Hmmm? I know Alice wouldn't be this way in the real story xD
Anyways, enjoy and REVIEW!!! Mail me with Ideas and tell me stuff and chatt. I've been busy with school and I'm postponing some ideas cause this one struck me ;) now I'll go on about 1nce a day and stuff. =D Bye! =D Sorry Cherry =P ill get it done Dx
JPOV
"Haven't you got anything better to do, like actually find a girlfriend?" Rosalie asked me, snickering.
"You know, all the girls at our high school are stupid." I replied, trying to concentrate on my homework.
Suddenly, my phone rang.
" Hey, Jasper, it's Emmett. Can you come over? Hah, my homework needs help, and guess who I chose? Come over here in 10 minutes, or else you WILL get killed." He clicked the phone off and I sighed.
"What's wrong?" Rosalie asked, her thin blond her falling over her shoulder.
"Emmett, that's what's wrong." I rolled my eyes and went outside.
His house wasn't that far, about 5 minutes away. As I passed by an alley, I saw a girl sitting there.
"Um, are you okay?" I ran over to her, I knew she wasn't.
"Hmmm? My name is?" She replied, her wide eyes staring back at me. She looked like she was hurt and she had bruises and cuts.
I pulled out my phone and called Emmett.
" Hey Emmett, I got a detour."
" What kind?"
" A girl is here, and she's hurt. Can you get your dad to examine her when I bring her to your house?"
" A girl?" Emmett sounded shocked.
"Um…"
"Okay…. come over sooner or later, alright? My math doesn't write itself." He hung up, and I turned my attention to the girl.
She was pale, but not too much. She was like a porcelain doll, and her hair was in a pixie style.
"Um, what's your name…" I asked, kneeling beside her.
" I don't know?" she looked happy to see me.
I realized that she had a bracelet on her wrist. It consisted of silver beads, and on each of them it spelled a letter.
Alice.
"Alice…" I murmured to myself.
"Alice? My name?" She replied. That's when I realized she must've lost her memory.
"I'll call you this for now."
I held out my hand for her to stand up. She grabbed it and stood up.
When we got to Emmett's house, I just handed him my sheet to copy off.
"She looks healthy, aside from the cuts and bruises. And she has severe memory loss. Maybe you can take care of her, Jasper?" Carlisle questioned, while examining her arm.
I was in shock. I expected him to take her to the police station. I didn't want to become some 17-year-old "parent."
Alice sat there, looking around curiously.
But it wasn't any use to decline Carlisle's offer.
"Sure…." I realized what a big mistake I was going to make right when I said it.
I would have to feed Alice, and buy clothes for her…. what the heck did I just do?
Rosalie heard, because somehow she was at their house too.
We headed home after, Alice walking by my side the whole entire time.
"Rosalie, do you have any extra clothes for Alice?" Alice looked up. She was a little short.
" Sure. Alice can come to my room when we get home." Rosalie was busy looking at her nails.
After feeding, giving Alice clothes, (which she looked at confusingly,) and applying gauze and bandages to her cuts, she looked somewhat happier.
"What's your name?" she asked, gazing at me.
"Jasper."
"Jesper?" She pronounced.
"No, Jasper."
"JESPER!" She nearly yelled, and made Rosalie glance up from her laptop.
I rolled my eyes.
Being with Alice was really a lot of work.