I am so sad to see this story go! I love you guys so frickin much! I was not expecting that many reveiws, I wasn't even gonna finish it, but you guys spurred me on. If you want more, just read my other books. My Love and Frends With Beneifts, make sure you have a tissue for My Love. Please leave some love.
Oh! You know what this feels like? It feels like when you go to summer camp and you make awesome friends and then you leave so suddenly. It sucks. :(
Ten years later..
The school was small, almost like Forks. My throat burned dully as I followed my older brother into the school's office. He offered a big grin and I gave a small smile back. Emmett knew how to make me feel better. The woman behind the desk reminded me of Mrs. Cope. My memories had flashed behind my eyes a lot of times, just random ones like falling or smiling at someone.
I felt my phone vibrate and I reached into my skinny jean's pocket to pull it out. Charlie. Have a nice day at school, kid. Even though he had grown gray hair and married a middle aged woman down at La Push, he still text. And he still called me kid even though I was almost thirty years old.
The pull in my chest was getting sharper so I knew he was getting farther away. We needed to hurry. We waited patiently for Peter and he lopped in with a big leer, "Hello, ma'am." I elbowed him in the ribs when I caught the sound of his accent. Trying to woo the poor lady.
Her heartbeat stuttered and my violet eyes immediately searched out her racing pulse beneath her fair skin. My throat clamped tightly, refusing me to breathe down her scent. I thanked it silently. Peter wrapped an arm around my shoulder and shoved me behind the two.
"Fuck you." I hissed at him, too low for the woman to hear. I was responded with the flip of his middle finger. Emmett snickered and I kicked his shin.
"We're the Swan's. Bella, Emmett, and Peter." Peter gestured to the three of us. I breathed in deeply at the stress of the pull. If we didn't get to my mate, I was going to slip into a panic attack. Trust me, I've tested the theory and it is true. A vampire can have a panic attack.
I felt calm wash over my shield and I silently thanked Jasper. I heard the two in front of me seduce the woman with smooth voices and she finally handed over the sheets. I fled the stuffy room when they had the paper and hugged my book close to my chest. I slapped Peter upside the head.
"Now is not the time to try and stand out." I scolded him with a sneer. Emmett grinned then put his hands on his hips, his expression turning upset.
"Yes, Petey. Now is not the time. Seriously!" He mocked Esme's voice. Another hard slap was issued as Charlotte twirled from behind the big lug. She was supposed to be with Rosalie, posing as sisters. Speaking of the devil, she walked down the empty hall, a geunine smile on her face.
"Hey, took you guys long enough." She sighed heavily and pressed a kiss to Emmett's cheek.
"Sorry," I apologized, "It was a storm. I knew it was going to be one, but no one listens." I snapped a glare at Peter as he crossed his arms.
"Fuck you. I wasn't sure."
"Ugh, you're the worst fortune cookie." I scoffed.
"I am NOT a fortune cookie!" He yelled and Char quickly calmed him.
I sighed heavily and left the group. I ran into Edward as soon as I turned the corner, Brenda, his mate, following after him. She was a tiny little thing, she reminded me of Alice. She had long brown hair with intelligent golden eyes with an olive skin tone, but her emotions were always all over the place, just like her. She was like the wind, always moving and always intoxicating.
She smiled at me, "Hey, Bells. Looking for Jasper?"
I rolled my eyes, but nodded. Edward answered, his voice flat. He was either thirsty or still held a grudge after ten years. I was going with the latte. God, get over it. You have Brenda!
I kept walking and ignored the stares of other students. They were always inticed about my beauty. Honestly, I hated it. I wanted flaws, scars, stretch marks even. To age, have children, but that was snatched from under me. I had finally broke down and cried one day, claiming I missed my life, my clumsiness, my weirdness, my stupidness...just humanness.
