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Jasper's POV
School without Alice was unbearable.
The morning after I bought Alice's gift Rose had asked me almost a million questions about, well everything. What I bought her, why I bought her something, how I felt about her, when I came up with the idea to buy her something, where I bought it from; the works.
Sometimes living with Rosalie was my own personal hell. But I didn't mind, she would always be an awesome sister. I remember the time she and Emmett started going out. We all thought it would take her a lot longer to trust men, after what Royce had done to her.
Just hearing his name made my blood boil. I don't know why they didn't let me kill that worthless piece of-
"Jasper! Come on, its our last day in Forks. I want to go say good-bye to everyone. Especially Emmy!" I heard Rose scream from down stairs.
Our last day. How was I going to cope without Alice? Maybe I'd find someone else? No, I loved her. I loved Alice with all my heart. I made a promise to her a few years ago, that she would always be my number one girl. I plan on keeping that promise if it's the last thing I do.
I only took me a few minutes for me to get ready to leave for Emmett's place. Rose on the other hand took a good two hours primping and polishing every inch of her body.
School was just starting, and the six of us were all sprawled out on the living room floor.
"Alice, you should relax a little more," Emmett said, as she scrubbed viciously at her design with an eraser.
"Yep, hang on Em. I'll be done in a second," she murmured a little absently, as she continued to sketch whatever she was concentrating so hard on.
"There!" she sang, only a few minutes later, startling almost everyone.
I tried looking over her shoulder to see but she only closed her book, and shook her head.
"Not a chance, Jazz. I'll show you later, 'kay?" she compromised.
"Alright darlin'. Oh, and did they like your design?" I asked, knowing they would have loved it, simply because Alice designed it.
"Of course they did Jazz, what did you expect?" she asked, rhetorically.
I laughed, shaking my head. My little angel. What would I do without her? I honestly didn't know. I needed her like I needed the air I breathe. Wait, what? Surely I wasn't that dependant of her. No, I wasn't. She just had this aura, she was always so friendly and happy. Maybe I didn't love her like I think I do? I'm not sure anymore.
I should really give Alice her gift. I'll do it at the airport. I already had the perfect picture of us together. It was taken on Tuesday. The day after I bought her necklace. We were sitting on the swing in her backyard. Well I was sitting on the swing, she was sitting on my lap. I held her in my arms, smiling, as she kissed my cheek. I got two copies printed; one for her locket, and one for beside my bed.
I watched as Alice painted Rose's toe nails. I wonder how much she was going to miss Alice. Rose never softened up to any of the girls at school except Alice. She tried with Bella, and I think she was actually starting to love Bella like a sister too.
I was going to miss everyone, especially my wing man, Nick. He was always there for me when the gang tried to kill me; he was like the brother I never knew I had. We had met my first day in Forks, and we were always there for each other, but none of my other friends knew about him. Well, except Rose and Alice.
The first time the gang had tried to get revenge, Nick had stepped in, and helped me get away. He half-carried my beaten frame home, where Rose and Alice sat in the dining room. We tried sneaking past, but my sister, with her freakin' super sonic hearing, heard us trying to climb up the stairs into my room. You can tell what happened after that. Well, anyways, Nick looked almost identical to me. He had blond hair, (which he dyed brown because not many people could tell us apart) and blue eyes. He was tall and he could definitely put up a fight.
I knew leaving here was going to hurt Nick, but we'd still keep in touch. And oof course we'd always be brothers at heart, but what if something happened to him?
Alice's POV
I was painting Rose's toe nails, when I felt a little dizzy. I got up to get a glass of water, when all of a sudden it hit me.
A couple. A man with blond curls, a muscular frame and those gorgeous blue eyes that I had seen a million times before, was lying underneath the stars with a rather petite woman. She had long brown hair, and brown eyes filled with love and adoration.
"Jasper," the woman whispered, stroking his face with her tiny hand.
"Maria," his deep, velvety voice carrying the same amount of love as her eyes.
She leaned in, and kissed him. It started off gentle, then he deepened the kiss. Finally they broke free, and lay beneath the stars, as he whispered those three words that broke my heart.
"I love you."
The vision faded. I didn't realize I was crying until I heard that same deep velvety voice, calling my name.
"Alice. Alice? ALICE!" Jasper cried out, sounding more and more panicked as time went by. I could almost feel the stress and worry radiating off him.
