Chapter 2: Nostalgia.
A/N: FINALLY! I've spent nearly an hour trying to upload this chapter - the internet connection is soooo bad!
Hihi guys! Thankyou to the people who reviewed, it really made my day! Even though this story is set 150 years into the future, I'm still going to have the characters: Jessica, Angela, Mike, etc. I don't think the feeling is right if I used completely made up people :/
Jasper P.O.V
There was something restless in the air.
"I can sense another of us near here." Bella quietly gasped, scanning the pupils in the car park with her golden eyes.
The scent…it smells so new…yet so familiar….
It smelt strangely like the scent of someone I used to know who lived here; the smell of apples and blossoms. I resisted a grimace to myself knowing that there was no way that it could be the same person – it had been nearly two centuries since I'd last seen her. But every time I thought about her it had left had me in pieces. She was the only source of happiness I'd ever been lucky enough to have and she gave me a feeling I'd never experienced before; hope. That girl brought me hope – but it was wasted on me. I had often thought about what her life was like after we'd left, but she was long gone now. That thought gnawed at me for years.
Much against my family's warnings, I did try to catch a glimpse of her couple of times not long after I'd left. I missed her sunny attitude and her spiky hair. I missed her laugh. I missed her smile.
I missed her.
When she was thirty, I went to visit her in that house I've managed to grow to love – it reminded me of the times where I used to climb up that oak tree and see her lying there, peacefully sleeping. But much to my dismay, she had moved. A part of me was of happy that I didn't see her because I wasn't sure if I'd resist the urge to come back to her. Another part of me was shattered; I could possibly never see her again.
When we moved to Texas around the time she was sixty, I swore I could pick up her scent from a nearby neighbourhood opposite our hotel - but it was mangled with a hint of something I couldn't quite pick out. Even if it was her, I had no right to barge into her life again like that – that's not what Southern gentlemen do - so I just let the string of hope pass and ignored it.
I grew to feel guiltier with each passing year, knowing that I was letting the happiness of my life slip away through my fingers – but I knew it was for the best. I knew Maria was serious about her threat – and I would sacrifice anything for Alice to be safe, even if it hurt me…
Edward glared around at the students and tensed considerably."We need to be careful."
Bella looked back at the humans once more before pulling Edward close to her side and putting her hand into his coat pocket.
Edward stroked her hair and grasped her fingers. "They're not close enough for me to read their thoughts just yet, but I would keep an eye out,"
"I don't think we should get too hung up about it." Emmett piped up. "Maybe they're just passing by. Babe, what do you think?"
Rosalie inhaled deeply in effort to pick up the scent more effectively. The look on her face was that of one in deep thought.
"Babe, you ok?" Emmett asked.
She furrowed her thin eyebrows. "I don't know, but this scent is really… agitating me." She inhaled once more. "It's so…familiar…"
Emmett copied Rosalie's action, stayed still and thought silently for a while. "…This scent is actually sort of familiar now that you mention it, Rose. But let's not worry too much about it, ok?"
"Emmett's right. Let's not worry about this until something suspicious comes up." Edward reached out to hold Bella's hand and raised his head towards the gloomy sky. "It's been a while since we've last been here, hasn't it?" He looked at the school with a small smile.
Rosalie muttered in reply, "I'm leaving for my classes. We're going to be late."
"Keep you guard up." Emmett muttered to no-one in particular as he walked off with Rosalie; keeping a very close distance between them.
I watched in the corner of my eye as they waltzed past the swinging entrance doors as fast as they could without seeming suspicious, although Rosalie's beauty and Emmett's build were already attracting attention, exactly like the last time we were here.
"See you at lunch, Jazz…" Bella smiled at me before walking off into the sea of students with Edwards arm around her waist. Remembering Rosalie's warning about being late for lessons, I hastily made my way over to the entrance; the nostalgic scent still trailing in the air.
