Bella
As I turned into the bathroom, I felt a hand encase around my wrist. I was pulled back a few steps. I threw Jasper a heavy glare, which he responded with an innocent beam. I rolled my eyes and snatched my wrist away from him. He let his hands fall to his sides. I shoved his chest back and he stumbled a few steps.
"Don't come in here!" I shouted, "It's the girls' restroom."
"Roger." He nodded solemnly then leaned against the wall outside the room, crossing his lean arms across his chest. I stared at him, slightly curious and upset. Was he going to wait until I was done? He voiced my thoughts, "I'll wait here." When I didn't reply, he peered at me, "Or I could help you."
I sputtered, my cheeks heating up, "I can do it by myself."
A mischievous grin spread his lips, "Are you sure?"
"I-I don't even know you!" I crowed, "Go to class." I leaned against the wall and banged my head against it with a grunt of exasperation. I didn't hear him move.
"You said you would show me the classroom." He replied easily.
I hesitantly walked out, reminding myself that I didn't even need to pee. Jasper stood there confident. He was dressed in an open white button up that was rolled up to show his wiry, tanned muscles with a dark navy t-shirt under. Possibly to casual to impress the girls of Forks High School, but I couldn't stop staring at his defined body. When he saw that I had shown myself, he smiled happily, like I had given him a gift. He tucked his hands in his pockets. "So, where to next?"
I rolled my eyes and walked past him. He followed me, "Why're you following me?"
He caught up with me easily, matching his long strides with my short ones, "I need to get to class. I don't want to be termed as a delinquent on the first day." He was annoying me. I could already tell we weren't going to get along. He was too cheeky, too knowing, too…I don't know! He was a frickin' boy and obviously had a problem with personal space.
We continued to walk and just before we reached the Art room, my foot slipped and flew from under me. I gasped, waiting for the impact. Strong arms pulled me up and my back landed softly on the hard chest. Jasper chuckled and glanced down at me with amused eyes.
"Clumsy." He commented before gesturing with his chin. I followed his gaze to see the bright yellow wet sign and blushed. I hadn't seen it at all. I was entirely too focused on him. We had to go around the next hallway. I moved out his hold and walked towards the other way. He followed me once again. After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Can I ask you a question?" He was entirely too close. I could feel his breath on my cheek.
"Just did." I retorted, dragging my fingers against the cold locker doors.
He contemplated this, quiet for a few more seconds until, "Can I ask you another question?"
"Just did." He gripped my arm, forcing me to stop.
"Do you even know where the class is?" He questioned.
"Of course I do! I've been going to this school for four years now. I wouldn't just lead you around aimlessly." I told him. He nodded.
As we neared the classroom, he seemed to get quiet. When I opened the door, the teacher paused in mid-teaching, the girls stopped whispering, the guys stopped giggling and throwing paper-balls and Alice shot her head up, just as everyone else in the classroom. I sighed heavily, my shoulders drooping, while the class darted their eyes from me to the handsome stranger next to me. The girls seemed to fix themselves almost instantly; hair was fluffed, teeth were checked, legs were exposed, lips were glossed, and eyes widened when he didn't even move. I peeked at him from the corner of my eye. Usually, when a new student got into class, they would literally shrivel up and die from the amount of stares. Jasper was completely calm; hands in pockets, his posture slightly slouched, and his eyes bored as he took in the scene. The girls took notice too.
Jasper walked to the front of the classroom and greeted the teacher with a smooth voice, "I'm Jasper Hale and I'll be in first period class."
The women teacher stared at him, wide eyed and blushing. She smacked her hands to her cheeks, as if to hide the rushing blood, and smiled, "Yes, yes, of course! Pick any seat, Mr. Hale."
He looked at the class for about one second before he turned his attention back on me, "Which one is yours, Bella?" There was a keen of silence when he said my name. I froze as all the glares fell onto me, girls gnashing their teeth, like I had called dibs on him or something. Ohmigod! Was he trying to get me killed?
Alice frowned, her eyes wide with curiosity, '?'
I cautiously stepped into the room and walked through the back aisle to get to my seat. Lauren practically growled when I passed her and Leah snorted before slipping back her long, straight black hair, turning her nose in the air. I rolled my eyes and sat down in my seat next to Alice. The empty seat next to me was the only thing keeping Lauren and Leah from attacking me. Jasper sat down in the chair and placed his backpack on the floor. He appeared in complete ease, cupping a hand under his chin to stare at the board, where the teacher was demonstrating how to draw the petals for the crimson rose. I couldn't focus on my work with him sitting there, jaded, and the girls around me darting their eyes between me and him.
Alice poked my side and gestured to the guy next to me, '?' she repeated.
