AN: Hey. This is a repost of a story that I pulled awhile ago so if it looks familiar that's why. There will be no beta (or attempt to be beta'd) and no schedule for this story. It's purely for fun and my need for some vampire in my life. I don't know where this story is going or how many chapters it is going to be. It will eventually be canon couples. Hope you enjoy (though I expect those hateful reviews, too)

BPOV

"I can't believe that we're actually doing this. Do you even think we can?" I asked Jasper, my best friend, confidant, and lover as we stood on the ledge of sleazy motel in New York City. We watched the people below dodge each other as the raced to their destination. New Yorkers were always in a hurry for no particular reason. If they only knew that I could end their life with a swift bite that could be mistaken for a kiss.

"I think we can. It'll be hard, but we've been in worse situations and came out on top. If it gets too hard for one of us, the other will be there to pull us out before things get out of hand," Jasper reassured me, running his thumbs down my cheeks.

I loved Jasper. His confidence in us – our abilities - was one of the reasons he was my everything. Every day since our reunion, he never let me forgot how strong I was – with or without him. He found new ways to apologize for mistakes that I had forgiven him for the moment he made them.

"We know it's time to move on. Forks can be another destination to check off our bucket list," he joked. "And a valid reason to change our appearance," he continued, while twirling my bright orange hair around his finger, using his smile on me – the one that always made everything okay.

"And what persona are you gonna take on this time?" I asked.

"Maybe I'll be a cowboy again. I haven't played that role since we left Texas and that was, what, seventeen years ago? That was fun. What about you?"

" I guess I'll do something plain like brown or blonde. Nothing fancy." I shrugged. I loved my hair but I couldn't keep it and hope to not stand out. We had done a little research on our soon to be home and Forks wasn't exactly the up and coming metropolis that welcomed those that looked different. We needed to blend and it was already going to be difficult with the physical attributes of vampires.

I loved New York because of the eccentricity that was accepted by the majority. When I walked down the street with my bright hair and mismatched clothes, no one looked twice. If I wanted to dress like a hippie, I was actually encouraged. I would miss the open-mindedness of the people we shared this city with. I was always a free spirit –which got me into trouble in my human days- and I wasn't looking forward to taming my ways for a city like Forks. However, I knew it was something we had to do if we didn't want to be found out.

Because of a bad decision I had made a few weeks ago, we had to leave. In my defense, the cop I fed on had it coming. He was supposed to serve and protect his community, not his drug habit. It wasn't my fault we shared a love for the same drug. His death, which then led to the exposure of his sordid activities, caused frenzy in the city. A lot of media exposure. While it was unlikely something like this would reach Italy, it wasn't a chance we wanted to take.

While figuring out where our next destination would be, Jasper remembered something his friend, Garret, had told him years ago. Supposedly, there was a coven residing in a small town in Washington living amongst humans. The area was supposed to have near constant cloud coverage making it a perfect place to easily keep our existence a secret. When I asked about the coven and sharing the territory Jasper had said that the coven eventually moved to Alaska. With the knowledge that coven wouldn't be around, I felt better about the move.

I grabbed Jasper's hand and led him to the other side of the hotel roof - the dark alley below us.

"You ready to dine here for the last time?" Jasper asked.

"If you're with me, I'll always be ready," I replied, cheesy as hell. "I love you." I stood on my tip toes and he bent down to meet me half way for a quick kiss. I was emotional about leaving the city that – more than it was actually aware of – had been so good to us.

He wrapped his long, lithe arms around me as we both jumped from the ledge to the dirty, dank alley. We landed softly on the heels of our feet as we did so many times before.

When we unwrapped ourselves from each other, we heard the angry exchange, behind the dumpster, of a man and woman – our next meal.

"I love you, Bella, but I'm so glad that this is will be the last time we do this."

Another reason why I loved Jasper – he sacrificed clean, pure blood in order to come with me to satiate my craving for the drug laced variety. Although it smelled and tasted off, I preferred blood that was laced with something like coke or marijuana. After I drained a drug user of their blood, I could always feel the affect of their drug of choice flowing through me. The feeling never lasted long, the venom was quick to burn the drug and its ingredients, but the quick high always felt great. It was quite the human experience.

Behind the dumpster was a prostitute, who I saw sniff two lines of coke off the dumpster lid seconds before we jumped from the roof. With her was her john, who only sniffed one line. That was actually the cause of their current argument – apparently she didn't like to share much.

Jasper and I walked around the massive dumper, quickly tiring of the pair's arguing. As the couple continued their verbal spat, Jasper loudly cleared his throat to get their attention.

