Still Jasper's point-of-view

While Angela lead me to English with Mr. Gardner I couldn't help but notice how upset she seemed.

"Angela… what's wrong?"

"My best friend is umm…" she trailed off.

"It's alright, you don't have to say anything." I gave her a smile.

She gave me a half-hearted smile, than pointed to the classroom 145. I thanked her for helping me. Well the only thing I like about this school is Angela and Edward; maybe it's not so bad.

My mistake. Mr. Gardner a tall bald man in his early 50's drone on and on about poems and sonnets. I swear this class is boring and worse because the teacher is so… ugh I can't describe him.

Bored I looked out of the window, annoyed that it's still cloudy, no sun. I snapped my attention from the window when the bell rang, finally.

The next class was Calculus with Mrs. Grey, a pump nice old woman in her late 60's. Her brown eyes sparkled with excitement, when she figured out that she had a new student. The worse part was that she told me to introduce myself.

"I'm Jasper Whitlock, I'm from Texas, Houston and I like music or whatever catches my attention. The girls giggled when they heard my accent while the boys stood there bored, looking like there out in space or having sick thoughts.

"Well Mr. Whitlock why don't you sit next to Miss Brandon. Miss Brandon, why don't you raise your hand?" Mrs. Grey smiled.

I saw a tiny hand shot up in the air. I walked towards the back where she sat, not giving her a glance. I sat next to the girl, than noticed other girls giving her glares. "I'm Alice." spoke a high-pitched bell-like voice. I glanced at the girl, than was surprised. She was pixie-like, with short spiky hair, fashionable clothes, butterscotch eyes, and a smile on her lips.

"Jasper, well you heard me when I introduced myself." I muttered.

"Well Jasper, how do you like the school?" she asked, ignoring the lesson.

"Its second bell, but it's alright." I shrugged.

"You want to sit with us at lunch?" she asked, randomly.

"Who's 'us'?"

"My boyfriend Emmett and I." she chirped. "Well, we're kind of alone, we sit alone at our table, other kids are too scared to come near us."

"Sure Alice, I'll sit with you and Emmett."

"Oh, thank you Jazzy!"

"Jazzy?"

"Well you need a nickname don't you?"

"Your right pixie." I smiled, "Any ways why are most of the students upset?"

Alice seemed to hesitate "Umm…why they look like that is because some of … them treated this girl called Bella…. well they didn't treat her well, than she…died and they feel like it's their faults."

I nodded, waiting for her to continue "The only people that were her friends are Angela Weber, Ben Chaney and her brother Edward Swan."

"Why didn't you… become her friend or anything?" Alice is a nice girl- why didn't she help this Bella if she needed more than two friends and a brother? "I tried." she replied. "It's just her brother Edward said that Bella doesn't need more pity."

We stayed in silence for a while, listing to Mrs. Grey as she said 'no homework.' all of our classmates' eyes widen with confusion, they probably had homework everyday. Alice muffled with laughter, I looked at her as to 'what's so funny?'

"We have a pop quiz tomorrow."

"How do you know?" I was defiantly confused, "Isn't a pop quiz a surprised quiz?"

"Maybe." Maybe Alice was playing a joke on me or something.

The bell rang, Alice got up quickly giving me a grin before she disappeared out of the classroom before anyone else. Leaving me more confused, what the hell was that all about?

I know it's probably short, but I'm really busy. I don't know if I'll continue for a while, maybe I don't know. If I do than I'll start writing longer chapters.