Penname: Alsper

Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative

Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): M for language... ok so like a strong T. LOL

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Scenario: You're alone, driving down a stretch of country road. You drive by a young, male hitchhiker, but do not stop. After a few more miles, you come upon another hitchhiker, and you swear he was the same one you passed the first time.

I hate driving at night. Especially on highway 101 at night, it's just really creepy. The forest is on one side of the highway and the other side is the pacific ocean. Just a wide expanse of water that's dark and stretches on into the horizon.

Not very many people travel on this part of the highway, the only light comes from the occasional streetlamp and my headlights, the moon too, but only when it's full.

I noticed a dark figure when I was about five hundred or so yards away, at first I thought it was a bear, but as I drove closer I noticed it was sticking it's opposable thumb out and I figured out it was a hitchhiker. The light from my headlights swept over him and it seemed to make the hitchhiker's blond hair shimmer. His clothes were dark and slightly weather beaten, like he'd been out here for awhile. I thought about stopping, but I remembered what Charlie - Bella's dad who was also a police officer - was always saying about picking up hitchhikers, especially those of the opposite sex. It was dangerous, no matter how good looking the guy is.

I drove past pretending I didn't even see him. I began thinking about how much easier it would be if I would've drove to California earlier in the day, but was stopped when I saw the figure on my right again, my light made his chin length wavy hair shimmer.

What the mother fuck?

I pulled to the side of the road and stopped about twenty feet ahead of him and with my heart slamming against my ribcage I rolled my passenger side window down.

He slowly approached the car, leaning down to look inside. "Decided to stop this time?" he asked with an amused expression.

It was him. I swallowed rather dryly. "How did you get all the way up here?"

"You're driving in circles?" he offered.

I furrowed my brow, I didn't think there was a way to drive in circles on the highway. "Where you headed," I found myself asking.

"Dana Pointe. You?"

"The Palisades," I admitted.

"Ah... care to drop me off halfway?" he asked with a small smile.

My heart fluttered despite my apprehension. His smile was absolutely breathtaking. "Sure." I reached over and popped the door open.

"Thanks," he said as he climbed in. "Although, you really shouldn't pick up strangers," he teased. "I'm Jasper, by the way."

"Alice," I returned, smiling a little at the handsome stranger before I began driving again. The tension in the car was thick enough you could slice i with a butter knife. Half of me wanted to kiss the stranger and the other half wanted me to jump out the window and let the car careen down the nearest cliff.

"Not much of a conversationalist are you?" Jasper mused from the passenger seat, a small smile on his lips as he watched the passing scenery.

"Um..." my mouth felt dry. "Normally I am."

"Well, what's got you so quiet?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. "Afraid I'll bite?" He smirked.

"Well, I was always told that you shouldn't pick up a hitchhiker and well... I did see you twice on a fairly straight patch of road."

"Touche," he laughed. "But trust me darlin', there are far worse things in the world then little ol' me."

"And what is that, oh voice of experience?" I asked as I glanced er at him.

He shrugged, "Just things worse off than me. And yeah, I suppose you could say that I'm speaking from experience." He said the last part rather soft as his gaze shifted back to the dark ocean.

The uncomfortable silence surrounded us once again. "So what's in Dana Pointe?"

"Family... my cousin needs some help moving closer to UCLA."

"Ah..." I nodded, letting the silence fill the car once again.

"What about you? What does the Palisades hold for you?"

"Shopping... mainly and possibly a job." I said with a smile.

He smiled. "Good luck with the job then, Alice."

"Thanks," he looked back out towards the water and I took that time to study him. He was extremely pale and the few times I could see his eyes were dark, but his hair was almost the same color as wheat with gold and butter highlights, he was quite possibly the most attractive person I have ever met.

I heard the tell tale dying beep of my cell and leaned over to plug the phone in when I felt something sharp pierce my skin. "Ouch!" I yelped, pulling my hand away and noticing blood bead at the tip of my finger.

Jasper reached over, grabbing my hand and brought it closer. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"It's bleeding," I whimpered, glancing at the deserted road and straightening my course.

"That it is," he said softly, his voice sounding deeper. "I know a trick," he said quickly and placed my finger in between his lips.

I looked back over at him slightly taken aback. "Wha-" I felt the slight tug at the wound as he sucked lightly. Against my better judgement it send a wave of desire straight to the pit of my stomach and a moan escaped my lips.

I felt his tongue brush along the cut before he pulled my hand away. "All fixed." I gaped at him and swerved back into my lane. What the hell just happened?

Endnote: in case y'all didn't catch it Jasper's a vampire