This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction. As a result I am unsure of what people think of my writing style and I would really appreciate if you left me a comment stating what you think. Should I add more description? Should I make it longer? Please, please, PLEASE let me know so I can fix it!

Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the Twilight saga's characters.-specifically the ones in this chapter.- They are the proud property of Stephenie Meyer.

JPOV

The school bell echoed throughout the small campus, signalling the beginning of lunch. The small school my family and I were attending was situated in the north of Idaho and it was needless to say that the children in this institution had been raised to maintain little respect for anybody.

The past few days my family and I had been confined to the house, seeking refuge from the sunny weather. This had been our first week at this little hell hole, always so similar to the last one, that my family and I were still the hottest topic for conversation. I happened to be unlucky enough to be the only one of my family to select History as a subject. Apparently my family had 'grown impatient with my constant bickering with the teacher.'

I stood up and began to pack away my History textbooks, watching as the history teacher excused himself. I snarled under my breath at the 'muscular' quarterback I was unfortunate enough to sit next to.

Throughout this lesson alone, he had been constantly kicking me under the table and had on numerous occasions stolen my favorite pen. I had just raised my eyebrows at his childish antics. I was a vampire, for fucks sake! I was more than capable of feigning 'the quiet boy' and just ignoring a human child!

The first time he had kicked me, I had just smirked at him. This caused him to grit his teeth and kick me harder. I could sense his suspicion rise, as he had done this on numerous occasions to the other children in this school and all of them had been a crying mess when it had finished. To satisfy his slightly disturbing needs, I had pretended to wince in pain.

He grinned widely when I had, causing me to regret my act of weakness. He immediately turned to face his friends and shared a not-so-quiet laugh at my expense.

I was never one for attention, so it was safe to say that had I been human, I would have been blushing. And that thought embarrassed me, I was over one hundred and fifty years old! I had fought in battles! and the laughter of a single human teenager and his friends embarrassed me. Way to go Jasper.

And if that wasn't enough to make me want him for my lunch, he had been passing snide comments about my 'pained, emo, suicidal expressions' as he and his cronies called it, and my 'stupid, nerdy, enthusiasm for war.' Humph. I wasn't enthusiastic about war, I was just adamant that the teacher got his facts right.

I had lived through countless horrors in both my human and vampire life, and all I wanted was that today's mortals didn't try to insult me with wrong information... Was that so wrong?

Not to me, but according to the big, bad group of footballers it was. And as for my facial expressions, I couldn't really help the fact that I wanted nothing more than to sink my teeth into his neck feel the mouthwatering flavor of his blo-'Jasper!'

With a jolt I was pulled from my angry musings. My eyes focused on the reason for my existence, standing so casually and beautifully in the wooden doorway.

My little pixie. My Alice. She looked at me with her large golden eyes containing a warning: 'kill that boy, I'll kill you.' it said. I smiled... with or without precognition she knew me well, always aware of my thoughts and feelings.

Alice's spiky halo of black hair contrasted dramatically with her snowy white skin but completed her image magnificently. I was one very lucky empath.

She urgently gestured me over to her, nearly jumping in order to keep me in her sight over the group of taller, chattering humans now making there way towards the doorway at a leisurely pace.

Alice's urgency confused me; Although I couldn't physically see her panic, I could sure as hell feel it; It hit me with a force similar to that of a train.

I had been in control... I wasn't seriously considering hurting that child... Well I thought I wasn't. I momentarily lost sight of my wife as the clot of humans thickened, blocking the doorway in their haste to find food.

At the front of the room, a little way away from the door, laughter rang out among the boys and they began to throw erasers and school bags at one another, cocky, in the temporary absence of the history teacher.

I slung my school bag over one of my shoulders and began weaving my way through the tables and chairs, to make my way towards the door, intending to save Alice from drowning in the sea of humans attacking her. I couldn't help but chuckle.

