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Alice POV
I walked into my Literature class with Jasper, well, it was more like I ran in and he followed. But, anyway…
After introducing myself to the class once more, I took a seat in front of Jasper.
"Ok, class, we're going to work on a project to help one another get to know each other better. Pick a partner," Mrs. Jean said.
All at once, about half of the girls got up and ran over to Jasper.
Jasper raised his hands and said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm working with her." I felt a hand fall on my shoulder and I spun around to see Jasper smiling. All the girls sulked off.
"I thought we hated each other," I said.
"We do," Jasper replied.
"Ok, now that you have your partners, ask each other the things on this piece of paper. Write down what they say and then write at least a page about that person and haw you feel about them," Mrs. Jean handed each group a piece of paper. "Get to work."
"Follow me," Jasper whispered.
"Jasper-"
"Alice, just follow me."
I sighed and followed Jasper to Mrs. Jean's desk.
"Mrs. Jean? May we have a hall pass? We'd like to do our project outside," he asked with a small smile.
Mrs. Jean smiled then looked at me. "You're a Cullen, correct?"
"Yes," I nodded.
"Then yes," Mrs. Jean said then handed us each a hall pass.
We walked out and I asked, "Why did she ask if I was a Cullen?"
"Every teacher here loved the Cullens," Jasper explained.
"Oh," I said.
"Now, close your eyes," Jasper grinned.
"Jasper-"
"Just do it, Alice."
I sighed but closed my eyes. "I can't see where I'm going."
"That's kinda the point," Jasper said, teasingly.
I elbowed him in the gut to shut him up.
He groaned. "That hurt…"
"That was kinda the point," I said, teasingly.
He chuckled and placed his hand on my back. "I'll lead you."
A few moments later I could tell we were entering the woods that surrounded the school.
"Jasper, where are you taking me?" I asked, slightly worried.
"Can't you trust me, Alice?" he asked.
"How do I know you're not gonna leave me out here?"
"Trust me."
I sighed once more and as we were walking I imagined a bunch of horrible situations that Jasper could do with me then forgot all of them because then it hit me.
Why wasn't I having a vision about where he was taking me?
Secretly, I was freaking. This has never happened to me before. I had to remember to talk to Carlisle about this.
I couldn't panic anymore because we stopped walking and Jasper said, "Ok, you can open your eyes."
I did so and I can say I was glad I didn't have a vision about this. In front of me was a meadow with a million little yellow and white flowered surrounded by the thick trees from the forest. (Pic on profile)
"It's beautiful," I said, softly.
"I thought so, too," Jasper agreed, sitting down. I slowly sat down next to him and after about 5 minutes of comfortable silence, he spoke.
"Well, we should get to work."
"Yeah, I'll start." I read the paper then wrote something down. "Your birthday's March, 17th."
"How do you….? Rosalie," he answered his own question.
"Yep. Favorite color?"
"Green."
"Favorite Holiday?"
"Christmas."
"Favorite season?"
"Fall."
"Favorite thing to do?"
"Argue." He grinned.
"Never would've guessed that one," I said. "One thing you hate about yourself."
"My smile."
My head jerked up. No possible way. His smile was beauty—
ALICE NO!
I shook my head and looked back at the paper. "If you could get away with it, who would you kill?"
"You."
I pouted. "What? That's mean!" I then punched him in the leg.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" He smiled and I stared. How in the world could you hate that smile?
"I don't think I'd kill anyone," he answered.
"Ok then. What country do you want to visit?"
"Japan."
"What's the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear… 'love and romance…'?"
"Can sometimes kill," he answered. Interesting….
"What about 'music'?"
"Is my life," he finished.
"Ok, then. That's it for you," I said.
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