Chapter Three: Lissie

Leah now had the manuscript in her hands, and she chuckled a little at the first paragraph, and found herself agreeing with the girl book Jasper happened to hate.

She cleared her throat to catch attention, and began.

When I arrived home intent on doing the homework the teachers felt the need to pile on, my parents pretty much attacked me.

"Are they thirsty or something?" Seth asked.

No, they weren't trying to drink my blood.

"There is my answer."

They wanted info. As in, did I meet the Cullens.

"Yes," I replied in an off-hand voice.

"What happened?" Mom asked, taking my shoulders. What was with people grabbing me? Seriously. I wasn't a touchy feely person. I quite like personal space.

"I found out that Jasper Whitlock was really hot."

Edward snickered. "She thinks you're hot."

Leah had already read down the whole page, and said, "Wait 'til you hear what Rosalie has to say."

I smirked at her. "Good enough answer?" I hope I didn't, well, cause her to become a statue, because even though she is very pretty in marble, I need a mother.

"That's sweet?" Bella's words came out as somewhat of a question.

Dad smacked his forehead. Loudly. Stone and stone hitting each other. Oohh, giggles.

"How is that funny?" Esme asked. Seth shrugged, but Jasper was smirking.

"He gets even more attention than Edward! I didn't think that was possible, Rosie."

"I like that," Jasper said thoughtfully, tapping his finger on his chin. He was beginning to show his side that actually had a sense of humor.

Mom snapped out of whatever she was in, and said, "Jasper is the hottest of the group."

"To the hottest vampire!" cheered Jacob, pumping his fist in the air.

"Are you," Leah asked slowly, "what I am implying?"

A disgusted expression broke across Jacob's face. "I only love you, Lee."

"That sounds dude-like!" Leah exclaimed. "Is that because you wish I was a guy instead of a girl?"

"Read on, Leah," Carlisle said.

When my dear Daddy growled, she added in a bored voice, "Besides you, Emmy." And with that nickname, he got all mushy. Like this one piece of Juicy Fruit gum I chewed once that turned all gray and ashy after 25 minutes of chewing. Okay, so he wasn't gray and ashy, but he still was mushy.

Seth grimaced. "That happened to me once. Nasty."

"Just stay away from him, Liss," Dad warned me. "They won't give a vampire/human relationship another chance now, since the whole ordeal with Bella that nearly caused the vampire world to be exposed to humans. The human will be killed at once, and the vampire left to mourn for all eternity. You got to change 'em fast."

"Oh my God," Bella moaned, burying her face in her hands. "Does that mean humans might die because of me?"

Edward took her hand and squeezed it, motioning for Leah to continue reading.

Would that count as a lecture? I'm not sure. I never really pay much attention in class. I was more worried about other things.

I wasn't planning to become involved with Jasper Whitlock. No, I only planned to screw with his head, and drive him insane. Oh, yeah. That sounded kind of weird in my head. Hmm... whatever. Must be me.

"I think it's her," Leah muttered.

"Alright, Daddy," I said sweetly, much sweeter than how I had spoken to Jasper. "Now can you let me suffer through homework now?"

"Homework is awful," agreed Seth.

My father rolled his eyes and swept his arms towards the long staircase. "Go right ahead, Lissie."

At least they didn't seem surprised like I thought the'd be. Seriously, they know I've never really done my homework before.

"Really?" wondered Esme.

Since we moved in the middle of the school year all the time, and the new school was in an entirely different area than the last school, I gave up trying back in 7th grade. I know that really dissapointed my mother.

"At least she realizes that much," Edward pointed out to Esme.

But now I had a reason to try again. Jasper. He realized at once that I was a slacker, and I was determined to prove him wrong. Yeah, this dude is bringing out the best in me, but I'd kill him before I let him know that. I wasn't suicidal, so I wouldn'y say kill myself unlike others. I would much rather be a murderer. To him at least. I'd rather not take lives, so he would have to never know.

"She really is different," snorted Seth.

I couldn't focus on my homework at all. Nope, nada or however you spell it. I don't really care. I just know I cannot understand what they're asking. I payed enough attention at my last school in that subject to know we were way behind this.

"Lissie?" Mom knocked on my door after I had thrown my book across the room.

"Somebody really doesn't like homework," chuckled Edward.

