"Hello Bella. May I ask you an odd question to be asking this soon after meeting you?" he asked me carefully
"Uh, yeah. I guess so. What is this odd question?" asked him back jokingly
"Bella, do you want to go on a date sometime? Like, tomorrow? Or any day that would be a better option for you?"
Oh, dear God. He was asking me on a date, of all things! No one had ever asked me out before. What the hell do I say?
"Um, yeah, sure, I think." I stuttered like a retard
"You sound confused. Is something wrong?"
"Uh, no. I'm fine. But yeah, um, we can go out whenever. It's your choice." I said quickly, not wanting him to think I was weird
"Ok, how about tomorrow? 6:00? I can pick you up."
"I never told you where I live." I said, confused to the bone
"Everyone knows where the sheriff lives."
"Oh. Ok. Didn't realize that. Um, where are we going to go?" I questioned him
"I was thinking a little restaurant in Port Angeles. Unless you'd like to go somewhere else."
"Which one?"
"I think that bit should stay a surprise." he said playfully, but serious
Across the lot came a call from Emmett, "Jasper! Get over here you gotta see this!" I could here the entertainment in his voice
"Well, I should get going now, but tomorrow, pick you up at 6." Jasper said in a flirty tone
Before I could say anything, he walked off. Now I had the anxiety and worry of a date to carry in my mind for two days straight. That's just great. But the Jasper part of it was good. I think.
32 hours later...
BRIIIIING! There was the bell. Three hours left until my date with Jasper. Not sure what to think of it. As I drove home, all I could think of were possible reasons why he'd asked me out, instead of anyone else. And so soon after meeting me. As I walked in the door, I remembered how Jacob had called me hot. I ran up to my room and looked in the mirror. All I saw was green eyes, brown, shoulder length hair, and a face. What was hot about that? I looked at my body, since that day I was wearing a bikini. I pulled my shirt up, leaving my bra there, and stared at my chest for a minute. Nope, nothing hot there, just a pair of medium size breasts. I was uncomfortable in my jeans, so I just slipped out of them. I turned around to see if he was talking about my butt. Nope, not a chance. The thing was nearly flat. What was about me was hot? Was he kidding?
I realized that I needed to get ready. I walked over to my closet in just a tan shirt and green underwear. I didn't own any dresses, but I had a skirt. It wasn't attractive in any way, and if I was going on a date, I should at least look decent. It was plain black and down to right under my knees. It was sort of flowy, and it would have to do. Maybe I could choose a good enough shirt to make the skirt less noticeable. As I looked through my shirts, I couldn't help but think they were all to casual. Finally, I found one that was light pink and shimmery. My mom had sent it with me when I left. I guess it would work fine.
I got dressed and put on my plain golden metallic flats, and put in a plain pair of pearl earrings in. Then I brushed my hair and put it in a side braid. Finally, the finishing touch, a slightly pigmented pink chapstick. Then I was ready to go.
I sat and waited for an hour because there was nothing better to do. After what seemed like forever, he pulled in Charlie's driveway. I walked outside, trying to be graceful, but not really succeeding.
Jasper's POV
Pulling up to Bella's house, I reminded myself to act as human as possible. I could sense her coming closer, until she came out the door. WOW. She looked beautiful. Her braid was especially cute. I got out and opened her door for her and greeted he respectfully. Once she was in, I closed the door for her and went to get back in for myself. I buckled in and started to get us on our way.
"So, are you going to tell me where we're going now?" she asked hopefully
"Not a chance, Bella. Wait for it. You look amazing, you know that right?" I asked her seriously
"Not really. I don't think I do. I'm just more dressed up than normal." she said awkwardly
"Well I know you look amazing. To say I think so would be lying." I stated truthfully
We drove the rest of the drive in silence. Once we were inside the restaurant and seated at a table our conversation started up again.
"So Bella, what's your favorite color?" I asked innocently
"Uh, I don't really have one. Why do colors matter?"
