In all reality, do not get used to these updates. I'm a full-time college student and i've got a lot going on, but my homework is finished so I thought 'what the hell' and decided to give you guys a THIRD chapter in two days. Seriously though, review. Let me know what you think. Thanks guys. I don't own twilight, and this is getting redundant. Enjoy and happy reading!
Alice glanced around her at the faces of her new friends, but they were completely unaffected by what had just happened.
And why shouldn't they be? They weren't even paying attention!
She found herself staring at the Cullen's. Their perfect faces covered by masks devoid of emotion. She looked at Jasper again, examining his unruly hair and whatever she could makeout of his face from a distance. She just couldn't believe how completely beautiful he was.
Looking at him made Alice's heart beat faster and her palms clammy. She was blatantly staring at him and she didn't even care.
How can I not stare? Look at him. Look at all of them.
Someone next to her cleared their throat, pulling Alice back to reality. She glanced over and saw Jessica smirking knowingly at her, "He's hot, right?" Jessica teased.
Hot is such an insult. He's beautiful. Like a golden Adonis made specifically for people to look at.
"Yeah, he's hot," she replied back, choosing instead to just agree with Jessica.
Black eyes snapped to hers, but not the pair she wanted to see. It was the brother with the bronze hair, Edward. He looked at her and narrowed his eyes, not threateningly, but more like he was trying to understand her. Alice was getting uncomfortable, and more than a little nervous.
These people are almost as bad as me. Stop staring already!
Alice quirked the side of her mouth up and waved at him. A second passed before he put on a crooked smile and seemed to be laughing at her.
"Did Edward Cullen just smile at you?" Jessica asked quietly. Not for the privacy, but out of shock.
"Oh, stop, it isn't a big deal. He's a normal human being like you and I. So what if he smiled?" As she said that Edward seemed to laugh even harder, and the rest of his family was smiling and glancing at Alice as well, as if sharing some private joke. Well, all of them apart from Jasper, who was sullenly staring at the table.
No way can they be laughing at me. They can't even hear me. There's no way they can know what I said.
But there was a doubt in her mind; nagging at her.
Jessica gaped at the table across the cafeteria, hardly believing her eyes. "I'm telling you, they don't smile or wave, or even acknowledge people. espe... Oh my god, Jasper Hale is looking right at you. No, don't look over. Enjoy it while it lasts." Alice could have listened, but she was just too curious.
She looked up and met his black eyes. This time, he held her gaze and her breath caught in her throat. The world seemed to stand still and time ceased to exist. It wasn't explainable or even realistic, but it was true.
An overwhelming feeling of desire took over her. She didn't understand it, and it came out of the blue, like a slap in the face.
Still, she didn't look away, until the brunette, Bella, placed a hand on his arm and he shut his eyes, turning his face away.
(A/N: for those that didn't get that part, Jasper was obviously overcome with desire for her blood, and being an empath, transferred that desire to Alice, she just interpreted it a bit differently. And Bella obviously intervened)
Suddenly the bell for the end of lunch rang and she was rushed away by an eager Mike. They were off to their anatomy class before Alice had a chance to turn around and glance back. She pushed back her feeling of annoyance at him.
"So, how you liking things so far? I know it's only half-way through your first day, but still."
Alice glanced beside her at Mike, who was looking at her so earnestly she had to fight the urge to roll her eyes, it was almost cute. She smiled, "Yeah, I like it so far. Everyone seems so welcoming and genuine." Mike laughed in a way he must have thought was flirtatious, "Good, just let me know if anyone's making you uncomfortable and I'll take care of it."
Alice decided not to mention that she wouldn't be letting him take care of anything, and instead sent him a grateful smile. "You're a good friend Mike, I can already tell."
The look on his face made it more than clear she shouldn't have been so complimentary, even if she placed emphasis on the word 'friend.'
Luckily, they had just arrived at their anatomy class and Alice was saved from futher conversation.
The next hour passed by in a blur, her thoughts circulating around black eyes and her vision.
She was more than completely freaked out by that. The fact that she had no idea the context of it and the apparent danger she had been in was extremely off-putting.
Another bell rang and she was off to American History, which was, thankfully, in the opposite direction of Mikes next class. Alice walked alone and found herself enjoying the first few moments of peace she'd had all day.
Sometimes it's the little things, she thought to herself.
Finally, she stepped into building one and made her way to room 105.
Alice stepped into the room, which was filled with students and the teacher appeared to have already started the lecture. Alice smiled nervously at his expectant expression, "Hi, I'm Alice Brandon. This is American History and you're Mr. Brown, right? This is my first day..." she trailed off pathetically. "Well, Ms. Brandon, I'll excuse your tardy for today. Strive to do better next time." He replied in a not unkind tone of tone. She nodded her head. "Of, course, sir."
