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School. God knows how much I hate it. Pretending that we were normal, while we were in fact far from it. Keeping up a mask that seemed to suffocate us. The blood made it only worse, teasing the vampire in my. And of course there were teenagers who had to be so clumsy that they even tripped over their own shadow. Like Isabella Swan, who tripped and grazed her knee in front of Edward, leaving her blushing like an idiot. And bleeding like she had been stabbed with a machete or something. It was comical to watch how she desperately tried to keep her balance, but failed. Some smelled better than others, and some smelled absolutely horrible by the lack of a good personal hygiene. Add the uber-boring lessons and in a second changing, confused feelings and you have the reason why I hate being present at school. Carlisle always sent his adoptive children to school to appear normal, while were - once again - a bunch of vampires who weren't even supposed to exist. The younger we pretended to be, the longer we could stay somewhere. Rosalie, Emmett and I were Seniors, we would be graduating this year. We could pretend that we were juniors, but we weren't absolutely interested in that. School was just a way of keeping us occupied. Rosalie and Emmett shared my opinion about school. Edward and Alice were juniors, they had the misfortune to study longer. Currently we were in Forks. A small, rainy town where everyone seemed to know each other. Therefore it was great news that we were newcomers. Technically, we weren't new, 77 years ago we had already lived here. It all started as a normal school day. One that I had already experienced several times. One that promised to be a boring, endless during torture.

It was lunchtime. The time that each student filled his hungry stomach with food that smelled like it was rotten for weeks, and so it looked too. It was also the time that each student eagerly gossiped about us. They whispered but they could've just screamed as well because we could hear them anyway. Some thought we were drop dead gorgeous, others thought we were weird because we talked to no one. But they all had one thing in common: they admired our beauty. The features of ours face, our hair, our body, our clothes. Everyone had his own straight opinion about us. It didn't matter what they thought of us, because we didn't care. But it was terrible to hear their whispers. I couldn't imagine what it would be if you also had a look inside their head, as my brother Edward the mind reader, could.

"It's annoying." He replied in answer to my unspoken thoughts. As he did many times. That was really annoying.

"Hey Edward, what did I told you about privacy?"

He chuckled: "That it shall not be violated, and I answered you that I can't turn off my gift. Learn to live with it." It was the only thing we could do, learning to live with Edward. Although it was not always easy. He always had to had the last word, being a smartass. It usually ended in a playful fight, where ofcourse he cheated and won but only because of his gift. Cheating bastard. He grinned: " Don't start insulting!"

A group of giggling girls pointed quite explicit at us, Rosalie gave them a deadly look. She gave her own twist on 'if looks could kill'. Emmett was hers and every girl would know that. Not that an ordinary, simple human could be compared to Rosalie. Alice was insensitive to things like that because she knew Edward loved her more than anything. He would never leave her. There was no one at my side. No soul mate that I could protect, no one to love. No girl to hold and to adore. But I wasn't desperate, love isn't a thing you should force. I wasn't planning on forcing things.

The giggles grew louder, more annoying. Nine girls had already come to me to ask me out. I shook them off one by one as politely as possible, some had an iron determination and didn't want to give up. It made me annoyed because they didn't stay away from me. It was just simply annoying.

The doors of the canteen opened, which promised to welcome more hungry students.

And that's when I smelled it. An ultra-feminine scent. The fire in my throat roared wildly. The monster inside me fought to be released. I had never smelled anything like that, a sweet, heavenly scent. It was the hell for me. The devil seduced me with it. A magical mix of extraordinary things I had already smelled and merged into the best scent someone could possess: lilies, mandarin , lime and caramel slightly hinted with roses, vanilla, peppermint and something that could be described as white musk. My fingers gripped the ugly, white lunch table too tightly because a piece of it broke off. Luckily no human saw it.

" Jasper, are you alright?" Alice asked concerned, seeing the pain written on my face. I ignored her silly, bell- like voice and concentrated on te smell.