"What the fuck do you want?" the balding man spat. We didn't answer, but continued to stare at the two sets of confused, angry eyes that stared back. When we were going to drain those that had participated in drug use, I always got the one who was more heavily induced. He never argued, though, since he preferred those who were clean.

I was hungry and playing with my food this time wasn't appealing. I let go of Jasper's hand and began walking toward the woman who was standing defiantly behind the man. She began to back up the closer I got. As I was about to pass the man, he grabbed my hand, stilling me. He wasn't strong by any means. In fact, I could have ripped his whole arm off by simply shrugging him off of me. What stopped me was the audacity this man had to put his hand on me. It never ceased to amaze me that when a person was high, their self preservation seemed nonexistent. Had these people been sober, they would have already been cringing and finding the quickest exist.

Before I could even give the guy a warning glace, Jasper was at my side with his fingers wrapped around the man's neck. The guy quickly let go of my arm as Jasper lifted him off the ground, kicking his legs, trying to free himself.

"You don't touch her," Jasper growled.

The woman, who was now pressed up against a brick building, was screaming. In one quick stride, I was in front of her, blowing my sweet breath in her face, momentarily dazzling and quieting her at the same time. I wanted to watch Jasper drain this nameless man. I always loved watching him eat. There was something so erotic about the way he would bit down on someone's neck and then wrap his lips around his teeth that would sink into his victim's throat. As he drank, his Adam's apple would softly bop up and down.

The best part, however, was when he was done. I think it was more for my benefit, but he always had a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. He would slowly, sensually, bring his tongue out and swipe at the loose blood, letting the last of it marinate on his tongue. Watching him eat always dazzled me.

After he had effectively drained the man, he threw the lifeless body to the ground, behind the dumpster.

"Bella, you gonna eat that?" Jasper asked, chuckling and nodding to the forgotten woman behind me. I shook my head of the lustful thoughts, promising myself to get back to them later. I turned towards the woman who looked afraid again. She was quickly sobering. I wanted to eat and get Jasper back home as quickly as possible. I went for her jugular first, killing her quickly. I drained her fast and placed her next to Jasper's entrée. When I was done making sure both Jasper and I were presentable, we grasped hands again and walked towards the busy night streets, blending in with the rest of the faceless people that prowled these streets nightly. Usually, we would have been more careful disposing of the bodies, but since it was our last night in New York, caution wasn't a priority.

When we reached our apartment in the village, we were quick to rid the clothes that stood in our way. Aside from eating, having sex with Jasper was my favorite past time. We dedicated an exceeding amount of time to have sex, forgetting about everything and everyone else. We would have quickies during the day if we just couldn't wait until night. Whether it was all night or just a quick fuck, we both had to be completely naked. Although vampirism did miraculous things to one's looks, I could tell that Jasper's body was beautiful before he was turned. It would have been a sin against God if it wasn't.

Deciding that the bed was just too far, even with vampire speed, Jasper picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. No foreplay was needed; Jasper already knew this. My arms and legs were a vice grip around his neck and torso. Freeing one hand, I grasped his hard cock and stroked it up and down, loving the smoothness of it. The purr that emanated from his chest served to turn me on even more, allowing the venom down below to flow more freely.

Needing him inside me desperately, I took his cock and easily guided it inside of me. He felt so good, like the sweetest blood quenching the most painful burn in my throat. With his hands on either of my hips, he helped guide our movements while I was still pressed against the wall. I felt the wall begin to crumble behind me with the sheer force of our hard bodies grinding together.

I twined my fingers into his blond hair, loving how the strands felt between fingers. The harder he pushed his body into mine, the harder I pulled on his hair. His head began to lull back, putting his pale neck on full display. I bit him softly, quickly licking and sealing up the small damage to make sure no mark would be left. I started sucking on the same spot. If he were still human it would have been an impressive hickey.

Because I was solely focused on the glorious feeling of him inside me and sucking on his neck, I hadn't noticed that he had walked us over to the couch. He dropped me gently and quickly flipped me over, entering me from behind. Although I loved watching and feeling his body when he had sex, this was my favorite position; allowing for a deeper, fuller feeling. It was primal and animalistic and felt completely surreal.

"Jasper…harder," I panted.

"I love looking at you when I fuck you like this. Do you like when I fuck you from behind, like an animal?" Jasper asked between thrusts.

"Fuck! I love it…I love it. Harder, Jasper." He listened to my request and started pounding into me harder and faster.

Jasper was trembling behind me. He wanted to come but was trying to hold back. He was selfless all around.

"Just do it, Jasper. I want to feel it dripping down my leg."