My wife was just the cutest thing... 'Just coming sweetheart.' I said softly, fully aware that she would hear me even over the monotonous drone of hungry teenagers. I heard a quiet gasp and craned my neck to try and catch a sight of her.

I had managed to catch a quick glimpse of her before another boy and his girlfriend blocked her from my sight. She was standing stiff a rod, with a glassy look in her wide eyes. She was in vision mode. Shit.

The last time this had occurred in school had been just over twenty years ago. Word had spread that Alice was , to put it bluntly, a nut job. This had greatly upset my little wife due to her emotional past and Alice had become stressed.

When Alice became stressed, I became stressed. When I became stressed EVERYONE became stressed... It was quite a vicious cycle. It was Edward who had finally suggested we up sticks and leave. I couldn't have agreed more: It seemed that my pixies thoughts had been no more pleasant than her emotions. How I'd hated to see her in distress...

I began to push my way towards her, trying to reach her before anyone else noticed her abnormal behavior. I was focused solely on my destination, so much so that I literally walked in to the arrogant, bullying, jock I sit next to causing him to stumble back into the table. The spit balls he had intended to hit his friends were sitting in a pile on the classrooms floor.

What a disgusting human being. What was his name? I think it was Gavin... Moore?

He whipped around and sneered at me in what I assume was supposed to be a taunting manner, hate was coming off him like smoke from a fire and his eyes flashed dangerously.

'Well if it isn't the little nerd, Jasper 'I-bang-my-sisters Hale.' His companions laughed, enjoying the show.

It was a common thought for the human to assume that my family dated their siblings. This was in no way true, but it would be hard to explain my marriage to Alice, as none of us looked older than eighteen. Our cover story consisted of our 'brutal upbringings' and how we found 'comfort in each others company.'

I had mentally snorted when Carlisle had told me that. I found it impossible to find comfort in Emmett's company. He was always so damn excited! Bella shared my feelings on this, and was constantly wrestling with Emmett to get him off all of our backs, much to Edward's concern.

Anyway, I considered the first half of Gavin's statement.

'Little?' I thought, somewhat confused. He was about an inch taller than me... unless he was talking about muscles. He was shaped similar to Emmett: tall and muscled as hell.

I may not have been that toned, but I was no skinny, muscle-less child either. I was an a hundred and fifty-three year old vampire for crying out loud!

I could kill him in the tenth of a second... Had he been alone, he would have never even considered trying to victimize me. He probably would have avoided me at all costs. I mean really, there was nothing weedy or meek about me. He was probably just showing off.

To be fair, in his mind, the odds were in his favour. Five to one... I was an easy kill. Or so he thought. Had I been a human who was met with those chances, in all honesty, I would have ran for my life, responding to the fight or flight instinct.

Weighing up your chances in a fight is crucial for success and my self preservation had been one of my most prominent traits as a human. But I wasn't a human, I was a predator and they were my prey.

I barely glanced at him as I began to walk towards Alice again. Gavin was not happy I was ignoring him... Like that scumbag was worthy of my attention; I had seen him abusing the smaller children at this school and it sickened me.

How could someone so insignificant cause someone else such emotional distress? I would know all about emotional distress. No one deserved that, human or not. Rolling my eyes, I turned my back on him completely and began to walk toward my baby.

Gavin was still behind me, and although I could not see him, I could feel the unpleasant emotions coming off him as though he were a space heater.

His pathetic excuse for a gang were giving off strange emotions too... Anticipation? I honestly couldn't have cared less about the reasons behind these emotions, that was Edwards job.

I was just about to close the gap between me and my mate when I felt a sudden pressure on my right shoulder. 'What the hell...?' I thought, startled.

I turned around and found myself face to face with one very angry school bully. His four friends stood around us, sitting on the polished wooden desks or leaning against the white painted walls, watching with easy grins on their faces.

The only people in the room at this point were these five clowns, myself and my Alice, who still stood motionlessly in the doorway, no doubt seeing the out come of my little situation.

