Ok I do not own Twilight All of those rights Belong to S. Myers. + this is my first story so I hope you all like it. Please review.
Chapter 1
Hope has come
Jaspers Pro.
One stormy day in Philadelphia, I was nervous I hadn't been use to being out in the open during the day, plus my eyes were pitch black and that scared me because that meant that I was thirsty. So I ducked into a small dinner.
As I looked around the dinner it was dark and I was a little happier, maybe no one would notice my eyes after all.
I headed to the bar and there she was a short pixie-like girl around my age 20 or so, she jumped down from the stool she had sat at and finished the last few feet that were between us.
"You've kept me waiting." She said her high soprano voice rang around the room.
"I'm sorry ma'am" I stammered my voice sounding off after her sweet musical voice. Then she held out her hand and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century I felt hope.
After taking her hand I noticed that it was the same temperature as my own hands and that only meant one thing.
There was a strong emotion coming off of her, a mixer of relief and annoyance and I did not understand ether.
The next thing I know she has me by the hand and we are running through the woods.
"Hay where are we going I don't even know your name."
She continues to run. "I'll tell you when we get to my place."
We got to a broken down house it had a moss covered roof, with misplaced shingles and cob webs every where. It looked like a house where a witch would live.
"This is where you live?" I said as to notice someone so tiny so beautiful could live in a house like this. So…so…so unlike her, although her clothes were not helping backing her up, they were grungy, brown, but I knew that was not the original color, rips in them as well. But who was I one to talk. I had a muddy shirt and trousers, with rips in them both in my knees and down. Along with rips in my shirt, big enough to see just some of the crescent shape scares that are all over my torso.
"Alice" she said.
"What? No my name is Jasper. Jasper Whitlock." I said confused. She just started giggling.
"No you asked what my name is. It's Alice."
"Oh right I new that" I said Oh great. I thought to myself.
