Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own Twilight or any of the songs that I claim Jasmine wrote… I'm really not that creative xD Credit for the song in this chapter goes to the band Flyleaf.
Six more weeks, I reminded myself as I walked down the hallway of La Push High, just six more weeks of this purgatory.
I'd been so excited about starting high school last year. But that was because I'd never been in one. My teachers were annoying, homework came in boatloads, I had my fair share of enemies, and my fair share of unwelcome fans. Along with this, though, I had the best family in the world, my one and only love, and friends sent straight down from heaven. And somehow, throughout all this high school drama, I managed to keep all my relationships strong and my grades up. I was no valedictorian—oh no, that was Jade—but I was pretty close to a perfect four-point-oh. Stupid history…
"Jasmine!" Ali called, waving her hand to make herself visible in the crowd of students. Her brown hair bounced as she hurried over to me with a brown history book, binder, and several spiral notebooks in her hands. "Ready for class?"
"I just need to get my books," I said, opening the door to my locker and pulling out the books I needed for next period. "We better get going. Ms. Lopez is going to blow her top if I'm late again." Ms. Lopez was my history teacher. A mean lady in her early fifties who hated tardy students. And I, who had been late four times that week already, could not afford another demerit. But was it really my fault? I wouldn't have been late so many times if stupid Embry didn't—
"Let's go, then!" Ali exclaimed, taking hold of my hand and pulling me forward. "Jade said she'd meet us at the door."
I sighed. Ali and Jade were my best friends. I told them everything. Well, almost everything, anyway. I told them what I was allowed to tell them. For example, they had no clue that I was adopted into a family of vegetarian vampires, but they knew almost everything else. Jade and my friendship had gotten really strong over the course of my two years here. Ali was a new student here as well who we took a strong liking to. Her boyfriend, Max, was really nice and he was gladly accepted into our small circle of friends. The three of them sat with us at lunch, us being the Cullens, Jacob, Leah, Seth, and me.
"Jasmine," a voice sighed from behind me. Oh great. Just great. Here was one of my unwelcome fans. I turned around reluctantly with a forced smile on my face.
"Hey, Embry," I murmured through clenched teeth.
"Hey," he gave me a one armed hug and stepped back. "You look more beautiful everyday."
"Thanks," I murmured, looking down at my black ballet flats and jeans.
"Listen," he started. Ugh. Here it came, his daily offer, "if you're not doing anything later, I was thinking maybe we could go catch a movie."
And here came my daily response. "Can't. Seth and I have plans."
"Maybe some other day, then?" he asked hopefully. I didn't get how it was possible that he didn't get the message. I don't want to go out with him and I never will. Embry was a nice guy and all; I just didn't like him like that.
"Maybe," I said, hiding my annoyance. with the mask I'd been carefully piecing together since my first day here. The bell rang announcing the remaining five minutes to get to class. "I have to get to class," I said, making my escape. "I'll see you later."
"I'll call you," he called after me as I rushed after Ali. I was far enough away for him to think I maybe hadn't heard him. Of course, he would call me later, he always did. Alice had given him my phone number as a prank sometime last year, but the joke was on her, because he called every two hours of almost every day and she was starting to get fed up with it. Oh well, her idea, she gets to suffer along with me.
I slid into my seat in history class between Jade and Ali, in front of Alice, and behind Edward just seconds before the bell rang again, declaring the start of the fourth period classes.
"Why were you late this time?" Jade whispered to me.
"Embry," Ali, Edward, Alice, and I answered at once.
"Of course," she mumbled. "That guy needs to leave you alone."
I plopped my books onto my desk before I answered her question. "He's sweet," I said, "but annoying."
"Hello, everyone. My name is Mrs. Faine," a short woman that seemed to be in her late thirties or early forties said as she walked into the classroom. This wasn't Ms. Lopez. "Your teacher, Ms. Lopez, is out for the day. Open your history books to page two ten and start copying through page two fifty."
The entire class groaned with annoyance, but pulled out paper and a pencil to start copying from the text book. I passed three sheets of lined paper back to Alice because she used all of hers for drawing, to Edward because Emmett had used his last pieces this morning in an improvised "snowball" fight, to Ali because she never had any, and to Jade because she was too lazy to reach into her binder and get her own. I put two sheets on the desk in front of me and started copying the information.