I Decided to try what Emmett calls 'the scary vampy glare.' Gavin's grin faltered for a minute before morphing into a cold smile. I gaped at him. How could a human, and a stupid one at that, face full on with a glaring vampire and still remain so arrogant?

The only vampire Gavin was openly wary of was Emmett, and although I could understand that, I had been told many times that there was an air about me that humans found so uncomfortable. It seems Gavin was oblivious to this.

I was baffled. I was sure that I had his felt a lick of fear as I had eyed him, but now it was replaced by a sadistic need for violence that I was all too willing to satisfy. 'How dare he lay his hands on me?' I thought furiously. I ought to rip his head off.

I heard a quiet gasp behind me and I turned to see Alice whispering rapidly at a rate far too quick for the humans to comprehend.

'Jazzy! Calm yourself, you'll expose us! The teacher will be here in a few minutes, let him handle it!' Although obviously panicked, she spoke in a soft soprano that made my insides melt.

I gave a very loud, long suffering sigh of exasperation and turned to face the enraged boy. He and his friends crowded around me and Gavin grabbed a handful of the fabric that was my T shirt, in doing so, effectively pulling me towards him. His fist grazed over my clavicle as he tightened his grip.

He looked down upon me in fierce satisfaction, enjoying -to his eyes- my 'vulnerable position.' Oh Please, I could break away in a second if I wanted to... murdering him in the progress. Shame.

It was all I could do not the bare my teeth at him. Back in the war I had never allowed my enemy to come this close to me, especially for him to place his hands so close to my neck.

Gavin was leaning over me, his cold grey eyes boring into my golden ones. How I would've loved to spit some venom at him, right in the eye. 'That would certainly ensure he never glared at me again.' I thought with vindictive pleasure.

I heard Alice back away a little bit, no doubt responding to some possible future she had witnessed. I reminded myself to appear weak and small and to not break his arm. Blending in was key.

Outnumbered... Yes. Outmatched... No. He pulled me impossibly closer. I could feel his vile breath wash over my face in a heavy, toxic cloud.

His close proximity was mouth watering, forcing me to hold my breath and to try to control the venom pooling on my tongue. My throat was burning. 'Control it Jasper!' I told myself firmly. Gavin shook the fist holding my shirt and I felt myself shake slightly in my loose clothing. My shirt jerked up as I stumbled slightly, exposing the lower flat plane of my stomach.

'When I speak to you, you respond. Got it?' The boy hissed. Hissed. The child hissed at me! What an insolent whelp! My blonde hair fell into my eyes as he shook me yet again, but I remained limp in his grasp.

'Do not rise to his challenges!' I repeatedly told myself. 'Submit to the human Jasper!' I closed my eyes to stop myself concentrating on his thumping pulse.

I was struggling to control the part of me that was screaming for his demise. I could not allow myself to fight back, if I did, it would be very hard to explain how one boy beat five others, all of which were physically bigger than him.

I would not be the cause of my family's relocation. Not again. 'Look at me!' he roared, and his friends shouted their approval. Verbally abusing me as they did so.

I turned my head away from them and caught my mates eye. She nodded at me, desperately willing me to submit and to not kill him. I could do this. I would submit to my food... for Alice. I did not understand why I had to do this.

All I knew was that it was Alice's instructions... and I would trust Alice with my life. 'These actions must have created the best outcome.' I pondered dully.

I decided to play my part and turned my head in his direction, intentionally not looking Gavin in the eye. I hoped this action would make me appear small and vulnerable.

I had seen numerous newborns avoid my eye back in the south and had relished in the power that gave me. 'I hope he enjoys the feeling' I thought bitterly.

Gavin was still awaiting an answer. 'I'm... I'm s-sorry' I stuttered, playing my nerdy role to a Tee. Gavin gave a disgusted snort before he announced to the room: 'See boys, I told he was nothing more than a spineless worm... What's a wee snivelling coward compared to me? Who wants to see me damage his little girly face?'