"I'm just trying to get to know you better." I informed her
Bella's POV
Trying to get to know me better. Ok, this is a little strange. He just kept on asking questions for a straight half hour. Then he finally let me ask him some questions. Then our conversation veered into talking about school and the future and how scientists predict the world will end. Then I realized, he wasn't eating what he ordered.
"Why didn't you eat your order?" I questioned him curiously
"I forgot that I have a few food restrictions. I can't eat it. But I'm not hungry anyway, and even if I was, I'd rather talk to you." he said, easing into a romantic tone
"Oh."
So, food restrictions. As bad as I wanted to know, I wasn't going to barge into his personal life and make him feel uncomfortable. Even though I had never dated before, I knew that would make a guy not want to be around you, and I actually felt something for Jasper, so I wasn't gonna mess with that.
Eventually, sometime around 8, our date was over, and he opened his car door for me. What a nice action. It was cold that night, and I guess I was shivering, because he mentioned it and turned the heat on high. After a little while, it was hot in there, and I was nearly sweating.
"I'm warm now." I said, reaching for the heat settings
At the same time, he reached for the settings and our fingers bumped. His was SO cold. Like ice.
"Oh my god, your hand is like ice! Why isn't it warm?" I questioned him in alarm
"My hands don't ever get warm. Some people's just don't. Don't fret over it." he told me calmly, but I could sense the reluctant sound it his voice, like I had just asked him a personal question.
Oh well. I guess it wasn't a very big deal. Some people's hand were like that, so I knew he wasn't lying. That night, I dreamed of him. I dreamed of Jasper Hale. Why was it Hale, and not Cullen? I didn't want to ask, because that's personal. Or at least I think it is. Not that I'd get offended or uncomfortable if someone asked me why my last name is Swan. But then yet again, my last name has no reason to be anything else.
My dream was quite nice, actually. I woke up in the middle of it and that was quite sad. In the dream, Jasper was just about to kiss me for the first time. What exactly did this mean though? Was my dream telling me that I wanted him? I just felt like he was really attractive, way more than me. In every single thinkable way possible. His eyes were a little strange though, yet I hadn't realized what it was. They were golden brown. They were amazing. They were the kind that give you that tickly awkward feeling when you look into them, and you always felt when they were looking at you. Let's just say they were beautiful to the max.
The next day, when I arrived at school, he wasn't waiting to talk to me, and didn't come over to me when I got out of my truck. He didn't talk to me at all. In biology, he seemed to talk to me the least he possibly could. What was his issue? Did our date teach him that he didn't really like me? What is his damn problem?
Jasper's POV
I didn't want Bella to think I was avoiding her, but I couldn't let myself get too close, for her safety, and my family's secret. But she smelled so amazing, it was hard to stay away, as thirsty as I was. Then it came to me. I would tell her I felt sick and didn't want to transmit it to her.
"Bella, I'm not trying to avoid you, I promise. I just feel a little sick today and until I know what's going on, I don't want to risk giving it to you, whatever it may be. I still like you and did I mention you look beautiful today?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't question my behavior, or try to get too close
"Oh, ok. I was starting to think you were avoiding me. And no, you didn't say that until just now."
"Well you do and last night was very nice and I'd like to do it again sometime when I feel better, of course, only if you'd like too." I informed her
"Yeah, I had a good time. Doing it again would be great. I really hope you feel better soon."
So she liked me back. This was good. It was difficult talking to her with that terrible thirst, and her scent made it even harder to resist. But I wasn't going to let myself hurt her. Or anyone else here."
Bella's POV
I studied Jasper closely. Wait, there were dark circles under his eyes as dark as night, not to mention the bags. He looked like he hadn't slept since he was born. Then I realized, his eyes. They weren't the same beautiful golden brown they were before. They were as black as black gets.
"Hey did you get contacts?" I asked him, deeply confused