I sighed and turned to Jasper. I gripped his shirt and he glanced down at me, "This is my friend, Alice."
He turned his piercing grey eyes on her and she stiffened, "Hello." He greeted easily.
Her blue eyes widened and she grinned big before holding up her board, 'HI!'
He didn't even seemed fazed by her non-taking and instead saluted her with a small smile before returning his attention to my painting. I hadn't even started, Nice rose, Bella."
I glared at him, "If it wasn't for you, I would've finished." The bell was about to ring in a few minutes. I heard a pencil drop onto the floor and Lauren smirked viciously at me.
"Oops!" Leah suddenly squealed loudly, overdoing it a little too much, "I dropped my pencil." She reached down to get it, and since she was the head of the cheerleading squad, I would've thought with her long limbs and flexibility, she would've gotten it, but nope. Jasper, being the idiot I already knew he was, reached down and swooped up the innocent writing utensil. I shook my head. He had fallen for their trap. Once he gave it to them, they would sink their claws into him. He handed Leah her pencil with a bland look and she took it, beaming brightly, "Thanks so much! You're really a lifesaver," Really? All he did was pick up your pencil. Would he be frickin' Superman if he caught your notebook? "Since I owe you," she glanced under her long lashes then back up with those slender, seductive hazel eyes, "How about I walk you to your next class?"
Jasper stared at her for a long moment, "How about no?"
Everyone in the class froze as Leah flinched away, her eyes wide with shock. Her mouth actually fell open while Lauren almost fell out of her chair. I had never heard Leah or Lauren be rejected before. I couldn't stop myself. I chuckled and they both snapped their heads to me as I tried to rein control over my mirth. Jasper's monotone voice made it even funnier and the way he stared at them with uninterested eyes made my lungs feel like they were going to explode.
Alice was able to stay under control and smirked, 'Well, that was surprising.'
The bell rang loudly and Jasper grabbed his bag, slinging it over his shoulder casually as Lauren and Leah sat there, complete statues. Alice skipped to the door while I reached for my own backpack when another hand beat me there. Jasper handed me my belongings and smiled softly at me.
"How about I walk you to class?" He used Leah's line with a searing gaze.
My breath caught in my throat. Was he serious? It wasn't like I didn't have my own group of guys who flirted with me. There were about five. And it wasn't like I was the prettiest in the bunch. Why would he want to do that? Was he teasing me or just repaying me for helping him out? Either way, I wasn't going to fall for any of his Southern-Boy-Meets-Girls plan. I snatched my things away and glared at him wittily.
"How about no?" I strode towards the door where Alice was still standing, a surprised look on her face. She smiled sweetly at me and gave Jasper a goodbye wave. He held up two fingers and smirked at me with a glint in his eye.
XOXO
"He must have a death wish!" Victoria commented at the lunch table, sticking the pudding in her mouth. She sucked on the plastic spoon for a while before she shook her head, her wild red curls dancing around her, "The whole school's talking about you, ya know?" She jabbed her spoon at me with a disappointed frown, "'You denied the sexy beast known as Jasper Hale'."
I grimaced and fingered with my sub sandwich, "Sexy beast? Well, he definitely wasn't sexy and he didn't growl one through class." I was lying through my teeth. He was cute. I couldn't help but stare at him. Alice pouted and bit into her pizza.
'Doesn't he have this lunch period? Where is he?'
Edward sighed heavily, placing a fist under his chin as he glanced away, uninterested, "Who cares?" His tone made us all snap our heads around to stare at him. I had never heard him so annoyed. Usually, he was a pretty cool guy, never getting angry over silly, petty things. He shifted uncomfortably under our stares, "I'm just worried about you three; getting hung up over some guy."
Alice sputtered, 'I'm not crushing on him!'
"I have James." Victoria snapped at him and glanced at said guy across the lunchroom. James was handsome, in that type of rugged-bad boy way. His hair was always gelled back and he had a tongue ring. He was always dressed in black and always surrounded by girls. How could Victoria possibly fall for a guy like that?
Edward looked at me last and I realized I hadn't answered, "Dude, you know I don't even date, not to mention, he was a total perv."
Victoria rolled her brown eyes, "Only one flaw. This just proves my theory." She crossed her arms over her chest, grinning wickedly.
"What theory?" Edward asked.
"Of Bella being a lesbian."
My mouth fell open and I sputtered in shock for a few seconds before knocking over her pudding cup, "I am NOT a lesbian."
She shook her head, "You haven't dated since middle school, and it was in the sixth grade. Proves lesbianess!" She held up a finger with pride.
'That's not a word.'
