Nina finds out the boy in her gym class's name, Jasper Hale. Could this really be the same Jasper that is described in her old family photo albums, he looks a lot like the young man in the picture, but is it possible? And why did he react so strangely to her name?
I sighed and walked in the direction of my next class, AP American History block, oh joy. I jumped slightly when a hand tapped my shoulder, and looked up to see the boy. "Oh, um...Hi?" I asked. "You're going to room 102, right? It's this way." he said. "Oh, thanks...do you have this class too?" I asked. "Yeah, it's boring, but the workload's not too bad." he said, smiling slightly. I nodded, and followed him to the room, going through the motion of telling the teacher my name, and getting assigned a seat, next to Jasper no less. At least I knew him, unlike these weirdoes who kept staring at me. Whatever. I'll just ignore them. The teacher started roll-call, and I sighed. "Nina Russo?" the teacher asked. "Here!" I said. I could tell Jasper was staring at me. "Ok, now everyone partner up with the person to your left." Crap, that means, since I'm in the last row before the door, that Jasper is partnered up with me. We worked in almost silence, only talking if we needed to. It was actually kind of fun, Jasper obviously knew a lot about this era of history, we were learning about the Confederacy right now, and, since I came from Texas, I put my knowledge in, and surprisingly he knew this stuff too. I sighed when the bell rang, and collected my stuff, telling Jasper I'd talk to him tomorrow in gym, I guess. He just nodded and left, leaving me to walk outside, and realize that Bella had already left. "Shoot..." I muttered. I looked around, since it wasn't raining too hard, I could walk, or I could always call Charlie, or even bother that Newton kid, and then just hang with Bella at where she works. Huh, maybe I should ask if they need spare help? At least it'd be something to do. I was so lost in thought, that I didn't notice Jasper walking up to me.