Internally, I roared with outrage at being called a coward, outwardly... well you get the idea. 'Look at this little bitch' Gavin continued in a tauntingly soft voice.

He shook me again, much harder this time. I kept limp and felt my head snap back and forward. 'He looks like he's going to cry. Not such a man without your freaky big brother, are you? And what's with that other one? Still a virgin? Someone really need to take that stick out of Eddie's arse.'

Gavin's mates guffawed like the morons they were. I was fuming. How dare he insult my family? I realized Gavin was still speaking.

'Brothers and sister going at it like rabbits... didn't you know incest was wrong?' Another shake. 'Hey, maybe you're gay... your sister/lover looks more like a dude anyway.' He threw a wicked glance at my Alice who was sporting a carefully helpless and devastated expression.

Only I knew of her true anger. Red hot fury filled my vision.

'HOW DARE HE?' my inner beast roared. My primitive vampire instincts wanted me to destroy every human in this room for that asshole's remark towards my mate. My little pixie was beautiful and anyone who doubted that deserved to die.

I was shaking with rage, trying to contain it, my eyes darkened of their own accord, but Gavin did not notice. He was too wrapped up in his own cruel taunting. 'Do it now!' The vampire in me urged. 'This creature does not deserve to live!'

'KILL HIM!' My inner demon screamed at me. I was just about to end this boys miserable existence when I heard my beautiful Alice whisper 'Jazzy, don't! Just one minute longer!' I could not help but growl softly in my irritation.

I could not believe the situation I was in. Held captive by a human, but not allowing myself to escape as he taunted me. Maria would've loved this.

'Hold the girl a minute guys, I want her to see this...' I barely withheld a snarl as two of the boys grabbed each of my wife's narrow shoulders.

Alice went along with it and threw me a warning glance. She had no problem submitting to them. Gavin was still giving out instructions: 'Grab a hold of this pansy' he demanded to the remaining two boys, shaking me all the while.

I watched with darkened eyes as the teenagers walked behind me and grabbed on of my arms each. 'You're in for it now!' One of them exclaimed with a laugh.

I resisted the temptation to roll my eyes with difficulty. I wondered where my other siblings are. Emmett would probably get a kick out of this. Gavin backed up a step and examined me. It looked as though he was trying to decide were to hit first. His eyes raked over my entire body before coming to rest on the pale stripe of flesh still visible on my stomach after he had shook me and bunched up a shirt. He smirked at me.

I tried to look meek and pathetic under his harsh gaze. Oh, the things I do for Alice. Gavin's eyes clocked on my face and I watched as he gave me a sinister smile before clenching his hand into a fist. He waited a second before he brought it back and with as much strength as he could muster, he pounded his fist into my stomach.

I had the immense satisfaction of hearing his knuckles crack before I shot Alice a wink and doubled over, pretending to be in agonizing pain. Gavin yelped and tucked his fractured fist into his armpit, whining pitifully.

I heard Alice giggle and I gave a very convincing groan of pain. Both boys let go of my arms to go help their leader, and I used this opportunity to wrap my arms around my mid drift, rocking backwards and forwards on my haunches, moaning all the while.

I was really quite enjoying this. One of Gavin's friends spoke up 'Man Gav, how hard did you hit him?.' He sounded stunned.

I tasted the rooms emotional climate: Alice was doing all she could to hold back hysterical laughter while her captors were stunned into silence. Gavin was feeling vast amounts of pain, varying degrees of embarrassment and an absolutely staggering amount of rage.

My old captors were staring at us both in awe, and a bit of fear. Good. Gavin glanced up at me with utter loathing as I pretended to cry.

'Fucking coward' he gasped. Tears of pain streaming down his own cheeks and dripping off his chin. He looked completely and utterly pathetic. That was it for Alice. She burst into laughter, literally shaking with amusement. Her body racked with spasms. I smiled at the emotions coming off her, as it appeared she was quite close to crying with happiness.