"At least she's trying again," said Jasper.

She opened it quietly. "Want help? I've been going to school since 1940 after all." She smiled at me.

I nodded. "Sure."

She rose an eyebrow at my willingness. "You know I expected to fight with you."

"I'm guessing she doesn't like help," Esme guessed.

"Yeah."

"Just one word answers?" inquired Edward. There it is again, the inquired thing for him!

"Why are you actually trying now after so long?" she asked, sitting by me and stroking my long blonde hair.

"There is a man I hate that I must prove wrong," I replied, sticking my nose into the air slightly.

"Aww..." Leah gushed. "You're a man to her Jasper, not a boy like Bella thought of Edward."

"Jasper?" Mom laughed.

"Yes!" I nearly shouted. "I can't decide whether I want to kill him, or leave him alive to torture him until the day I die." Mom frowned at the end. I knew she didn't want me to die, but I had to. I didn't want immortality. I wanted to die in the end, after a long happy life and a family. Maybe.

There was a small silence as they thought about that Lissie had been thinking about for a moment.

"Do you like him or something?" she chuckled.

I answered honestly.

"Is this where she says she's madly in love?" Jacob asked.

"No. I really don't like him, but I do like Alice."

She looked surprised. "Oh. It almost seemed like the kindergarten thing, where you pretend to hate..." she trailed off. Then smiled again. "Did you tell them about us?"

"Yeah," I said, letting out my breath through my teeth. "Can we work on this?" I asked her, pointing to the book near the closet door.

In a flash she picked it up and was back, beginning to explain it.

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It was at school the next day that I noticed it was only Jasper there. The excuse was that they all caught the flu, except for Jasper, Esme, and Carlisle.

"Not our best," Carlisle admitted about the excuse.

"That's so awful," a stupid brunette mumbled. See! Not all brunettes were smart.

"So true," Jasper mumbled. He was, after all, a blonde.

"Yeah," replied her friend who was even stupider. And happened to be a blonde. Le sigh. Ruining blondes reps.

"So true," Jasper repeated.

"Come on," Mom urged, and Dad placed his hand on the small of my back, pushing me forward. "You want to turn in all the homework we did last night."

"I'm so proud of you, Liss," Dad whispered, and all of his pride shone is his deep voice that had talked me to sleep every night when I was younger because of the rumbling of it.

I forced a small smile. I was up until 11:00 having Mom explain some of that stuff to me. I don't see how some of those Asians actually want more. Then again, its easy for them, so it probably doesn't take as long. I'm rather slow.

"What's with her and the Asians and their genius?" Seth asked. "I mean, I know this one Asian chick, Holly, and she's just low A's." He paused. "Wait, she's only half Asian, but she still got a C in Science."

"Thank, Emmett," I said. To the office we went after that.

"Hey Mrs. Peters," I smiled at the secretary. "This is my twin Rosalie Hale." I gestured to my mother. "And this is just Emmett McCarty." I merely waved a hand in Daddy's direction.

Mrs. Peters grinned. "Hello to you also Elisabeth." Some people actually liked me. So haha to Jasper Whitlock and those others at the table whose names I did know though they didn't tell me.

"We should go," Mom suggested.

Mom had the same first hour as me, which might just turn out worse for Jasper this time.

Jasper groaned. "Oh no. Not both of them. Beauty overload."

I wasn't disappointed.

"I'm sure she wasn't," said Alice very quietly.

"Can I read next?" Edward asked, because he, like many, hadn't heard Alice. Only Esme really heard, and smiled at her tiny, pinchable daughter.

"Whatever," Leah said, tossing the manuscript to him.


A/N: I don't like asking for anything. I never really have, but I'd like one more review. I don't like the number 6. Only 7, so just one more review and we're good. Thanks.

A/N 2: A new chapter of The Blood Countess is up. If that one has one more review instead of this one, that'll still be seven. It's shorter, and not as good. i think I'l take it down once I've finished it, but still I'd like to hear about what you few readers think of it.

A/N 3: My only two reviewers say this is confusing. It's like those Reading Twilight stories. The bold is the manuscript being read. Rosalie and Emmett have left, and they really did adopt a little girl named Elisabeth Rose Hale.

That's it for the longest author's note yet.