Hi pplz! Thanks for the reviews. Sorry this chapter kind of sucks. I didn't have alot of ideas. I'll start chapter seven tomorrow so it'll be up soon.
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Chapter 6: Jazz
P.O.V. Jasper
All night long I had Bella in my arms. Her warmth radiated through to me. I heard her talk during the night. I herd her say my name many times and how she loved me. Every time it happened warmth radiated through me. I thought about our future, how I would be able to be with her even if she is human. I loved that girl so much, even if she is evil.
The next morning Bella woke up confused. She looked at me with a smile once she realized why I was her. She embraced me hard, and I did the same, but trying not to hurt her.
"So, school today. Mmm... It's going to be great," she said winking at me. I smiled because I knew she was happy to go to school only because we would spend more time there.
I stood up removing myself from her. She stood up too.
She opened her mouth to say something, but I interrupted her. "Human minute?," I asked raising an eyebrow. She smiled sheepishly, but grabbed her belongings. I chuckled silently.
I sat in Bella's rocking chair, waiting for my love to come back.
She came back wearing a navy blue tank top over black jeans. Her skin looked lovely with dark colors of her clothing. Her long chocolate, brown hair was in a ponytail, exposing her neck and the veins flowing with her delicious blood. I stood up and took her in my arms.
"You look beautiful,"I whispered in her ear. I felt heat rise in her cheeks. I let her go and looked at her beautiful face. I touched the roses on her cheeks.
"Your blush is lovely," I said. Her face beacame redder, if possible. I chuckled and she glared at me.
"Jasper,"she warned me. I stopped laughing. She put on her socks and shoes. I grabbed her backbag and walked downstairs. She came after me. I stopped at the last step and turned around. Like I predicted, Bella tripped and landed in my arms. I picked her up bridal style and went to the kitchen.
"So, what do you want for breakfast?," I asked.
"Cereal," she responded. I grabbed cereal, a bowl, and a spoon. I put it in front of her, then got the milk out of the refrigerator. She poured the cereal, then the milk in the bowl. I scrunched up my nose in distaste.
"You like that?"
"Yeah. You want some?"
"No. It looks as if it tastes terrible."
"Well it's not animal blood, that's for sure."
I glowered at her. She is such a weird human. Maybe she won't be human any longer. No. She must stay human. But, I loved her and wanted to be with her all eternity. I struggled with in my self.
While I had my internal battle, Bella finished eating. I felt a warm hand on my arm. I looked at her face.
"Are you okay, Jasper?," she asked in a concerned voice. I nodded not trusting my voice. She still looked concerned, but decided against saying anything. I completely forgot about my battle and tried to make the beautiful creature infront of me happy.
"Come on Bella. We're going in my car today," I said excitedly.
"Your car?," she asked raising an eyebrow. I nodded and pulled her through the door by her wrist.
Outside, on the driveway, was my pride and glory. It was an Aston Martin V12 Vanquish. It was black and very sporty. It was the thing I loved the most, after Bella of course.
I heard her breath hitch . I saw her mouth wide open. Her eyes were wide. I chuckled silently at her reaction.
"This is your car?"
"Yeah."
"Then why do you ride with your family?"
I laughed again. "We want to fit in."
"You don't accomplish that," she said, laughing herself. I grabbed her hand and took her to the pasengers side. I opened the door like a perfect gentleman.
"My lady," I said. She stepped in and I gave her her backbag. she took it and I closed the door.
I noticed the front door of Bella's house was still open. I sighed. I quickly went in vampire speed to close it. I locked it and walked back to car.
What I did not know was that near me someone- or something- was watching. I also didn't know I saved Bella's life by simply locking that door.
I drove away from the predator lurking outside Bella's house.
P.O.V. Bella
The morning went by quick. During music class, I kept asking Jasper what song we were going to do because we were going to present it in two weeks, the day before the spring dance. He hadn't decided yet. I was angry at him the rest of the morning, until lunch when he apologized. He looked at me from under his long dark blond lashes and apologized. His topaz eyes were burning with intensity. I was dazzled, so I of course I forgot quickly what I was mad about.
During lunch, I also met Alice Hale.
I was eating lunch and arguing with Jasper about what songs were good and which were not. I favored rock music over classical, which he defended fiercely. I ended up putting my hand over my ears, blocking his seductive voice. I didn't even dare look at his eyes because I would get dazzled.
"Mr. Hale, if you don't stop arguing with me I'll force you to do a rock song with me and you won't like it," I said when I had enough of his jabbering. He quickly shut up. "Thank you."
I looked up and saw his sister behind him. She was more beautiful up close. Her form was still willowy and graceful even if there was a lack of movement.
"Jasper," she said simply, in a high musical voice.
"Alice," he responded. Then he looked at me. "Alice, this is Bella," he said gesturing at me. "Bella, this is Alice."
"Hi Alice," I said shyly.
"Hello Bella," she said smiling, flashing me ultra white teeth. I couldn't help but smile back. I felt a wave of courage come over me and I offered a seat to Alice. She sat down.