The boys holding her immediately let go of her and backed away as she collapsed onto the ground, all the while laughing like a maniac. Gavin glared at Alice before he smirked in a way I sure as hell didn't like. He looked at me with malicious eyes.

'Your bitch is quite cute, I might just tap that myself!'... He stated smugly. All of my amusement vanished in an instant. I was absolutely livid. I stood up and stared at the one who had dared to say that about my mate. She was mine.

I noted that all four of the boy's friends shrunk away from my field of vision. None of them dared approach Alice. Gavin got to his feet somewhat warily, clutching his hand. He was afraid. I knew that. He knew that, but that didn't stop him.

He stood closer to me, looking down on me now. He was still cradling his injured fist and his breath hit my face in shallow pants. 'Say that one more time.' I threatened slowly and dangerously.

He smirked at me and in a soft, angry voice stated once again: 'I'd tap that.'...

That did it.

I threw myself at Gavin with all the force of an angry vampire. We both fell to the ground and I threw him across the room. He landed with a dull thud on one of the many wooden desks. Quick to get back in action, he jumped up and ran at me.

I tried to keep in mind that I mustn't kill him, but I was far too angry. He hit me full force and rebounded off, stunned momentarily.

I pretended to stumble to ease away any suspicions. He launched himself at me and grabbed a handful of my golden hair, grunting when he couldn't pull it out.

I gave a fake cry of pain and felt his momentary satisfaction. 'You fucking girl!' He screamed. He picked up the nearest chair and attempted to whack me with it.

'No!' Alice cried, playing her part as the heroic girlfriend, she grabbed the chair before it could hit me. No use in breaking the chair. I pushed Gavin off me and snarled.

Alice gasped and ran forward to restrain me before I could disembowel Gavin. His friends stood off to the sides of the small room, scared to be involved. Gavin straightened up and stood before Alice and me. Rage was billowing off of him, completely masking any pain he was feeling.

The boy raised his good fist and prepared to swing, just as I was about to break free from Alice and knock his block off. I stopped when I felt another presence in the room. A furious yell echoed across the room 'WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!' It was the teacher. Well halle-fucking-luyah. I looked around his classroom somewhat sheepishly. It was in total chaos.

The teacher was breathing deeply, desperately trying to calm himself. He took in our postures with wide eyes, Gavin hunched with his fists clenched and me, being physically restrained by my wife. There was no doubt in his mind that Gavin and I had been fighting.

I could tell just by looking at the mans face that he blamed me. Gavin shuffled nervously beside me and I tucked Alice protectively under my arm. The teacher's eyes flashed to Gavin and examined him with a critical eye, before they fixed on the boys fractured hand. His eyes grew impossibly wider as he took in the petrified boys in the corner, and the protective way in which I held Alice.

'Mr. Hale?' The teacher asked. I raised my eyebrows in acknowledgement. 'Tell me what happened.' He demanded. I just shrugged before vaguely answering. 'Gavin and I had a slight disagreement.'

The teachers eyes narrowed. 'Did you really?' he asked sarcastically. He looked at me with anger before softening his gaze and looking at Gavin.

'Mr. Moore?' He said, expecting an explanation. None came.

The teacher raised his eyebrows. 'Very well.' he said in a furious tone. He paused then started a little speech. 'You, Mr. Moore are going to wait here while I summon the nurse to check out your hand.'

'You four' he gestured the fearful boys with a submissive hand. 'Are to get out of my sight immediately.' All four of Gavin's friends left without a backward glance, hurrying out the door and tripping in their haste to get out the history classroom.

The teacher turned to Alice and me: 'Going on the assumption that none of you are injured, I want you, Mr. Hale, to shake Mr. Moore's good hand and apologize. Then you and Miss Cullen are to make yourselves scarce while I sort out this mess. You will all receive a detention and I will make sure that your parents are informed. Now get on with it.'

The teacher picked up his phone and rang the school nurse, asking her to come to his classroom to attend to Gavin.

