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Jasper Hale:

Bella POV:

"Uh...hi there, I'm Bella Swan," I said as I put out my hand to shake his.

He didn't look, nor did he put out his hand to shake mine. I held out my hand for a few more moments and then I went to put it away.

"Sorry, I'm Jasper Hale, it's a pleasure to meet you," he smiled as he shook my hand. His voice was so gentle and beautiful. It was as soft as silk. For some reason he allowed the sleeve of his navy shirt to go around his hand so our hands didn't touch. It was so cold! I looked at my hand and it wasn't dirty, I smelled my hair again and it just smelled of the nice strawberry shampoo I usually wash it with. Or at least I thought it was nice. Maybe he didn't. I won't be using that again! I looked up at him again and he looked as if he was in severe pain.

"Are you in pain?" I asked without thinking. Well done Bella! That's a great way of making him like you! I felt my face get really, really hot, I was blushing, again.

"No, I'm ok," he said softly. I looked up at him again. I wonder was he looking like that because of me. I was about to ask if there was a problem, I opened my mouth to speak and closed it again. I didn't want to pester him; I looked like a spastic already I didn't need to make things worse.

"Were you going to say something?" he asked.

I shook my head, not even looking up. I wonder did he hate me...

"It's ok, I don't bite, or at least I haven't for a very long time," he grinned.

"Oh, good," I replied. Was that a joke? It looks like I really need to catch up with all the Forks jokes.

"I'm sorry, you probably didn't get that, it's a private joke among the family," he said. I just nodded.

He seemed strange. One minute he liked me, well, so it seemed and the next minute it seemed like he hated me. He didn't speak after that and neither did I. I decided to pay attention to the teacher. I was no longer in Junior English so they might have something challenging to learn. I pulled out my notebook and pen to take notes. We were studying 'Hamlet' by 'Shakespeare'. I hadn't read that play before so it was probably important to listen. When I took out my notebook and opened it up I accidently got a paper cut. It bled a little which made me feel a little dizzy. Ugh I hated blood! I looked up at Jasper and he had his hand up to his nose and he looked as if he was about to throw up. I looked at his eyes and they changed colour. They were black, as black as coal, as black as the night, inhumanely black.

I tried to ignore him. I wiped the blood from my hand off my jeans and when I looked back up his hand was away from his face but his eyes were still different. I felt awful to be honest, a little nervous; I thought that he hated me.

"Sorry Bella, I'm just not good with blood," he said, still not looking at me. That was ok I guess. Wasn't it? At least he may not have completely hated me. His eyes were still freaking me out through. They were so, so dark. I couldn't bring myself to look at them again. I got back to writing notes but I was way behind, they had finished a scene in that time. I took a peek into Jasper's notes. Wow they were so neat. His writing was like a font on a word processor on your computer. His writing was perfect, down to every last little curve he put on the end of his letters. He was obviously smart, it seemed that he wasn't listening and he still took down, what can only be described as immaculate notes. The writing was perfect and what was written there was like something out of a text book. I leaned in to take a closer look and he put his hand up to his nose again. I pretended not to notice this time I continued trying to write down the translations. Without sending a glance my way he shoved the notebook closer to me.

"Thanks," I said as I quickly took down the notes. Now I felt terrible! Not only did I look like a slacker in front of him, I also looked stupid, ugly and like a complete spastic. I slowly shoved the notebook back in front of him, trying to look like I was actually concentrating.

The rest of the class continued like any other one, if you consider staring at the person next you as normal. I was totally captivated by this Jasper. I couldn't understand how somebody could be so beautiful. Occasionally he'd look at me out of the corner of his eye and I'd avert my gaze back to the top of the classroom. Now he probably thought that I was a stalker! Great Bella! Well done! After what seemed like an age the bell signalling the end of class finally rang. I put my things into my bag and when I looked up he was gone. It was like he just disappeared into thin air. I looked around and he wasn't even in the classroom. Weird, I guess he hated me after all...

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I spent ages ignoring Mike in gym, still thinking about Jasper. Mike was telling me all about Forks and things that have happened lately (not much). He tried asking me about myself but I was still thinking about Jasper. From what I'd gathered, the Cullens kept to themselves. They usually sat on their own in classes and didn't put in or out with anybody. Then why did he act so strangely around me? I guessed maybe I should ask either Jessica or Eric at lunch, they might know. They seemed to be the information holders, well, Eric was and Jessica just seemed like the kind of girl that knows everything about everybody. I couldn't wait for lunch; I was dying to see the Cullens again!

After what seemed like an age later lunchtime came. I slowly made my way over to Mike and the rest of their table. I looked around and there was no sign of the Cullens. Soon enough Mike, Eric, Jessica and another girl came over and sat beside me.

"Hi, you must be Bella," the girl greeted.

"Yeah," I smiled back, glad that somebody finally called me Bella!

"I'm Angela by the way, welcome to Forks!" she exclaimed.

"Thanks," I smiled again.

"If you need anything then please don't hesitate to ask."

"Thanks, there is one thing actually. What do you know about the Cullens?" I asked.

"The Cullens, hmmm...not much...I know that they go out with each other. They're not related or anything, well, Jasper and Rosalie are twins. They usually just keep to themselves, they don't talk to anybody."

I sighed, that's all that I'd heard about them.

"It's just, that guy Jasper. I was put sitting beside him in English and he acted all weird," I sighed.

"He actually spoke to you!? How do you mean he acted weird?"

"Well, when I sat down beside him he immediately put his hand up to his nose. Then when I introduced myself and put out my hand to shake his he put his sleeve around it and then shook it."

