Chapter 3: Observations
After a quick breakfast of cereal and milk, Bella tugged on her jacket, slung her book bag over her shoulder, and left the house. Edward was waiting in his car, and tapped the horn briefly.
"Alright, alright, I'm coming" she mumbled. He seemed to forget she was human when it came to her speed. She made her way down the front steps, taking care on the slick ice.
"Good morning my darling" Edward said in his charming, velvet voice. "Sleep well?"
Bella made a noncommittal sound. She glanced over at him to see what he was wearing for the day. Although she wasn't fashion savvy, she always liked to see what the Cullens wore to school. Their clothes were usually simple, and usually designer. Today he wore a crisp white collared shirt and dark jeans. She frowned a little, the jeans were fitted. Correction, they were tight. "Skinny" was what they were called. The kind of jeans that left little to the imagination in groin area. She'd seen a few kids in Phoenix wearing them, but they were definitely not what boys wore to Forks High School.
She also noticed his brown leather belt perfectly matched his ankle boots, and the cuff link bracelet he wore on his left hand. Snappy dresser. Made her feel more like a charity case, in her thrift store plaid shirt, and worn sneakers.
When they pulled into the school parking lot, she saw that his brothers and sisters were already waiting. Edward pulled into a spot next to his brother Jasper's BMW, and Bella got out to greet the Cullens.
"Hi Bella!" called Alice, always in a sunny mood. Alice was leaning against Jasper's car; Jasper was her "brother" and boyfriend. As usual, he looked grim and surly, not bothering to acknowledge Bella.
Something about Jasper's appearance was familiar today. Bella looked at him closely. Jasper was a tall, lean vampire. Blond, curly hair, close in color to his amber eyes, which were shadowed as if bruised. Strong jaw and pale skin. He had the casual grace of a warrior, and the face of an angry runway model. She watched as he looked over at Edward, gave him a half smile, and turned to walk away, pulling Alice with him.
And then she realized what it was, he and Edward were wearing a similar combination of too tight denim and dress shirt. Maybe it was new vampire fashion? Couldn't be, Emmet was wearing loose cargo pants, and a pullover.
Interesting.
Chapter 4: Questions
Carlisle sat in his study, glad Esme was out shopping. He needed some time to think. His son Edward was always strange. Although, strange might not be the best word, considering the fact that they were all creatures of the night. His siblings had found mates, and were devoted to their other halves, but Edward never seemed to want to settle down. Over the years, his angst had steadily increased, causing his mother to worry. And then he met Bella, a human, and expressed his undying love for her. Although divided over his choice in a human, the family was happy and relieved that he was now at peace. Edward had been spending every night in Bella's room, had even confided in Carlisle, that he had taken Bella's virginity.
So why was his son coming home every morning to masturbate?
Chapter 5: Preparations
This chapter is a flashback to 7 months ago….
Jasper stood in a hotel bathroom, staring in a smudged mirror, a hundred years of thoughts racing through his mind. He unscrewed the top to a hot pink container of Wet and Wild Mascara. Cheap, but long lasting. He dragged the ink black brush under each eyelid, slowly coating each lash. Heavy eyeliner on each eye, and shimmery shadow on each brow bone. Leaning over the vanity, he took in his perfect face.
He always left his lips bare.