Jasper had comforted me and I went sprialling down when I heard of the news of my mother's death three years ago. She had died in a car crash with Phil by her side, and a five month old baby boy in her stomach. I couldn't go to the funeral. I was heartbroken and didn't leave the house for a month. Jasper stuck to my side, refusing to leave me alone. I loved him even more for that.
He was my love. He was my mate. He was my everything.
I had Advanced Algebra. I cautiously opened the door, making sure to not crush the doorknob. It bent slightly under my strength as I stumbled in. I still had a few problems with my gracefulness, like my body wasn't accustomed to it. I carefully walked to the front of the class, handing my late slip and my name to the teacher with a small smile. He stumbled over his words, even though I avoided eye contact and tried not to show off my white teeth.
I heard everyone's whispers, already starting rumors about botox and ugliness. My eyes landed on him. The girls were oggling him, but he seemed to only have eyes for me. His butterscotch eyes landed on mine and I froze, my back going ramrod. My heart seemed to freeze up, even though it was already dead. It always did that when I was around him. The pull tried to yank me towards him, but I wouldn't allow it. It was just nice to see him.
A small, panty dropping smile weasled onto his perfect face and I tried to concentrate on not breaking my science book into two peices. I relaxed as the teacher pointed me to a seat in the back, right next to him in the black top table. I walked over and placed my things on the floor. I could feel his beautiful golden orbs on me, but I refused to look up. I wanted to tease him.
Because it was a fun ass game.
The attention was turned back to the teacher as I settled in, sighing softly to myself. I could feel his gaze, trying to make me talk to him, maybe even glance. Again, I refused. When I suddenly felt his hand on my thigh, squeezing the flesh. I shot my head to his and our eyes immediately locked. I breathed in reggedly; the intensity of his stare made me shudder.
He shuffled closer so his lips were next to my ear, placing a kiss to the skin, "Hello." He backed away slowly and his eyes twinkled with mischeviousness.
I sighed as my core tingled with the want of him, "Hi...I-I'm Bella Swan."
"Jasper Hale." He whispered, his cool, sweet breath clouding my senses.
"Nice to meet you." I leaned in closer and brushed my lips against his.
"Same here." His lips descended over mine, his tongue entering my mouth. Just as I was about to grasp his hair, he backed away with a devious smile. After a half hour in the class, we snuck glances at each other and stole carressing touches, but stayed in our respective places. A note was flipped in front of me and I shot a look at Jasper, who looked too innocent, and opened it to peek inside.
I love you.
Just like that, the bell rang and he was up and out of his seat in less than a second, strolling out of the classroom easily. I sat there, an infatuated smile on my face as boys clouded around me, asking if I needed help to my next class and demanding for my books so they could carry them.
I glided from the crowd and easily lopped outside. There he was, standing there and talking to Rosalie and Brenda, who were laughing at a joke Emmett told. Char strolled over, Peter and Edward behind her. She pecked a kiss to Jasper's cheek and whispered something in his ear. His eyes slowly rose and landed on mine.
A slow grin molded onto my face and I shifted on my feet. The pull in my chest jerked me forward and I moved with it until we met each other halfway. I poked his hard chest as he gave me a grin, "Hey, stranger."
He encased me in his arms, "Hey, baby." I pressed a kiss to his lips.
"Ew!" Emmett exclaimed, pointing to us. Everyone's attentions, including humans, diverted to us. I ducked my head, even though I wasn't going to blush. The family had told me not to worry about what the humans thought, but I couldn't help it. Rosalie issued a hard punch in his arm and he stared at her, horrified, "That hurt."
I was happy. And this was family.
I stared at my mate. My everything. I grabbed his ear tightly and whispered, "I love you, too." And then his lips were back on mine.
Gah! I hate my life! That's the end though. Kinda cheesy, but I'm the QUEEEN OF CHEESE! *stands in front of sun proudly with hands on hips* Anyways, I'm sooo frikin' tired. I keep making this chapter for Friends With Benefits and I keep messing up.