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Jasper POV

Sometimes Jasper wondered why he was here. Not just in this class room but here in general. He was lonely, of course, being the only member of his family who hasn't found the person he wants to spend the rest of his existence with, and he often felt alone and needy.

Now, his family did help some, especially Rosalie and Emmet who always made him feel loved and cared about. But others, such as glitter dick and pixie-bitch didn't really help much with their self righteous attitudes and holier-than-art thou snobby attitudes.

Just as the bell rang signaling the start class, there was a loud tapping on the closed door right behind Jasper.

Jasper, sitting closest to the door, opened it, only to be shocked by the sight that met his eyes.

Here, in front of him, was a beautiful curly haired brunette, with a heart shaped face and pink full lips. She was a small girl, about 4'10", with womanly curves and legs that seemed to go on forever.

She looked up at me with a sheepish smile, before she spoke in the most melodious voice he had ever heard.

"Hi, I'm new. I'm sorry I'm late but I got lost." she said with a blush, and he couldn't help but wonder if it went all the way down her body.

"No problem. Mr. Tenet is pretty cool. He shouldn't give you a problem." Jasper said, as he opened the door wider for her to enter, and gave her a big smile.

He watched as she went to the front of the class to explain her situation to the teacher , and Mr. Tenet motioned towards him. At first jasper was confused, but shortly realized that the only empty seat in the class was next to him. He fought the urge to jump up and down in glee, and asked himself why this girl had him so exited.

She sat down next to him and he held out his hand.

"I'm Jasper. Jasper Hale." he introduced, shaking the small girls hand. "Hermione Granger."

He let the name roll around in his brain a bit, trying to remember where it was from.

"From Shakespeare right?" he asked. She giggled lightly.

"Not many people get that. But yes, my mom was a bit of a literature freak, although it does explain where I got it from."

"You like to read?"

"I love to read. There's nothing better than a book, especially one of those really old ones where you can just smell the history."

"What types of books to you like to read?"

"All of them. Every type of book has something different about it that could help you in some way later in life. They're just all amazing." she answered, a far off look in her eyes.

"Well, what brings you to our little town of forks?" she was just about to answer when a voice interrupted her.

"Hermione?" the boy asked.

"Mike?" the two embraced in a quick hug, making jasper feel a little jealous to her close contact to this other boy.

"Mikey! Its been forever, you've certainly grown up!"

"So have you mione1 What brings you to forks? You and the family staying with your uncle for a while?"

"No," Hermione answered slowly, measuring her words "My parents died in a car accident last month." as she said this silence fell over the room.

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