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Jasper's POV
Jasper's POV
When Esme arrived with my new little sister, I was upstairs putting the final touches on her new room. Two of the walls had been painted lavender, the other two mint green. Emmett had done the paining, adding random splashes of color along the walls for no apparent reason. The result looked pretty cool, though.
One Wall had a huge loft bed, and underneath were a built in desk, a huge CD stand, and reading area. (Courtesy of Edward and Esme, respectively). Along the next wall was the door to a huge closet, filled with clothes a la Alice, and the door to the bathroom. The third wall was occupied by a huge window overlooking the backyard and forest. The last wall had a dresser, mirror, and other girly stuff, bought by Rosalie, and Bella had made a curtained-off area with a couch, TV, and some movies.
My contribution was to set up all the stuff that everyone had bought. Do you know how much stuff these people can buy? Believe me, it's a lot. As I finished setting up the basic software for the laptop, I heard the door creak open. Instantly I was at the top of the steps, than I slowly began to walk down.
I could feel the fear from two stories up, before I even started downstairs. As I heard Esme talking and the others shifting around, the fear only increased. By the time I had reached the main floor, I was terrified myself. Disgusted, I calmed myself and turned to the girl. She was beautiful, but looked a lot younger than the rest of us.
"Cathy, honey, will you go into the living room? We'll make our introductions in there." Esme said to the girl. The girl- Cathy walked numbly into the living room. When she was out of normal hearing range Esme breathed, "Listen; she's about 13 years old, supposedly, and she doesn't talk or let anyone touch her. She's a very scared little girl. I don't know why, but everyone just be calm and let her get used to us. Emmett," she warned, shooting daggers at the beforementioned brother. Emmett put his hands up in surrender.
"Don't call her Cathy. I don't think she likes it," Edward added quickly.
"Fine. All right, let's go!" Esme said brightly. We all followed her into the living room and sat. Cathy was curled up in the corner furthest away from the entrance, obviously pretending she hadn't heard us. I tiptoed over and squatted a few feet in front of her.
"Catherine?" I said softly. Her head jerked up and she clutched something tightly against her. My heart broke for this innocent girl, who looked so scared for some unknown reason.
"Catherine?" I asked again. She froze, than glanced at me quickly. "My name is Jasper. I'm one of your new brothers." She gave me another look, this one containing a hint of surprise. Edward chuckled and whispered, "She thinks your too good looking to be real." I held back a grin.
"I'll let the others introduce themselves." She looked down again, and only looked up when the others introduced themselves. As we all finished, the fear had returned, and she was glancing nervously at all of us. Esme moved to stand beside her.
"Catherine? Would you like to see your new room?" Catherine's eyes flicked toward Esme, and she nodded. Two seconds later her eyes continued to dart around the room. "Would you like me to show you?" Esme persisted. Catherine shook her head quickly and turned her head toward me, dark blue eyes pleading. I stood up.
"I'll show her, Es-Mom." I said, before saying, " Come on, Catherine, follow me." Catherine shuffled behind me up the steps as I led her into her room. As we walked in, I felt her stiffen behind me. I whirled around to see her staring, rigid at the huge window. Mentally I smacked myself. People besides Edward have used windows to sneak in.
"Catherine. It's the window, isn't it?" I said. Without looking away, she nodded. "Tomorrow Carli-Dad and I will board it up for you. I'm sorry. I didn't think. Will you be okay?" She nodded again. "Okay. My room is two doors down if you need me." She nodded a third time, and I tiptoed out, closing the door behind me. I hadn't gotten more than three feet when the fear and hysteria overwhelmed me, and I sank to my knees.
