Chapter 1: New start
Driving down the highway, towards my new home, I watched the last of the days light vanish from the sky. Luckily for me it wasn't raining, like the last time I'd come down. I had come down a few times over the last couple of months, bringing some of my tings each time. It was raining every time too, but I had an umbrella in the car, so I survived it.
I've always feared the rain, that's why no one understands my decision to move to Forks Washington, which was under a near-constant cover of clouds and rain. But that's the very reason why – the rain – I wanted to get over my stupid fear once and for all.
I'd grown up with the words of Hannah saying that we shouldn't hide from our fears, but take them head on. That was the only way we could move on with our lives. Who is Hannah you might be asking? Well, she was the main care taker up in the orphanage in Vancouver. She was like a mother to me, a mother I had recently lost. Hannah had become very sick, and last January it finally became too much and she passed away. My biological parents had died when I was about five years old.
The memory of that night is a bit fizzy, but the things I do remember haunt me every night. Doctors think my fear comes from that night because it had been raining then. But I knew it was something else, something like seeing their killer. I never told the doctors that though, they believed that they had died in a car crash. If I told them that I had seen the killer, who had rock hard cold skin and bright crimson eyes, which would end with me in a mental hospital. Thinking about that night, made me subconsciously start rubbing the long scar across my stomach, the only token their killer left me.
The fear of rain was so bad in the beginning that I would have a panic attack, later on the worse that would happen was hyperventilating and now I can walk in the rain with an umbrella at all times of course. I wasn't that that better yet, but hopefully soon.
I sighed as I pass the sign that said "Welcome to Forks", happy to almost be there. I've been driving all day and I was ready to get out of this car no matter how much I loved it. It's a Toyota Prius – the highlander – in silver. Today – or tonight – is Sunday, so tomorrow is my first day of school. I'm going to be a junior, but will be taking some senior classes, because I got some of my credits during summer classes.
Finally driving through the town, to the outskirts, I turn onto a small path into the woods. It's a small brown, two story house, covered in ivy vines. It has a kitchen, living room, two bathrooms, one master bedroom and two spare rooms. Turning into the drive way on the right side of the house, and turned off the car.
I reached over to the passenger seat, grabbing my green messenger bag and doing up my blue jacket. Opening the car door I dragged my way towards my new home. The boxes in the car would be brought in another time. It's late and I have other things to do. Fishing my keys out of my pocket, I opened the door and closed it behind me. There is boxes everywhere, containing things for the kitchen and living room. Upstairs was pretty much already unpacked.
I waved my way through the front room and up the stairs towards my bedroom. It's situated on the North side of the house facing the front of the house. My new room was a pretty good seize. The walls are currently white because I still can't pick a colour. I have a queen seize bed up against the wall with the window overlooking the front yard, and a black desk on the same wall as the door opposite the bed. On the right side of the room is my closet and on the left side is my currently empty bookshelf.
I'm too tired to go looking for some pajamas so I just strip off my jacket, grey sweater, black pants and wife beater and my grey knee high boots, and leave on just my under clothes.
Sitting on my bed – note to self; buy some new sheets other than these white ones – I take out my lab top out of my messenger bag. I promised Holly I would send her the work I had done when I got to the house. Holly is my boss and the creator of "Kit n' Kaboodle magazine" which means "everything" because the magazine covers all subjects. All I have left to do is some revisions and spell check and send it to her for the next issue. I've worked for the magazine since the beginning of high school. Holly use to volunteer at the orphanage and when she saw my writing skills gave me the job. She sends me subject she wants me to do research on and write a story about it or send me already written stories to correct because I'm very good at finding errors. After sending the e-mail I settle into bed and wait for sleep, just as the rain starts to por.
"Well this is what you wanted Alana" I whisper to myself as sleep drags me under.
Jasper's POV.
I was standing at the wall length window in the living room watching as the sun rose in the sky, announcing the start of another day of my immortality. The family was scattered around the house doing whatever they usually did before heading to school or work in Carlisle case.
In my opinion school was useless, mine numbing torcher that we repeat every decade. But we had to do it if we wanted to stay in one place for a longer period of time, so we posed as high school kids and Carlisle and Esme as our adopted parents.