He nodded once, and pointed to a seat in the back of the classroom, "Please take a seat in the back next to Mr. Hale." Alice smiled gratefully and made her way toward the back. She reached her seat, which was actually a table desk for two, and lifted her head to smile at her table partner.
Alice froze immediately. It was him. Jasper.
He wasn't looking at her, in fact, he seemed to be doing everything in his power to not look at her. His jaw was clenched and his hands were folded, knuckles white with force. Alice slid uncomfortably into her seat.
The next half-hour passed unbearably slow. She wanted to introduce herself, give him her best smile, and shake his hand.
Only she couldn't bring herself to even open her mouth; something she'd never had a problem with before that moment.
Stop being so stupid, just say Hi. It's not rocket science!
Alice cleared her throat, turned slightly in his direction and opened her mouth.
"Uh, Hi, I'm Alice," she spoke timidly and quietly.
He said nothing. There was no reaction, no nod, no hint that he had actually heard anything she had said.
Alice drew in her eyebrows at him, clearing her voice again, and saying more firmly this time, "I said, Hi, my name is Alice."
Still, nothing. Alice felt her eyes go wide. He was blatantly ignorning her.
And to think I wanted to introduce myself! What a selfish, rude, complete-
"Hello, Alice."
She snapped her eyes to his face, but he was already turned away, or maybe he hadn't even looked at her. A pained expression was on his face, she noticed. In fact, it seemed to have been there every time she'd looked at him, like he was experiencing some great inner turmoil.
Well if that's all he has to say, I won't force my conversation, which he clearly can't stand.
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The next two weeks passed much the same way as the first day.
Mike was making his interest more pronounced, it rained all fourteen days, and she'd tried everything possible to forget her terrifying vision. It kept looming before her, like an approaching threat, which was probably exactly what it was.
Maybe it's not real. How can it be?
But Alice knew her visions were never wrong.
Alice forced a change in her thoughts, growing very weary of them currently.
She has other things to worry about, like how she'd made it her personal goal to get Jasper Hale to speak to her again.
Since that first day he hadn't so much as spared her a glance. Everyday she said hello, and everyday she was met with silence.
Alice had asked her father about his family, and he had been very defensive of them. "They're good people, all of them. Never had an ounce of trouble from a single one of those kids. Dr. and Mrs. Cullen raised them right." He'd said.
But, after asking Jessica and Angela as much as she dared, she found that she still knew next I nothing about them.
They're so unsociable and mysterious. Maybe it's arrogance and they think they're better than everyone else, but I can't quite believe that. I think they're just different and much more mature than the other teens around them.
Alice walked into History and plopped down right next to Jasper, just in time for Mr. Brown to start talking.
Sitting next to him even upset her. She didn't understand what was so wrong with her that he wouldn't say a word to her.
Alice huffed and folded her arms over her chest, much too upset to pay attention to whatever the teacher was saying.
"Whoever got you mad better look out, I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that look on your face." Alice slowly turned to face the boy next to her. He wasn't looking her, and he still had that pained expression on his face, but he had spoken. Not only had he spoken, but he'd said something... Funny?
What had the world come to.
And where is he from? She wondered, catching onto his southern accent for the first time.
Alice knew she had to say something quick, or lose the moment,
And he'll never speak to me again and I might die from that! Not die, but be seriously sad. He's got such a nice voice, he should talk more. Dear lord, that southern twang... ALICE! Shut up and say something, dammit!
"It's your fault, actually. Everyday I say hello to you, and you never say anything in response. It's quite rude." She couldn't believe she'd said that, of all things why that, but she couldn't take it back now.
Jasper remained a statue, not looking at her.
"Sorry, ma'am, sometimes I forget my manners. You'll have to excuse me."
He's talking! Alice cheered to herself.
She had to keep him going.
"I might be more inclined to forgive you if you'd look me in the eye and say you're sorry." She'd pushed it. She knew she had and she worried he might go back to how he'd been the past few weeks.
Minutes passed in silence and Alice wanted to kill herself for saying something he was obviously uncomfortable with.
She'd stopped hoping for a response after a few minutes.
Ugh, back to square one.
She rested her chin on her hand a sighed.
Suddenly, Alice saw in her periphery he was turning his head towards her.
And slowly, like she might frighten him away with sudden movements, she turned to look at him as well. He was staring at her face, first her eyes, then her nose and her lips, only it wasn't just staring, it was unabashed examination. His eyes rested on hers for the briefest of moments when he opened his mouth. "I'm Sorry, Alice." And he faced forward again, like nothing had happened.
Okey dokey!
That's chapter three! I want to point out that this probably won't be a fast paced love story. In fact, it won't be. Jasper's going to struggle with his feelings for a while before they'll actually be a real item. And I'm really looking forward to the progression of her friendship with the rest of the Cullen's! One more thing, I'm not entirely sure what I want to put in place of the car accident scene, but I do want it to be something different. So suggestions are definitely welcome! Thanks for reading guys!
Olivia
