I stepped out of my old truck onto the cold wet gravel I once again call home.

It's been fifteen years since I left my childhood town of Forks, WA and now I have returned to teach History at the local high school. My first class when by slowly, it was a freshman class so of course I had plenty of students who were in the wrong class. My second and third class we quiet similar to the first class but after lunch was different, those were my senior classes.

As the bell rang twenty or so students walked in but only one caught my eye immediately.

I could get used to seeing that face everyday.

There it is. This is my first Jasper/Edward slash but hoping it wont be my last Remember your words encourage me to write my own words love you all the next chapter will be up tomorrow.