What's this? A brand new chapter?! Oh my gosh! Sorry for my little... Sabbatical, I'm back now, and hopefully without anymore writer's block!
Trying a new thing, guys! We're doing to new POV's in this chapter! Jasper and Alice, tell me what you think of them!
~Chapter Three~
Stepping into the front door of the house after school, I start past Sheryl and Matthew, who are in the kitchen, both waiting with cookies as I start up the stairs to my room, feeling exhausted as I step over to my bed, and drop onto the ottoman at the end of the bed. My mind seems to wander back to earlier today, when at lunch, my eyes met Jasper Hale's, there was an animosity in the, and I had felt it, fear, creeping down my back- almost as though I was a deer with a gun trained on me.
Now, that I think about it, the feeling came back the second time we made eye contact, after Angela had made the joke about Doctor Cullen adopting her, when we made eye contact the second time, not only did fear flood me, but a burning, undescribable, unfamiliar feeling shot down my spine, all the way to my toes, which I unconsciously curled in my boots. It was at that point that everyone's eyes flew to Jasper Hale as his chair clattered to the floor, his brothers moved with such speed, you very nearly didn't see them as they took Jasper by both arms, and drug him out of the cafeteria. He didn't come back. He wasn't even in the last two periods we had together, US History, and Life Science, cause I heard the teachers call out his name. I pointed this out to Bella in gym class, she said she had a situation with Edward Cullen in her class, he just glared at her, and we both thought that it was strange.
"Hey," I jump at the knock on my door, looking up to find Sheryl is the one that snapped me out of my reverie. "you're missing snack and share time." She offers, causing me to give an apologetic smile as I shrug off the black and gray windbreaker I still have on.
"Coming!" Jumping up, I race down the stairs behind her, we enter the kitchen, just as Jennifer speaks up.
"But, yeah. Lilith totally had a boy staring at her, today, and he looks like he was either angry, or totally into her." Jessica states from her place at the table, I laugh under my breath.
"Trust me, Jennifer. If anything, he hated me." I slip into a stool beside Jason, who's headphones are blaring music as he listens to it, in disinterest. Mary and Melody are chattering quietly, while Max is playing a PSP with Zeke, and Sam is in a highchair at the foot of the table.
"If a guy looks at you like that, then there is no way that he hates you." I roll my eyes at Jennifer.
"Whatever you say." Jennifer giggles at that, while I pick a cookie from the plate, and bite into it.
~Jasper POV~
Smoke, vanilla, and mint.
She smells like smoke, like vanilla, and like a hint of mint, at first, I couldn't tell, even at a single glance, but once my eyes landed on her liquid fire, blue eyes, her smell hit me all at once, first the vanilla, then the smell of mint, and then, the smell of smoke. God, if the smell of smoke had always smelled this good, this appetizing, how had I never swallowed a burning log? That being a rhetorical question, I'm not that stupid.
I had jumped up before I had even thought about it, The Major was screaming at me inside, demanding me to cross the room, and claim her as my mate, to take her in my arms, to change her. Thankfully, Edward and Emmett had prepared for this, they were up just as fast, and had pulled me from the school building, Alice and Rosalie stayed behind until lunch was over, then Alice came home as sat with me the entire rest of the day while my other siblings went back, so as to not draw attention to themselves.
Alice. Now, what to say about Alice? I love her, not as a brother loves a sister, but not as a man loves a woman either, but as a best friend who have brought each other from the edge of insanity, and clung to each other for help. Even if I did love Alice as a man loves a woman, it would be difficult for her to return my feelings, as she is not only waiting for her true mate that she has seen many times, but she loves her mate as a... woman loves a woman. Which, I have no problems with, none of us do! We just wish her the best happiness in the world.
Once Edward had confirmed that she was, indeed, my singer, but that I had no intention or interest in hurting her, I calm down enough to discover Edward was have a similar problem with the girl, Bella. She was a singer as well, such a strong one, the Edward, himself, was nearly attacking her. That worried the others.
