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Jasper. You are one fucked up idiot.

Tell me something I don't already know!

I sat in my car, in the parking lot at the University. Did I really just come all this way over some guy I just met, all because I would rather have sex with Alice, than have coffee with him? Idiot, idiot, idiot!

This guy probably isn't even here. But if I don't talk to him now, I will just feel guilty about what I did, which is un-Jasper like of me. I don't ever feel guilty about anything I do, but the look on his face when he walked away, it made me think otherwise.

When I think about it, it was Alice's fault. But I should have left her and chased after him. I just didn't think about it then.

I got out of my car and started walking around to see if I could find him. I looked by the tree where Emmett and I were talking earlier and where Edward found my keys, but he wasn't there. I started walking in the direction he was going in when he disappeared.

The path he took led to a small, old building that nobody goes in anymore. The door was locked, so I couldn't get in. I looked into the window and found out that it was a storage for old instruments. I saw trumpets and flutes, drums and violins, and a giant tuba. They were all covered in dust. Everything, except for one. In the very corner of the small building was a grand piano. It looked shiny and new, like someone just cleaned it. It was huge, and took up a lot of space, but it didn't seem abandoned. It seemed like someone played it every once in a while, so it wouldn't feel lonely.

I detached my eyes from the window and walked around to see if I could find Edward, but no luck. This was just too difficult. I just gave up and walked to my car.

I was half way to my car, when something ran into me and knocked me to the ground.

I hit my head with a loud thud on the hard surface. "Ouch," I moan.

"I am so sorry; I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you alright?"

I sat up and rubbed the back of my head. There was a huge bump on it, and it hurt like hell. "I'm fine," I lied once again. I seem to be getting hurt a lot today.

I look up and saw a girl with long brunette hair and chocolate brown eyes. I have to say, she was pretty, but not my type. She held out her hand to help me up. I took it and slowly got up. I could smell her scent, or her perfume. She smelled really good; like vanilla. It was delicious. I could just pounce on her right now and eat her right up.

"Are you sure you're alright? You hit your head pretty hard," she says.

"I'll survive," I said while still rubbing the back of my head.

"I'm Bella, by the way," she announces. So this is the Bella that Alice was trying to hook up with Edward. She really is clumsy.

"I'm Jasper."

She looked at her watch on her wrist; her eyes grew huge and her mouth dropped. "Oh shoot, I'm late. Well, it's nice meeting you Jasper. I'll see you around," she said quickly and left.

I watched her as she sped away quickly. She is very interesting.

I continued walking to my car, watching out for anymore dangers that may be lurking for me. I finally reached my car and got in. Where the hell do I go now? Since Edward was nowhere to be found. I guess I'll check here tomorrow.

I might as well get coffee, even if it's not free. I sighed, then put my car in drive and took off. Starbucks, here I come!

I pulled up into the parking lot at Starbucks. My stomach started growling and I realized that I haven't eaten anything all day. Maybe I'll get a muffin or something.

I got out of the car and walked through the doors of my favorite place in the world. It smelled of freshly brewed coffee and pastries. It was marvelous!

I anxiously walked up to the counter to where one of the workers was standing. I didn't realize that it was Angela who was at the register. I've come here so many times, her and I became acquaints.

"Hey Angela!" I spoke while smiling.

She smiled back. "A tall, caramel, light frappuccino coming right up!"

My smile grew even wider. "You know everything, don't you? Oh, by the way; I'm thinking a muffin today."

"Banana nut?"

"Of course," I reply.

I took out my wallet from my back pocket; thinking that if Edward was here, I wouldn't be doing this. I glanced up for a quick second and nearly fell over. Was this really happening? Am I dreaming?

In the very back corner of the coffee house was Edward. He sat perfectly still, looking out the window, watching the cars go by. He had a very sad expression on his face; he looked lonely. Nice going Jasper! It's your fault that he looks like that!

I handed Angela the money and she handed me my muffin. "Your coffee will be ready soon," she said.

"Thanks Angela," I said.

I walked toward the dazed Edward. "Hey Edward!" I shouted out.

He quickly turned around and this time, he nearly fell right out of his chair.

"J-Jasper!? W-What are you doing here?" he stuttered.

"Coffee, what do you expect? Can I sit with you?" I ask.

"Of course you can," he replied.

I sat down and immediately tore off a small piece from my muffin and popped it into my mouth. He then spoke. "So, what are you doing here? Besides coffee. I thought you were with that short girl… Alice," he paused before saying her name.

I nearly choked on the muffin. I didn't want to explain to him that I already went to her house and then took off to find him. I quickly swallowed what I was chewing. "Um, yeah. I would rather be here than with her," I admitted.

His brow furrowed. "But isn't she your girlfriend?"

I shook my head. "We would date off and on, but I'm through with her," I partially lied. I mean, I was through with her, but I just couldn't help myself today. I'm just too weak.

"Oh." Was all he said.

"Jasper!" Angel called. "Your coffee is ready."

"I'll be back," I said and got up.

"Thanks," I said to Angela.

"No problem."

I walked back to the table and sat down. "So, you're new," I stated, not as a question.

"Yeah, I just moved here a few weeks ago," he said.

I took a sip of my coffee then looked at his muscled arms; they were bare. Even I was freezing, and I had a coat on. "Hey, aren't you cold?" I ask while eyeing his strong looking arms.

He smirked. "I'm used to it. You see, I went to high school in Forks, Washington; which is the wettest place in the continental U.S. It's even colder there than it is here."

Mindless as I was, I reached out and put my hand on his arm. He shivered. I quickly took my hand away. He was ice cold. I don't know how he could stand it. "Edward, you're freezing!"

He smiled, which made him look absolutely beautiful, I thought I was going to pass out. "Your hand is warm," he answered in a gentle, velvet voice.

Jasper, you are a dead man!

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