Chapter One

Jasper POV

I awoke to the shrill sound of my alarm clock. I groaned as I read the bright numbers on the digital clock, 06.00, Ridiculous. Right now all the other children in the dreary town of Forks will be sleeping calmly, because they had normal lives. School doesn't start until 8.30, why would they have to get up so early? But my sister Rosalie and I have a far from normal life. I sighed as I slowly got out of my bed, sitting at the edge for a second to clear my head of sleep. Their was a light knock at my door,

"Come in, Rose." I whispered. Rosalie quietly opened my door and tip-toed inside my room, shutting the door behind her silently,

"Morning Jazz, I just wanted to check you were up." She whispered back, sitting beside me,

"Sadly, I am," I sighed,

"I know it sucks Jazz, but we have to get things sorted. I am just going to cook his breakfast. Can you tidy the living room? He left it in quite a mess." Rose frowned. I knew she spent a lot of time making the house look nice,

"Sure I will Rose. How bad is it?" I stood and walked over to my wardrobe, grabbing a pair of sweat pants and slipping then on,

"I think you should see for yourself." She sighed standing up and quietly leaving my room. I followed her, noticing she was still in her pyjamas. An odd thing for Rose to do, she was usually fully dressed by now. I crept slowly down the stairs behind Rosalie and almost fell over when I saw the living room.

"Oh my god." I whispered as I walked into the room more, fully assessing the mess. 15 empty cans of beer were strewn around the room, there was vomit all over the coffee table and smashed glass everywhere. I mentally kicked myself for buying glass beer bottles. I walked swiftly into the kitchen to grab some cleaning products from under the sink. I got bleach, air freshener, wood polish and a dustpan and brush. I stood up and saw Rose frying eggs, sausage, bacon and hash browns,

"Rose, where are the old towels? I need quite a lot for the table…" I gritted my teeth thinking about having to clean up the revolting vomit on the table,

"Oh use the towels in the bottom drawer. Just dump them after you've used them. Don't forget a trash bag Jasper!" I quickly grabbed the towels and a trash bag and started cleaning. I scraped the vomit into the bag using some of the towels, I gagged doing so. I poured bleach over the table, knowing this wasn't good for the wood and cleaned it, relaxing at the strong scent of the un-diluted bleach. I picked up all of the glass and dumped the empty cans. I sprayed air freshener everywhere before returning the products to the cupboard underneath the sink,

"That was disgusting." I said as I grabbed some strawberry pop-tarts from the cupboard and placed them in the toaster,

"I know, I would have done it myself but I really had to make the breakfast for him." She was anxious, I knew why but I didn't want to upset her by asking,

"It's okay Rose, I don't think it's fair if you do everything. We have to share chores." The pop-tarts popped up and I handed one to Rosalie before biting into my own. It burnt the back of my throat but I wasn't bothered. Rose put hers down on the counter as she served his breakfast and put it into the oven to keep it warm until he awoke. She ate hers slowly, walking over to the fridge and pouring us both a glass of milk. I gulped mine down,

"Do you want the shower first?" I asked her between gulps,

"No, you go first I think I will be a while in the shower." She frowned, I instantly understood,

"Rose, I tried to stop him. I am so sorry, did he hurt you bad?" Her eyes watered,

"Just some scratches and bruises, nothing I can't cover up." She said quietly,

"I wish it could have been me…" I told her,

"No Jasper! I hate seeing you get hurt. Go for you're shower! I need to start getting ready." I nodded, not wanting to push her any further. I quietly made my way to the bathroom. Turning on the shower and letting the warm water relax me. I quickly washed my hair and scrubbed myself clean before turning off the shower. I ran into my room and quickly dried myself, the air making me shiver. I picked out my faded blue jeans and blue shirt with a white top underneath it. As I dressed I thought of Rose's screams of terror last night. I thought of my step-dads eyes as I desperately tried to pull him off of my sister. I thought of the pain I felt when I realized I couldn't help her,

"Jasper, Hurry up! We are going to be late!" Rosalie hissed from behind my door, I snapped out of my trance at once and I quickly slipped on my black converse, grabbing my backpack as I swiftly left my room. I stood shocked at what I saw Rosalie wearing, tight black skinny jeans, grey high heels, a plain white v-neck t-shirt with a red belt tight around her waist and a grey leather jacket, her long blond hair carefully straightened,

"Wow Rose, you look beautiful." I told her as we walked down the stairs,

"Thanks." She smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes,

"So what car will we take?" I asked her. She was silent for a moment before answering,

