Disclaimer: nope, not mine, i dont own... i just borrow and play with the characters... ill think about giving them back

I know. It has been forever. Before you send me death threats and torture warnings, please, did't you read my profile page? I posted a notice on there a while ago stating that I was in no fit mood to write and I didnt know when I would be back.

Well, either you I hope you like this chapter, and the itty bit of drama at the end. Reveiw you guys, even if you are just telling me that you hate me for being away for so long.

Chapter Five – Complications

APOV

We settled into a normal routine, Jasper and I.

Jasper started at Forks High the day after he came back to Forks. He said he felt so useless sitting around the house, and he wanted something to do. I didn't blame him. Besides the usual stares that the rare new kids got at out school, Jasper was getting quite a lot of… female… attention. And I couldn't say I was happy about it.

On his first day at school I introduced him to my friends. "Slut, whore, sweetie, friend, slut, best friend, Bella, slut, my sister, whore…" I muttered under my breath at him, causing him to chuckle at me.

"And the guys?" He asked me.

"Ben, Eric, Mike, Tyler, you know Emmett and Edward, obviously…" I trailed off, giving him the lowdown on the guys like I had the girls, "Sweetie, nerdy, annoying in a puppy dog way, man-whore, awesome and my brother." Jasper grinned widely at my antic's.

"So Jasper," Ben said conversationally, "You're trumping Bella's new kid card, eh?" He laughed.

"I guess I am, sorry Bella." Bella laughed and I beamed at Jasper, as Ben reached over to bump his fist against Jasper's.

All was going smoothly.

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Three weeks after Jasper arrived. Jasper was being a darling. He had to cancel out weekend plans to go to the library like a good student and work on a project. He had been extra sweet to me ever since to make up for it. I breezed into class after being dropped off by my amazing Jasper. Only to be stopped dead in my tracks.

"Agh, are you kidding me? Southern boys are talented." I heard as I walked past Lauren Mallory's table. Southern boys? There was only one southern boy in the school, and that was my Jasper. I stopped and pretended to be looking at the notices on the board.

"Really?" I heard someone else gasp. I turned my head ever so slightly. Then I wanted to gasp myself. It was Jess. She was supposed to be my best friend. "But he's always with Alice. How did you get him alone?"

Lauren giggled. "I noticed him in Port Angeles yesterday afternoon… and the rest is history…" I heard Jess start to beg Lauren for more information, but I paid no attention. Jasper had told me he was going to the library yesterday.

Jasper had been at Port Angeles… with Lauren Mallory? Slut extraordinaire? How could he? And he kissed her? I had kissed him when he had come home from the 'library'! EW!

Obviously old habits die hard.

I sat through class, ignoring the teacher, slowly getting madder and madder. There had to be some logical explanation for this. Then I glanced at Laurens face. She looked elated as she was talking to Jess. I tuned into their conversation. She was talking about how she and Jasper, my Jasper, had plans to go out again this weekend. But Jasper and I had plans this weekend! It seemed Lauren already knew that though.

"Yeah, he said that he was doing something with Alice this weekend, but that he was gonna blow her off and come hang with me." She said, smugly. I sunk down into my seat and just let all the noise fade into the background again.

He said he had a big surprise for me this weekend? Was that his big surprise? That he had been cheating on me with the biggest slut in the school? Lauren Mallory? I thought he might have grown better taste. It didn't look like it.

But the time the bell rang I was fuming.

When I left class all I could see was red. Jasper was actually waiting for me at the door. Like nothing was wrong. I took paced, even steps up to him, and CRACK! I let my hand, which had been dangling limply at my side, fling forward and slap him right across the face. That was all it seemed I needed to say. Jasper just stared at me, stunned and shocked. He would figure it out eventually.

I stalked through the halls of Forks High. No one dared to get in my way. No one was that stupid. They could see that I was mad and those who saw what I did to Jasper didn't want to end up the same way.

"Alice! Wait!" A voice called out from behind me. I ignored the voice and kept walking. I dodged people left and right. I knew this school like the back of my hand, so I had the advantage. Weaving my way through a particularly large group of students heading for the bus, I took advantage of my cover and made a run for my car.

As one of the only students with such a conspicuous car (I had a 911 Porsche Turbo, yellow, of course, I got it for Christmas) I could see it from a mile away, and I was in the car with the key in the ignition before he even entered the car park.

I saw him push through the throng of students, desperately trying to reach me before I left the car park. No such luck boy. I pulled into the street and floored it all the way home.

I didn't realize that I was shaking until I parked in the garage. I just sat in my car. When I was sure I wasn't going to break down I got out and walked inside, acting normal for my parents. But when I heard Edwards Volvo pull up and my other siblings and Jasper get out, I bolted for my bedroom, locking the door behind me.

But sure enough, a knock sounded on my door and Jasper's voice called through it. "Alice? Are you ok? Did I do something?"

Did he do something? Did he honestly need to ask that question? How thick was he? He obviously doesn't know that I know. "Piss off Jasper!" I yelled, loud enough for him to hear, but quiet enough so that no one else would hear. I heard him hesitate at my door and then walk off. I fell backwards onto my bed. What was I going to do? I couldn't ignore him forever.

JPOV

What the hell had I done? Alice had slapped me and then stormed off straight after school. I had to get a ride with Edward, who had to drop Bella and Emmett off on the way home, so I had to wait to talk to Alice.

When we finally reached home I ran up to Alice's room, I knocked and asked her what was wrong. "Piss off Jasper!" She called. I didn't know what I was supposed to have done.

I wandered back to 'my' room. The only thing that really defined it as mine was the removal of the previous floral bed cover, and the small rucksack of possessions on the newly added desk.

I thought over everything that had happened today. What on earth had I done? And how could I fix it before Alice's brother and best friend got a hold of me. Last time Emmett and Edward had both beaten me to a bloody mess on the ground. It had killed for weeks afterwards. I wanted to avoid that at all costs. Then again, last time I had Alice to take care of me after, because everything had just sorted itself out. It didn't look like that was going to happen this time. I turned off the light and locked the door, then just lay down on the floor. It was just as comfortable as the bed.

"Alice? Pix? Are you alright?" I heard Emmett call. How did he get here so fast? Edward dropped him at his place. Dear lord, I have never been particularly religious but if you could maybe help me out here, considering that I actually haven't don't anything wrong this time… please?

"He did what?... No Pix, I won't hurt him… Edward's waiting downstairs with the car… ok…" I could hear Emmett murmuring to Alice in the next room.

I was so dead, so very very dead. In about five… four… three… two…

This chapter goes out to a dear friend who will never find out how this story ends.

Moony out.