That did it. I heard what sounded like a mixture between a purr and a growl. He held on to me tighter and began harder, shorter thrust. After ten thrusts, he stilled himself, letting his venom fill me. He held me after; always a bittersweet moment and with Jasper being an empathy, it always made it better or worse. He rubbed his thumbs up and down the tear tracks that ran parallel under both eyes.

I grabbed his hand, kissing his thumb. "Don't," I demanded. He was projecting his guilt again and by now he should have known that it only served to double the guilt that I carried with me every day.

EPOV

"I can't believe we have to do this again," I complained. It was the start of another school year where I would have to play a junior. I've been a junior eight times already, and it never got any easier or pleasurable. High school was never fun. College was more bearable since it allowed more freedom in the course work and in the short time between high school and college the students matured greatly. Big campuses were also a plus.

"You complain every year knowing that it's not going to help. Just stop, already," Alice retorted.

"Well, it wouldn't be so bad if the girls weren't as hormonal as the boys. Would you like to know the position Newton was thinking about you in?" I argued back. Alice sighed, knowing that I had a valid point and not wanting to talk about it any further.

We were on our way to Forks High. I hated it, but at least Alice was playing the same age. She and I were close. I think Carlisle hoped that we would be each other's mate, but I never saw Alice as anything more than a sister.

"Emmett and Rose should be coming soon," I said just for the sake of saying something. Emmett and Rosalie were seniors and would be off to college next year. Last they spoke about it, they would be heading toward the jungles of Brazil.

We pulled into the parking lot of the school and found the same spot that I designated for myself our first year here. I exited the car and noticed that Alice had not followed. I walked around the passenger side and tapped at her window. She was having a vision.

"Well that's… new?" I said, after reading her mind. Unlike every other time, her vision literally blurry

"Yeah, what the hell do you think that was about?" Alice asked, confusion and irritation coloring her face. "It was like I was…being blocked?" She scratched her head unnecessarily. "I don't get it. That never happened before."

There was very little to her vision. I could tell it was in regards to two people; presumably the two new students that were rumored to be starting his year. One was a female and the other a male. Maybe brother and sister. That was it. There was nothing to be determined from her vision.

"What the hell are we going do?" Alice asked, quite confused.

"I don't know, you tell me. You're the one who sees the future," I replied sarcastically.

"Gonna do about what?" Emmett asked, coming from behind me.

"Alice can't see the future anymore," I explained, pissing Alice off.

"Yes, I can," she hissed. "I'm just having…technical difficulties right now."

"Maybe your antennas need retuning." Emmett went to muss her hair.

"Don't you dare," Alice seethed before he could make contact.

Emmett was about to reply with witty remark, but was interrupted by the obnoxiously loud rumble of a car entering the school parking lot.

It seemed that everyone on campus became intrigued by the vehicle enough to cease all conversation and watched as it parked and shut off. The passengers gracefully stepped out and met at the hood of the car.

Simultaneously, we all hissed. Their sunglasses could not hide their identity. Their scents wafted our way.

"Oh, damn." Emmett understood the severity of the situation.

"Do you think that's why your vision was blurry?" Rose asked Alice.

"It seems like the only rational explanation, but still. How…" Alice trailed off, unable to shake the confusion.

"You think they know that we live here?" Emmett asked.

"Probably not," I answered. "Why would they choose to share territory with others? Unless they're nomads and used to sharing living quarters."

"Yes, but…" Alice stopped suddenly. She was having another vision.

"Shit," I muttered as I saw the vision play out in her head.

"What?" Emmett and Rose asked at the same time.

"They drink human blood," I answered.

"Most vampires do." Rosalie commented as if I was the stupidest vampire on earth.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, but those vampires don't live here in Forks, genius." She took a step forward, but as held back by a chuckling Emmett.

"Anyway," Alice interrupted loudly, "they're going to feed tonight. We can't let that happen."

"I thought you couldn't see their future?" Emmett asked.

"I didn't see their future," Alice answered sadly. "I saw the victims' future."

"I haven't actually seen their future. I've seen the future of others that are involved with them."

"How did you not know about this sooner?" I hissed at Alice, unsure of where or how to direct my anger and confusion.

"Really, Edward? How the hell was I supposed to know to look out for vampires joining the student body. And I guess you've forgotten that I was also told to keep an eye out on James and his coven. And I guess that your feeble mind already forgot that I can't see their future. Give me a break," she replied angrily.

"You're right," I sighed. "Let's just go, we're gonna have to figure something out."

As we began walking in the same direction as the previous vampires had, I tried catching their thoughts among the hundreds of others that plagued me every day. I stopped short.

" I can't hear either of them."