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JPOV (Jasper)
I leaned against the wall, my ipod blasting through the speakers. I was holding a black iphone, one of my most prized possessions, right after my baseball and a simple chain. The baseball was special because I had caught it at a game between my two favourite teams, the silver chain was from my girlfriend, and the ipod was important because my older sister had worked for two years to give me a good present for my birthday when my family was falling behind on spare cash. Most of the guys I knew would never keep such sentimental things, or even think about the emotional value of such things, but I had always been more sensitive then other guys. I wasn't about to tell any of my friends, though, or they would make fun of me. Even though they should try to remember everything from their human lives as well, when we had all of eternity to live, and nothing better to do then remember things. Things like attending the first day of pre-school, all excited from watching older siblings head off the school. Things like colouring pictures, and showing them to proud parents and putting the pictures of the fridge. Things like learning to ride a bike, making a best friend, learning to read, hitting the first baseball, and making school teams. Things like falling in love, getting a broken heart, passing high school, and going off to University. Things like getting a job, getting married, and having kids. I sighed as I thought about how I had never been able to do most of those things, and couldn't even remember the things I did do. My human life was a blur, and I could barely recall my sister's name, let alone my first day of school.
Talking voices behind me made me avert back to the present, where I stood alone in my small closet, listening to my music and staring at a shelf that held my baseball, my necklace, and some trophies from my human life.
"Hey, Jasper!" Alec called, "We're going to talk to the girl common room right now. Want to come? You might see someone you want to talk to, like Alice. Or Rosalie." my friends could never forget the time Rosalie had asked me out for no apparent reason.
Erik snickered, and I replied, "I do not like Alice! Or Rosalie, for that matter. Everyone knows that she is going out with Emmet," the day after she had asked me out, she had started appearing everywhere holding hands with the huge Emmet, "But I'll go to the common room, anyway. Just a minute." I put back my ipod and grabbed the chain, putting it around my neck.
It helped me remember to keep a cool head when Alice was around, because there certainly was a reason my friends kept bringing her up. Even though I was supposed to hate her, there were times that I could look at her sweet, beautiful face and completely forget about everything. My mind went blank and it was all I could do to keep my jaw closed. She was the complete oppisite of me; hyper, curious, expressive, and talkative, but that only seemed to make me like her more. It made her more interesting, with more emotions for me to read, and try to control. I thought about how Rosalie had ended up with Emmet, even though everyone knew that they hated each other. Perhaps the vampire cliques we had formed didn't really matter.
"Planning on making an appearance sometimes this century, Jasper?" Erik asked, pulling open the closet door.
I grinned sheepishly at both him and Alec, and then led my best friends down the the girls common room. When I arrived, I could feel tense, furious emotions coming from the room. There were even a couple of girls that were scared, so I knew what had to be happening. There was a fight.
Alec, Erik, and myself entered carefully, not wanting to provoke any of the angry, dangerous females, especially Jane. Luckily, she was nowhere to be found, so I relaxed as I took in the scene. Alice was standing in a offensive manner, feet spread apart, hands on her hips, with a scowl on her gorgious lips. I swallowed and made myself look at Rosalie, who was standing in the same position. Both of them had at least one of their friends behind them, Jessica with Alice, and Tanya and Laren with Rosalie. There was instense hatred coming from both Alice and Rosalie, and I couldn't help but wonder what the fight was about. It didn't take me long to realize, though.
"You are such a pig!" Alice spat out in a malicious voice, "How dare you try to spread that rumor about her? You don't even know her, Rosalie Hale! You don't know anything."
Rosalie sneered, "Don't try to pretend that you really care, Alice Brandon." I thought about her perfect Alice's name was for her while Rosalie continued, "You just take any excuse to get on my nerves. Well, listen to this, any rumors I spread are not without truth."
Alice nodded, "Yeah, but you put the wrong name on the rumor. It was probably actually you who that rumor is really about." Jessica laughed and ignored the glares of Tanya and Lauren.
Then I saw Jane walking up from her room, and by the concerned looks both Alice and Jessica were giving her, the curious looks from all the other girls, and furious looks from Rosalie and her crowd, I knew who the rumors were about. And if anyone wanted to walk away without being attacked by Jane's power, I knew it was time to step in. I concentrated on calm, peaceful feelings and watched everyone relax, and then turn to look at me. They knew my power, and what I had done. However, the power was broken for a second when Emmet stepped into the room, and pushed me to the side. I stumbled, loosing concentrating for a second before getting it back at the sight of Rosalie stepping towards Alice. I didn't want Alice hurt.
