*Jasper's POV

  Forever, without being able to sleep, is maybe a little too long. When I finally decided to stand up from the moss and head back to the house, sun was about to rise above the horizon. She didn't e tonight again. Crossed my mind.

  Our house is very simir to the Cullens' from the outside. Smaller, as there are only three of us. On the i's not as asylum-white as theirs. We have a living room with cream-colored walls, average sized s for cheg the news, dark browher sofa with two armchairs around an oval gss coffee table standing on a light wooden floor with a natural structure as in the whole house and blood-red rug in the middle of the room. There is even a little kit, though we don't . When I asked Peter why they went through the trouble of equipping for us an unnecessary kit, he shrugged it of with simple 'just in case' and I khat I won't get anything more out of him. Charlotte aer have a cozy bedroom on the eastern side of the house on the first floor while I have mine on the western side with a huge window and a view on the su across from the door. I did not see the su from here yet. My room is more like a study. A wall of filled bookshelves on one side and a beautiful oil-on-vas painting called Whistlejacket of a racehorse named Marquess, painted by Gee Stubbs in the middle of eighteenth tury is hanging above an oak desk on the opposite side of the room.

  I take new ge of clothes from an old closet, made of precisely carved beech wood, standing in the er o the desk. Bck shirt and dark blue jeans with a dark leather waistband finishing my outfit with my most favourite cowboy boots.

  Finished, I go to the road leading to school, in time to catch Emmett with his silver jeep to support the story about me living with them.

  You'd think that after so many different schools I went to, as to practice my resistao human blood, I'd get used to the way huma to us vampires. However, it remains as annoying as ever. Humans are attracted to us but even the most daring ones keep some safe distance, as they instinctively feel that we are dangerous.

  The thirst was still very bothersome for me when there was so many people around but today I was so annoyed, I barely noticed the burning in my throat the st of humans caused me. I was annoyed mainly by my self today. I did not stay there the whole night in hope she would e! I was arguing with myself the whole day. Finally, it was st today's css. It's history, one of the less b and useless subjects. It is iing how the history 'ges' acc to era and art of world is viewing it. I found myself ay desk in the middle row a down, taking out my folder. Closing my eyes in an attempt to escape all the unwatention, seemingly whole local female popution aying me, I waited for the bell t. Not even aowledged Emmett ing to sit o me.

  Just before the bell rang, between the unging lust/jealous/hateful emotions came a new one. I didn't anticipate it and their distress hit me as painfully as if it was my own. My eyes shot open and there she was. Did I feel a trace of satisfa? from her. By the teacher's table, putting some papers on it. I caught a glimpse of the title oop page, saying 'The Civil War'. An assig I suppose...? Hers had more pages thahers'. Ied in my era? What odds are that she came across a mention of me? Hopefully none. I wasn't sure why I felt it so important for this particur human to not find out what kind of monster I am. Anyway I tried to sooth her emotions at least a little bit.

  "The freak is showing off again." Someone whispered behind me and few people around them chuckled. What the heck are they talking about? I didn't uand and didn't really pay them much mind. My full attention locked on the being in front of me. She was now gracefully walking towards the back of the and sat in her desk by the window taking out her ptop. I felt slightly disappointed when she passed me unlike all the irls, without looking in my dire even once.

  I find her so beautiful it is hard to believe she is a mere human. Wavy hair, lohan to the middle of her back. Bck as the night I found her. In the trast, quite pale skin and those deep greehat were haunting me for the past two days... I loved her style, bck jeans and blue-bck checked fnnel over bdershirt as well as her leather boots, fit her perfectly. Sexy. I had to agree with him, she was sexy. After all, the lust from females and hate from males towards me were the exact opposites when it came to her. It was irritating me even more than before.

  The lesson began but I didn't care. When it ended, she was almost first out of the css and I followed as fast as I could but when you have to act human it's not that easy. And since I wasn't paying attention, the bell announg the end of school caught me unprepared. By the time I got out of the she was in the hallway, already he exit. She stopped and as if she felt my look, finally turo look at me.

  From the moment she came to the css, Major was restless. Now looking again straight into her mesmerizing eyes he was soothed. What is wrong with me? I wondered when she suddenly turned away, her emerald eyes tearing up. The sight alone was hardly bearable, but feeling what she felt in that moment, I nearly fell to my knees. I hought any human could stand such grief. Her emotions were mix of loneliness, disappoi and sadness. Did I cause her somehow to feel that way? I wao help her but in an instant she was more angry than sad and I heard her quietly almost spit out "No!" If I didn't think it impossible, I would swear it was meant for me. But she couldn't know I was able to hear her as well as what else I could do. Right? Right. There's no way. This woman is so fusing to me.

  I watched her practically run out of the building, make a sudden stop and for a brief moment it looked like she'll e back. I went slowly towards the exit as to find out what surprised her so mubsp;

  "Get lost!" she muttered and again I had to fight with feeling she was talking to me. Immediately I realized there are other people. Some guys and I didn't like their emotions o. Lust, superiority and disdain. I hated that I have to move as slow as human. If I appeared there out of nowhere, I would probably scare her and I pretty much couldn't kill that trash of humans in a broad daylight on a property of school full of people.

  "Hey guys, did you hear the freak?" Raised one of them his voice mogly. Why the hell is he calling her a freak?! Was the other one in css before referring to her as well? Why?!

  "I wasn't talking to you-" She started but wasn't allowed to finish. I was angrier with each step, while her emotions showed only slight irritation and I could tell she was looking for a way to escape.

  "How about we teach you little respect, huh? What do you say, self-talk?" How about I teach YOU some respect?! shouted Major in my head equally pissed off as me. In that moment some teacher passed through the door and the situation dispyed before him, caught the bastards' attention for just long enough for her to slip away and disappear betweerees nearby.

  "Where did the freak go?" Demanded one of them fused, notig that she's gone. Safe, away from you. I answered him in my mind.

  Seeing she's nowhere hey lost i a away.

  I took the ce that nobody was around and dived into the woods after the mysterious creature.