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Alice's POV

I watched Edward transcribing their thoughts and conversation for me, he was frowning, didn't like listening to private conversations.

He's watching me weirdly… and his eyes are darker today. Nearly black. Weird. I should ask him if he's got contact lenses…

Stupid Math. She could be doing something far more interesting. Like talking to me. Stupid teacher.

Romeo and Juliet? With Jasper? I'm liking it; I'm liking it a lot.

She was looking at him as though she'd just seen him. His eyes were wide, watching her, holding her gaze happily. She licked her lips unconsciously, still staring at him, and I felt a surge of jealousy rush through me.

"Alice?" Edward was looking at me, "Don't." A thousand possible futures slipped through my mind - I could throw a chair, accidentally kill her, "No." Edward's murmurs sped up as he heard each of the new situations through my thoughts. "Alice, please. Jasper… is his own man." he licked his lips unconsciously as he felt Jasper's nerves. "Calm down, man. She'll think you're weird…" a small pause and he laughed at the thoughts emanating from Jasper. "Hand me downs, from himself."

"That's not funny, Eddie," Emmet grinned, "But she seems to find him interesting."

"I'm gonna kill her," I blurted, Edward stared at me.

"Alice…" He started.

"Don't you dare, Edward Cullen." I whispered, softly warning him. "He's mine."

"If I remember rightly, the words, 'we're through if you can't accept me for who I am,' do kind of mean he's free and easy." He paused, "I mean… free to do what he wants."

"Right." I muttered. Edward looked away as she said something and gestured at us, then rose and walked away. "Whatever. She's going. Get him back here-"

Before Jasper could even move, I saw her turn around.

"What's she doing, Edward?"

"Nothing." He muttered without looking around at me, "She's got headphones in her ears. She's singing the lyrics in her head, testing herself. I can't hear what she's not thinking."

"You must have got it." I repeated starting to get frustrated. "Edward, think-"

"No, Alice. Jasper's singing twinkle, twinkle little star in his head. I can't hear him." he wouldn't look at me.

"You're lying."

"Oh, Alice, ask him yourself."

"I won't." I spluttered, realising I was getting flustered as Jasper returned to us. He had a small smile on his face, and washed a kind aura of calm over me. "Thanks." I said frostily, immediately feeling guilty. The calm returned and he shook his head.

"Not a problem." A pause, "Listen, I'm gonna walk home."

"No, you're not." I spoke before I could stop myself. "You're freaking getting obsessed already. You've known her what? Two hours?"

"Actually, I've been listening to her thoughts for weeks." I felt my mouth drop open. "Since she joined. She's fascinating."

"Really?" He nodded simply and smiled at Edward, who returned the gaze a little reluctantly. I drew in a deep, furious breath and shook my head. "If you kill her, we're all screwed."

"I'm not stupid. I wanted to walk to clear my head, actually." I closed my eyes; saw a huge indoor splash, a purple bathrobe splayed out across the surface of a pool, the girl in the water, not moving.

"Jasper," Edward interrupted, "Alice had… a vision." They all look at me. "Go on."

"She's in the water, splash in a pool, she's not moving, there's a bathrobe over her." I paused and looked at him, Jasper. "If you kill her," I was pleading now, no longer caring if he got mad or stayed happy, "We will get found out."

"I'm telling you, she's not going to die." He said more vehemently, rising and taking his books with him as he strode away. "I'm walking home!" He shouted as he walked away, shaking his head.

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He didn't look at Edward or me as he passed the Volvo, Edward's face contorted slightly as he passed us, nodding slowly.

"Let him do this, Alice. He's his own man." There's a small pause, a moment of silence.

"I don't know if I can."

"You have to," he growled and opened the passenger door for me. Seconds later, I heard the driver's side open and he sat down, raising an eyebrow at me. I didn't move for a few minutes, letting the situation hit me.

I watched him turn the corner, looking determinedly ahead of himself, at the sidewalk. I hated that she was already taking him away from us. I pushed the passenger side door shut on Edward's Volvo and stood watching him, my eyes darkening and my face getting more and more stony, then switching to a horrified grimace as I watched her turn the corner and follow in the direction Jasper had gone, obviously on her way home.

I went to get back in the car but a vision stopped me in my tracks, a long silence, he was in a closet, a few pairs of jeans, and a jumper in his hands, shredding it as he pushed the door open. Watching her, she was lying semi-clothed, fast asleep in her bed. He advanced and she sat up, wide eyed, terrified.

"He's going to follow her home." I blurted. "Oh, Christ-"

"No, no, he's not-" Edward had seen it too, he was licking his lips, holding his breath, looking at the floor. "Jasper's not stupid. Jasper is his own man… he knows what he can handle-"

"Yeah." I nodded. "Right."

He dragged me into the car one-handed, slammed the door behind him and screeched out of the parking lot. Emmet and Rose would kill him, but they could wait. I didn't care if she died, whatever her name was… but Jasper… he would feel so guilty. He'd feel so bad.

"Alice, can you see anything?" I closed my eyes. Nothing new was coming.

"Not that I've not seen." I slam my hand on the dashboard and groaned. "Shit."

"I know… I know." Edward groaned as he gunned the engine. "We could tag her?" he looked at me. I shook my head.

"Jasper's his own man, Edward," I said, a little edge of spite in my voice, "he knows what he can handle…"

Inside, my stomach was churning, and Edward knew it, but he threw us into a 360 and we turned back towards the parking lot. There was Emmet, arms folded, Rose standing beside him, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Where the hell did you go?" Emmet roared as he threw himself in the back of the car and groaned. "Jasper's gone." Statement, not question.

"He's gone." I replied, not saying anything more

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