Soon enough, my mind wandered away from the words in front of me and I started thinking about the music program that I was very active in here at La Push High. The second I'd shown the slightest interest in music, Alice had gone out and bought me a purple electric guitar saying I'd need it later. I'd started writing songs which I then preceded to play and sing. Yeah, shocker. Seth always compared my voice to that of an angel, but I thought I sounded more like an angel in a blender.
"Exotic and beautiful all the same," he'd said when I'd told him.
Something hit my neck at that moment and landed in the hood of my turquoise sweater. I reached back and found a piece of folded paper. On one side were beautiful drawing of flowers and on the other was a note written in Alice's handwriting.
Do your work and stop writing down lyrics! the note instructed. I turned a bit and saw Alice giving me a stern look and tapping the eraser of her pencil on her history book. I rolled my eyes and turned to face my desk. In front of me was a piece of paper, half full of words copied from the text book and half filled with music notes, random drawings of hearts and the seashell that still hung around my neck, and chorus to a song I had finished writing the night before. I picked up my paper and read the words.
Sick of circling the same road
Sick of bearing the guilt
So open the windows to cool off
And heat pours in instead
Perfect in weakness
I'm only perfect in just your strength alone
All my efforts to clean me
Leave me putrid and filthy
And how can you look at me
When I can't stand myself
I'm tired to be honest
Perfect in weakn
I added the final 'ess' I'd meant to write before Alice had thrown the paper at me. I took one last look before I erased the entire thing and went back to copying from the book. After writing two sentences, I looked up at the clock. Twenty minutes left until lunch. Could the time tick by any slower? As if just to annoy me, the red hand stopped moving altogether. Noticing the absence of the ticking sound, Mrs. Faine smacked it with a ruler that was lying on the desk.
"Stupid clock," she murmured and went back to reading her edition of Elle Magazine with her feet propped up on the desk. I heard Alice stifle a giggle behind me and Edward chuckle in front of me. No one else in the class, however, seemed to notice.
The remainder of class went by uneventfully. I'd gotten to page two forty-seven when the bell rang. I stuffed the used papers into my binder. I lifted all my things into my arms and dropped them once. I was bending down to pick them up but Alice already had and was stuffing them inside my bag with the two plaid cherries that I had forgotten in her car this morning.
"I knew you'd need it," she said with a smile as she slung it over my shoulder.
"Thanks, Alice," I said.
"Jasmine, Alice," Edward called from the door, "hurry up."
"We're coming, we're coming," Alice said as we made our way through the rows of desks to get outside the classroom. Edward, Ali, Jade, Max, and Seth were there waiting.
"How was history?" Seth asked.
I lifted my sore, red hand. "Painful," I murmured.
"Were you late again?"
"Embry?" he guessed.
"Yes," I groaned.
Seth chuckled. I was envious of the way he could look at the situation in such good humor when I could barely keep myself from screaming in annoyance. He took my right hand in his as we walked.
"Did Ms. Lopez give you another demerit?" he asked.
"No," I said. "She wasn't there today."
"She wasn't?" Seth asked. "That's weird. As far as I know, that woman hasn't missed a day since she started working here."
"Maybe she got sick," Jade volunteered.
"I doubt it," Ali scoffed. "That woman's immune system is stronger than an elephant's."
"That's probably true," Edward said. "I wonder what she's out for…" I shrugged. He'd probably tell us later, anyway.
We walked into the cafeteria and, as usual, a hush came over the crowd and they all stared as we made our way over to the table where Rosalie, Emmett, Bella, Jacob, and Leah were already sitting.
"Where's Jasper?" Alice asked as she took her seat.
"He went home," Rosalie informed her. "His throat was hurting."
Alice nodded. Ali, Jade, and Max shrugged. They thought they knew what Rose was talking about, but they hadn't the slightest idea.
Edward, I called in my mind. His eyes became wide for a second then went back to their normal size, his sign that he was listening. He's having trouble with his thirst again, isn't he?
Edward nodded and I sighed. He'd been doing fine until more humans transferred here and drowned out the werewolf smell. Last year, he'd never had to go home because he couldn't control himself, but that was because last year, there had been enough werewolves to make the human scent less appealing. Too bad more people had transferred here.
