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A/N: You guys might hate me after this one lol
March, 2012
~20~
Edward leads Jasper into an empty classroom, pushing him roughly inside.
I follow along as fast as my pounding head and aching muscles will allow me, and stop just outside the door. I know that whatever Edward and Jasper have to say, it wouldn't be said in front of me. I also know that I won't have much time to listen. The crowd that was surrounding me only minutes ago will have gotten bored and dispersed, but Angela and Ben will want to know where I have gone.
All I can hear is panting, the sounds of lungs being exerted to their capacity and breath pushing through open lips. I peek around the doorway, keeping my body to the side in case I suddenly have to move back into hiding.
I stifle a gasp.
Jasper is sprawled out on the hard floor and Edward is hovering over him, his eyes glinting orbs of anger. Edward's body is a lion tensed for the hunt, for the kill. Knees slightly bent, shoulders hunched, hands clenched into fists at his sides.
Jasper looks at Edward, both fear and fury apparent on his face.
Although Edward and Jasper fought just like any normal teenage boys would, they have been best friends all throughout high school. The biggest rift that I can remember was when Jasper took an interest in Alice, whom Edward felt protective over even if she was older.
It was December of my freshman year, and I was hanging around at the Cullen's more and more, both because of Alice, my best friend, and secretly because of Edward who, according to Alice, liked me. Jasper was also there, in Edward's room playing video games or outside in the snow, tossing a football.
Alice had phoned, telling me to come over since she needed help deciding what to buy her family for Christmas. I had grown so comfortable at the Cullen's, except when Esme was there, that it was habit to walk right in.
I enter Alice's through the large foyer and walk through to the kitchen, seeking out a glass of water. To my surprise, Edward has also just entered the kitchen, only from, I assume, the back door. Smiling shyly at one another, we head up the staircase to the bedrooms, with Edward following behind me.
At the top of the staircase, I turn left while Edward goes right. I push open Alice's door but there is no one inside. Thinking she must be getting something from Edward's, as his is the only other bedroom on this floor, I follow Edward that way.
Suddenly my body hits a hard, warm surface.
Edward.
He is frozen in his doorway, staring in horror at the tangle of limbs that is Alice and Jasper. At least their clothes are all on. And they aren't on Edward's bed, only his couch…
Judging by Edward's explosive reaction, it doesn't matter.
Of course after Edward's initial hissy fit, he didn't mind their relationship too much. He liked the fact that he could trust Alice's boyfriend and to be honest, I think Edward enjoyed it because it gave him an opportunity to see more of me.
And to the best of my knowledge, Edward and Jasper haven't had a fight like that since.
But by the looks of things, they're about to.