A/N: I'm not the biggest Twilight fan, but I've read the books and been dragged off to the movies. This is my very first fanfiction, so constructive criticism is appreciated. I don't own anything… if I did the vampires in Twilight would not sparkle. XD
Jasper's POV
The teacher drones on about molecular structures as Jasper thinks.
He thinks quite often, mostly about: his thirst, his thoughts, his feelings, his family's feelings, current events, Alice.
He is thinking about Alice today.
Her short ebony spikes, her sparkling amber eyes. Her short figure. The feel of her skin.
And so on and so forth.
He thinks he should probably stop thinking about Alice. It just dredges up old memories that would be better off forgotten-now that Alice is dead. But telling Jasper to stop thinking about Alice is like telling humans not to breathe.
He probably couldn't do it even if he wanted to.
Today is the anniversary of her death.
September 9th. It's been seventeen years…
He remembers his face… the vampire who killed her. Blood red eyes, with hair to match.
A sudden feeling of hatred and rage boils in his gut. It's white-hot, like a poker has been plunged into his stomach- except the burning mass has always been there.
His body coils tight, ready to spring. His fist on the desk is clenched so tight that the knuckles are white.
He sees the poor student sitting beside him with a frightened look on her face. She can probably tell that he's dangerous right now…
Calm down! He thinks to himself. Edward was probably listening to his thoughts... if he hadn't before he certainly was now.
I'm fine. He thinks for Edward's benefit. For the past few years it has seemed like Edward had taken up Alice's duty of being worried about him; while it was now highly unlikely that he would drink from the random human, it wasn't such a far-fetched idea that he would suddenly get up and throw a desk into the blackboard.
That's what the rest of the family probably though, anyway.
"Sir, can I please go use the lavatory?" He hears himself asking.
"Go right ahead, Cullen. As I was saying…" the teacher continued on with his lecture.
Jasper got up from his seat quickly and left the room. He, of course, did not actually have to use the toilet, but some fresh air would be nice.
The school wasn't bad. The staff always referred to it as an academy. It made no difference to Jasper. All that mattered to him was that his family was comfortable and that they were living in a place that didn't get much sun. London, England was such a place, and where they were living right now.
I'm just going to go get some fresh air, he thought, so Edward would hear him and relax.
He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going, and bumped into a human girl, causing her to drop her stack of books.
"Sorry," Jasper said as he quickly gathered up her books in less than a second. He should probably have done it a bit slower, but the girl probably hadn't noticed.
He looked at her as he handed her the books.
And did a double take.
The girl was small and thin, with cream colored skin and short, spiky black hair.
A/N: I know it's a bit short… but the chapters will probably eventually get longer as the story progresses. Review and you will get cyber cake :P