Just a little outtake of Jasper and Alice back when they were dating in high school at age 16. Completely cheesy-ridiculous good girl/bad boy scenario, but I had fun doing it. Written for the FandomforFloods fundraiser event that raised tons of money for the victims of the terrible floods in Australia a while back. I was proud to be a part of it and although busy, I had time to contribute a little wee ficlet to support the cause.
This was originally supposed to be a flashback in the course of the story, but it never seemed to fit anywhere so I thought I'd post it as an outtake. Just a short little snippet of ICF Jasper and Alice when they were dating in high school. Hope you enjoy! .
** Huggles to venis-envy for betaing this quickly. **
Alice and Jasper high school outtake
I tucked the skateboard under my arm and sauntered into the building, late for class, as usual. Like I gave a fuck. The rest of the guys were still outside, but I made a point of making at least a few appearances in class during the week.
"Mr Whitlock?" said a sharp voice, and I turned around to see Mr Gonzalez, the principal, eyeballing me. "Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Depends on your definition of should," I replied, knowing that being snarky was going to get me into trouble, but unable to resist baiting him.
His eyebrows shot up. "Enough of your backchat. And there are no hats allowed in school - take that off!" he told me sternly. With a well-timed smirk, I took my hat off to reveal the hair I'd dyed blue for a bet the day before.
"Ever read the school rules on hair, Mr Whitlock? Sensible colours only. That does not cover blue."
"Well, gee, Sir, I think we're between a rock and a hard place, then," I replied, scuffing my heels on the floor and pretending to look contrite.
"I think the hat will suffice for now, but I suggest you sort that hair out by tomorrow or there will be severe consequences. And I think detention every night this week ought to teach you to keep that smart mouth of yours shut. Get to class - now!"
"Yes, sir." Not bothering to wipe the smirk off my face, I made a few half-hearted steps in the opposite direction.
I watched the stupid bastard walk off, chuckling to myself. Totally worth it. Shaking my head, I finally made for the classroom at the end of the hall. Before I could reach it, however, hands covered my eyes.
"Guess who?" a familiar voice breathed in my ear. Gently, I tugged the hands belonging to my beautiful girlfriend of four months away and turned to face her.
"Cut it out," I teased, smiling at the exuberant girl in front of me. I still had no idea what Alice Brandon saw in me, given that she was an honour student and I typically spent my lunch hour getting baked behind the back building and practising my skate tricks. Of course, Maria was fucking ecstatic the first time I brought Alice home, hoping she'd be a good influence on me. I didn't know whether she was or not, but I'd fallen in love with her. Her friends hated me as they thought I was a moron, but I aced all my written work and tests despite my sporadic attendance. It just wasn't enough to keep my GPA at a reasonable level.
She pulled my hat off, revealing my shock of messy curls. "Oh my God, it's blue! Jazz, what the hell have you done? I saw the tail end of Mr Gonzalez's rant. You're in trouuuuble..." The last part was teasing, and her eyes were dancing wickedly.
"You're going to be in trouble in a minute," I told her, running a hand through my hair. "I still look hot, right? I know you're thinking that right now." I winked at her. She shook her head with a smile, trying not to laugh.
"Nope," she said brightly, threading her arms round my neck. "I don't think you're in the least bit hot any more."
"Mmm, is that right?" I murmured, placing a kiss on her neck. "How about now?"
She sighed happily, but shook her head. "Nope!"
I wound my arms about her waist, gently yet forcefully pressing her small body into mine. "Now?"
"I think you're definitely hot for me," she told me, giggling.
"How am I supposed to go to class now?" I said with a mock sigh, gesturing downwards. Alice checked her watch.
"Well I don't have class, but I have my drama group in twenty minutes. That gives you um, about ten minutes of uninterrupted make-out time with me." Her eyes lit up. She was so damn adorable, I couldn't help disregarding my usual 'ask-me-if-care' attitude when I was with her. I kissed her nose. "You do realise if someone sees us, you're gonna get detention for making out? You know they won't give me one, they'll just think you're a bad influence on me."
"That's funny - I thought you were supposed to be a good influence on me."
"Oh, I can be bad," she muttered in my ear. This was definitely not helping the situation. But then, neither was her tiny little skirt, or the fact she was currently rubbing herself against me, unconsciously or not.
"Shh." I led her into the rarely-used office supplies closet off the corridor - our official makeout spot which, as far as we knew, hadn't yet been discovered by any others. Pulling her to me, I crushed my mouth onto hers, kissing her like I couldn't ever get enough. Waves of pleasure flooded my brain as her lips moved against mine, so soft and yielding. I still had a raging boner when she walked away a few short minutes later, but managed to banish it instantly with the thought of all that detention I'd be participating in. All the same, I couldn't get the sappy smile off my face as I sneaked into my seat at the back of the classroom when our teacher wasn't looking, and I even took out my books.
I didn't know it then, but Alice would be the making of me. Her love and encouragement would see me through all the way to graduating high school with honours, something I never would have thought I could be bothered to do. Of course, fate saw to it that we weren't able to pursue the brilliant futures we'd once longed for, but it brought us happiness. At least for a while.
Aww! Kind of makes me sad about what I actually did to these two before my story started :(...Thanks for reading! xxx