I glared at the teacher in defiance. I was getting blamed for this! I felt Alice squeeze my side, before disentangling herself from my arm. She gave me a slight push towards Gavin. I took that as a hint, but I ignored it. I stared at the teacher as he put down the phone. 'He started it!' I accused, wincing at how young that made me sound. I felt the teachers irritation spike. 'Way to go, Jasper!' I thought dryly.

I shuffled towards Gavin, my mind buzzing with the injustice of it all. I would get blamed for all of this! I couldn't believe they were going to tell Carlisle. Surely he would understand? What could I have done? Had I just left, they would've followed me!

Telling Carlisle?, how was that fair? I didn't even provoke the stupid fight! I remembered the last time Emmett had acted out in school. Carlisle had been absolutely petrifying.

I knew Carlisle would be far from happy... VERY far from happy... About as far as you can get, really. And that thought terrified me. I wonder if- 'Now Mr. Hale!' I was snapped back into awareness by my teachers impatience. I could tell it would be in my best interests to hurry up.

I could tell he wanted this over with. Well that made two of us. I stood in front of the boy I hate so much and glared at him, wishing him nothing but death. A very painful one at that.

Gavin just leered at me...

'Mr. Hale? I'm waiting.' The teacher snapped. I growled softly and extended my arm. 'Sorry.' I muttered not meaning a word. 'Say it like you mean it!' the teacher snapped, furious with my childish attitude.

I tried again: 'I'm very sorry, you can't throw a punch.' The teacher gasped and I heard Alice groan from behind me. I felt very strong anger coming off the old man and he walked towards me. He stood in front of me and just stared at me. I shifted slightly under his gaze, ashamed of myself.

'What was that Mr. Hale?' He asked in a soft voice. 'N-nothing s-s-sir.' I mumbled, nerves coursing through me. Gavin snickered at my display, but I paid him no mind.

Inside my mind I was silently begging 'Please don't tell Carlisle I was disrespectful, Please don't tell Carlisle I was disrespectful!' I repeated my little chant over and over again, willing it to be true. Alas it was not.

The teacher spoke again: 'Do not think for I minute I will leave out any of this while I speak to your father, Jasper. I strongly suggest that you pull your act together and show some respect.' I mutely nodded my head. 'Verbal answer please, Mr. Hale.'...

'Yessir' I whispered. 'Good' the teacher continued. 'Now hurry up and do ad I asked.' I shuffled forward, feeling Alice's warning and the teachers anger. Gavin was still smirking at my display. 'Girl.' He muttered. I ignored that. I extended my arm towards Gavin, keeping my eyes on the wooden floorboards. 'I am very sorry I fought with you' I muttered, embarrassed.

I heard the arrival of the nurse over the slight ringing in my ears. Gavin grasped my waiting hand, pulling me slightly closer to him. I snapped my eyes upwards and stared him in the face.

'You'd better be' he snarled quietly, 'cause I will not rest until you are begging for forgiveness, you chicken shit.' I stood temporarily stunned. I glanced at the teacher, but he was too busy greeting the school nurse.

'See you around loser, and next time I do, I'll really make you sorry.' His eyes pierced me like needles and his boldly spoken words shocked me.

I raised my eyebrows at him, daring him to try anything but Gavin merely grinned and turned towards the nurse.

The teacher all but pushed me and Alice out of the classroom with the promise that he would make sure I regret my actions... 'Great,' I thought bitterly 'How many more people are going to threaten me today?' I cringed at the thought of Carlisle coming here and Alice smiled sympathetically. 'It was the best outcome.' she explained with a knowing smile. Like that made me feel any better. I was toast. Carlisle did not tolerate trouble at school, accidental or not.

I shook away my disturbing thoughts and allowed Alice to pull me towards the cafeteria to join my siblings for the last ten minutes of our lunch.

A/n:

I will add more chapters, this is merely the opening scene that I needed to cause tension between Jasper and that dick. (Sorry, I like Jasper!) This is my first FanFiction, so I will be ecstatic with any reviews, even any critical ones!

Thanks for reading!