Hey Guys: This is the intro to my story. It's just dialogue, that will appear later in the story again. I hope you like my story. Jasper doesn't get enough attention, and he is my favorite, so I thought I would give him some. Enjoy. PS, the title may change. If you have any suggestions along the way, just lemme know.
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"I cannot sit here, ignoring these feelings any longer."
"Then don't."
"If only it were that easy."
"Be with me."
"I don't think you understand."
"I don't."
"I can't be with you. Because of what I am."
"And what is that? A Cullen?"
"That's part of it."
"What's the rest of it?"
"How I long to tell you."
"Why are you being so difficult?!"
"I'm not trying to be."
"Then stop! Give me one good reason why you can't be with me."
"I don't want to."
"You don't want to give me a reason or you don't want to be with me?"
"Either. Or both."
"Could you give me a straight answer, please?"
"I don't think so."
"You are being very annoying!"
"All for the better."
"Do you want to be with me?"
"No."
"Do you mean that?"
"Not in the least."
"Ugh!"
"Oh, how I wish you would understand."
"Oh, how I wish you would give me something to help me understand."
"You're cheeks are the most delightful shade of pink when you're flustered."
"You're just teasing me now."
"I wouldn't dream of teasing you."
"Can you please be serious?"
"No."
"Why not?!"
"It's my defense mechanism."
"I don't think I can talk to you anymore."
"Again, all for the better."
"I don't think I could not talk to you."
"And I you."
"You have me hooked."
"Hooked? On what?"
"On you."
"Oh dear, that is terrible news, indeed."
"Are you teasing me again?"
"I wish I were."
"Why do you hate me so much?"
"We already established that I don't hate you. Quite the opposite."
"Then why are you doing this to me?"
"Ah, but you are the one tormenting and tempting me."
"Good."
"Very bad."
"I hate you, Jasper."
"I wish I could say the same about you."
"Goodbye, Jasper."
"Goodbye."
"I'm leaving now."
"That is what the term 'goodbye' implies."
. . .
"Aren't you leaving?"
"I can't. I can't leave you."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to lose you."
"Don't be ridiculous. You couldn't lose me if you tried. Besides, I have you hooked, remember?"
"You're teasing me now."
"I am."
"What are you staring at?"
"Your cheeks are that perfect shade of pink again. But you aren't flustered anymore, are you?"
"No, I'm embarrassed."
"I know."
"You seem pleased."
"Very."
"Why?! Do you like embarrassing me?"
"Yes, I do."
"Why?"
"Anything to see that flush on your face."
"You're embarrassing me again."
"I must go. I shall see you tomorrow."
"You're leaving?"
"Yes, and so are you. You're mother is worried sick."
"How do you know?"
"I can't tell you."
"Don't start."
"Really, you should be going."
"Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't do. . . Goodbye, Jasper."
"Goodbye."
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