Jasper had a bad day...

Bad Day

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to gray
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carryin' on

We all have bad days. Something didn't go right at home, we woke up late, we're having a bad hair day, and we forget our homework. Vampires are no exception.

Jasper was very thirsty. His throat burned so much it was difficult to concentrate. He would have hunted last night; he should have hunted last night, but he was writing a 6 page paper for English. The paper in itself wasn't that hard at all (none of them really ever were), there was just research involved that he'd waited until the last minutes to do. He wasn't normally one to procrastinate, he rarely ever did it. It was the last time he wrestled with Emmett in a situation like this.

He went out to the car with Alice and they drove to the school. When he got out the car, he almost got back in. The smell of human blood was torture to his burning throat. But he wouldn't be the weak one again. If they could do it, he could too.

"Are you okay?" Alice asked concerned. His eyes were pitch black with deep purple shadows under them.

He nodded. "I'm fine. Don't worry about it."

"Okay…" she said. He knew she would be keeping tabs on him all day anyway.

He got to his first class, English. The teacher asked for the essay. He reached into his bag to get it. Low and behold, it wasn't there! In all of his frustrations over his thirst and blaming Emmett for it, he'd forgotten to pick up the paper! He ran his hand through his hair and swore a string of profanities under his breath. They could call him a nerd all they wanted, but he never missed a homework assignment. He didn't know why, but it was kind of a pride thing for him. Even in his human life he'd been extremely studious.

The teacher came over to his desk. "Do you have your essay?"

"No," he said trying not to sound as angry as his really was. "Can I give it to you tomorrow?"

"Okay, but it will be a grade and a half deduction," she said.

If his thirst wasn't shoving knives through his throat he would have been more upset than usual about that.

As she walked away he felt like tearing the desk in half.

After that class, going through the hallways was torture. Why did girls feel the need to flip their hair everywhere they went? They were very lucky he wasn't upset enough to completely ruin his life and destroy them in the middle of the hallway. Then for whatever odd reason, Mike Newton was skate boarding in the hallway, tripped over a book and knocked him into a locker. At that point he almost lost it and he probably scared the poor boy to death with the look on his face, but he quickly fled the scene before he caused any kind of real damage. He was sure the story would be all over the school by lunch.

He got to history and sat at his desk. Emmett and Rosalie came over to him. "Why the hell do you look so pissed off?" Rosalie asked.

"I heard you almost ate Newton today," Emmett said.

Jasper sighed. "Is that really what people think?"

"No, they just think you almost punched him. We know the truth."

"It wouldn't be like this if you hadn't just had to have your rematch last night! Then I would have gotten to hunt and I wouldn't have forgotten my essay and all this other shit!" Jasper snapped at him.

Emmett held up his hands. "Hey, chill out Jasper. I didn't do it."

"You really need to blow off some steam," Rosalie said.

"Shut up!" Jasper said to her.

She raised her eyebrows and then glared at him. "Hey, you can be all pissed off all you want to. But you don't need to take it out on us. Whatever it is, we didn't do it." With that, she turned around and the class got started.

He sat there practically gripping the desk trying to control himself. He normally liked history. He'd been around a long time and lived through some of what they talked about. And he liked to snicker when the history books got their facts wrong. This class however, was quite frankly hell.

He didn't realize he was actually clawing at the desk making scratches in it until the teacher came over and he quickly covered it up.

He and Alice were outside of the school sitting on top of the car during lunch. She'd thought the fresh air would do him some good. He didn't feel much better though. He was thirsty, his day was turning into a nightmare, and his temper was becoming very short.

"Don't look so upset," she said stroking his hand comfortingly.

He snorted. "You'd be pretty upset too with the day I've had."

"I haven't seen you doing anything bad. You'll be fine."

He glared at her. "You don't need to babysit me all the time Alice!"

She looked at him stunned at the way he'd snapped at her. "Jasper, you know I don't mean to…"

"Yeah you do! All of you are always just waiting for me to slip up! As if things aren't bad enough as it is; I don't need you breathing down my neck all day long!"

"Jaz, I'm sorry…"

"Don't even bother Alice!"

She glared at him becoming angry at him for yelling at her. Then she got off the hood of the car. "Alright then Jasper. You can be like this all you want to. I was just trying to help you." With that, she stormed back into the school.

He sighed and sat there for a moment. Could things get any worse? He was extremely thirsty, anything and everything was annoying him because of it, and even worse, he'd yelled at his wife. He got off the car and took off to go back home. There was no point in staying for the rest of the day. For all he knew he really would end up killing someone that day, maybe even the whole class. He went back home but stopped at the front door second guessing it. Esme would be there and the last thing he wanted was to worry her, or worse yell at her like he did to Alice. He went into the garage and hopped in a car and drove away.

He drove for a while until he found a nice place to hunt and parked on the side of the road. After draining several animals he started to feel a lot better. The only thing that put a damper on his mood again was the fact that when he came back to the car he found a ticket under the windshield wiper. He sighed and shoved it into the glove compartment as he got back into the car. Then he drove off again to a secluded place in a forest outside of Forks where he and Alice always came to spend time together. This time he parked the car in a more inconspicuous place and got out. He sat up in a tree and after a while he started to feel a lot better. The things he'd been upset about earlier seemed very petty at this point. His only regret now was that he'd yelled at his family out of his own anger, especially Alice.

He eventually checked his watch and found that school was over and he should go back home and apologize. Before he could leave though a small figure jumped into the tree next to him. "Alice, what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay," she said sitting next to him.

"How did you know I was here?"

She smirked. "I know everything."

He smiled. Of course she did. "I'm really sorry about earlier Alice."

She kissed him. "Don't be. I know how you were feeling. I'm not mad anymore."

How did he ever end up with such an understanding woman? "Thanks for forgiving me." He kissed her lips. "Did anyone ask why I was gone?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I told them there was an emergency and you had to leave early. No one questioned it after that." She held his hand. "Let's go. You might want to pay off that parking ticket soon."

He nodded. She really did know everything.

Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Will you need a blue sky holiday?
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

"Bad Day" by Daniel Powter.

Aaaaaaannnnnndddddd there you have it folks! This song was made to be played in the background on Jasper's bad days. It was made to be played in the background of anyone's bad days i guess. I wouldn't want to be any of the people at ForksHigh School on a vampire's bad day. i might not get as lucky as them...