"Bella, I came here to ask you when I would take you shopping," she said excitedly. She was beaming. I couldn't upset that face.
"Any day would be fine, but I have one condition," I said. Alice face fell, but then became determained.
"What would that be?," she asked. I smiled evily at Jasper.
"Mr. Hale here has to go with us and he has to try on all the clothes you ask him to," I said. Alice let out a laugh that sounded like wind chimes. Jasper glared at me.
"So that's it," she asked me. I nodded. "Okay then we'll go shopping this Friday."
She stood up in a lethe movement and went back to her table. I turned to Jasper.
"So, you didn't think I would take revenge, did you?"
"I hate you," he said teasingly.
"Yeah, well I hated you first."
"That's impossible because I was born before you, so I hated you before you did," he pointed out. I stuck my tongue out at him. He laughed.
"Okay, stop laughing or I'll ask Alice to make you try on Victoria's Secret," I said.
He glared at me. "You wouldn't dare," he snarled. He looked frightening, but I wouldn't back down.
"Watch me," I snarled back. I turned to his siblings table. I looked at all of them. I saw Alice looking at me and I signaled her. She quickly came.
"Alice, can you force Jasper to try on Victoria's Secret if he doesn't behave," I said. She giggled, but nodded.
"So you were saying?," I said to Jasper.
"Bella, I thought you loved me," he said looking at me with his beautiful topaz eyes. I oggled at him. I felt dazzed. I smiled like a fool.
"Huh?," I said, trying to unscramble my thoughts. I heard Alice giggle again. That took me out of my trance.
"Jasper," I hissed. He smiled sheepishly.
I turned to Alice. "Yeah, he's trying on Victoria's Secret if he doesn't stop being so annoying."
"Okay," she said trying not to laugh. She walked back to her table.
"Jasper, I will do it, if you won't stop," I warned.
"Whatever," he said rolling his eyes. That look did not go with him, so I laughed. He tried glaring at me, but ended up laughing.
That boy, er... man, is weird.
The rest of the week went by quickly. No strange or special things happened. Nothing fun. Mike did invite me to go to the First beach in La Push, but I declined the offer because that day I was going shopping with Alice.
That Saturday morning, I woke up to find an extremely mad Jasper holding me. I looked at him confused, but then I remembered what day it was. I snickered and stood up. I took a quick shower and dressed in a brown turtleneck and blue jeans. I ran back to my room, nearly tripping.
I saw Jasper sulking on my rocking chair.
"Jasper, please behave," I pleaded.
"Fine," he said glumly. He pouted.
I grabbed his rock hard cheek and squeezed it. "You are so darn cute," I said. Jasper sent me a death glare. I quickly let go. Jasper finally noticed what I was wearing. The brown brought out my eyes.
"You look beautiful like your name," he said. I blushed.
"How is my name beautiful?," I asked confused.
"In Spanish, your nickname is pronounced 'beya' meaning beautiful," he said. I blushed redder.
"Nice try, but you are not getting out of shopping," I said, suddenly realizng his intentions. He shrugged as if it wasn't his plan at all, but I hint of anger in his eyes.
"Come on Jazz, you promised," I pouted. He agreed, but did not look happy.
"Jazz?," he asked after agreeing with me. He raised an eyebrow, questioning me.
"I have a nickname, so I decided you needed one too. Plus, you love jazz," I said, shrugging. He laughed.
"Well, I like it."
I heard a knock at the door. I told Jasper to go open it while I put on my shoes. I put on some flat shoes that looked almost like ballerina slippers. They were easy to walk around in. I loved them.
I walked down the stairs, but I just had to trip. Jasper caught me in his arms. I stood up and looked at who was at the door. There looking like a model was Alice. She was wearing skinny jeans. She also had on a black sweater over a black longsleeved shirt. The shirt went nicely with her inky black hair. She wore black snow boots on her small feet. She looked pretty.
"Hi Alice," I said.
"Hi Bella," she said, smiling hugely. I can feel the excitement coming from her. She grabbed my wrist and nearly ran to her car, dragging my with my feet sliding on the wet pavement. She finally let me go at the passengers side. Jasper came walking at an inhuman pace. I oggled at his speed. I shook my head to rid myself of the look of astonishment on my face.
I got inside in the backseat, where Jasper sat next to me. I noticed Edward was in the front, on shotgun.
"Hi Edward," I said shyly. He turned around and smiled a crooked smile.
"Hello Isabella," he said in a beautiful musical voice, but not as beautiful as Jazz's.
"Bella," I said smiling back, inspite myself. He turned back around.
The drive to the mall was short because of the tendency for vampires to drive fast. During the drive there Jasper and I started arguing about music again. I kept saying rock was better, but no he liked classical better. Alice and Edward looked amused at first, but then joined the argument. It turned out Alice liked rock, but Edward liked classical. I was relieved to get out of the car when we arrived at the mall.
I shuddered at the sheer thought of shopping with a maniac. I regreted it slightly that I agreed to this.
I hope I don't die.
