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The sun was actually shining on Forks. Of course, it had been a few days late, but the fact that the sun was shining was amazing.

I woke up to the sound of "Misery Business" by Paramore blasting on my iHome, and the sunlight streaming in my window. Downstairs, caught a whiff of something cooking downstairs.

I dressed myself in a black tee shirt and black jeans, and my black low-top Converse. I figured, if the sun was out, it would be wise to attract as much as possible.

I was naturally pale. I didn't mind being pale, it was just how I was. Nobody here cared, but in New York City, it was a completely different story. Even the palest people were ultra tan. I always felt out of place at school, considering I had a Volkswagon and they were driving up with shiny, new, Italian sports cars.

I shut my iPod off then headed downstairs. It was going to be warm, so I grabbed my North Face jacket (warm meant sixty degrees) off the back of my door and stepped outside of my door. I was greeted by the aroma of French toast, my absolute favorite.

"Morning, mom!" I said, taking a piece of toast and drowning it in Canadian syrup.

"Morning, Al," she replied as she sat down at the table across from me.

We took our time that morning. Teachers wouldn't want to teach anyway. Everybody would be outside in the picnic grove, or hanging around the parking lot, and eating lunch outside. If the sun was out, so was the entire population of the city of Forks.

I glanced at the clock. I didn't want to rush, but if I didn't leave then, I would be late. I grabbed my schoolbag, slung my fleece jacket over my shoulder, and strode out the door. I threw my bag into the trunk, then put the key into the ignition and drove off toward school.

Like I said, everybody was sitting on the hoods of their car in the parking lot. Mike Newton had the gang over by his car. It seemed that he was having a party in his parking spot. I walked over.

"Hola!" greeted Jessica, who rushed over to me. "Oh my God! Aren't you excited?! The sun is actually out!"

"Yeah, it's really cool," I said. It actually was, considering I hadn't seen the sun in two weeks.

School was practically cancelled that day. Teachers either showed pointless movies, or let us do what we wanted in class, or sit around outside. At that particular moment, I was sitting at one of the picnic tables, my bag on the dry ground (yes, the ground was actually dry) and Jessica was sprawled out on the table, soaking up sun in a purple tank top.

"Oh my God! Don't you just love the sun?" she asked me, tilting her head up toward the sky.

"I don't really have a preference. It wasn't sunny much in New York," I said.

Angela walked up and sat down. "Hey guys! You'll never believe who I just asked to prom!" she squealed. "Eric Yorkie!"

"Wow, Angela! That's great! I'm so happy for you," I congratulated.

"We should go to Port Angeles to go dress shopping on Friday night. Everyone else is gonna start shopping, and then all the good dresses will get cleaned out," said Jessica, sitting up.

"Definitely," agreed Angela.

"Do you guys mind if I tag along?" I asked.

"Yeah, totally! Who else's opinion am I gonna get? Jessica's?" joked Angela.

"Haha, very funny," said a sarcastic Jessica.

Friday came.

Jasper had been absent today. Maybe because it had also been sunny. It had become a thing with me. Everyday, at lunch, I would look for him. If I saw him, my heart would lift and I would know to go over biology that night. Otherwise, I would pay attention, but my mind would be depressed.

Jessica followed me home after school. I pulled up on the side of the road, and she pulled up behind me. I ran inside and swapped my wallet and phone into my purse, then climbed into the passenger side of her car.

"Let's go get Angela," she said cheerfully as she pulled away from my house. SHe flipped on the radio. "Ahhhh! I love this song!" she squealed.

"How did we get here? Well, I used to know you soooooo well! Well how did we get here? I think I knooooooooooow!" I sang.

"Wow, Alice! You have an awesome voice! Are you trying out for the show?" she asked.

"Umm, I don't know. I've never really thought of myself as a singer or actress," I said.

By that time, we had pulled up to Angela's house. Jessica honked the horn and Angela came outside.

"Hey!" she greeted as she climbed into the backseat of Jessica's car. "Ahhh! Oh my God! Is this Decode?" she asked, pointing to the radio.

"Yeah! Isn't it awesome. I'm so excited. I can't wait for them to go on tour. We should get tickets, 'cuz it's gonna be an awesome concert!" said Jessica.

"Definitely!"

