Author's Note :: hey guys! wow, it's been a while since I've submitted any stories, huh? well, here we have a new one. Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all the characters from the Twilight series that appear here. I just own the characters of my own creation. and please don't yell at me for not doing a jasper x alice fic. I've wanted to do a jasper x oc fic for a really long time now, so I'm doing one. I'm a huge jasper x alice supporter, but I thought this would be fun.
the basic story of this is that jasper and alice were never really a couple. they've remained friends the entire time they've known one another. eleven years after breaking dawn, nessie is all grown up and the family moves down to a little town in colorado [and yes, it exists, trust me. it's just not necessarily the ideal vampire weather. but that doesn't mean I can't tweak things like that, now does it? nope!]. and so what happens when jasper runs into his singer at the high school here?
and sorry if the twilight gang gets a little OC-ish. I'm not meaning to, and I've tried to get them as like themselves as possible. but, of course, I've changed a few things as to be expected. anyway, enjoy you guys!
Step into the Full Moon
Jasper's point of view ::
A new town, a new house, and a new school. However, this town wasn't much different from Forks. Cloudy and dismal, nestled in a small alcove of mountains. But at least it was something new. I had grown bored with Forks. Durango, however. Durango was new and exciting.
At this new school, we were all playing the roles of juniors and sophomores again. Alice, Bella, Edward, and Jacob were the sophomores. While Emmett, Nessie, Rosalie, and I were the juniors. I can't imagine how strange it must have been for Edward and Bella to act as though their eleven year old daughter was a year ahead of them in school. Or the fact that she could have easily passed as a twenty-three year old at this point in her life.
As for familial ties, they remained relatively the same. We were all the foster children of Dr. Carlisle and Esme Cullen. Rosalie and I were the Hale twins. Alice, Edward, and Emmett were the Cullen trio. Bella and Nessie were the Swan sisters. And Jacob, that lone mongrel, was the newest addition to the family. Relationships stood at the same status as they always had been. Rosalie and Emmett. Bella and Edward. Nessie and Jacob. And Alice and I were the best of friends, as always.
The first morning of that school year happened to be on the Monday of the fourth week of the new trimester. And it passed by in an annoying blur. The two classes that I had, English and Chemistry, were full of having to introduce myself and talk about my family. And that was only the beginning. The remainder of the classes, I had to deal with girls, and the occasional boy, trying to flirt with me. However, I got lucky enough to be able to have both Edward and Emmett in those classes. Those annoying humans could faun over them while I concentrated on upholding my lifestyle as a vegetarian vampire.
Now. As for lunch, that was a completely different story. Lunch was nothing I would ever have expected or wanted.
We walked into the cafeteria and everyone stared. Now, that was nothing new. It always happened and was to be expected. However, out of all the students eating in the cafeteria that day, one lone face stood out against the crowd.
And I could smell her from across the room.
Andy's point of view ::
You know, I really hadn't expected much from that snowy day on the fourth week of the second trimester. Everything seemed just as normal as it had on every other day with everyone was talking about the required amount of high school drama. Me, of course, I just hung around my best friend and remained silent until the bell rang, signifying that we had to get to class. I gave my friend one last hug before disappearing into my first period art class.
When I got there, it was all too obvious that something was up. The class was way too animated for a Monday morning. I set my bag down by my normal solitary position at my table. Taking my seat, I listened quietly to the chatter around me. Apparently, there was a new family in town and their eight kids were at school today. Damn. Eight kids? That was friggen insane.
A few seconds after the first bell rang, a tiny girl with short black hair that stuck out on all sides and incredibly pale skin flitted into the room. She was, by far, the definition of cute and beautiful all in the same body. She watched me curiously as she walked towards the teacher's desk, yellow pass in hand and golden eyes flashing.
The new girl introduced herself as Alice Cullen, and spoke briefly about her large family. Apparently, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen had fostered and adopted all of her 'siblings'. Alright, so maybe eight kids wasn't so radical as I first thought it was…now that I knew that they were all adopted, of course. She talked about how they had moved here from Washington and how she was excited for the school year. That brought a smile to my face. Wow. Someone actually excited for school? Nice.
After her little speech, Alice came to sit at my table, in the seat across from me. She smiled at me softly, though that smile didn't quite reach her eyes. Almost, but not quite. For the remainder of the class, we remained in silence, listening to the teacher ramble on about that week's goals. I could feel the girl's eyes on me often and when I looked over at her to catch her at it, she didn't make a point to look away. She merely smiled softly and continued to watch me, making me feel just a little bit uncomfortable.
Class ended and I gathered up my things, slinging my bag over my shoulder and making for the door and a quick exit.
"Hey, you're Andrea, right?" Alice asked, suddenly appearing at my elbow and walking out with me. Gods, she was tiny! She couldn't have been any taller than five-two. If she was even that. I felt like an absolute giant next to her, being just over five-ten myself.