"Will he be okay, Alice?" I asked her. To anyone else, I'm sure it just seemed like I worried over my 'big brother,' and I did, but not in the way they thought. Alice and I both hated to see him feel weak or angry with himself.
Alice nodded. "I'm sure he'll be fine." And who was more reliable than Alice when it came to things that would happen?
While the Cullens pretended to not be hungry, I ate two apples and drank an iced tea that Rosalie had bought for me. Ali and Max were googly eyed over each other all throughout lunch and weren't paying the slightest bit of attention to what was going on around them. Leah, Jade, Seth, and I took the opportunity to steal the tater-tots off their trays. Neither of them took their eyes off each other long enough to get their food back.
"Tiffany alert," Alice murmured so low that only Seth, me, and everyone else at the table with uncanny super hearing could hear. Sure enough, Tiffany came bouncing toward our table in her cheerleading uniform a minute later. She sat next to a very annoyed looking Seth and started fawning over him. Of course, the girl that hated my guts was also the girl that had had a huge crush on Seth for the past two years.
"Are you kidding me?" I groaned as Seth was giving me a tour of the school on my first day. "Tiffany, the girl that already hates me, has liked you for the past two years?"
"I wish I was joking," Seth murmured. "I can't stand the girl. She is annoying, selfish, and self-centered."
"Hey, you," Tiffany said as she rounded the corner and spotted Seth. When she noticed me standing next to him—tucked under his arms with him kissing the top of my head—I might've sworn I saw her pupils turn to flames and smoke come out of her ears. "You know her?!" she demanded.
"Tiffany, I'd like you to meet the love of my life," he said, pulling me in front of him. "This is Jasmine Isabella Cullen. She's new here."
"Believe me," she'd murmured, "we've met." Her eyes were narrowing with every word she said.
"Where's Asia, you're little clone?" I asked, a smirk on my face.
Tiffany might've growled at me. "She got sick and couldn't come today," she said. "I bet she caught it from you."
"Really?" I asked, amused. "Oh, I feel so proud of myself."
"Hey, Seth!" someone called from the other side of the hall. "How was your summer?"
"Good luck," Seth murmured in my ear before pecking my cheek and walking over to the guy that had called him.
"I don't know what sort of game you're trying to play," Tiffany had sneered in my face, "but stay away from my boyfriend."
It took all I had to keep myself from laughing in her face. "I'll do my best."
"I'm serious, Cullen," she'd snarled. "You have him thinking that you're the love of his life, but when he opens his eyes and sees that I'm the one for him, you're gone."
I smirked. "Let me know when I should start packing," I said, sarcastically.
"Hmph!" she sneered. With a flip of her hair, she was walking quickly down the hallway.
Of course, Seth and I had had a good laugh over that afterwards; it was still annoying for both of us.
"Go away, Tiffany," he murmured.
"What's the matter?" she asked, letting her hair cover half her face and her bottom lip stick out in a pout. She started tracing circles on his arm. "Scared your girlfriend will get mad?"
Everyone at the table groaned, rolled their eyes, or snarled under their breath.
"He said go away," Emmett murmured. Too quick for human eyes to see, he stood from his seat and pushed her off the edge of her seat. She fell to the floor and caused a walking freshman to trip and dump his food all over her. The cafeteria exploded in laughter and Emmett was back in his seat before anyone—vampires and werewolves aside—noticed he'd been out of it at all.
"Ugh!" Tiffany screamed. She tried to stand up but her heel slipped on a puddle of apple sauce and sent her tumbling down again, causing even louder laughter. I looked up to see that the lunch ladies, too, were shaking with laughter and covering their mouths to hide their toothy grins. I squeezed Seth's hand that was in mine and he returned the favor.
"Moment to be remembered," he whispered in my ear.
"Definitely," I agreed.
Tiffany eventually managed to stand up without falling and stormed out of the cafeteria, her light blue poncho stained, blonde hair matted with pudding, and a pizza slice stuck to the back of her skirt.
"Amazing," I said through my increasing laughter. When the noise quieted, Alice whispered to Emmett, "That wasn't very nice."
"She wasn't very nice," he murmured.