A step behind Emmet was Edward, who looked as furious as everyone else, despite my power. I almost laughed as I saw that almost all 'the six' was here. Emmet, Edward, Rosalie, Alice, and myself. The only one missing was Isabella Swan, and that was probably because she was hunting.
"What is going on?" Emmet asked Rosalie, as he snaked an arm around her waist.
She smiled at him for a brief second, "Alice was screaming at me for no reason." she complained, "And then Jasper used his power on us all, and then and that thing came in here." she pointed at Edward.
"That thing?" Edward demanded, his expression murderous, "What is that supposed to mean, Rosalie Hale?"
She laughed, "Like you don't know? You are probably reading my mind right now, like the freak you are." she looked up at Emmet, as if expecting him to congradulate her on her response.
"Look whose talking." Alice put in, "The queen of freaks herself."
"Stay out of this, Alice. You really aren't in this conversation." Edward growled.
Alice looked ready to tear off his head, so I stepped in, "Can't just calm down, people?" my voice sounded desperate.
"No." Emmet, Rosalie, Alice, and Edward said at once.
"And why ever not?" we all jumped at the sound of Bella's voice. She had literally appeared out of thin air, and was walking towards her closet.
"Where did you came from?" Edward asked, looking surprised, but not unpleasently so.
I wondered if I had missed something between the two and it seemed that Rosalie though the same way, "Probably your closet." she suggested, "If you catch my drift." she winked with a sudden grin. Isabella looked frustrated at the turn the conversation was taking, but Jasper couldn't read her emotions; she was immune to other powers, "Rosalie, please stop making those kind of comments. They aren't funny, or entertaining in any way."
Alice may not have liked Isabella Swan, but she decided to pretend to agree with her to make fun of Rosalie, who she hated more, "Yeah, Rosalie, because that is probably what you were wishing. Coming out of Edward's closet, I mean. We all know how you like to say things about other that are actually about you." Alice exchanged a look with Jane.
"How dare you talk about her life that!" Emmet roared, protective of his girlfriend, "You morons don't have any idea what you are talking about. Or who you are talking about. Don't mess with Rose and I, or it will bite you in the-"
Bella cut him off, "Watch your language, if you please." she looked around at all of us as she said this.
Rosalie looked frustrated, "Fine." she stalked out of the door.
Emmet took one look at her walking away, said, "Fine." and hurried after her.
Edward just nodded before leaving, and I looked at Alice, waiting for her to nod her perfect head, or speak in her angel voice, "Whatever." she muttered, and then went back to gossiping with her friends.
Everyone looked to me, expected me to say something, but I suddenly felt a strong emotion, that I recognized as my own; I wished all this nonsense about us hating each other would end. It seemed that Isabella felt that same way, so I walked over to her and asked quietly, "Isabella, can I have a word?"
She waiting for a second, probably wondering why I would want to talk to her, "Its Bella. But what do you want to talk about?"
I looked around and wished that the curious eyes would disappear before whispering, "I kind of wish this would all stop. I mean, the all the popular crap. It seems so stupid that we can't all just get along."
Bella covered her mouth with her hand to hide a smile, "You just want Alice to stop hating you." she guessed, "But yeah, I'm kind of in agreement with you. Still, have you got any idea how to stop Rosalie from acting like a cow, or stop Edward from being so arrogant?" she waited for me to answer, even though she already knew what I would answer.
I paused, "Well, no. I guess not. But what you were saying about Alice-" I was about to tell her that I didn't like Alice, when she put a hand up to stop me.
"Its okay, I won't tell anyone. By the way, she likes you too." Bella disappeared in an instant, and I knew it would be useless to try and find her, she had gone completely invisible.
Then I turned to see Alice Brandon. She was laughing with her friends, the conflict between her enemies already forgotten, and her spiky black hair looked incredibly magnificent with the contrast of her pale skin. Like always, I thought. Then her friends turned away to listen to some girl say something, but Alice turned and met my eyes. She smiled a timid smile at me, raised a petite hand in greeting, and turned back to her friends to continue the chatter. It was as if our communication had never happened.
But I knew that something had just happened between Alice and I, and judging by the small smile I saw playing around the edges of her lips as I left with Erik and Alec, she knew it too.
I'm going to try not to bore you with A/N, but please read! And I promise it will get more interesting.
