she honestly let them do most of the talking; She was new, so she wanted to here what was going on around her by listening to the two females. Their conversation was pretty interesting, to say the least. She was honestly shocked to not here anything about teens being pregnant or something; it was an almost common topic at her school back in Phoenix.
Silently, the short, pale girl looked around the cafeteria to simply take in the look of the place, and nothing caught her attention... Until her eye landed on a certain cafeteria table. "Jessica? Angela? Who are they?" Alice questioned, gesturing in the direction of who she was referring to once looking back to the two females. both girls blinked, looking over, and Angela simply went back to her food as Jessica smirked and then spoke, "Them? They're the Cullens."
“Jasper, get in motivation, now!” Rosalie snaps, tossing his messenger bag at him.
He rolls his eyes and drops it to the floor, going back to his book. He can feel her irritation growing as her hands go to her hips. “We don’t all get joy out of being ogled all day Rosalie,” he throws a quick glance her way, a smirk finding its way to his face when she stomps out of the room with a huff.
He knew she would never admit it, but she loved the attention. She would mask it around the others, but he could feel her pride swelling with each lustful gaze from the boys she had class with. Of course he would never say anything about it. The last thing they needed was for Emmett to massacre a bunch of high school boys for checking out his wife. Then again, it would get us out of Forks, he thinks to himself.
“Don’t even think about it,” Edward’s voice pipes up, entering the room with Bella on his arm.
“We’re leaving. It wouldn’t be a good idea to skip three days in a row. We could cover for your ‘illness’ for two, but three is pushing it,” they both look at him, waiting for his answer.
“Go, I’ll take my bike. That way if I need a quick getaway I can just leave on my own,” closing his book, Jasper rises from the couch.
As his siblings get in to their vehicles and speed off down the drive, Jasper hangs back and stops to look at himself in the mirror. He tugs at his shirt sleeves to make sure they are covering the scars marring his marble skin. He didn’t need the quizzical looks from the other students, wondering if he was suicidal like at their last school. While the ones on his jawline and neck are still clear to him, to the human eye they are practically invisible unless they are close by him. And that was something he rarely allowed.
He drapes his messenger bag across his chest, shortening the strap so it doesn’t hang low while he rides. His bike is already waiting for him in front of the house, the pearl white Ducati standing proudly with his helmet resting on the seat. He slips it over his head and tightens the buckle, even though he didn’t need it. He was more likely to damage the road than the road would him were he ever to crash.
The ride gives him a last little bit of freedom before he’s exposed to the hormonal hallways of Forks High. He had made sure to hunt the previous night with Emmett, so he wouldn’t be so tempted during his classes. Still, it was hard enough sitting through period after period with the depressed, lustful and downright neurotic emotions mentally crippling him for hours at a time. They would almost become suffocating after a while, and he’d have to make a quick exit after each class to try and find some solitude before doing it all over again.
When he arrives to the school, he still had time to spare. He notices Edward’s Volvo and Emmett’s Jeep parked side by side, so he pulls in to the remaining spot next to them. As he pulls his helmet off, he hears the roaring engine approaching before he sees the large, decaying truck enter the parking lot. He stays still as the small girl basically jumps down from the cab with her bag, walking across the pavement without making eye contact with anyone. Without warning, Jasper feels his jaw tense and his chest tighten. He watches until she disappears in the school before dismounting the bike with a shake of his head. It was a new kid, so what? It’s nothing to overreact for. At least, that’s what he tries to convince himself as he follows her intoxicating scent from the parking lot in to the building, trying to control himself.
Alice sighed softly, looking around but still keeping her eyes on the road in front of her as she drew in her big, red Chevy truck. The truck was a bit old, and a bit noisy and she only got it yesterday, but she already loved it. She has just moved to Forks, Washington yesterday to live with her father, Charlie Swan; the chief of police. She wanted her mother to be able to move around with her new husband, Phil, while he tried to get a spot in major-league baseball. She knew it saddened her mother to have to stay home with herself while Phil wen ton the road, so she decided to move to Forks; the wettest place on the planet. But, she honestly found the place beautiful in it's own way just like Phoenix was in it own way too.
Alice has lived in Phoenix almost her whole life, but, she was as pale a sheet despite it. She never got tanned, but she was outside quiet a bit. Of course, She was lathered in sun-screen by her mother for the first 10 years of her life so her skin wouldn't get burned to bad, so that explains some of the paleness. Alice loves outside, built she just protects herself form the sun.
A few moment later the Swan girl smiled, pulling into the Fork's High School Parking lot. Finally here... She thought, she was a bit nervous though. It was about the middle of the school-year already and she was the short little pixie girl coming in new. She isn't really a pixie but she called herself that because she's only 5"0 exactly. Alice jumped as she parked her car and shut it off; it backfiring. Great, just what I need... She thought to herself as she saw a bunch of kids lookign over in the trucks direction. She covering her blushed face by putting her head against the steering wheel. And then a minute later she hitched her back up on her shoulder and got out of her truck.
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