Esme, she worried that we were slipping, worried that we'd pull away as a family, especially when Edward took Carlisle's car up to Canada, to visit with the Denali coven, our cousins. Carlisle wondered if we shouldn't move, until Alice spoke, a vision in her eyes, that leaving would only bring more trouble to befall the family, that she'd NEVER get to meet her mate, and that Edward and I would fall into depression.
It was decided that we would stay, that I would go back to school tomorrow, though I had to put my foot down when Carlisle decided that he wanted to try shifting Alice and I's schedules to be nearly identical, so she could keep an eye on me. The last thing I need, is my best friend, and my mate becoming best friends, I would hardly get to see her. For now, I just wanted to see her, whether she knew it or not, and looking at the clock that reads eleven oh six, she wouldn't. Before, I knew it, I found myself at her house, in her room, watching over her as she slept, her long black lock with the blonde streak, which has now been dyed a purple color, is haloed across the bed beside her, she is in a satin nightgown, a hand rests in a fist on her chest, clutching a locket, the other beside her head in a half closed fist. Her head has fallen to the side, her eyes flutter with dreams, before she shutters, causing me to move to her side, pulling the blankets out from under her without jostling her at all, and up to her chin, softly caressing her cheek as I pull away.
She was certainly beautiful.
~Alice POV~
Jasper Whitlock. Major Jasper Whitlock. It was one of the first things I saw when I woke to my new life. The young, handsome blonde, sitting in a diner booth in the rain, with myself sitting across from him, holding out a hand in acceptance, offering hope and a better lifestyle choice. I had thought that we were to be in love, but the day we met, before it happened, I got a vision. A beautiful young woman, with black hair in a wedding gown, with blue eyes, standing at the altar, MY future at her side, Jasper in a tux, smiling as the Priest announces them married, causing Jasper to lift her hands to his lips in a kiss, before kissing her.
I was very cross at that, at this girl who I did not know, who had taken my future, until my eyes landed on my waitress, Betty, who was glowing with the essence of a new life, and the baby's future glittered across my gaze. Betty holding a beautiful baby girl, Esmeralda. Betty hugging the beautiful dark skinned girl, who is barely five, as they blow out a birthday candle together. Esmeralda's first day of school, meeting a boy named Sebastian. Sebastian and Esmeralda becoming best friends, going to middle and high school together. Esmeralda sneaking out her window one night after a terrible break up, going to Sebastian, and him admitting his love to her. Esmeralda and Sebastian going off to college together, coming home during Winter break, and revealing the news that Esmeralda is pregnant. Esmeralda and Sebastian's wedding. Esmeralda in a hospital bed with a tiny little angel in her arms, who has light caramel skin, a mat of black curls on her head, and bright green eyes. That little girl, Pandora, growing up, going to elementary, middle, and her first year of high school, before suddenly, the two of us, meeting, then kissing, then standing at the end of an aisle, Pandora with golden brown eyes, and a veil in her hair, me in a tiny white dress, flowers in hand, and veil in my hair, our family happily watching in the audience.
That's when I was struck by the love, that I was waiting to come with Jasper, when I met him that day, I even managed to convince him that something better awaited in his future, better than his life, and tell him about Lilith in the best way without spilling who she was. The few visions that I had of them at first, still hurt, I wanted to hate Lilith, I wanted to despise her, but then Pandora would encroach my mind, bringing a new sense of love and longing, until finally, I started to love Lilith, like a best friend, like a sister, and telling the others about her, they immediately loved her, Rosalie was doubtful, but did love her as well, no matter how much she denied it. Poor Jasper doesn't realize that THIS is the Lilith that I have spoken about, this is the one who I had saw with him, who brings him his happiness, and so far- he seems to hate her, he won't even listen to me that she IS the one.
Then there is a vision of Lilith, asleep on a bed, Jasper looming over her, and suddenly he leans down , tucking her under the blankets, then reaches out to caress her cheek, and then he turns, simply leaving. The vision has me reeling in shock, when Jasper appears in my room, checking to see if I'm alright, when I merely smile, and tells him everything will be perfectly fine, from now on.
