Dia Cullen
She's 15. She's half-vamp. And she's running with the Cullens.
"What's up Jasper, my man?" Emmett greeted by the time we let ourselves in Alice and Jasper's room.
"Hey Emmett, hey Dia," he said-not taking his eyes off the flat screen. He was playing some kind of video game.
"Hey," I greeted back.
It was like every vampire in this house had a certain room pattern. They each had a couch and flat screen and all the rest of the features determined their human nature-or nature. Never mind 'human'. Alice and Jasper's room was no different to Rosalie and Emmett's. Minus the automobile digests and toy cars. They had a bookshelf full of video game cds, though, and piles of shopping bags. There were also wedding pictures hanging on the walls.
Just then, Emmett's phone's alarm, well, alarmed.
"Sorry about that. Rosalie said they're running out of Mr. Clean downstairs. I gotta run," he said as he turned it off.
"That was a message alert? It sounded more like your phone alarm clock," Jasper said, grinning.
"Ha ha. Very funny, Jasper. All hail the king of technology. You can criticize my ringing tone all you want. I'll see you later. You too, Dee," he said and waved.
"Later then."
The most quiet hang out I had that day was with Jasper. It was not necessarily uncomfortable-just a bit awkward.
"Hey, you alright there?" he asked after finishing a race.
"Yeah. Sure," I said, looking up from a gossip magazine that Alice must have bought.
"Sorry. I'm really not the sociable type. Staying in this room must be killing you."
"No. It's nice here."
He frowned. I was not telling a lie ... or was I? "Well, tell me if you need anything."
"Okay. No problem. And tell me if I'm bothering you."
"You're the most well-behaved 15-year-old I've ever met. I was hyper when I was your age. You're no bother at all. Practically impossible to be one," he smiled before he glued his eyes again on the screen.
But he was so wrong. It was possible for me to be a bother, after all. I didn't mean to be, of course.
I was suddenly shaking, I dropped the magazine, and was sweating profusely. My sight was blurring and I couldn't get a hold of myself.
"Are you okay?" Jasper asked-slightly worried.
Even if I was not okay, I would have said yes but I was really really not okay.
"No," I breathed.
"How are you feeling?" he asked. He moved closer to me and touched my forehead.
"Half-vampires sweat?" he wondered aloud.
"I don't know," I was breathing deeply now.
I was so parched but I didn't think water was what I needed. "I'm thirsty."
His eyes bulged out of their sockets-nah, that was an understatement.
"Please tell me you just want some pink lemonade," he breathed. He was stressed out now. "I better tell Carlisle."
"I'm really really thirsty!" I cried with all my strength.
I think I knew what I was thristy of and Jasper was not so ignorant about it either.
He stood up and paced back and forth across the room. "What to do, what to do?" he muttered to himself.
The next thing I knew, he carried me from the couch and jumped off the balcony. He landed on his two feet, at least, that was how it seemed to me.
He ran to the woods searching for something, breathing deeply. "Can you stand on your two feet?"
"I can kneel, I guess," I said-drifting away fast.
He ran again, like he was being chased. No-what kind of idiot would chase a vampire? He was chasing something.
He set me down slowly on the grassy floor and took hold of a deer.
I got up a bit and drank from the poor creature. Its blood ran through my veins and I drank from it greedily.
When I was done, Jasper asked if I wanted some more.
"No. That was enough," I said as I wiped some blood from my mouth.
We walked back to the house in silence. With just a bit of conversation.
"You scared me there," he said-still a bit nervous from what just happened.
"I scared myself, too," I told him. I felt strong again. I couldn't even imagine how weak I must've felt earlier. I was walking with my two feet and my vision had never been any clearer.
"You were good. Those animals better start worrying," he commented, smiling a bit now.
"Thanks."
"Jasper?"
"Hmm?"
"You didn't think I would be a bother to you. You even said it was impossible. I'm sorry for all the trouble," I rambled pathetically.
"Dia, we are what we are. You're no different from me or the rest of us. We of all people understand you," he said, his eyes burning with sincerity.
"You think they know about my first feed?"
"I'm sure Alice had seen that already."
"Oh. Right," I muttered silently. We were in the front yard now.
If I should ever look back on this day, I would forever be thankful that my first thirst hit me when I had to spend time with Jasper. Emmett might have not acted right away and if it was either Bella, Rosalie, or Alice, they might have gone hysterical at first which would not have killed me, but certainly might have annoyed me to my grave. I think it was perfect timing with Jasper.
