My First fanfic... please review :)
Title - My Pixie
Summary - Jasper, while watching Alice prepare for the graduation party, reflects on how lucky he is to have his little pixie.
Jasper's P.O.V
I watched her dance around the room, setting up lights and doing everything possible to make our home resemble a night club. All I could think was that any man would be lucky to have her. Then I remembered. I'm that lucky man. I don't know how. I don't know why. All I know is that I love her, and that's exactly how its going to stay, forever.
Unless this newborn army gets to her. They've created a huge problem in Seattle, murdering so many humans. Humans who had lives, happyness and futures. Not anymore. And, although my Alice is a vampire, who's strong, smart and a reasonable fighter, with her ability to see the future acting as a helpful tool, I can't help but be worried. I would do anything for her, and I will NOT let her be killed by some unskilled newborn who just got lucky.
There's that word again. Lucky. My whole existance seems to revolve around the word luck. It was luck that I found a friend in Peter. Luck that he decided to come back for me. Pure luck that Alice found me. Bad look that the head pervert (Emmett's idea of a nickname for Edward) just walked through the door with Bella, and had obviously heard most of those thoughts.
Why Obviously? Because he smiled as he saw me, and said "You must be Irish with your luck." He grinned, pleased with his pitiful attempt at humour. "And relax, Jasper. Alice can look after herself."
With that, both Bella and my Pixie looked between Edward and I, giving out waves of confusion. "What are you talking about?" Bella asked Edward. I glared at him, knowing I'd probably get a lecture from Alice if she found out I was worrying about her again.
'Please don't tell. Alice will never shut up.' I begged silently. Edward just nodded to me and told Bella that it doesn't matter, though i've got a strange suspicion that he'll tell her later. Oh well, it doesn't matter as long as Alice is kept happy.
As Edward and Bella went to look around, admiring my Pixie's work, I added another piece of luck to my list. My family. They love me, and I love them. Apart from Emmett. Especially Alice.
My Alice. My pixie.