(Jasper's point of view)
It was time for our 3rd period final exam when I ran into Bella and Edward. Where's Rosalie?
"Hades!" I yelled in their direction. Edward smirked.
"Aren't you in English? Today's a Monday!" Bella asked. So studious.
"It's called chillin'. I'll be there in 6 minutes when the bell rings." I stuck my tongue out at her.
She poked me.
"You know, I am so sick of this damn school! When we graduate, I'm outta here." Edward said.
I guess it was just one of those days. He probably just needs the…
"…Jazz! What are we doing tonight?" She was pretty excited today. What's going on in your head?
"We can play…Basketball!" She always had to prove she was better than me. Just because she was on the team, it doesn't mean anything.
"4:30 at my house. Oohh and we're playing X-box afterwards." She beamed. That smile.
"Well, I hope you've been practicing." She smirked and I went along with it.
"To be honest, I think I can take you." I started flirting with her. Why not? I mean we were so close, but because I decided to go out with this senior I hardly knew, I gave her some space. Truth be told, I miss her. I miss holding her hand and comforting her after a game. I miss the late night conversations and the parties we went to. I miss everything we used to do together. I just wanted her back, and even I couldn't do that because I messed up big time. If I don't do something, then pretty soon I'll have to watch in misery as a guy sweeps her off her feet.
"That's nice to know. Hey, good luck on your finals. I'll see you after class." She smiled her heartwarming smile. We did our handshake and I hugged her, like always, and kissed her on the cheek. Sometimes I wish it was on the lips, but I had to take what I could get. I realized that I stood there gawking at the empty space. Even Edward left. Here goes nothing.
(Bella's point of view)
.Tick. I cringed annoyed every time the person flicked their pencil. Someone sneezed in the corner. Another girl slept through the final because she was repeating English next year. I was tired. I had a serious headache and I was stuck on the stupid essay because these little noises bothered the crap out of me. Liar. Even my brain confronted me. I knew I was distracted because I thought about what Jasper said, but it was easier to blame those around me. Blaming huh? Speaking of blame, I should blame Jasper for a change. The reason I told him I got over him is because I knew he wouldn't change overnight. He's a guy. A sexy guy. He knows everyone and he's a party animal. He doesn't care about responsibilities because he doesn't want to grow up too fast. He rather be drunk and have sex than to write songs or read books like me. We don't even have that much in common. I like chocolate. He hates it. I love playing Piano and learning guitar, he dances. I play sports, he does ROTC drill team. We are complete opposites, and that's why I love….wait, this has to stop. He has a girlfriend. I am not going there with him. I love Jasper, but he doesn't love me that way. When I graduate, I will enlist in the Navy and never contact him again. We both needed a clean break. He won't even notice .I'll always think about him. In my dreams, in my heart, all the time.