It was good that my neck couldn't break through the brutal force with which I turned my head to see the face that accompanied this delicious smell. Even Isabella Swan who had smelled very, very lovely wasn't a match for this… person. It was not what I expected. It was indeed a girl. A young girl with a small stature. She was definitely not what I expected. What did I expect ? A tall blonde with a perfectly normal face. Her pale ivory complexion was complimented with round hazel eyes and plump rosy - red lips, which looked as if they had kissed for hours . She was roughly 5ft2 tall. She was roughly estimated three inches taller than Alice. She was shorter than her gothic friend, whose scent burned into my sensitive nose. Too much, too heavy perfume. Her pale face looked even paler by her unusual hair color that attracted attention. Her hair was straight, as straight as it could be. Probably the work of a good straightener, because no single type of hair was naturally that straight. Why did she tortured her hair with a device that burned it? The top of her hair was dark blue, and halfway her long locks falling on her rib cage it began to change into an aquamarine color. She was dressed in a gray T-shirt, black jeans and all-stars that matched the color of her hair. Considering the fact that she was human, she was quite a beautiful thing. Again I breathed in, it was like eating fire. I could stop breathing, but I didn't want to. This scent had to be smelled. And tasted. I heard her soft, warm voice that could be compared to that of Esme. It didn't fit her extraordinary appearance .

"You can go sit down Ivy. I don't feel so good, I need fresh air. It's probably the homemade tacos of my brothers girlfriend. That bitch can cook even worse than you." She talk to her friend. She turned around and left the cafeteria.

This was my chance. I couldn't resist her. Her scent was sublime and I had to taste it. Edward could read my mind and before my plan could betray me I stood up and went after her. I glanced at my family and saw that Alice's eyes were glassy, she had a vision. In all probability it was about me.

"Jasper, no!" Edward screamed, but it was too late. I already stormed through the hallway, crazed by her scent. The pain in my throat was so bad that it was hard to swallow the venom in my mouth away. It tortured me, screamed at me to drink blood. Her blood. It was the only way to soothe the burning torment in my throat.

Her scent was in the air, even the fresh air of Forks couldn't mask it. She was at the back of the school building, where a bench stood for those who were tired. And where there were also no windows and no one who could see her die.

I saw her. Her lips parted each time she breathed the fresh air deeply in. The beating of her fragile heart boomed in my ears and doubled my thirst. So vivid, so strong, so juicy. And it was all for me.

She didn't realize that there was a monster who could murder her each moment behind her. Her life was going to end in a few seconds. I could no longer restrain my thirst, I had to taste her. She was irresistible. I longed for her.

By the time she realized that she was attacked and she wanted to scream, I already had my hand clamped over her mouth and my teeth drilled in her heavenly neck.

And so she tasted. Heavenly. I was right, only her blood made an end to the pain. It dimmed when the first drop of blood touched my tongue. Of all my victims, she was the best. I drank greedily from her. Her screams of pain were muffled by my hand, and her frantic attempts to free himself were - of course - useless against my superior strength. Through her struggling her shirt came up and showed her flat stomach. My fingers clawed into her creamy, soft skin. She would be a corpse with bruises in the shape of my fingers. I could feel her pain and unlimited anxiety, but it wasn't enough to bring me back to earth. Her blood was like a magnet to me. Everything about her seemed to pull me in. I could feel her warm skin through my clothes, and it was divine. I enjoyed it. Unconsciously I thought about how she must've felt when she would touch me when she or I wasn't dressed in clothes that protected our skin. The feather-light footsteps of my family alerted me, and I grabbed what was mine tighter. I refused to let her go, prepared to fight I stood straighter. She had stopped screaming and her resistance was gone too, I remarked. Strong hands, Emmett's, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me backwards, away from her. I growled, outraged because they wanted to keep me away from the girl. Emmett grabbed my arms and Edward stood in front of me, blocking my view of the girl. Her body was writhing on the ground, Rosalie and Alice bent over her, Alice's hand clamped over her mouth to stop her screaming and Rosalie 's hands on her arms keeping her body tight pressed to the stony ground with ease. Now I realized what I had done. They had pulled me off of her and I didn't finish it. Venom is now spreading through her veins. In fact, she would become one of us. And it was my fault. Her fear and pain was like a slap in my face, I tried to calm her, but I hadn't my own emotions under control.

"Emmett and I will take Jasper to the woods to hunt. You and Rosalie will take care for the girl. Call Carlisle, say it's urgent. Take the road through the woods so no one sees you and hold your hand clamped over her mouth." Edward said to Alice, the serious look on his face betrayed nothing, his feelings however did. He was worried.

Without any effort Alice lifted the girl in her arms and ran off, Rosalie giving me a deadly glare. I suppose I should fear the moment I had to go back home. Edward and Emmett dragged me into the forest. My last view was her heavy trembling body.

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