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Edwards POV

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I walked into Biology class, still reeling from lunch. The effect the human girl had on Jasper was troublesome. She brought unneeded attention to us, not once, but twice during the short lunch period. Not to mention the scuffle that Jasper had to start with Emmett so he could be 'thrown' into the table, cracking it. It couldn't seem like Jasper had actually cracked the table with his head, after all.

According to Alice's visions, Jasper and Emmett would both have to listen to a thirty minute lecture from the principal about horsing around at school. Carlisle would also have to make a small donation because of the 'destruction of school property'.

Oh how the mighty have fallen...about time the perfect Cullen's got in trouble for something...aren't so perfect now are we...too bad it wasn't Edward, but beggars can't be choosers

Mr. Banner's thoughts flowed into my head. Strangely, the fight made us seem more human in his eyes; less perfect, more flawed just like everyone else. I'd have to tell Alice about that. Maybe being perfect and never getting into trouble wasn't the way to go about it at all; we might actually benefit from causing a little trouble every now and then. Strange, how the human mind works.

I took my normal seat and waited for class to start. Right as the bell sounded, Bella walked in. Her eyes were red and slightly puffy. I wondered if she'd been crying, but no one else seemed to notice. She handed a slip to Mr. Banner and made her way to the only available seat. The one right next to me.

She approached cautiously, dragging her chair as far from mine as she could. She sat down slowly, watching me like a lamb would watch a lion. I smiled at her, trying to put her at ease.

"Hello. My name is Edward Cullen. I believe you know my brother, Jasper?" I said, trying to gain any information that I could from the child.

She stared at me for a moment, expression bewildered. I took a breath, to question her again, when her scent registered in my mind. Or rather, the lack of her scent registered. Nothing...just nothing. She didn't have a scent at all.

"Don't I smell good to you?" she finally blurted, her cheeks blushing a beautiful red.

"No. I can't smell you at all," I answered honestly, not thinking. And then I realized what I said... what she said. Yes, she definitely knew what we were. But how...that was the question.

"Oh," she replied, seemingly shocked. She shook her head, a thoughtful look on her face. Mr. Banner started his lesson, still gleeful from his 'Cullen got in trouble' high.

"So, how do you know Jasper? He got in trouble, you know. Brought attention to us all," I hissed, suddenly angry at the girl. She knew our secret. She could have exposed us all with her little stunt, and she knew it.

She shook her head slightly and ignored me, letting her hair fan out to create a wall between us. That's not going to help you hide, little girl, I chuckled to myself. This went on the entire class; me trying to talk to her, her ignoring me. When the bell rang, I decided it was time to up my efforts. I leaned in close to her and gave her my best crooked grin. She closed her eyes and grimaced, as if in pain.

"What do you want, Edward?" she asked, eyes still closed. How peculiar that I liked the way my name sounded when it fell from her lips.

"I'm sorry. I'm being very rude, I know," I murmured softly, trying to charm her as I had countless other women. Her eyes snapped open and she looked so shocked...so hurt. It lasted only a split second before she covered it with a smirk.

"It's better if we're not friends. Trust me," she replied, studying my reaction. I was...confused. What was that supposed to mean?

"How so?" I asked, still puzzled. Were all humans this strange? She shook her head and gathered her books.

"Don't talk to me. Go find someone else to annoy. Your kind are so easily distracted after all," she said, bitterness coloring her words. Then she walked out of the classroom, but not before I saw the single tear trailing down her face.

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Jaspers POV

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I leaned against Edward's car, contemplating the best way to go about getting information from the human. The school day was finally over, and we were all waiting for Isabella to come out of Mrs. Cope's office.

"Bella," Edward murmured, glancing at me. "She likes to be called Bella."

And I would care because... I thought to him. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"You would care because you need to be nice to her. Do you really think she'll tell you anything if you are rude to her?" he snarled, feeling agitated and a little guilty.

Ah, something happened in their class together to make him guilty. What happened, Edward? Were you rude to her? Did you hurt her feelings, perhaps make her cry? I taunted him. His guilt spiked, but he said nothing in response to my thoughts.

"So, what happened in Biology, brother," I sneered, tired of his secretive bullshit. He needed to own up to his own mistakes once in a while instead of pointing out everyone else's.

He scowled at me, but ended up telling us what was said between them in Biology. She knew what we were, that much was clear. As for the weird way she acted, who knows? Humans are strange sometimes. Maybe she was one of the crazy ones. Surely they still had facilities to house the crazy ones. That could be the solution to our problem, I thought, as I watched the girl in question walk out of the office. She glanced up and smiled widely at me. Like I said, crazy.

"She does not need to go to an asylum, Jasper!" Edward hissed. "She is not crazy."

Whatever. I just shrugged. I was hit with a wave of amusement from the girl. I felt no other emotions, just the amusement. It seemed she could pick and choose what she sends me. Interesting. I smirked at her and raised an eyebrow in question.

"Jasper, we're going to be great friends! I just know it!" she said in a sing song voice. She was right next to us now. "Just don't try to fuck with my emotions anymore, mmkay? It's like emotional rape...I should be allowed to feel whatever I feel, not what you think I should feel," she said as she reached out and touched my cheek. As soon as her fingers connected, a shot of lust hit me. It was so strong that it filled me, before exploding out of me and into the others surrounding me. I could practically hear the venom flowing south on all of us. My cock was throbbing; I was so hard that it was actually painful.

And then she laughed. The lust that was so strong it projected out of me without my consent, cut off just as suddenly as it had begun. And still, the crazy human laughed.

"Doesn't feel good to be manipulated does it? Doesn't feel good to have someone play games with your emotions, does it, love?" she sneered, looking directly at Edward. He was feeling bewildered and confused. She was feeling...well, whatever the hell she wanted to, apparently, and I couldn't feel a bit of it.

"I think I'm going to be smart for once and avoid you. Just leave me alone. Act as if I never existed," she finished with a hysterical laugh that turned into a sob. She turned around and walked over to an old, red Chevy truck. She climbed in and started the truck, wiping the tears from her face the whole time. And then she was gone, once again leaving five stunned vampires in her wake. Tell me she's not crazy now, Edward.