Chapter 9
Chapter Nine, Jasper Whitlock
A/N at the bottom, R&R
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I tapped my pencil against the swirled patterned wooden desks waiting for class to end. I let my thoughts wander. Jacob and I have gotten closer over the past few weeks (more like two months) although I never really did go out with him.
It was a large fear of being unaccepted. I think everyone feels that way at least once in their life. The feeling you won't be accepted if people know how you really are. That's how I always felt with other people. Of course, since Edward has known me since forever he knows how I truly am. It makes me happy that he can accept me.
After a while I finally got what happened during that faithful first day. It happened that horrid day in P.E. I grimaced, thinking about it.
It was a nice sunny day outside, with cumulonimbus clouds floating around outside. We were all playing a friendly game of kickball when Kyle started to get dramatic. He wrapped his arms around Jessica Stanley and pretty much raped her right there. Instead of being the normal human being they started to make out furiously and some other inappropriate actions I rather not mention. They talked dirty and I still can't get it out of my head.
That's when I learned all about… cough… the male anatomy and what happens when certain areas get aroused. I shuddered, thinking about what I'd done to Jacob. He must have been so embarrassed… yeah right, I was the only one freaking out.
Along with that, I was too shy to ask Charlie how he knew Jacob. They watched a football (is that what they watched? Or was it basketball?). Not ANY regular football game, the Supper Bowl (1), what ever that is. I didn't really see a difference, Jacob and Charlie gave me a glare when I asked them about it. All they ever thought about is food and football.
Jacob tried to flirt with me plenty of times. The worse part about it was that Charlie actually looked at Jacob and me approvingly. What happened to the dad that wanted to shoot Edward Masen down for just talking to me? Sometimes life was so unfair.
We were currently watching a rated PG-13 movie that the math substitute decided to show us. One brother, named Bob (they were very creative with this name), started to make out with this girlfriend (I think she was) named Rosie. He then started to take of his clothing and touch Rosie.
Some girls started to squeal, "Oh my god!" and "Agh! My poor innocent eyes!"
I rolled my eyes looking back to the substitute that seemed to enjoy this.
Jacob was eyeing me suggestively. I scowled at him, hesitatingly, returning to the movie. Nothing too serious was showed up but some other immature students squeaked when Bob tore his shirt of and raped Rosie.
The girls went, "Ah!" screaming their brains out while them and their friends cracked up at some 'funny' joke. Gosh, couldn't people watch this movie in peace? I might not want to watch this movie but these girl's are annoying.
The guys "Oh"-ed the scenes where guys started shouting insults and curses at each other.
Ritchie was lying on his bed, bare naked, but covered with a sheet when Bob stumbled in drunk. They exchanged greeting and talked briefly about Bob's failing relationship. Bob needed a place to 'crash' so he did so in Ritchie's bed.
Bob made a comment that went like so, "If you don't cover up that tight ass I'll mistake you for Rosie and-" He was cut off by slaps from Ritchie. I had to laugh slightly at the scene while Jacob's eyes danced with amusement next to me.
More immature students had to make more comments, "GUY ON GUY!" a girl squealed causing more laughter to erupt while comments continued.
"You liked that, Bells?" He chuckled. I blushed, I admit I've gotten closer to him and he is a sweet guy but I still held fear against him. "Shut up, I did not!"
"Wow that was intense!" Jessica popped up in front of me and Jacob, seated together, again. "Jess, what's three plus four?" Jacob had the tendency to test Jessica for fun. Jessica thought for a moment, more like 3 minutes and 27 seconds (timed her), she finally got it.
"SEVEN!" Jessica shrieked thinking she just accomplished the greatest good in the world. "Thank god, my three year old brother got it right on the dot." I joked watching Jessica slowly have the information sink it.
"God, like, Bella!" She stormed away huddling with Lauren and goons.
"Did you just get what she said?" I raised my eyebrows in confusion. He smiled warmly and me and shook his head side to side.
"Bella, I have Muse concert tickets, would you like to go?" Oh crap. I really can't go out with anyone. I wasn't ready yet. What's with all these girls having already loosing their virginity at the age of twelve? While I haven't even dated yet.
Jacob has been really nice to me for so long, my mind argued. After my mind battled it out I decided to accept. At the exact moment that I opened my mouth another new student slammed open the door.
A tall man about six feet tall stood at the door. He had honey blond hair mixed with some strokes of black making his hair, overall, dirty blond. His bangs slid across his face, concealing one of his eyes. The man had a lip piercing, a silver, metal, ring encircling his lower right lip along with a few piercing in both of his ears. To be truthful they were quite intriguing, it almost made me want to get piercings myself. He wasn't as pale as me and has a slight tan. His eyes (the one I could see) was a dazzling blue that sparkled in the light. He wore tight black pants that really showed off how skinny he was. When I said skinny I meant skinny, his legs were almost as thin as Alice Brandon's. Through his black shirt I could see his flat and toned stomach, not that well but when he walked. In simpler words he was beautiful.
