Jazzy POV
I wasn't going to biology today. One of the perks of having a psychic in the family. They were doing blood tests again. I wandered aimlessly down the tiled halls, not really doing anything. He guessed he could go back to the art classroom, but as he reached the door, he found himself walking past it. He felt drawn down a certain hallway, like his destiny for that day was to procced down that hallway. As he drew near to a set of lockers he saw two figueres. The girl Lauren had called crazy and... Mike Newton? As he drew nearer he could see her pushing against his shoulders, but Mike did not retreat, like he was supposedd to. Like all gentlemen were supposed to when a proper lady asked them to stop, even if that proper lady was thought to be crazy. Well. It seemed like he would have to make a correct gentleman out of one Mike Newton.
All it took was one pull on Mike's shoulder to get him away from the girl, with Jasper's strength that is. As Mike turned around to see who had interrupted him from his... buisness. Uh-Oh. Jasper Whitlock. One of the Cullens. Jasper gave him a smile. "Did you know there are a set of rules on being a gentleman? yes, there are. I happen to conventiently have them memorized and thought, 'hmm, I should share these with one Mike Newton, wouldn't that be fun?!' so here i am!", and with that, Jasper's fist connected to his nose. He sat from the force of the punch, holding his nose, trying to keep the bloodflow down, Jasper's voice came from above him, "rule number one: when the lady tells you something, you listen; got it asshole?" Mike pathetically nodded. Jasper went over to the girl, who still sat on the linoeum, her eyes glazed over. "Hey, you okay?" the girl finally looked up at him, with those now clear chocolate brown eyes, "Oh, ya, m'fine. she pulled herself up and stood on her tiptoes like she had last time and Jasper waited for the two strange words; but that was not what he received, he received a quote, "'The taste of Death is upon my lips. I feel something that is not of this earth.' The dying words of Mozart, Jasper." She leaned away picked up her bag and walked away from him.
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