Things were so much simpler in the beginning years of my second life, feed off humans, and avoid getting killed and move on to the next location. No pretending to be humane, no humane props, and no repeating high school. But I would never return to my old life in a million years. All the violence, killing, and constant guilt from all the innocent people I killed. Here I had a family, people that cared about my safety and wellbeing and absolutely no one trying to use me for my gift and nothing else.
I can feel and control others emotions. It can be useful in situations like when a group of people are angry, I can calm them down or if someone is feeling sad I can cheer them up. I don't like to use it very often though, I don't like to control others and take away their free will. I know too much how that can feel.
My gift can also have a lot of down sides as well, like right now with the lust coming from Emmett and Rosalie's room.
Emmett is very much like a brother to me but can be very over bearing and loud, always speaking his mind even if it was at the wrong time.
Rosalie and I pose as twins, which is fitting because; even though she acted cold and bitchy I know she could be sweet and caring and has a soft spot for me. All the women in our family do. My theory is that because of my horrible past they feel the need to protect me and help me adapt to the diet as best as I can. The guys say that it's my accent that as them swooning. I had to smile when they said that. It could explain why there always trying to get me to talk more and come out of my box.
"Jasper! There you are!" an angelic voice yelled running down the stairs.
Turning around I find my sister Alice with her usual exited expression. For someone her seize she always seemed to be bouncing around and causing trouble.
Alice had been the one who had found me in Philadelphia 1948, and brought me to my new family and life style. We are very close, and I love her and couldn't ask for a better sister.
"You were looking for me?" I questioned.
"Yes, of course I was. I wanted to talk to you" as she said this, a wave of mischief rolled off her.
"What are you planning, Ali?" I asked raising an eyebrow. She just waved her hand, blowing off my question and dragged me to the couch.
"Did you hear about the new students coming to school today?" she asked innocently.
I rolled my eyes. Of course I had heard about the new students coming today, it had been the talk of the town for weeks. The first one is the chief's daughter Isabella Swan, who lives – or did live – with her mother in Phoenix. The other girl is more of a new comer because she doesn't have any family here and no one really knows anything about her. I think her name is Alana Willowby, and they're both juniors. But why is Alice asking this? Sensing my confusion Alice said
"I've seen something in your future."
"Involving the new girls?" I asked. She nodded.
As the pieces of the puzzle started to fit together my shoulders hunched and I let my head fall forward into my hands. Only one thing could happen involving my an humane. One horrible outcome.
"You see my hurting them?" I ask in a broken whisper.
"Hurt who?" Rosalie's voice through the living room. I hadn't heard her come downstairs.
"Alice sees something in Jaspers future involving the new girls" Edward answered her. Hadn't heard him either.
"Oh, Jasper!" Rose cried wrapping her arms around me.
I couldn't feel them though, because all I could think about was that I was a failure. I thought I was doing so good, how could I slip? Would the family still want me here? What would I do then, go where?
"We would always want you here" Edward murmured from the kitchen door way.
I looked up to see Edwards's sober face. Damn mind reading vampire is always good at hiding his emotions, but I can still feel the underlying worry coming from him. It was hard to feel with Rose's emotions overwhelming me. Edward smiled at that thought.
"I never said you were going to attack or hurt one of them. I just said your future involes them." Alice murmured from beside me. Four pairs of eyes were on her at once.
"It doesn't always have to be the worst outcome" Alice defended herself.
"Did you acutely see him hurting them?" Rosalie asked. I cringed at the image forming in my mind. Me, holding the body of some faceless girl, her blood coting my lips.
"No, I just see it changing and affecting him someway" Alice shrugged.
"That's great!" Emmett boomed. "It means he might not kill her" always blunt.
"Right, so we will just stay close and keep an eye on him" Rose said more to herself than anyone else. "I have Spanish with him so I can walk him to his Biology and his Math. Emmett can walk him to lunch, than Alice can take him to History and English" she concluded
I hated when they talked about me like I wasn't in the room. And when they assign me babysitters for the day. It made me feel so weak and uncontrolled, like some sort of animal.
"Well, we better get going if we don't want to be late" Edward observed, walking out the door Emmett on his heels.
"Come on Jazz, let's go" Rose sighed walking out the door as well.
I sighed as well knowing today was going to be a long one.
"We don't have to go to school, just stay home and avoid it" Alice said softly beside me.
"No, I'm going to have to face it sooner or later" I said walking out the door to the car, hoping today wouldn't end with one less life in the world. Another life, soul and blood on my hands.