Victoria glared at Alice, "It came out of my mouth." The bell rang loudly and we all grabbed our things. Edward walked closely to me, more closely than usual. When we parted at Biology class, he mussed my hair and offered his famous crooked smirk.
XOXO
"Are you staying for the Student Council meeting?" Victoria asked me and Edward as the final bell of the day rang. Edward nodded.
"After I drop Bella off at the library." He replied.
"I can't go. I have work today. Aro wants to move the old World War II out of the bottom floor." I had gotten a job recently at a local library. It paid pretty well and was quiet most of the time. We had many customers and most were kind enough to give me tips. I finished doing my makeup, making sure to give one more touch of mascara.
Victoria looked shocked, "You actually got a job?"
I flashed her a look, "What's that supposed to mean?"
She looked at the ceiling, "You're just really lazy; always sleeping and eating. I don't know how you're so small. Anyways, Jane is going to be mad. She doesn't like when you miss the meetings. We still have to go over prom and the yearbook. Hard cover or paper…?"
"It doesn't matter," I said as I grabbed my Biology book and Spanish notes. "C'mon." I slammed my door closed, grasped Edward's hand, and took off towards outside. It was raining. Edward took out his umbrella while I grabbed mine from my bag. "Umbrellas first appeared in China about 3000 years ago. In ancient China and Egypt, umbrellas were considered symbols of rank. Important people often had umbrellas, covered with leaves or feathers, held over them by servants for protection from the sun." I said softly and Edward rolled his eyes.
"Can you find anything else interesting to say?"
I shook my head, "I'm surprised I know that. I read too much." We walked outside together. I didn't notice the looming, drenched figure. I slammed into the same chest and a familiar chuckle rang through my ears. I hadn't put up my umbrella yet, so my hair was dripping at that point.
Jasper ran a hand through his wet locks, "We meet again, Bella." Edward stiffened next to me. "I think you need glasses."
I gnashed my teeth together, "Shut up. You're the one always in the way." He had a red lollipop in his mouth and his eyes were completely peaceful, his stance casual, as if he weren't getting showered by thousands of droplets of cold rain. "Get inside before you catch a cold, Jasper." I couldn't help but be worried for him. What was he thinking? No jacket or umbrella? I stared down at my lilac one before sticking it out to him. He stared at him, crooking a brow before I jammed it into his hand, "You need it, idiot. Just go home."
"Fine, fine." He opened the umbrella before turning and walking off into the chilly weather. I watched him go with shocked eyes. I didn't think he would actually listen to me.
"Interesting guy." Edward commented wryly.
I rolled my eyes, "He's annoying and weird. But yeah."
There was a stiff silence in the car as I sat in the back to change out of my t-shirt to my work shirt. I ran a hand through my hair, "Oh, God, I look like a bag of smashed assholes." Inner turmoil.
By time we made it to the library, it was raining hard on the window shield. I thanked Edward quickly and he said he would pick me up after my shift. I ran inside hurriedly, still wringing out my hair. It was thankfully quiet in the gigantic library and I could hear small children giggling upstairs in the small play area while college students typed diligently on the computers. I was suddenly whacked hard on my bottom and I jumped in the air, a gasp on my lips.
"Mr. Aro!" I shouted angrily, whirling around to face him. He was an old, creepy man and definitely the biggest pervert I knew. His gray hair was swept back from his wrinkled, bright face and his lips were turned down in disappointment. I rubbed my ass with both hands and glowered at him, "You're going to pay for that, old man."
"You're late again." He said, knowing that I was late every day, "Work starts at 2:10."
I rolled my eyes, "School ends at 2:10."
"Don't back sass me!" he waved his cane threateningly at me and poked at my thighs, "Get to work." He limped around me slowly and I almost reached out to push him over. I despised the elderly. "Don't be late again."
"Late on your standards. Early on mine." I replied, stretching my arms over my head. But I got behind the counter and zapped in and out books. I put stories back to where they were supposed to originally be and kept silent while teenagers studied. I heard the familiar sound of blabbering on the phone and I saw Kim walk in, forty minutes late. She was wearing short shorts and sandals, as if she were in Florida, and her work shirt, which she had cut into a V-neck, was sticking to her body. She threw back her short, cinnamon brown hair before snapping her phone closed. I heard Aro sigh heavily, he didn't have the heart to fire her, but that didn't mean he didn't nag all the time, "You're late, Kim! What's you excuse?"
She smirked and leaned down so her breasts were in his face, "Do I really need one?" She cooed seductively, placing a manicured fingernail on his shoulder. He glared at her, but I could see his cheeks turn pink. I rolled my eyes again, opened my textbook, and got started on my homework. Kim jumped up on the oak counter and crossed her long leg over the other. She smiled widely at me. "Hey, Bella."