"Yeah. Um… it's Andy, actually. Alice, right?"
"Yep, that's me. Alice Cullen. It's nice to finally meet you. I'm sure we'll be good friends." She smiled at me and I went to open my mouth to oppose her statement of us being good friends when she cut me off before I could get so much as one breath out. "You smell absolutely wonderful, by the way." Her voice was melodious and flowed its way down my spine and into the depths of my bones. I noticed, then, the sure power of knowledge and knowing what I did not in her voice. And I couldn't continue to deny the fact that she had declared our future friendship. Despite the doubts that I had.
"Um…thanks…?" I stated softly in reply to her compliment, not quite sure what to make of it. Hell, I wasn't quite sure what to make of her in the first place! I watched her disappear into the crowd quickly and gracefully. I kind of envied that grace that she had. I was probably one of the least graceful people on the face of the planet.
I sighed and ran a hand through my short black hair before making my way to my French class. I took my seat next to my best friend. He smiled at me and made my heart, unwillingly, swell and race far ahead in the way that your crushes make you feel.
"So have you met any of the new family that everyone's been talking about?" He asked, curiosity added to his indifference.
"Yeah." I nodded at him, bangs falling into my eyes as I did so. "One of them is in my art class. She's ridiculously pretty and I'm kinda jealous…" I admitted, moving the bangs off to the side of my head, careful not to catch the faded streak of pink that hung on the opposite side of my head.
"So I've heard about all of them. They're all foster kids, yeah?" He muttered. And when I nodded my answer, he merely nodded back and then fell silent once more through the remainder of class. His lack of trying to boost my self-esteem touched a sore spot on my heart, making it throb with anguished desperation.
After class, we walked together into lunch, taking up our usual seats at one of the back tables. A few of his other friends, and my acquaintances stopped by momentarily to greet us and chat a bit before moving on. You see, while everyone else had their little groups of friends, I simply had Aiden. I'd been through enough betrayal and deceit in my life to not care about wanting any other friends. I had Aiden, and that was company enough for me, the only company that I've ever really needed.
Everything was going on as it normally would have. Until the Cullen family all walked in together. Until my eyes caught the sight of Him.
Jasper's point of view ::
I had grown use to the gathered, bland smell of humans once more over the eleven years since Bella had become one of us. All the humans now, for the most part, smelled the same. I mean, sure, they had their differences and each human's smell was unique to them, and still rather tempting, but they all just gathered together to create one massive, rather unattractive one. When Bella was a human, I remember that she smelled delicious. Her blood was incredibly tantalizing to me. And she was Edward's singer. Not mine. I had never really put much thought into how she must have smelled to Edward himself. Or how much it truly sucked on Edward's self-control, even though I could feel it when I was around them both. That deep desire to kill and have that blood for your own. Smelling the wine but not partaking in the tasting of it. And I certainly had never thought about what it would be like to have to experience that terrible thirst first hand.
So when I passed her on that first day, the only one in the room who wasn't staring us down, I was pretty sure I was going to go insane from the smell radiating off of her.
I stopped dead in my tracks, watching her and hating the part in me that allowed my desire to rise. That part in me that told me to pounce and sink my teeth into her flesh. Alice ran into me, knocking me out of my slight trance just a little bit.
"Jasper! What the –" She muttered before turning a blank stare my way. Her tiny hands grabbed t my arm and pulled me swiftly away, planting me in my seat as soon as we had reached our table. It was, more than likely, a very good thing that she had intervened.
Andy's point of view ::
I tried my hardest not to stare as they all walked by. Six of them walked in pairs while Alice and a gorgeous blonde boy stood alone, slightly behind the back of foster children. I would have gladly greeted Alice, had she not taken a hold of her brother's arm and dragged him away. I wondered quietly why he had stopped in front of my table.
I was certainly nothing special.
But all the same, disappointment flooded through me while I turned back to my food. I shrunk back into my little shell, letting the hair that defied my placement of it fall over my face. I was incredibly unsure as to why I felt that reaction towards Alice stealing the golden-haired boy away. And I found it unsettling.
"You okay, Andy?" Aiden asked, turning to me with a worried expression upon his face. I nodded silently and chanced a glance over to where Alice and her family all sat around a round table. The gorgeous blonde boy was watching me quietly while Alice chatted animatedly to the dark-skinned boy next to her.
Aiden had to have followed my gaze. Because when I turned back to look at him, he was grinning at me one of his most devious of grins. I had a very bad feeling about that grin and where it was going to lead me. "C'mon, Andy. Let's go introduce ourselves to the newest additions to DHS. Shall we?" He grabbed my hand before I had a chance to protest. Heaving me out of my chair and onto my feet, Aiden began dragging me behind him towards the Cullen family's table.
"Aiden! What the hell are you doing?!" I growled at him under my breath as I stumbled along in his wake. I tried to pull my hand from his grasp, but by the time he gave in and let me go, it was too late.