He rolled his eyes when he saw all attention was on him. He kept his chin high, ignoring us, and went up to our teacher. She almost feinted at the sight at him. This causing me to loose my interest and turn back to Jacob.
Just as I was about to say, "Yes," to Jacob Ms. Malinownski motioned for me to come over to her. I sighed, murmuring a 'be right back' to Jacob and approached a drooling teacher. Jacob had shrugged and had started to drill some screws to connect two wooden plates. The new student leaned on the teacher's old wooden desk, staring at the door yet looking dazed.
"Isabel-Bella, would you mind showing this new student around? His name is Jasper Whitlock. You seem to get along fine with the other new student. It would only be most appropriate." I bet that in her mind she only wanted me to tour him because she knew that I wouldn't hit on him. Some of these teachers seriously needed to stick to their own age group.
"I don't need any help," His musical voice spoke in a nonchalant monotone.
"Okay, if you need help, which you certainly will, you can ask me." I said mocking his monotone.
Jasper glared at me. "You hair is extremely unpleasant." He shot back extending his hand to touch my hair. Great, what did this have to do with everything?
"I would have to say the same thing about you," I slapped his hand away as it came in contact with my hair and outstretched my hand giving him a pat on the head.
His angry blared, "At least I don't have hair the color or animal droppings." His Texan accent leaked through his voice.
"You shouldn't be talking. Have you looked in the mirror lately? Your clothing is absolutely atrocious-"
I was abruptly stopped by Ms. Malinowski, "Bella! Detention, for being so mean to the new student!"
"What? Jazzy here was just as bad-" Jasper grimaced at his new nickname.
"No excuses, stop blaming other students!" I glared at her after she said this. I turned back to Jasper and childishly stuck my tongue at him. He leaned in quickly and snatched my tongue between his teeth. He bit down lightly and pulled back causing me to blush deeply.
"Don't ever stick that vile thing at me." He leaned back with a smug grin on his face. My face now flushed with anger and embarrassment as the whole class stopped to watch. The stupid blond of a teacher was stunned and didn't say anything either.
Jacob was dangerously furious, "You bastard!" He roared closing in on Jasper quickly. Just as his fist was about to connect with Jasper's face I spoke, "Jacob, don't do it." I put my hand on his arm knowing even if I tried to stop him physically it wouldn't work, or I'd get hurt myself.
Jacob stopped, tensing even more under my touch. He slowly relaxed and moved away from Jasper, standing possessively ahead of me. Everyone seemed to break out of their magical silence and started talking again. Whispers spread throughout the room and I caught a few lines. Most of them included a threesome, whom the boys weren't happy about, or me cheating on either one of them.
Jacob turned to face me, "So now you like him?" He snarled impatiently.
"No, Jacob. I just don't think you should be beating up every male who comes into a three feet radius of me." I rolled my eyes. "I do not!" He retorted.
"Oh, really?" I raised an eyebrow. "Mike Newton, Tyler Crowley, Eric Yorkie, you almost beat up Edward! You also beat up Austen and-"
"Bella, understand, I really do like you and don't like it when other guys make a move on you." He sighed. "You know jealous men are the most insignificant, disgusting creatures to live on this Earth?" Jasper butted in, sneering rudely.
"You know, cynical, repugnant, abhorrent bastards who make rude comments are the most detested species in the Universe?" Jacob said, truly annoyed. Jacob and Jasper had started to bicker using their vocabulary to try and top the latest rude comment made.
Their pacifistic battle once again caught the attention of the whole class. The teacher snapped out of her daze, adjusting her glasses than addressing all of us. "The three of you, detention."
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A/N: Thank you all for being so patient with me. These chapters are written before hand. For example while I have posted chapter one I would have already been working on chapter five.
Progression of my thoughts change daily based on what's happening to me in reality. So in the midst of writing my dead brain might spark to life with a different idea. Again, I am trying to write longer chapters, but when I find the perfect place to end something, I just do it.
(1) Yes, I know it's the superbowl but Bella doesn't!
This chapter (or, JASPER) is my present to Kelsey x for being such a good friend and supporting me through writing. -coughNOTREALLYcough- I would have to say she sometimes makes me want to quit, because, her lazy example makes me lazy. Anyway, we should all thank Kelsey for helping me... no? Well, okay than. Thanks to my readers and reviewers!