I breathed out a sigh of irritation, "Hello, masochist."
She snapped her head to me, "What?"
I pretended to not hear her, "What?...I didn't say anything."
She appeared confused, "Whatever. So…did you hear about the Hales'? They just moved in and everything."
I waved a hand dismissively at her, finishing my sentence for number four, "Right, right."
The door dinged. Kim suddenly gasped and almost fell off the counter, and would've if I hadn't placed a hand on her back to steady her. She didn't even seem to notice. She stared, wide eyed, at the wet man in front of us.
Jasper seemed surprised, but not as surprised as me, "Y-You stalker!" I hissed, jabbing a finger at him.
He smiled, "Sorry. I didn't know you worked here, Bella." He shook out his wet curls and water dripped to the ground. He didn't even shiver. I could see his clothes sticking to him and water running down his tanned skin. He placed the wet umbrella on the counter. I took it from him reluctantly.
Kim thrust her chest out and she flexed her long legs before jumping down, "Hey." She greeted heavily in her husky voice. Jasper gave her a quick glance before turning back to me. My eyes widened as Kim frowned. No one ever resisted her charm. It was almost as impossible as rejecting Lauren and Leah.
"You walked all the way here?" I asked, worry in my voice now, "It's raining cats and dogs out there."
He peered out the window, as if he hadn't noticed, "I'm sure Mother Earth isn't able to rain out mammals." He said easily before wringing out his shirt, causing droplets of waters to fall to the carpet. Kim's eyes hardened. She wasn't giving up.
Jasper started towards the books, but she gripped his long sleeve and stared up at him with seductive eyes, "Won't you let me help you? I can assist you with anything." Her suggestive tone made my ears burn.
Jasper stared down at her with raised brows, his expression neutral, "No thanks." He slipped out of her tight grip and headed towards the upstairs area, "I'll see you later, Bella."
She stared at him go and looked at the ground, a bead of sweat rolling down her jaw. Mr. Aro laughed, "I like this gentleman! Haha!" I finished my homework. For the next two hours, Jasper didn't come downstairs. I followed after him slowly since I had to put away book anyway. There was no sight of him. Maybe I didn't see him leave. Weird. Suddenly, strong arms were on either side of my head and Jasper smirked down at me.
"Were you looking for me?" He teased. I was shocked at the position for about four seconds until I yelled out bloody murder. I shoved my hands against his chest.
"Get off me, you perverted asshole!" He stumbled back a few inches, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He tucked his hands in his pockets and grinned.
"I didn't mean to scare you, Bella."
"Ugh!" I pushed past him and rushed down the stairs, "I'm getting off early." I grabbed my things. I contemplating taking my umbrella. I glanced back upstairs then shook my head before leaving my umbrella behind.
XOXO
"C'mon, Meg, we'll get you a big ole pretzel," Brian grabbed Meg's hand on the TV and led her to the door while Lois watched boringly. I loved Family Guy. I chewed on the salty popcorn as Edward chuckled, reaching for his own handful. We usually stayed at my house, especially when it was raining. I didn't like him driving in that weather. After I had ranted on and on about how Jasper was a giant pervert, he took me home and we finished our homework together before turning on Family Guy.
Stewie ran across the TV, "I want a pretzel too!"
Chris called from upstairs, "Brian! I'm ready! You in or out?"
I snickered at the ridiculousness of it all. Edward made a stoic face.
"I find this program both shallow and pedantic." He said in a bland voice.
I tried to pull off the look, "Indeed. Shallow and pedantic." We stared at each other then fell into laughter, holding our sides. The popcorn fell over, but I was too busy chortling to notice. Edward ended up on the floor and tears were shining in his eyes. I kicked his side. The front door opened and closed and my mother stood in the doorway, drenched.
"Oh, hey, Bella! Edward." She greeted happily. Her eyes then fell onto the TV, which had gone on commercial. "Bella, what're you doing?"
"Watching TV." Edward replied as he got off the ground.
"TV?" Her nose wrinkled in distaste.
"Television, a system of sending and receiving pictures and sound by means of electronic signals transmitted through wires and optical fibers or by electromagnetic radiation. These signals are usually broadcast from a central source, a television station, to reception devices such as television sets in homes or relay stations such as those used by cable television service providers. Television is the most widespread form of communication in the world," I said in monotone. They both stared at me with raised eyes, "I read." I shrugged.
"You're grounded, remember?" She grabbed the remote and flipped it off, "Now help me with dinner."
I shook my head, "Negatory, Ghostrider. You're late and I need my beauty rest." She gave me her most heartfelt pout, "Oh, fine."
Jasper is weird…O_O. Tell me what you think.
-Sonny