"He's right," Rosalie said. "I can't stand her. Stupid blonde bi—"
"Rose," Alice warned her as the principal, Mr. Keller, walked past her. "Besides, I wouldn't be the one talking…" Alice eyed Rosalie's blonde hair playfully.
"Finish that sentence and you'll end up exactly like Tif," she pointed toward the mess Tiffany had made which was now being cleaned up by a custodian.
The remainder of lunch and my sixth and seventh period classes, science and gym, flew by. We finished reading the final chapter in our science books and ran half a mile in gym. Before I knew it, the final bell was ringing and Seth and I were heading for the exit.
"Are you ready for our date, Ms. Cullen?" he asked me.
"Why of course, Mr. Clearwater," I answered, mimicking his bad use of an English accent. I smiled and he took my hand. My heart started flipping at his touch and I smiled even wider. I never exactly got used to that. I figured I probably never would, and I was perfectly okay with that. Seth seemed to like it too. He brushed my hair back with his free hand and put it over my overreacting heart. It started beating faster.
"You have no clue how much I love that," he whispered in my ear. I giggled and he planted a kiss on my laughing mouth which I returned.
"Whore," Tiffany coughed as she walked by us. I rolled my eyes but paid her no more attention.
Soon—too soon—Seth leaned back took look at my face and smiled down at me. I sighed. I couldn't help it, I loved him too much.
"Let's get you out of here," he said. I smiled and took his hand again.
As we were walking toward the parking lot, I noticed a bunch of people crowded around a car.
"What is everyone staring at?" I asked.
"You're new car," Seth answered as he pulled me through the crowd.
I gasped at the view in front of me. I knew nothing about cars so I couldn't possibly name it. It was long, blue, and amazing. My eyes became wide and surprised.
"You got me a car?!" I exclaimed.
"Alice and Jasper put up most of the money. I would've gotten it for you last year when you got your license, but it was real hard to find one. The Veyron is the most expensive car in the world, you know."
He opened the passenger door for me and I climbed in willingly to get away from the throng of people.
"Thank you," I sighed when he was in the car.
"It's no problem," he said. "Really."
Seth honked the horn as a sign for everyone to clear out. As people backed away, Seth started driving out of the parking lot.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked him.
"Somewhere," he answered, a smirk on his face.
"Seth," I whined. "Where are we going?" He knew I hated surprises.
"You'll see," he said.
My phone rang.
"Hello?" I said into the phone once I'd dug it out of my bag.
"Hey Jazzy!" Alice squealed. "You like your new car?"
"I love it, Alice," I said. "Thanks. Tell Jasper I said thank you."
"She says thank you," Alice whispered, obviously not to me. "He says it was no problem. He hasn't told you where he's taking you, right?"
"No, Alice," I said. I saw Seth smile beside me. "He's good at keeping secrets."
"Oh, goody!" she squealed rather loudly. "I'll see you two later, then."
"See you later," I murmured and closed the phone. So Alice was in on it, too? Well, I guess no one could keep anything from Alice, but it was still unfair.
"Still not telling me where we're going?" I asked Seth.
"Still not telling," he answered.
Seth entwined his fingers with mine and we drove in silence until he pulled the car onto the cliff of the La Push beach. That's when it all fit together. Today was the one year anniversary of the day of our first kiss, the imprinting, and the declaration of our love for one another. My eyes became blurry with tears of joy.
"Happy anniversary, Jasmine," Seth whispered. He got out of the car and came around to open my door for me. I took the hand he offered to me and he pulled me out of the car. He led me to the edge of the cliff and we stared out, hand in hand, side by side, into the horizon.
"I love you," I reminded him.
"I love you, too," he said. Seth took both my hands in his and pulled me to his chest. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately.
The loud howl of a pained wolf came from the forest to our right.
"Leah," Seth gasped. "Leah!" He looked behind him at the forest where the howling continued. "Stay right here, Jasmine, I'll be right back."
Seth ran off into the woods where Leah's cries of pain became louder and even more painful. My mouth dropped as I prayed for her safety. Suddenly, I felt someone's presence behind me and saw their shadow reflected over mine. He laughed slightly and his warm breath landed on my neck. I was scared stiff. Had this person hurt Leah in order to get Seth away from me? Was he going to hurt me next? He put his hands on my shoulders.