"Maybe you smell!" Jessica laughed. I knew it! That had to be it! I smelled my hair again but it smelled of strawberries, not anything nasty! I was relieved when Angela mouthed 'you don't smell' across the table. I smiled back a little. I knew already that Jessica didn't like me. I didn't like people like that! That just let on to like you and then bitch about you behind your back!

"So what was he like other than that?" Angela asked.

"Well, he seemed nice to talk to. A bit distant maybe but he didn't speak nastily," I replied.

"Well, it's more than any of the rest of us get from any of them," Jessica cut in again.

"Bella, look, he's looking over," she whispered to me. I turned around and saw Jasper staring straight at me, not angrily, not sadly, not happily, just starting. I turned away quickly and felt myself blushing. Then I suddenly felt calm. I couldn't understand why, but I wasn't worried, well, I was thinking worried thoughts but my feelings didn't match them. Weird, well, that's Forks for ya!

The rest of the day went on like any other. I didn't see any more of the Cullens. That didn't stop me thinking about them, well, him. Jasper, he intrigued me. I couldn't understand if he or the rest of the Cullens didn't speak to anybody why would he speak to me, why would he even let me copy his class notes?! That even intrigued me more. I guess I would see him again in English tomorrow. Who knows, he might even not hate me anymore, or even if he did I could try and figure out why.

After school I went straight to my truck, which looking at it cheered me up a little. I was still thinking about Jasper. You know that feeling you get when you know that somebody is staring at you? Or glaring at you? Well I had that feeling as I was getting into my truck. I turned around and spotted a silver Volvo, outside which five Cullens were staring at me, two of which were glaring, Edward and Rosalie were glaring. Oh my God, did they know that I liked Jasper!? Wow, I like him? Wow, I didn't even know myself until just there. I liked Jasper Cullen, but he was with Alice. And look at her, she was beautiful, I didn't stand a chance with him! I stared back for a moment and then I felt a blush come to my face again, then I suddenly felt calm. Now that I didn't understand, I got into my truck and drove out as quickly as I could. I didn't want to receive anymore glares from the Cullens again.

It was a slow drive home. The roads were still icy from the earlier fall of snow. I don't know how these people could put up with growing up in weather like this; it was so different from Phoenix. I wonder what the suicide rates are here...Much higher than Phoenix I imagine! I finally got home and strangely enough Charlie was there, I could always remember him working 'till seven. I can't say I wasn't happy he was there; I was dying to thank him for the truck! I loved it but it was too much! Charlie was so good in ways! I parked behind his police car in the driveway. When I got out I stood onto some black ice and fell straight to the ground. It should've hurt but it didn't, I guess from falling so much my threshold of pain was higher than it would've been otherwise.

I slowly got up and walked straight inside. I went straight to the living room; I assumed that Charlie would be perched in his usual spot, in front of the flat screen. Yep, perfectly correct!

"Dad?" I called softly as I walked in.

"Oh hey Belles," Charlie replied, eyes fixated on the screen.

"Thank you so much for the truck! I absolutely love it!" I grinned.

He turned around looking shocked.

"You like it?" he asked, his voice matching his facial expression.

"Dad I love it!"

"Well, good, I was worried that you wouldn't. I know it's old, ugly and the engine isn't perfect but it'll get you to school until we can get you something better."

"I don't want anything better! There is nothing better, Dad, I love it!"

"Well good. I'm glad you like it," he smiled as he turned back to watch the game.

I put on dinner for Charlie and when that was finished I went up to my room to start on my homework. I just couldn't concentrate, it was impossible. I could only think about Jasper Hale. All of the Cullens intrigued me. They were all so beautiful and pale, yet they weren't related. I didn't get it. I didn't understand how people could look like that. I knew Rosalie was the most beautiful out of them, I'd say she was the most beautiful woman in the world yet Jasper stood out from the rest of them. He had this uniqueness about him, a 'Jasper' quality if you will. Does that sound stupid? I bet it does, but I don't know what else to say.

After a while I gave up on my homework. I couldn't concentrate so I decided to do it the next morning. Hopefully Mike might stop talking for five minutes and let me do it! I looked at my clock which read 9.30 so I decided to go to bed. At least that might stop me from thinking about Jasper Cullen...or at least I thought...

I was asleep for a while and then I was suddenly in this large foggy forest. I didn't know where I was. It was dark, damp and cold, only litten by a tiny ray of dim sunshine through a few trees. It was completely silent aside from the howl of the gentle breeze and the rustling of the trees. I felt like I wasn't alone, I turned around and saw nothing. Then I turned back to the way I was facing and I saw a figure. It was shadowed but a few rays of sunlight hit it. It was weird; it was like this figure was covered in diamonds. It was breathtakingly beautiful. But something told me that looks were deceiving. I felt like I was in the presence of a monster. Yet I wasn't scared, I felt unusually calm. Then I woke up and I saw somebody standing by my window.

"Jasper?" I called softly, hardly even awake. I rubbed my eyes and when I opened them he was gone, he just disappeared.

The next thing I remember is waking up again. It was dark. My face was clammy and I woke in a cold sweat. I looked around and there was no Jasper. I checked my window and it was tightly shut. It must've been a dream. Why would Jasper ever come into my room? Besides, even if he was there surely I would've heard the window. Besides, he wouldn't have been able to get out so quickly. But it was so real...

I don't know whether it happened or not. But Jasper Hale was in my bedroom. I don't know how and I don't know why. And it seemed like no freaking dream!

Well that's it for this chapter! I hope you enjoyed it! Thank you for all the positive reviews so far! Please keep them coming! I'll update at some point next week! Love you all! Bye peoples! ^_^ xXx