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Hey guys and gals! Sorry I didn't get a chance to update the other day. My life is crazy busy these days! Anyway, thank you for your support on Chapter 1! I got a lot of favorites/alerts and a few reviews! You guys are amazing! Here is chapter 2! Happy reading! Oh, and I still need story name suggestions! I may put up a poll soon to get this baby a new name. ;-)

"You like her, huh?" Alice asked me from her closet, I was sitting on the sofa in the room we shared, we talked all night long most nights anyways and had been companions for so long that separate rooms really made no sense. "What?" I asked, taken aback by her question.
"That human girl, Isabella."
I just looked at the floor, not wanting to take the conversation any farther. She returned from her closet in pink satin pajamas, "We don't sleep, Alice. Why do you wear those?" I asked, picking at the material covering her shoulder.
"I like them, and they're comfy. Back to the subject, you like her."
"What makes you say that?"
"You sit on her roof every night." She reminded me.
"So, her blood smells good." I lied, though it wasn't a complete lie, I had other reasons for being up there.
"Jazz, recovering alcoholics don't go to bars to look at the vodka. I know you like her."
"No,"
"I've seen it."
"Bullshit."
"Nuh-uh."
"Okay, this conversation is over. Besides, you can't just ask if I 'like' someone."
"You can ask me."
"No."
"It's easy, just say, 'Alice who do you like?'"
"No."
"You worry too much."
"But I'm not worrying."
"Right. You like her."
I rolled my eyes and looked at the floor, Alice leaned onto my shoulder.
Soon Alice gasped, I knew she was faking the vision, her emotions didn't go blank, she was feeling sneaky, "You'll have a beautiful wedding."
"Shut up, Ali."
"Just sayin',"
"Don't."
She stuck out her tongue, I merely rolled my eyes and pressed her head back to my shoulder.
"You want me to find out if she likes you too?" Alice asked from my shoulder.
"Drop it."
"'Cause I can. I'm good at making friends."
"I know you are, Ali, but no." I said, pulling the lever that released the footrest on the sofa, and I stretched out on it. Alice laid down long ways, setting her head on my leg. That was how we spent most nights, talking and resting.
"Are you ready for school tomorrow?" I asked Alice.
"Yeah, I'm excited to meet Bella, officially, I've met her in visions, but I'm looking forward to that. Are you?"
"No." I sighed.
"Why not?" She looked up at me, her golden eyes were wide.
"Isabella."
"Oh."
"I guess, if you absolutely must know... I do like her." I groaned.
"I knew, I just wanted to hear you say it." She smirked.
"You're a strange one, Ali." I chuckled.
"Nope, just a girl." She smiled.
"A very wonderful girl." I said with a smile of my own.
We spent the rest of the stormy night like that, talking and laughing.

At 7, Alice stood up and danced to her closet and began throwing clothes out into the rest of the room. "Argh!" She exclaimed, flustered.
"Um, Alice, what's your problem?" I asked curiously.
"I have absolutely nothing to wear for the first day!" She hissed.
At that moment I heard a bang on the underside of the floor, "Quit with the hissy fit, some of us are trying to make out!" Emmett's voice boomed through the floor. I chuckled, "Alice, it's March, the first day was months ago."
"No, the first day of the week."
"Oh, well just pick something." I said nonchalantly, and went to take a shower. The water felt cool even though I had only bothered to turn the hot water on. I washed my hair and opened my bottle of axe body wash, I poured some in my hands and smelled flowers, and fruity crap. "Alice, what the hell happened to my axe?" I yelled out to her. She picked the lock and walked in, "Um...?" I exclaimed, and ducked to the safety of the porcelain tub, away from the see-through shower curtain.
"That stuff smelled awful, so I swapped it with mine. Also, don't call for me if you don't want me to come in."
"The door was locked."
"Oh well, bye."
"Go away."
She walked out of the room, and I stood back up when I heard the door shut. I muttered and ranted about the loss of my manly soap, I used the pink soap in my hands and groaned. After I finished my pathetic shower, I stepped out, wrapped myself in a towel and began to gel my hair. Once it was gelled I dressed myself in dark blue jeans, a grey button-up shirt, and pulled on my brown boots. I went downstairs and greeted the rest of my family, Emmett doubled over in laughter, "What's your problem?" I asked him.
"Nice, what is it you call that? Oh yeah, nice stink pretty there, Jasmine." He chortled.
"Jasmine? And hey, don't make fun of my southern roots."
"You smell like roses and frilly shit, so you need a girly name, so I named you Jasmine." He reasoned, Alice ran over and slapped him a high five.
"Eh, shut up." I moaned and started out to Emmett's jeep, Rosalie was waiting in the passenger's seat, "Hey, Jasmine."
"You too?" I growled.
"Yup, get over it."
I threw my head against the seat back, Alice and Emmett joined us soon after that.
"You guys suck." I sighed, I had the chance to meet the girl that I loved and watched for the past three days, and I smelled like roses and fruit.
"Quit moping, girls like sensitive guys." Rose chided me.
"Smelling like rose petals doesn't make me sensitive." I told her.
"He's got a point Rosie. He doesn't smell sensitive. He smells gay."
"I'm not gay! I mean gay people are fine and all, but, I'm straight. Totally and entirely straight." I yelled.
Everyone else burst out laughing, I crossed my arms and stared at the floor. We arrived at the school and parked next to Edward's Volvo, and a very old, beat up truck. I had owned a truck like that back in the 50's when they were new.
I got out of the jeep and walked towards the school, I attempted to block off my breathing, though I still smelled her. I was enticed by her scent, not only her blood, but the aroma of her skin, her hair, her clothes. I smiled, Alice walked up beside me, she grinned up at me and continued her dance down the hall. I smelled Isabella walk up beside me, she looked beautiful, and then she stumbled into me, I caught her by the arm, she blushed and grinned, I smiled a little, still not breathing.
"I'm, I'm really sorry." She said.
"That's fine." I replied, looking into her eyes.
"I'm Bella."
"Nice to meet you, Bella. I'm Jasper Whi-Hale, yup, Jasper Hale, that's me." I kicked myself internally, I was such a fool.
"Well, Jasper, nice to meet you too. Listen, I'm, I'm kind of lost, today's my first day and I can't find my class." She looked embarrassed, possibly more embarrassed than I had been.
"What class?"
"Chemistry."
"Oh, I'm in that too. Come on, I'll take you."