Chapeter 1
I looked at myself in the foggy mirror and saw someone worthless, a person whom no one cared for anymore. Sighing, i pulled the brush through my wet hair and put it up into a wet, messy bun. I pulled on my sweats and an old, much too big gray sweatshirt and quietly made my way to my bedroom across the hall. I live with my father Charlie, the police cheif. My mother sent me here because she 'simply had no time for things like me'. As she put it. She was too busy with her new husband Phil. I can't explain in words how it felt to hear those words from my mother. I went to sleep hugging my pillow to me and hoped that i would not have anymore nightmares. The real nightmare would begin tomorrow, the first day of my junior year at a new school. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
(JasperPOV)
Today was the first day of school, i was going as a junior this year playing one of the younger roles. I assumed there would be alot of gossip about the inhumanly beautiful new kids at school. I pulled on the first thing i could find, dark washed slim jeans, black vans, and a black sweatshirt over a white muscle shirt. I shook out my hair after a long shower and slipped on my worn out leather braclet with my name on it JASPER. It was my lucky braclet. my dirty blonde hair hung in front of my eyes as i made my way down to the first story where my brothers and sister sat waiting for it to be time for school.
Alice frowned when she saw what i was wearing. Alice was the fashionista of the family. She was wearing high heeled black boots with gray tights and a black sweater with a gold belt, her hair was in its usual spiky way. Edward, the poor fool, had been dressed by her, in his loafers, and kackie pants with a red sweater vest. Rosalie had on tight jeans and a red sweater with red pumps her hair hung in loose curls, she matched with emmett who was also wearing red.
I grimaced as the couples sat staring into eachothers eyes. Sometimes i really wished i had someone to do that kind of stuff with, to hold close and compliment her on her style of clothing and how she smelled pretty. Of course i would never admit that to anyone else, to everyone else i was fine on my own, happy even. And that was just the saddest lie. I looked up to see Edward looking at me, of course, he could read minds, he would have heard my rant. He patted my back on his way out the door with alice in his arms.
We rode Edwards Volvo to school, packed inside. When we got there everyone was huddled in little cliques whispering and gossiping, waiting for the first bell to ring. We got out and formed our own little clircle looking at everyone around. People where staring, and i could already feel the lust and awe as they stared. I looked around at the girls. They all looked the same to me, none of them had their own sense of style or personality. They where all copies, most of them had dyed blonde or gold hair, way too much make up caked on their faces and tight revealing clothes that where beyong sluty. I was looking for a girl who was different.
And thats when i saw her.
