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A/N: The date of this story is correct for my alternate history, as described in my profile. Barbie
October 2010
Nessie five A/E fifteen, claiming fifteen, tenth grade
Jasper
The sense of fear was so strong, I nearly dropped into a crouch.
I had stopped at my locker to get a book; now as I walked to the lunchroom I passed the principal in the hallway. "Are you all right, sir?" I questioned, stop ping beside him. My eyes automatically scanned the hall way for anything that might be a danger, or per ceived as such by the human.
"What? Oh…ah, yes, of course."
"Are you sure? You seem…nervous." Petrified, ter rified, panic-stricken…but "nervous" seemed like something that even a human might have picked up on. I worked on calming him as much as I could without be ing too obvious.
He forced a smile. "It's nothing you need concern yourself with…but thank you."
"What is it?" I asked quietly.
He sighed. "Todd Evans is coming back to school tomorrow."
"Todd Evans?"
"Oh…I forgot you weren't here last year. He caused some pretty serious trouble last year…he's been in juvenile detention, but tomorrow he's coming back. I'm sure there's nothing to be concerned about, really. You'd better be getting on to lunch, Jasper."
I merely nodded, watching in silence as he contin ued down the hall.
"Alice," I murmured as I slid into my seat next to her, "can you get anything on Todd Evans?"
She blinked at me, and in a few sentences I ex plained what Principal McPherson had told me. "What kind of trouble is he planning?"
She closed her eyes. "Nothing definite yet…but he isn't happy about being sent to detention."
I exchanged a glance with Edward and Emmett. "So…should we keep an eye on him?"
Rosalie sniffed. "I don't see why it's any of our business…let the principal worry about his own prob lems."
"Rose, he was scared. As scared as if the whole Volturi Guard were coming for him."
She shrugged. "So he's overreacting about a teen age thug. It still doesn't make it any of our business."
"Hey, I'm in," Emmett offered.
Rosalie scowled and turned away from him. I could have made her feel compassion and concern, of course, but in the end, she would still be Rosalie. And she would be furious with me as soon as her feelings were her own again. I didn't really like using feelings to manipulate people unless I had to…especially my fam ily.
"That's all right; we can handle it without her," Alice assured us. She glanced toward the table where Nessie sat with her human friends. "And better not let Nessie help; I need to be able to 'see.'"
Edward growled softly, and Bella shook her head. I could well imagine their private conversation; overprotective Edward not wanting Nessie to have any thing to do with the bullies, and Bella reminding him that she was in no more danger from humans than the rest of us were.
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