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After a few minutes of stopping the nose bleed, Coach Late checked it out one more time.

"Okay, go to the nurse's office, and get cleaned up." She pointed to the volleyball court. "Everyone else, get back to the game."

Edward was by my side to join the game with me. No one really played; we just went back to the bleachers and talked until it was time to change. When the bell rang, Edward and I walked to 2nd period, which was study hall. We had study hall with Emmett, Rosalie, and Jasper.

When we arrived to the study room, I stalked to the back of the class to join my family, who were already in their chairs.

"Hey, Cullen!" a female voice cracked. I turned to see a senior. Her over-the-counter strawberry blonde hair fell over her shoulders, and she had the same brand boobs as she did jeans.

"Yes?" I muttered.

"Is that your boyfriend, Jasper?" She smiled. My brow creased, anticipating her "apology."

"Yes." I said curtly.

"I am so sorry!" She snorted, turning to her friends.

"That. Was. Hilarious." I pronounced every syllable carefully. I slammed my books down lightly on my desk. I counted to ten before I thought about ripping her to shreds. Edward glanced at me.

If I could kill anyone with my mind, it would be her.

I could see Edward's lip barely curve up.

She needs to respect her fu—

Edward coughed loudly to dismiss my language. He scribbled something about her not knowing that I'm her elder on a piece of paper, I held out my hand before he passed it to me.

I know. Just forget that I had ever said that.

The next 3 classes dragged on with lessons we had already learned, and words that were already spoken. With no intentions to study, I jotted down notes anyways, as a prop. What would people think about a girls who doesn't write notes or study in study hour, but still gets straight A's? I know more about the subjects than the teachers do.

I moved around the food on my lunch tray, not bothering to eat. I cant eat, vampires don't eat! Yet, how much I long to be able to taste a burger, or an apple. I'm sure when I was human I ate these, but I wouldn't remember even if I had tea with the Queen for goodness sake! I remember nothing about life before becoming a vampire.

Nervously, I glanced at Jasper, closing my mind, not wanting to see him nearly attack another human again. I decided I'd ask Edward to see instead.

Edward. I called in my mind. He stared at the wall ahead, but I knew he had heard me.

How is he holding up?

The sides of his mouth lowered slightly into a frown, nothing that was out of the ordinary.

I blinked quickly, afraid of what could happen.

Is there any danger? Quickly I looked into Jasper's near future. Before I could grasp a vision, Edward looked to the side wall bricks, and the ceiling again. A "no."

Lightly I sighed in relief.

Let me know if it gets too bad. His eyes moved upward and back down again.

Thanks for doing this.

Once again, I searched the future and saw Jasper go behind a small girl, and bend down to whisper in her ear, when the blood draws him in, he would sink his teeth in and—

Edward kicked Jasper's chair, he obviously saw what Jasper was thinking, as I saw the future. Jasper's eyes filled with guilt as he looked down at his hands.

"Sorry." He murmured.

Edward shrugged, thought filled his eyes.

"You weren't going to do anything," I lied. "I could see that."

Jasper calmed, buying my false premonition.

"It helps a little if you look at them as people," I lightly whispered, so that no human could hear. "Her name is Whitney. She has a baby sister she adores. Her mother invited Esme to that garden party, do you remember?"

"I know who she is." Jasper said roughly. He turned away from me and stared outside of a small window. I wanted to hold him, to tell him that everything was fine, but I saw what I saw. If not for Edward, we would be running now, and hiding for years on end. It wasn't okay.

I made a mental note in my mind for Edward.

We're going hunting tonight.