Alright. So my idea has developed and I simply CAN NOT wait for a sequel to use it. So I shall use it in this story. Bwahaha. Moving on…
"Another side to Zeke"
Jasper dropped Alice off at school the next day. "Are you going to be okay?" he asked as he watched her gather her messenger bag.
"I'll call if I need help." She smiled and slowly climbed out of the car.
"Alice… you call me right away if he so much as looks at you. Got it?"
"Alright." She called as she ran up to the door. She glanced back… she was forgetting… something.
Jasper got out of the giant hummer. "You gotta stop forgetting your lunch." He handed her the bag and kissed her forehead. "I love you."
"Make sure Emmett doesn't get to rough with Sawyer… and make sure she eats… and her nap time is noon… exactly… not a moment later!"
"Woman, calm down. I'm her father. Like I would ever let her get hurt or starve to death. Now go." He kissed her with a passion, then turned her around and in a very un-Jasper move, he slapped her ass. He'd seen Zeke and he was obviously marking territory. He then walked back to his hummer, glaring daggers at Zeke when they passed each other.
Alice thoroughly felt like nothing but a piece of meat… what on earth had prompted that?! She then noticed Zeke. 'Oh… well. That makes sense then.' She still didn't appreciate him manhandling her in front of the school. That was something left to the bedroom-or preferred place of sex…
"Well hello Dear." Zeke smirked as he walked over to her.
Alice just ignored him all the way to her locker. "Get away from me Zeke." Alice mumbled.
Zeke leaned against the locker next to hers. "Face it. For the next 180 days there's no escape. You may as well get used to it and accept it."
Alice growled and her fingers itched to send up a red flag for Jasper… 'If I get suspended… you know what happened.' Was the text she'd finally snapped out to Jasper.
'He lookin' at you?'
'Yeah…'
'I'm comin' to get you.'
'No, baby… don't. Just... If I get suspended, you know what happened' she repeated.
"Ms. Cullen-"
"Mrs. Hale." She corrected. Of course it was Hale… she'd wanted it so badly to be Whitlock. But this was for the best of the family. She flashed her left hand at the teacher. "If you're going to call on me like that, at least use the proper prefix and last name."
"…Right. Whatever. Put the phone away before I take it away." Ohhhh goody! A hardass teacher! Not exactly what she needed right at the moment.
"…Sure." She slid her phone into the pocket of her jeans. "Where do I sit?" she asked.
The teacher looked as if she were nothing but a burden. "Right there, next to Mr. Lawrence."
"…Great. Can I sit anywhere else?"
"No. now sit the hell down, and shut the fuck up!"
Alice gasped and instantly moved to sit down. No teacher had ever spoken to her that way! Never! She looked over at Zeke and noted that he was now glaring at the teacher. She just pushed it off as 'she's just a bitch and not great with first impressions.'
The day continued as such. All the teachers were total assholes. Alice couldn't figure out why. She noticed though that whenever someone picked on her or a teacher yelled at her for something she hadn't even done, Zeke was always there, backing her up or defending her. Half way through the last hour of the day, Zeke walked back into the classroom from the principal's office. He sat down and quickly sent a text. Moments later she felt her pocket vibrate. Stealthily she pulled out her phone and looked at the text she'd just gotten… it was from Zeke. 'Personally, I thought it was hi-fucking-larious when that girl tried to punch you and broke her fist on my chest.'
Alice thought back to the conflict… right as she'd been about to get punched in the Face, Zeke had stepped in between the girl in question and Alice… she'd hit his chest and broken her fist. Alice had to stifle a giggle that was bubbling in her throat. Her shoulder's shook a little with the giggles. 'Mary-Alice!' her inner voice scolded 'What in God's green earth are you doing?!' she quickly zipped a text back.
'Shit yes that was fucking funny. Though with the way she threw that punch it would have broken anyway, even if I were human.'
'Ha! She would have broken it punching a damn pillow! Imagine that… now that… is pure comedy.'
'Thanks… y'know. For taking the hit for me.' With that being 'said' she stood and ran out of the room as the dismissal bell rang.
He seethed as he watched her from the window as she ran right into the waiting arms of her husband.
"How was school?" he helped the tiny woman into her seat.
"It was…very interesting." She was using her Google App. On her Iphone. Her search?
Corporal Zeke Lawrence.