Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight!!
I was on the beach. Jacob Black was standing there, right next to me. Then, Jasper appeared in the woods. His face was grave and he looked at me with an urging expression. "Run!" he shouted.
I turned to run, but, where Jacob Black once stood, there was now a large, russet colored bear-wolf right next to me. I turned toward Jasper, because surely this wasn't happening but he had disappeared. And, when I turned toward the bear-wolf, he was gone too. I was all alone. "JASPER!"
"JASPER!" I screamed as I lurched forward in bed.
He was there. I was in his arms. Jasper held me against him, stroking me hair and kissing my head. He wiped my tears away and I cried. "Shhhh, Alice. It's okay. I'm here," he soothed.
"Yeah, but in my dream, you were gone!" I sobbed into his chest.
"Alice," he said, taking my face in his hands. "I am never going to leave you. Ever!" he vowed, pulling me into a hug.
We stayed up and talked most of the night. At four, Jasper made me go to sleep. I reluctantly closed my eyes, and his melodic voice carried over me as he sang me to sleep. Sleep came over me, and then it was Saturday. I woke up in Jasper's arms. "Good morning, Alice," he crooned, then ducked underneath the bed just as Elle knocked on the door.
"Good morning, Mom," I said groggily, pulling the covers back and getting out of bed.
"Good morning, Alice. Pancakes?" she asked.
"Yeah," I answered, pulling out a pair of jeans and an old Delia's tee shirt out of my closet, then went to go take a shower.
When I came back, dressed and ready to go for the day, Jasper wasn't there. I started to freak out. I didn't know what to do. He had become a need to me. When he wasn't near me, I couldn't breathe. He was all that mattered, in reality. Just when I was about to pass out, he climbed through the window and pulled me into a hug. "Like I said, I'm never going to leave you. I just had to go get changed. What would the neighbors say, otherwise?" he explained.
I nodded, burying my head in his chest. He was quite taller than me. About a foot, almost. And we looked completely different from each other. I was 5'4", with ivory skin, short, spiky, black hair, and bright green eyes. He was 6'4", with honey blond hair, porcelin skin, and had golden eyes. And yet, we were one. We completed each other, I, him, and him, me.
"Do you want to come over to my place?" he asked me out of the blue.
"Sure, but, what if they don't like me?" I asked.
"You're going to be amidst six vampires, and you're only concern is that they won't like you?" he asked jokingly.
"Well, yeah. I mean, I trust you," I said, crawling into his lap.
He kissed my head. "Well, you're coming to my place. They'll love you!" he promised, rocking me in his arms. "I'll be back in five minutes."
He crawled out the window. Surely, five minutes later, his car was in the driveway and the doorbell was ringing. I rushed down the stairs to answer it, and saw Jasper's smiling face. "Mom! I'm going out today! Be back later!" I shouted.
"Okay! See ya!" she shouted back.
Jasper held my hand as he walked out to the car. He opened my door, and helped me in. He closed my door, then got in on his side and started the car. Indie rock started to play. "Oh my God! How did you know that I like this kind of music?"
"There are a lot of things that I know about you that you don't know I know," he said.
"That's part of the reason I love you so much!" I chirped as he took my hand and sped down the highway.
He turned onto a small road that wound into the forest, and slowed down about 40 mph. Soon, we came to a stop in front of a huge, modern looking house. One of the walls were glass. The house was gorgeous, and I was about to go inside.
Jasper opened my door and helped me out. He put his hand around my waist and went to open the door. Inside, was a small foyer, with a bench next to the door, and room divides on the other side. I started to take my coat off, but the job was finished by Jasper. He put his hand on the small of my back, and escorted me upstairs. I heard the sound of opera music drifting from the kitchen.
Jasper smiled at me as we walked into the kitchen. Inside, Rosalie was holding a bowl, Emmett and Esme were chopping up ingredients to be put in the bowl, and Carlisle was boiling pasta. Emmett looked up. "Hey, Alice!" he greeted, waving his giant knife. Esme walked from behind the counter and came over, took my hands, and kissed my cheek. "Alice! It's so wonderful to meet you. We're making Italiano for you."
"Thank you so much! I'm starving," I replied.
Carlisle smiled a toothy grin. "It gives us a chance to use the kitchen for once," he joked.
Rosalie didn't stop glaring at me the entire time. From behind me, Bella and Edward walked in. Bella gave me a hug. "Hey, Alice!" she said. Edward waved.
"Hey, Alice," he said, shaking my hand. Jasper had told me about Edward. Apparently Bella was the newest addition to the Cullen family, and that she had the toughest time with the resistance of human blood. And, apparently, my blood smelled the best.
Jasper took my hand and led me away from the kitchen. On the stairs, I noticed a large frame with a collection of graduation caps inside. "Um, Jasper? I'm not sure why, but there are a gazillion graduation caps in this frame? Are you guys, like, some secret thieves of used graduation caps?" I asked.
"We've gone to high school a lot. When one lives forever, there tend to be a lot of graduation caps that pile up over the years," he joked.
I chuckled. When we got into his room and looked around, I noticed two things. The huge flatscreen that I could never afford in my lifetime, and the amazingly soft looking couch. I took my freedom and laid down on it, pulling a soft, plush blanket over me.
"I see that you like my couch," Jasper observed.
"Oh my God! Is this humanly, well, in your case, vampirely possible?! It's sooooo soft!" I squealed.
"Keep the blanket. It'll keep you warm at night," he told me, then stood me up, and pressed play on his CD player. Rogue Wave, one of my favorite bands, started to flow out of the speakers.
He twirled me around, and I went with it. I wasn't the best dancer, but I wasn't terrible either. And it didn't bother me that I wasn't that great, especially with Jasper next to me. I could be myself with him, and that's why I loved him so much.
"You do know that I'm not scared of you," I informed him.
He suppressed a laugh. "Well, then, you really shouldn't have said that," he said, pulling me onto his back. "Hang on!"
Jasper jumped off the balcony that was connected to his room. He flew into the trees, then held on to a nearby oak tree to make sure that I was still hanging on.
"I'm still here," I said.
He jumped off the tree and soared into another one, and then one more, then another, then climbed up one. He put me down, but never took his hand from around my waist.
"This is.....this is crazy!" I gushed. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."
"I have something to show you," he whispered.
He took my hands and put me back on his back. Then, he jumped into some more trees (A/N: I've always wanted to go tree jumping!) and then, onto a nearby mountain. He started running. The speed was ridiculous. My car couldn't even go this fast.
Then, he stopped and put me down. We had arrived at the most beautiful, fantastic meadow I had ever seen in my seventeen years of living...