"Sure. "

The drive was shorter than I had anticipated. Before I knew it, we were pulling up outside of a dress shop. Jessica got out, and fed the meter while Angela went in and started looking for dresses. "C'mon! I see a really cute one!" she said, pulling me into the dress shop while pointing in the window.

Inside, Angela was already sifting through racks upon racks of formal dresses. She had two slung over her arm. One was sea green and one was lavender. She walked over to us. "Oh my God! Jessica, you should get that one!" she said, pointing to the one that Jessica was holding up.

"Really? I'm gonna go try it on," she explained, and strutted over to the fitting rooms, Angela on her heels.

Angela came out first, wearing the sea green dress. It was knee length, and puffed out at the waist all the way down to the knee. I didn't think it looked good on her, and apparently neither did she. "I don't think that this is the one," she muttered, a look of disgust on her face.

Jessica bumped into Angela as she was coming out of the dressing room. "I'm so getting this!" she said excitedly.

The deep pink/purple color really accented her skin. It was long, floor length, and hugged her curves just so. It looked great on her. "You should!" I said, excited for her.

I then felt sad for a moment, that I wasn't going to prom, but I had to be in Seattle for that day.

As Jessica was retreating to go put on her jeans and shirt, Angela came out, this time wearing a lavender dress that had a long gap in the front, laced up in a deeper purple. It wasn't completely form fitting, and it made her look almost like a Greek goddess. And it made her almost black hair really pop. "That looks amazing," I said, because it was true. She did look amazing.

When the duo was finished getting ready to look at shoes, I decided to go find the book. I had the map and the address in my pocket, so I couldn't possibly get lost. After all, there was only the one street of shopping.

"Guys, I have to go find this book at some bookstore. How 'bout I meet you at the resturaunt. Call me when you're done here," I said as I was heading out the door.

The bookstore wasn't hard to find. And, since I had already contacted the clerk and asked him to hold the book Getting it was a piece of cake.

As I was walking out of the bookstore, the bookkeeper locked the door behind me. I looked at the map. If I took a quick alleyway shortcut, I would be at the resturaunt in about two minutes. I turned down the dark pathway started my way down. My jaunt was cut short because of two shady looking figures who were trying to intercept me. I reversed my direction and turned down a different path. I thought I was free until I saw two more elusive guys standing at the end.

Oh, crap, I thought to myself as I tried to stay calm. I was being herded into the group, no doubt about it, but I could slightly remember taking a few karate lessons when I was ten.

Then, one of them spoke to me. "Hey! What's you're rush? C'mon! I need some form of entertainment tonight!" he cheered, eying my body up and down.

The one who spoke then drew me too him. Tears were forming in my eyes. I couldn't believe it. This definitely hadn't been in my plan. Jessica and Angela would be worried. I would probably never see Jasper again, and Elle...God bless her.

I was startled by the sound of screeching tires rounding the corner. Then, the black Jaguar came around. I was safe.

Jasper jumped out of the car and started toward the four guys, a darkly menacing look upon his face. "Get in the car," he commanded me.

I climbed into the passenger seat and buckled myself in. Tears came. I was sobbing. Then, I saw the group clear, and Jasper walk back and aggressively get in and start the car.

My breathing was heavy. I was crying. Yet, somehow, Jasper was calming. I felt completely at ease with him. That was part of the reason why I liked him so much.

"Please distract me," he growled. "I'm really not in the mood to go back and rip their heads off."

"Uh, there's Jessica!" I said, pointing to a hyperventilating girl on the sidewalk.

He pulled over I got out, and was instantly greeted by the rush of her hugs. "ALICE! OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?!"

"I'm fine," I responded. I was still shaking, and my dried tears dirtied my face. Jasper had one hand on my back. He must really care.

"Do you mind if we join you?" asked Jasper.

Jessica's face lit up. "Actually, we already ate," said Angela. Jessica's face grew annoyed as she playfully smacked Angela on the arm.

"Oh, well, okay. Do you mind if I take Alice out to dinner?" he asked.

"But I'm not hungy--"

"You should eat," he urged. "I'll drive her home," he promised.

"Okay," said a sad Jessica. As they turned away, "Why did you do that?" she asked Angela in hushed tones.

"What? We already ate!"

"Yes, but that was THE Jasper Cullen!"

"Oh."