~Lilith POV~
The next morning, my alarm blares as I roll over with my arm thrown over my eyes, laying there as music fills my room, huffing as I throw back the blankets, not knowing when I got under them in the first place as I smack the snooze button, opening the door to my closet, and pull out an outfit from my dresser, and head into the bathroom to shower. As I climb out of the shower, toweling off, my dream slowly presses to the forefront of my mind, making me frown as I scoff at myself, standing before my bathroom mirror. Yanking my black brush through the tangles in my hair, I freeze in place, my blue eyes are reflected back at me with a hard edge as I take a few minutes to think on my dream.
I thought it might have been Jason, planning to sneak in to attack me, but then I had focused on the face to discover the boy from school, Jasper, who looked at me with such an animalistic expression that I couldn't get it out of my head the rest of the day, and now he's intruding on my dreams? Ridiculous, it's so freaking ridiculous that he scared me so much. Shaking the thought from my mind, I finish brushing my hair before shrugging on my black and royal purple striped long sleeve shirt, then pull on a black, Pan¡c at the Disco, shirt, stumble into my black skinny jeans with the knees torn out, plaiting my black and purple hair down my back, and lace up my black combat boots before, shrugging on my black hooded jacket. Snatching up my black, Nightmare before Christmas, messenger backpack, I snag my keys from the hook by my door, tucking my phone into my pocket on the way out of my bedroom door, and start down the stairs, putting in my snakebites as I go.
Entering the kitchen, I drop my jacket and bag on a chair as I pass on the way to the fridge, grabbing the OJ and an apple-nut muffin as I open the cabinet door for a glass, pouring the OJ into the glass, I toss the empty jug away, sitting at the counter, after starting a pot of coffee, with my breakfast. Just as I swallow the last of my juice, Matthew trudges in, wearing his bathroom and fuzzy slippers, his brown hair disheveled and a five o'clock shadow on his face, covering his yawn before the coffee dings. "Morning, Matthew." I greet with a soft smile.
"You made coffee?" He asks, causing me to nod with a smile as I wash my cup in the sink, stacking it as he pulls out a mug, filling it just as I grab a thermos and lunchbox from a cabinet.
"I got an early start, that's all." I explain as Mary and Melody slowly wander in, Melody's t-shirt is wrinkled, and one of her pant legs is hiked up further than the other, sleep is heavy in her hazel eyes, even her brown ponytail is crooked. Mary, her always chipper-self, is in a pink, knee length dress with a lilac bow around her waist, a pair of lilac leggings, and a pair of pink ballet flats, her brown hair is pushed back by a white headband, and her brown eyes are bright.
"Morning!" Mary chirps as Melody grumbles beside her. I start to pack my lunch, chips, sandwich, thermos of soup, peanut butter, apple slices, and even some cherry tomatoes with ranch, before I put my lunch in my bag, shrugging my jacket and bag on, then start towards the door, just as Sheryl comes down.
"Where are you going?" She asks.
"I just feel like walking today, you don't mind- do you?" Sheryl shakes her head with a smile.
"Not at all, walking home today?" I pause at that.
"I'm... going see what clubs there are to join after school." I answer truthfully.
"Okay, take an umbrella." I grab my black umbrella from the shelf by the door, tucking it into my bag beside my flashlight, and touch the doorknob, when Sheryl calls to me. "Lilith?" I turn to find her and Matthew both standing there. "Matthew and I, well, we want you to carry this with you." Matthew holds out a can the size of my hand with a little trigger and nozzle, and I blink rapidly at it.
"This is pepperspray." I point to it, causing Matthew to chuckle.
"We'd feel a lot better, if you had it on your person." Matthew states, causing me to nod as I pocket it.
"A-Alright." My throat feels tight, my eyes start to prick and burn. "Um.." Clearing my throat. "I'll see you... later?" They nod.
"Have a good day." They call in unison, causing me to let out a slightly nervous laugh.
"I...uh... I'll try." I step over the threshold, closing the door behind me as I take a deep breath, enjoying the nice, spring-like breath of air, a tiny of mint to it as I step down the stairs, pulling my hood over my head, and tucking my hands in my pockets as I start down the road.
Who is ready for some awkward, yet exciting interaction between Jasper and Lilith yet? I am! Read, enjoy, review! I need some ideas on how much you guys like the different POV's! 2 reviews = 1 Chapter!