A/N: I wish my chapters weren't so short, but it's all I know!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that's mentioned in Twilight.

Chapter 7: Wanna bet?

"What do you mean by that?" he asked accusingly. "Oh, keep your head on, I was teasing you."
I nodded my head dismissively. "Oh, and why did you bring us into a café if we can't eat, Ariel?" I scoffed. "I'm not Ariel, you have thirteen more chances, and I already said why."

"Oh, and what did you say again?" I growled. "It's quiet and it's cute," I said with finality. "Well, Natalie, I didn't know that we were in Café a la Annoyed." He laughed at his own joke. "My name is not Natalie." I paused for a moment. "And that was a really bad comeback." He smiled playfully. "I know." Jasper was acting very odd.

"Plus, I'm not annoyed." He chuckled. "I know you are, but I can make it so that you aren't." I was just about to reply, but then I felt a wave of calm spread over me. I sighed. "How did you do that?" he folded his hands on the table and said, "How do you see your visions?" I looked down at the table and said nothing. "Exactly my point, Christine."

He reached over the table and stroked my hand. "You've got eleven more," I said as I raised my head. As our eyes met, I felt a different emotion, but I could tell that Jasper had nothing to do with it. Well, for the most part. I think he caused it unintentionally.

We sat and talked for a little while. We just talked about random things. I had only been conscious for a week or two, and I still found things to talk about with him. They were all pleasant things.

"Come on, I think we should go," I said after coming out of a vision. "What? Why? It's so nice here and everything, and I like being with you," Jasper protested, but I just dragged him along. "You are going to do something, Jasper – something bad. We need to get you away from here – away from humans." He took his hand out of mine and spun me around.

"Calm down . . . Alice . . . calm down." I gasped. "That's my name. How did you guess? You seemed hesitant." He shook his head. "I don't know – I just – I just knew, okay? Now, let's get out of here, I don't want to bet against you."

"Who ever said anything about a bet?" he pulled me along. "I don't want to bet that I won't do something stupid. Now come on. Let's get out of here already; I'm starting to feel thirsty. Just look at my eyes and tell me what color they are." He paused for a moment and turned to me. "They look bright red." He sighed. "Well, then why did I do something bad?" I thought back to the vision. "I think someone cut themselves."

He grabbed my hand and dragged me into the woods. "Jasper, don't bring attention to yourself."



"Don't worry; I don't feel any suspicious waves coming from anyone. Just relax. Do you want help relaxing?" He didn't wait for an answer; he just sent the waves anyway. I slumped and fell to the ground. I sighed. I think that if I was a human, I would be asleep. "Oi, too much. God, you would think I'd be able to control it!"

He layed off the emotions and picked me up in his arms. "Promise that you'll never do that again, 'kay?" He nodded his head and set me down on my feet. "Oh my gosh, I can smell it from here . . . I mean, I can smell the non-bleeding humans, too, but now . . . now it's even stronger." He pinched the bridge of his nose and stopped breathing. "Alice, you can smell it, too, can't you? how long ago did you wake up?" he rushed to get all of his words out, he was running out of air."

"well, yes, I can smell it, and it's killing me. And I woke up . . . umm . . . about a week ago, maybe more." He took a breath and tackled me to the ground, growling menacingly all the way."

"Why, Alice? Why is it that you can – can just walk into a crowded room full of people, totally unfazed, and I feel like I'm dying, huh? Why? God, you probably think you're so special, you're a newborn and you act like it's nothing! I still feel like a newborn! It kills me, Alice, it really does." He rolled off of me and onto the ground.

He was sobbing, but there were no tears. I got up and kneeled beside him. I placed my hand on his arm, trying to comfort him. "It's okay, you'll get used to it," I cooed. "Back off! I'm fine! I'm just . . . just fine."

"No Jasper, you're not. You're not under any circumstances fine. If you admit that to yourself, it'll be better." He sat up and looked at me hard. "No way."

"Wanna bet?"

A/N: Okay, it's short. But that was a good line to end on, don't you think?

Sorry it took so long to write this one, I got a little bit of a writer's block. I'll get chapter 8 up ASAP.