OKAy i've decided to give another chapter a shot so enjoy

"I'll just have to say I burnt it on the stove" I sighed to myself as I let the luke warm water run over my hand.

After 15 minutes of that I turned the bathroom upside down looking for the first aid kit (I am not going to cause Charlie any more stress by going to the emergency room for the second time this week if I can sort it out myself.)

Finally, after slathering the wound in burn cream and wrapping it in gauze, I got out of the bathroom and prepared for the long day ahead.

That day was wet, cold and icy.

Perfect!

"Well, what did I expect?" I said causing little puffs of smoke to appear in front of me.

I thought about facing the Cullen family today and how it was something I really didn't want to do. Not after the dream. Not when I know that they must have caused it. There's no way that they haven't; after Edward pulled his little stop-the-van- from-crushing-Bella trick they must have decided that they enjoyed messing with my head.

Maybe going to the hospital isn't such a bad idea. Carlisle will be there but one Cullen is better than five. Right?

And he won't be there. The 'he' with the blood-red eyes and the wavy golden strands.

A shiver ran through me.

No! I will not let them control my life!

With that thought I jumped into my orange wreck of a truck and drove toward Forks high school.

After a long 10 minutes of cursing at the flaring pain in my hand I finally reached my destination.

The usual people were there: Jessica, Eric, Angela, Lauren, my little Labrador (Mike) and them. 'Them' were clustered together with their usual partners under the shelter of the school roof and, as usual, avoiding everyone else.

Jasper's eyes snapped to mine. A look of confusion swirled in their depths as a crease appeared at his brow and his hands clenched to form two fists. A flash of scarlet coloured eyes burst into my vision but within seconds it was gone and Jasper's eyes were their usual charcoal black.

Edward did something similar except he walked towards me and seemed oblivious to Jasper's problems (as did every body else by the looks of things)

"Bella! What have you done to your hand?"

I tore my eyes away from Jasper's and turned to look at the Bronze haired boy in front of me. Edward's voice was full of concern and worry as he stared at the gauze.

Like the bastard didn't know!

"I burnt it while I was cooking," I replied with a heavy layer of sarcasm in my voice.

He looked at me with confusion; I looked at him with resentment.

Hardness formed in his eyes. Any previous signs of concern had vanished.

"You should get it checked; it could get infected" he said stonily and walked off stiffer than a board.

He returned to the cluster that was the Cullens and acted like nothing happened but the feel of Jasper's eyes boring in to my back didn't leave until the bell rang.

The rest of the day consisted of me trying to deal with my burn without whimpering in pain every two seconds. I put it off for as long as I could until Mr Wakefield told me to call it a day and get it checked.

I walked with a sluggish pace through the halls of the school.

Thud!

Well, I was walking with a sluggish pace until I rounded the corner and bumped into what felt like a brick wall. I do have to say that I have never seen a wall with eyes, lips, and hair. Do keep in mind that I have seen a seventeen year old boy jump in front of a van, get hit and walk away completely unharmed.

With my vision blared and my head feeling like it had just had a beer bottle smashed over it I couldn't focus on who had just knocked me to the ground.

An icy, stone like hand gripped mine and pulled me gently from the floor.

"Uh, thanks," I murmured dizzily.

My eyes went back into focus and took a good look at the owner of the brick like body.

Pitch black eyes, pale skin, blood-red lips and short, angelic, blonde curls.

Jasper.

A heavy sense of déjà vu came over me and if it wasn't for his, rather muscular, arm I would have been back to being a sack of bones lying idly on the ground. As soon as I had regained my balance he had moved away from me like I had burned him.

"Hello, I'm Jasper," He said slowly. His eyes were guarded, his body rigid and his hands clenched into fists.

I froze.

Flashbacks of red eyes, razor-sharp teeth and the snarls of a wild animal rushed in to my mind and before I knew what was happening everything went black. Again.

I was back in that place again. Back in that cold, cold place that had the one spot of blistering heat. Back to the place of demon eyes and skin- shredding teeth. I made sure to keep my distance from the flames this time.

Suddenly the ground flew away from me and I was making a rapid decent through a great black hole.

I screamed all the way down and screeched at the sound of the crack that rang through the air when I hit the ground. My arm hung limply by my side as I saw the bone trying to break through the skin. Two tears seeped from my eyes and slid down my cheeks as I struggled to get up.

I didn't know were I was but it wasn't the place I burnt my hand.

And I certainly wasn't alone.

Four people stood in the middle of a fairly open area. Three of these people were eerily beautiful women, who resembled the Cullens in many ways, with pale skin and dark, glossy hair that flowed down their backs elegantly like streams of water.

The fourth person was a man dressed in butterscotch coloured clothing.

It was Jasper.

One of the three women was standing right in front of him and before everything faded away I saw her lean slowly towards his neck.

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