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Jasper POV

"Get up, get ready, it's the first day of school!" Alice yelled, jumping on top of me.

I looked up at her, closed the book I had been reading, and smiled despite myself.

"Alice", I said, "we've been to over 50 schools, when will ya stop gettin' excited?"

"Never," she said with a smirk.

I leaned in for a kiss, but Alice jumped away.

"No time for that", she said, "we need to get ourselves dressed!"

She spent a few minutes rummaging around our huge closet and then threw an outfit on the bed. I put it on. She had picked out a pair of ripped dark-washed jeans and a red, black, and white shirt open on top of a grey tee. I put on a pair of brown cowboy boots and went downstairs. Alice was on the couch, flipping through a fashion magazine while letting her nails dry. She was wearing a black skirt with a white halter top, and a pink bomber jacket.

"Alice," Emmet yelled, coming down the stairs, "I need you! I can't make my hair spiky like yours!"

I looked up at Emmett who was attempting the "bad boy" look and totally failing. He had Alice's hair gel in his hand and was wearing a pair of black jeans, a white tee shirt, a black leather jacket, and black converse.

"You are not borrowin' ma motorcycle, Emmett," I said.

"Aw, why not." Emmett said, "You're my favorite broth…"

"You need me for more than just your hair," Alice cut him off, "you look terrible."

She ran upstairs, realized she had forgotten Emmett, came back down, picked up Emmett, and ran back up.

They came back downstairs a couple minutes later, Emmett looking much better. He was wearing the same jeans, but this time with a light gray long-sleeve shirt, a black vest, and a black herringbone hat.

"For his hair," Alice said seeing me eying the hat.

"To the cars!" Emmett said after a few moments.

Emmett, Alice, Rosalie, and I got into the jeep, while Edward, Bella, Renesmee, and Jacob got into the Volvo.

We got to school and Alice immediately took the lead, as she was the best at speaking to new people. We had figured out our roles on the way here. Rose and I were twins, we were Juniors along with Edward and Bella. Renesmee and Alice were Sophomores and Renesmee and Edward were brother and sister. Emmett and Jacob were Seniors, Jacob was boarding at our house and was Renesmee's best friend.

"Hello," Alice said as we got into the office, "we are the Cullens, Hales, and Blacks. We're new here."

"Oh", The receptionist said, in a sickeningly cheery voice "Hello, welcome, here are your timetables," she handed them to Alice, "and here is a map of the school. Have a good year!"

"Some people are way too happy," I muttered, as we left the office.

"Well, Jasper," Emmett said, laughing, "not everybody needs to be a depressed emo like you."

"Ow", he said when Rosalie hit him upside the head.

"Hey, but Rosie, it was just a joke."

We went off in our separate ways to class. I had Honors pre-calc with Emmett first. I honestly had no clue how he had gotten into this class, but somehow he had.

The next few classes; French with Bella and Rose, study hall with Alice, gym with Emmett, Bella, and Rose, lunch with my entire family, bio with Edward and Bella, and English with Renesmee and Jacob, were pretty uneventful. Just the usual introductions and some squeals from Edward and Bella because they had bio together right after lunch, you know, the usual.

It was the last class of the day, history, the class that I always enjoy the most, I was actually kind of looking forward to it. It was also the only class that all of us had together.

I was the first one to walk into the classroom, followed by my Alice, who was holding Renesmee's hand. The rest of my family and Jacob filed in with the other students and we all took the seats in the back.

The teacher, a middle-aged woman, came to the front of the class and quieted everybody down.

"Ok," she said, "I am Mrs. Whitlock…" I zoned out for a couple of seconds, Whitlock? "...by giving you a syllabus, but I'm not like that, we're going to start with analyzing a diary entry. Now, everybody pick a partner."

Alice had, like everything else, seen this coming and we had picked partners so that we wouldn't have a repeat of Alaska; it was the second month of my senior year in Alaska. Rose, Emmett, and I were in the senior Phycology class and were asked to pick partners for a project. Emmett and I immediately turned to each other, not considering the fact that every other boy in that class would be fighting over her. She ended up with a boy named Kellan. She hated him, saying that he reminded her of Royce, may that bastard burn in hell. He followed us home that afternoon, the next day we moved to Forks, the only time that Rosalie has ever moved voluntarily.

Renesmee and I had chosen each other, and surprisingly, Rose had not argued with me to work with her and instead had picked Bella.

Alice and Edward, who were working together, suddenly started to giggle (AN: yes, Edward giggling, imagine that) before I had a chance to ask them what they were laughing about, Mrs. Whitlock started speaking again.

" Today, we will be analyzing a couple of diary entries written by a Major in the Confederacy during the civil war. He is my great, great, great uncle. His brother, James Whitlock was my great, great, great grandfather."

I turned to Alice, who was laughing hysterically, trying to figure out why that name sounded failure.

"The name of the Major who's diary entry we will be analyzing is Jasper Whitlock...

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