"Jazz," I sobbed into his chest, as he pulled me into a tight embrace.
"Ali, what happened baby girl? What did you see? Is everything going to be okay?" he asked, not giving me any time to answer him.
"Oh, Jazz. I saw you. You were with someone. She... I... and you..." I sobbed harder, as the vision repeated itself in my mind. He really didn't love me.
It was about half an hour before the tears sub-sided, and left me sniffling.
I don't know why Jasper sat there hugging me, whispering reassurances and rubbing soothing circles in my back. It just made me feel even more upset, knowing it didn't mean anything to him, except "comforting his baby sister" as he had once put it.
"Jazz, can we go see Nick?" I asked quietly. Nick was like an older brother to me. We had met when he brought Jasper home from the run in with the Forks' gang, and we've been close ever since. I trusted him with my life.
"But you've only met him once," he argued. Wrong! Nick and I had met up quite a few times, its just I never told Jasper about it.
"I know, but he's like a brother to you Jazz. You have to say good bye to him before you leave. He'll be gutted if you don't." only the first two words were a lie, but he didn't seem to notice.
"You're right Ali. I'll go call him now," and with that, he stood, grabbed his phone and walked outside with the phone to his ear.
An hour later...
"Hey pixie! Hey Jasper," Nick greeted us, swooping me into a massive bear hug.
"Hey Nicky!" I sang, hugging him back. "You died your hair?" I asked, eyeing his hair with disapproval.
"Ha ha, yeah. People kept mistaking me for Jasper. I mean, I'm not that ugly, am I?" he asked, lightly punching Jasper's arm.
"Ha ha. My sides are splitting," sarcasm colouring Jasper's voice.
"Lighten up man, I was only kidding," Nick grinned, giving Jasper a man-hug thing.
We talked for about an hour, telling Nick how Jasper was moving to Texas, not knowing when or if he was ever coming back. Nick took it well. He did look a little upset, though that was understandable. They were like brothers.
"Well, we better get going," Jasper said about two hours later, standing up from the park bench and stretching his arms above his head.
"Alright man. I'll see you at the airport in a little while," Nick said, lifting me out of his lap so he could stand up.
"Yeah, thanks Nick. I'll see you soon. C'mon Ali," he called to me, before turning to walk to his car.
"See you later, Nicky. It's so nice to see you again," I chirped, before getting swallowed up into another massive bear hug.
"See you, pixie. We should catch up more often," he chuckled before setting my down and kissing me on the top of the head.
"Definitely. Bye Nick," I called one last time before heading to Jasper's truck, where he waited at the passenger door for me.
Jasper's POV
I watched as he kissed her on the head. I stared at them, my face blank of any emotion, as jealousy pumped through my veins. I stood by the passenger door, waiting for Alice.
She skipped over to the car, her eyes bright and sparkling. She was so sweet and innocent. And if she loved Nick, I would let her go.
I was yet to give her the necklace I bought. I was starting to think I shouldn't. We spent the whole car ride home in silence, as I was so deep in thought.
It took us a good twenty minutes to get home, and during that time, I had come up with two solutions.
Solution #1: Give Alice the chain and locket just before I get on the plane.
Solution #2: Give the necklace to Emmett or Edward or Bella, and once I get on the plane they could give it to her.
I'm liking the first solution, but maybe.
Solution #3: I'll slip it into her bag with a note just before I leave. That could work; I was technically giving it to her myself, but she just doesn't know it.
I really need to man up. But the third solution made so much sense. That way I could tell her how I feel without sounding like a fool. I needed to talk to Rosalie about this.
Alice's POV
The ride home was silent. I guess he was thinking about Nick, and was just upset. Well, while he was doing that I would spend the ride home thinking of how to tell Jasper I love him. It should be so simple. Man, I really need to talk to Rose about this...
Author's Note: Okay, so this chapter isn't the greatest. I know it only makes the story more confusing. To clear things up Nick is Jasper's very best friend. None of the Cullen's know about him, because they think he's dangerous. Nick and Alice have a sibling type bond, and Jasper misinterprets it. Now Jasper is rethinking giving Alice her locket. While he's going crazy thinking Alice loves Nick, she's thinking of ways to tell him how she feels, and ignore her vision.
This is probably the shortest chapter I will ever write, and I know its really horrid, but that because I'm feeling a little ickk, and my sister's asleep, so I didn't have a second opinion.
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