Alice P.O.V
Science and English were over faster than I'd expected and lunch was approaching. I wanted the whole morning just to drag on so I could prolong my meet with the Cullens – because let's face it, I could already sense them before I even stepped into the building, so no doubt that at least one of them would've already sensed me.
My ability to resist human blood is one of the things that I am most proud of. Ever since I was turned, I had only lost my control twice. From the first days as a newborn vampire it was drilled into my mind that I should only feed on animals. But those two rare times where I did lose my control were unforgettable experiences – the look of fear and pain on those innocent people's faces mentally scarred me, and I swore to myself I would never put anyone through that again.
As I walked down the corridor with my packed lunch (which was just for show), my dead heart started to feel as if it were beating erratically. Even though I was once very close with the Cullens it happened to be over a century ago – and God knows how they'd react upon seeing that I've turned into their kind.
I stopped at the doors and peeked through the small square of glass above one of the handles – to my surprise and relief, the Cullens weren't here yet. I pushed open the door with ease and walked over to my usual table.
"Hey, Alice!' Jessica called. 'Have you heard?"
I sat down and started to take my food out of the bag. "No, what is it?"
Jessica grinned excitedly, obviously more than happy to explain her story. "We have some new students – and, how weird is this – they're all related by adoption but they're like, together together. You know what I mean?" She quickly took a sip of her orange juice. "And there's two girls called Bella and Rosalie and they're really pretty. Like, that Rosalie girl could be on the cover of Vogue or something and the Bella-girl looks like a model. And not to mention the boys! Oh my, what were their names again…?"
I watched half-heartedly as Jessica groaned slightly upon forgetting their names and she started to tap her head in hopes of remembering. "What were they called…?"
"Jasper, Edward and Emmett." Angelia piped up from beside me.
"Ah yes! Thanks Angela." Jessica grinned at Angela before turning to me again. "So like, the guys are super hot as well – but I heard that Edward is with Bella and Rosalie is with the Emmett-dude."
I laughed as she puffed her chest out in defeat.
"There, there, Jess…' I giggled, patting my hand on her arm.
"But at least Jasper is single."
My laughter immediately dimmed into what just sounded like rhythmical coughing and I sharply withdrew my hand. My body started to feel dread and before I knew it, I was nearly crying.
"Alice are you ok?"
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and looked up to see everyone on the table looked at me in confusion upon my quick mood change.
What could I say? Please keep your hands off that Jasper because he is actually my ex-boyfriend from one hundred and fifty years ago?
I nodded as enthusiastically as I could. 'Yeah I'm fine, Mike.'
He seemed to accept my answer since he and everyone else returned to their lunch. Everyone else had started to eat and I was just sat awkwardly in my chair. Hesitantly, I started to unwrap my Kit Kat bar.
But before I could break the chocolate apart I suddenly felt the start of a vision coming up. I dropped the snack onto the table inaudibly as my body became frighteningly still and my eyes turned emotionless.
The doors flew open as five pale-white teens walked into the cafeteria .All of the noise that could be heard before was abruptly stopped as hundreds of eyes turned to look at them.
Each and every one of them were well-dressed and not a single hair out of place. The clicks of their designer shoes could be heard coming into the contact with the tile floor. They looked as if they'd all stepped straight off a catwalk in Paris. The short amount of silence didn't last long as a sudden surge of loud whispers was conducted.
"Wow, that blonde girl is really pretty…"
"Who's that dark-haired guy? He's kind of cute…"
"Are they new? I've never seen them around before."
"Yeah, they just moved here from Alaska!"
The whole cafeteria stared at them in awe.
They walked as if they were floating, absolutely perfect like stone statues. The only thing that mismatched their noble air were their anxious faces. It wasn't until they had sat down on a table far in the corner and the level of noise died down before they started talking.
All I remember were their heads turning round in my direction - and a certain pair of golden eyes widen.
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A bit of a cliffy there! Heheh, I am so evil :)