Before Bella
Before Bella there was Jasmine
A/N:- I do not own the twilight books or the characters they describe no matter my heart (and my bank account) wishes I did.
A/N:- I do not mean any offence to Stephanie Meyer in my writing so please don't send me hate male if you disagree with what I am saying I just thought it may be an interesting theory.
Before Bella Came along there was Jasmine; so alike to her it was almost impossible, twins of a different era. He never would let Bella know why he fought against changing her, why he was so afraid when he had no other choice, he couldn't let her see him like that not in the way that Jasmine had.
"Hi, I'm Jasmine," the shy girl with the mousy brown hair whispered over the text book. He didn't quite know what to say, people normally kept away from 'his kind' though they never knew why they feared them they knew to keep a distance, obviously jasmine didn't know any better. He just shrugged, to talk to her would insinuate that he wanted to engage her in conversation, which he didn't, though this was the 4th time he had sat this course and the too many-th time he had been in this grade, he still preferred to keep his head down.
Over the incessant mumble of thoughts in his head and the dry burn in his throat was her. With a sent to test all his boundaries, all he had worked for. Her smell ignited an inferno in his stomach like non he had ever known as the plan unfolded, she would be his, though he didn't know it yet, the monster behind his golden eyes told him so, called him to take her. But how, to take her here was too obvious and to kill 23 other innocent people would be intolerable on his conscious, lead her out to the car; that wouldn't work either, someone would notice. She was threatening her own existence and his family's secrecy. Carlisle had taught him so well, to control his thirst, the urges that made him resent his own existence but she threatened to destroy everything, for him, Esme, Carlisle, Alice, Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett, she would ruin it all.
Why isn't he talking to me? Have I done something wrong? I didn't ask to be sat here. She was thinking rapidly now worrying about what she had done so wrong. It was natural that she wanted to be friends with him, maybe even more than that. Like the rest of the family he was hot. With deep liquid gold eyes and perfect hair and the body a super model would kill for anyone would have thought that he would have people falling all over him.
Lisa, the girl behind Jasmine leant forward across the desk to her. "I wouldn't bother, he isn't really a people person, are you?" she asked looking at the gorgeous boy, he just shook his head. "I am Lisa, you can have lunch with me today if you want, catch up on the gossip."
Jasmine wasn't sure what to say. "Erm, Ok, I'd like that."No you wouldn't He thought.
The lesson dragged to a close as she shifted her weight inadvertently wafting the air closer to him. His eyes were black now through hunger and stress. He gripped the chair hard and jumped as the wood crumbled in his hands. For the first time in his new life he doubted his strengths.
"Sir, I'm not feeling too good could I go."
"Your grades are good enough so yes." Before he had even finished the mysterious boy was out of his seat and halfway across the room thankful for the relief the distance provided on his senses.
