Chapter 10
Jasper's POV:
I roared into the long drive way, I love the new smell, it was a lot better than the old house,
the one in forks that one always smelled wet, and forestry, Which made everything smell the wet wood.
The smell here was slightly better than that it reminded me a little more of home. I was excited even
though all of my new family or well family not entirely new did not really like him just because of his choice
of diet, Peter was coming to town, I think he was up in boston right now, probably doing something stupid.
I just sat for a minute looking at this house, It was not the mot beautiful but it was like a new start in a way.
It didn't matter that much to me, but I guess Alice had gotten close to that last human the edward brought
home. She was in morning, I think she still has not talked to carlisle or edward since the move. She has begged
and begged to stay and help that girl the one called Isabella but Carlisle was back Edward with hes weirdest fetish,
of human companions, and didn't want to start drama within the family, But personally I think Carlisle thinks
since Edward has been with him the longest they ar the heads of this family idea. And Edward did not want to
have anything to do with her, when he blood was gone, I couldn't help myself but the boy keeps bring them around
no matter when we move, it would be like brings a bottle of vodka to a recovering alcoholics house, and pouring a cup
and placing it right in front of their nose. I got off my bike and walked towards the new house, I could hear alice,
playing around in her closest again, but I couldn't believe what I saw, well smelled from the piano room Edward has a
new toy already, I have learned after all these year not to get attached to them I hurried passed them giving edward a
glare as he tried to introduce me to her, her name was something like Cory it sounded like a guys name but I paid no
attention, I just glared at him and kept walking toward my library it was my only place of peace, I stayed in their for hours
re reading every book about the civil war. I heard another rumbling approaching I jumped out of my chair, ran down the
stairs passing,edward as he shout the he could not stay here when that girl was here. I really could care less, I walked
toward the drive way as he bike came into view, He got off his bike, I could smell him he oddly enough smelled like sex,
and some sort of flower, the same smell that Isabella had smelled like after her change.