I turned back to Jasper, but he was already at the door, holding it open. I walked through, thanked him, and walked up to the hostess booth. "Table for two?" she asked, staring at Jasper.

"Yes."

She grabbed to menus and led us to a table in the middle of a resturaunt. Jasper pressed a hundred into the palm of her hand. "Could we have something a little more private?" he asked.

The hostess led us to the back, stopping at a booth at the very back. She put the two menus on the table. "If you need anything, just ask me. My name is Kim," she said, giving me quick glares and then looking longingly at Jasper.

"Thank you," he smiled, then took my coat and his and laid them across one seat, then came and sat down next to me.

"Do you do that often?" I asked him.

"Do what?" he asked innocently.

"Dazzle people like that?!"

"Oh...do I dazzle you?"

"Quite frequently," I replied as a new waitress came up.

"Can I start you off with anything to drink?" she said, pen poised on the pad.

"Two cokes," Jasper said.

The waitress hurried off to fill the order, and Jasper looked at me. I looked back at him. "Well?" I asked.

"Well what?"

"Could you explain to me what happened back there? How did you know where to find me, much less how to make such a double-oh-seven entrance?"

"Oh, well, I....feel....very protective of you," he said in a low voice.

My heart was pounding against my chest. I wouldn't be surprised if it burst out.

"I sort of followed you here. I promised myself that I wouldn't intervene unless you needed it. And that guy....oh....you needed me."

The waitress returned with the drinks. "I'll give you more time," she said.

"Jasper?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"How did you find me?"

"Well, its...complicated. I can sense emotions. All I could sense was their lust and your fear. I could see you, almost, crying..." he wiped one of my dried tears. "Alice, I know that this is hard to grasp, but I love you. When I felt that they were going to....I almost killed them. Do you know how much control it took for me to walk away and just get into the car?"

I was speechless. Nobody had ever loved me, much less felt protective of me. Well, besides Elle and my dad, but that's beside the point. I like Jasper, and here he was confessing to me that he was in love with me.

This is some strong stuff here.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I'm very attracted to you," I said, rather mindlessly.

Jasper smiled and flashed me one of his amazing, beautiful smile. My heart melted, and so did I.

I hadn't noticed that the waitress had came back, and had been standing there, listening to us tell each other how much we loved one another. She cleared her throat, signifying her presence. I blushed. "Would you like to order now?"

"I'll have the gnocci bolognese," I said, eyes on Jasper.

We talked the rest of the night. I ate my food while he talked, and he listened to me when I spoke. Then, he said something, his face changing completely. "Alice, there's something I need to tell you. I haven't been totally honest with you. I know that you have your crazy theories, but I have to tell you that not one of them is remotely correct. Alice, I'm a vampire."

This changed things. Why wouldn't it? I just found out that Jasper was a vampire. He was looking at me with a stunned expression. "What? You aren't going to run away?"

"No....I don't mind, actually," I said cooly.

He still looked stunned. But, I'm a monster? How can you not be terrified?"

"Because. You aren't a monster. If you were a monster, then how come I'm still alive?" I dared.

He grimaced at the thought of me dying. "Alrighty then," he said, motioning for the waitress to bring us the check. "I'll take you home."

The waitress brought the check, and Jasper handed her a shiny, silver credit card. When it was given back to him, he stood up, grabbed our coats, and helped me out of the booth, and put my coat on. Then, as we walked throughout the entire resturaunt, he had his hand on the small of my back, just in case I tripped. Outside, he opened my door for me, and shut when I was inside. He was such a gentleman. "Thank you," I whispered as we started out on the road.

Jasper drove at insane speeds, dodging cars and evading speeding tickets. "You should slow down," I mumbled.

"I hate driving at the speed limit. It's so limiting," he spoke, as he then took my hand and held it in his. My heart was pumping. His hand was cold, and hard, but I didn't mind. After all, we were in love.

When we got back to my place, he got out of the car and helped me out. "I'll see you in school on Monday," he said, as he jogged back to his car.

I opened the front door and stepped inside as he pulled away. I walked upstairs and crashed on my bed. This had been one of the best days of my life....

I hoped you enjoyed it. I liked writing this chapter because it's one of my favorite parts in the book. I'm thinking that I'll make all of my chapters for this story longer, meaning less updates, but more reading! Please R&R!

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