"You, we will take you're car. I don't feel like driving." I nodded grabbing my keys and opened the door for Rosalie. We jumped into my black Mercedes. My step-father may be a monster, but he liked people to think he treated us well therefore we were both given beautiful expensive cars. Mine a sleek black Mercedes, Rose's a bright red Mercedes. The drive to Forks High School was silent. I sighed as we pulled up. I got out of the car and walked quickly to open Rose's door, as we walked to the office I couldn't help but feel awkward. Everyone was staring at us. I opened the door for Rose as we walked into the office. A small fat lady with bright red hair smiled warmly. We walked over to her,

"Hello," I said a sweetly as possible, "I am Jasper Whitlock and this is my sister, Rosalie Hale. We need our schedules." As I was speaking I heard several loud boys come into the office, I felt their stares and Rosalie clung tightly to my arm. I looked at her before pulling her into my chest protectively,

"Ah, yes. Here are you're schedules and maps of the school," She said handing me four pieces of paper, "And these slips must be filled out by all of your teachers and handed in to me at the end of the day." She said handing me another two pieces of paper,

"Thank you." I smiled before turning, with Rose still clinging to me, and leaving the office. I heard the boys follow us, wolf-whistling. Rosalie looked up at me, fear in her eyes,

"Hey, gorgeous, why don't you come over here and let me protect you?" one of the boys said loudly. I looked at him, he was huge. He had curly brown hair and gray eyes, I clenched my jaw,

"I am okay, thank you." Rosalie replied nastily. She pulled out of our embrace and grabbed onto my arm instead,

"Are you sure? I don't think lover-boy would be too happy though. Do you want me to sort him out?" He chuckled loudly, his friends behind him snickering,

"I am sure I would rather have hot needles stabbed into my eyes than go with you. And for your information, this is my BROTHER. You weirdo, leave me alone!" She hissed at him, I laughed at her words,

"Oh you think that's funny do you, pretty boy, well I will sort that!" He said loudly walking over to me I pushed Rose gently away from me, ready to fight. We were about to throw punches when suddenly,

"EMMETT!" a high voice screeched from behind me. I turned to see the source of the interruption, I gasped at the sight. A beautiful small girl was running towards us, dressed in a red knee length dress, black cardigan and gold ballerina pumps. She had beautiful deep black hair which was short and spiked out in every direction,

"Emmett!" She shouted again going over to the huge boy, and hugging him, "You are such an idiot! Don't annoy the new kids, you're so mean!" She screamed. I smiled at her,

"s-s-sorry!" He said to the small girl, he was genuinely sorry judging from the look on his face,

"Now go away." She smiled at him sweetly, "Go play football or something." She smiled again and he nodded, walking away, his friends following him. The small girl turned and looked at me and Rosalie. Rose was now simply standing beside me, fidgeting with her fingers, obviously nervous,

"Sorry about my brother's behaviour, he can be a little full of himself sometimes." She smiled at us, I smiled back. She had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, bright violet, almost fluorescent. I found myself staring at her,

"Hi, I'm Alice Cullen." The small girl grinned,

"Hi Alice, I am Jasper Whitlock and this is my sister, Rosalie Hale." I gestured towards Rose; she looked up and smiled at Alice,

"Oh, I have never met twins with different surnames." She stated looking back and fourth between me and Rose,

"Oh no, we aren't twins. Rose is 18 and I am 17." I laughed a little, Alice laughed with me. Rosalie blushed crimson,

"Sorry." Alice apologised,

"Jazz, I am going to head to class I don't want to be late…" Rose smiled at me,

"Okay Rose. I will see you at lunch." I hugged her tightly and then she walked quickly away, using her map of the school to help her,

"So Jasper let me look at your schedule." Alice grabbed it out of my hands and smiled broadly,

"Wow, you are in all of my classes!" She was jumping up and down with excitement, I found myself laughing at her,

"Cool." I said simply,

"Oh Jasper it will be great! We can sit beside each other in all our classes!" I smiled at that, I found myself somehow drawn to her,

"Okay, sounds good Alice, but what about the people you already sit beside?" as soon as I spoke she ceased jumping and was suddenly sad,

"I sit alone, nobody really likes me here." She frowned I suddenly felt terrible,

"Sorry Alice, I didn't mean to upset you. I think that everyone here is silly you seem really nice." I tried to comfort her, she smiled,

"Thanks Jasper. Come on we better get to class, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be late on you're first day!" She grabbed my hand and dragged me along with her. I smiled. Today would be great, as long as I was with Alice.

A/N: Okay so there you have it my first chapter! Sorry it's pretty bad, I didn't realize how hard it would be to write, its better in my head. Please review! Reviews rock! Be honest but nice. So I bet you're all wondering who 'he' is and why Rosalie and Jasper are so afraid of him. Well you've probably all guessed but whatever. I will update soon! Love, KatKalamity