Un-Civil War

Bella, a vampire (dun dun duuuuun!). Jasper, the Ex-Confederate. What happens when they meet in Forks after 150 years? Do they still have feelings for each other? Ed/Rose, Alice/Em, Bella/Jazz, Carlisle/Esme. (P.S. I suck at summaries!)

A/N

POV (Point Of View)

SOV (Start Of Vision)

EOV (End Of Vision)

Character's thoughts

I don't own Twilight! ~sniffle~ If I did, this would happen!

JazzPOV:

I was staring at the table, trying, without success, to block the emotional flood that I could never seem to get rid of. Anger, sadness, envy, lust, worry, sympathy, more lust...? What in the world is going on here?

"What seems to be the problem, Jazz?" Edward looked at me. Concern.

"Nothing." I sighed. "There just seems to be something...off...today. You know?" Alice stiffened beside me. The sudden lack of emotion from her told me she was in a vision. "What is it, Alice?" What is she seeing now? I'm not planning on going insane today. Alice...? "Alice?" I pulled her closer, breathing in her sweet scent. I'd never smelled anything like it. Well, not since her at least. However, she was long gone.

"It's nothing, Jasper. Just some plan for a food fight today."

Man, does she suck at lying or what? Not just because she was my mate could I tell. I sensed she was hiding something from me. Fright and concern...again. Edward had obviously 'seen' what Alice had. He didn't like it. Not one little bit.

AlicePOV:

"Something just seems...off...today. You know?" Jasper was always worried.

SOV:

There was a girl. No more than eighteen. Very bland. Brown hair, pale skin. She was sitting on a couch. Making out with a guy-also very normal, blonde hair, slightly muscular. Then going a little further. He was enjoying it. She was too.

:EOV

Nothing too bad. I got visions like that all the time.

You have no idea how bad the kids are here. Think of your High School, twice as bad.

Except... Edward. Did you see it too? He looked up at the ceiling, then back down at the table. Our code for 'Yes.' I looked up to see Jasper staring at me, a thousand questions in his eyes. "It's nothing, Jasper. Just some plans for a food fight today." Yes, nothing. Nothing except for the fact that the boy on the couch was Jasper. And the girl he was with... It wasn't me.

BellaPOV:

As a conservative lady, I never much liked attention. Especially when it was all directed towards me. Then again, I must have been a sight. Hmmm, the only girl around for miles in a dress that stops at a reasonable length? Yep, I'd say that had something to do with it. The other part was probably, no. It was about my 'exquisite' beauty. You see, when I had been alive, the men thought I was the prettiest thing around. Even the married ones!

I allowed myself a small chuckle as I walked into the doors of the school. I allowed myself another as I once again realized how much times had changed since I was human. I sighed walking down the hall, looking for the office.

Anyways, all the men wanted to... Never mind. A lady should never think such thoughts. I'm sure you get the idea. I shook my head and pushed open the office door. "Hello, my name is Isabella Swan. I'm the new student."

"Ah, Ms. Swan, come on in. Let me get you your slip so you can get to class." I nodded as the secretary behind the desk rifled through all her papers.

Wow...she needs to organize. I started to hum a familiar war song I had heard him sing many times, long ago. He would sing it to calm me, and it worked. Now, I hummed it when I was bored, or when I was searching for him. I never truly believed he died in the war. There was always a small part of me that hoped, and I kept humming.

"Ah, here you are! Your first class is Physics, Ms. Swan. Take a left at the corner here, and it will be the first door on the right." I nodded my thanks and left hurriedly, still humming. I knew he was here. I just knew it.

The teacher droned on and on. I didn't think he was ever going to stop. Thankfully, the bell rang, signaling lunch. I raced towards the cafeteria, anything to be away from the monotony of High School Physics v2.0! Excuse me when I say, I had to make a stop at the lady's room. My make-up was in dire need of fixing. I was one of the last few people into the cafeteria. Brushing my brown hair out of my eyes, I stood in line. I didn't need food, but it was good to blend in.

I sat down as far away from the jocks as possible. I really wasn't looking forward to being their next 'Mrs. November.' I scanned the room for any sign of him, avoiding the jocks' table, naturally. I resumed humming. I had stopped in Physics, only after being shushed by Mr. I-hate-new-kids. I had reached the chorus when my eyes fell upon their table. I hummed even louder, to be sure he heard me. His head snapped up at the familiar tune. I kept my eyes on him as he scanned the room for the person making the noise. Me. He was looking for me. When his golden eyes rested on me, he stiffened. I smiled sheepishly and waved.

It was him.

A/N

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