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JPOV

"Jasper!"

I shut my eyes tight as I closed the door nervously. That had been my mother's voice.

Shit, I thought.

I walked into the kitchen where my parents were standing. My father looked pissed. My mother looked relieved.

"Yes, father?" I said sheepishly.

"Do you know what time it is?" he asked.

"No, sir."

"Look at the clock."

I turned my head and looked. It was 11:30 p.m. I turned back to my father. "Sorry, I lost track of time."

"Excuses!" He marched over to me and took me by the shirt. "Where the hell have you been."

I furrowed my brows. My mother must have known I was about to say something that would have gotten me in trouble because she walked over and put her hand on my father's shoulder.

"Honey, let go of him. It was an honest mistake," she said soothingly.

"I want to know what the hell he has been doing. You remember the last time he came home late." He let go of me anyways.

I looked down at the floor, cursing my father internally for bringing up memories that didn't need to be remembered.

"Just let the boy explain." My mother looked at me. "Where were you, baby?"

"I was at a friend's house," I said.

"What friend?"

"A new friend I made. Her name is Alice."

"Her!" my father yelled. "You've been at a girl's house? This is going to be a repeat of last time, I can already tell!"

"No, it isn't! I care for her too much to move that fast!" I defended myself.

"Oh, so you care for that girl?"

I didn't know how to respond.

He made a fist by his side and breathed out a heavy sigh. He slammed his fist on the table, making my mother jump, then turned around, facing the wall. "Just...go to your room, Jasper. I don't want to deal with you right now."

"But I was only at her house, we didn't do anything! I swear!"

"Jasper!"

I snapped my mouth shut. My mother patted my hair reassuringly. I looked at her, then the floor as I walked to my room. In my bedroom, I changed into my pajama pants and laid on my bed, not bothering to get under the covers. I closed my eyes and the image of Alice, forever burned there, showed itself. Her smiling face, the bounce of her hair when she laughed...the little things that made me smile. It was true, I hadn't actually known her for too long, but I felt as if I had known her for all my life. I felt a soul deep connection to her, even if I had lost my religion long ago.

All of a sudden, my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen. A picture of Alice with her name was what I found. I smiled and picked up.

"Hello?"

"Jasper?"

"Yeah, who else would it be? You called me, remember?"

"I was just worried about you, is all."

"Worried? Why?"

There was a short silence. "I just got a bad feeling. Is everything okay? Did you make it home okay?"

"Yeah, I did. Uh, things are...fine. Don't worry about me."

"Things don't seem very fine."

I couldn't answer. I didn't want to lie to her, but I didn't want to worry her with the truth either. I doubted she would remember in the morning, so I just told her something.

"I'll tell you sometime tomorrow, okay? I can't really talk about it right now."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, don't worry."

"How can I not with a tone like that?"

I smiled. "It makes things a bit better."

"What does?"

"Hearing your voice. Knowing that you care."

I could almost hear the smile over the phone. It made me happy that I could make her smile so easily.

"Well, alright. If you're sure you don't want to talk about it. Just tell me tomorrow."

"I will."

"Promise?"

Shit. I still didn't want to lie. Well, I guess she deserved the truth anyways. I worked up the nerve to decide to tell her. After a small pause, I made the promise to tell her at lunch.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Jasper."

"Okay."

A second passed.

"I love you." She was hesitant. Probably gauging to see if she was supposed to say it so soon in the relationship, despite that she had said it earlier.

I laughed a bit. "Love you, too."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hit end call and sat the phone on my nightstand. I would see Alice soon enough tomorrow and she would make everything better.

Alice sat down next to me at the lunch table. Edward sat in between her and Bella. He immediately turned to her and started chatting with her. Emmett and Rosalie were sitting at the table as well.

"What was wrong?" she asked.

I looked down at my lunch and began to pick at it.

"Something's wrong?" Bella asked.

"Don't worry about it," I said.

"Hey, you promised," Alice chimed in.

I sighed.

"Are you talking about Jasper getting chewed out last night by our father because of you?" Rosalie said.

"Rose," I scolded.

"Because of m-me?" Alice said. She looked at me with concern. "What did I do?"

"You didn't do anything. Rosalie needs to stop being a bitch." I usually didn't cuss, so everyone stared at me, including Rosalie.

"She's not. Why did she say that though?"

"It's just...well my father yelled at me when I arrived home late from your house last night. I tried to explain to him that nothing happened, but as usual he wouldn't allow it."

"Jasper...I'm sorry. You shouldn't have stayed so late if it was going to get you in trouble."

"Don't be sorry. Really, things are fine."

She grabbed my hand, twisting her fingers with mine, gripping tightly. "Don't get yourself in trouble over me again. Promise me."

"Alice-"

"Promise me."

I smiled slightly. "I promise."

This earned me a smile from her. Her smile was one of the greatest sights in my life.

The bell rang and I looked down at my half eaten lunch. My stomach growled. I shrugged sadly and took mine and Alice's trays to dump them. When I came back, the group was picking up their bags. Alice was gone.

"Where did she go?" I asked.

Edward pointed behind me. I turned just as Alice reached me.

"Here," she said, handing me a bag. It was a bag of chips. Really good chips.

"I figure you can eat them in one of your classes. Well, gotta go. Love you!" She jogged for the cafeteria doors.

"That girl really takes care of you," Emmett said from beside me.

"That girl has a name. A pretty one, at that."

Edward patted my shoulder as he passed me. Well, at least he didn't hate me. That was a plus.

I picked up my bag and half jogged, half ran to my next class. I was going to be late if I didn't hurry.