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Un Fantasma Tra Noi	By : Zenabrillatol Category: Twilight Series > Het > Bella/Jasper Views: 2028 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello, all. This chapter is a wee bit more interesting, but nothing too graphic here yet. Please remember to review, constructive criticism is very welcome but compliments are even more so. I really need some encouragement, y'know?

Bella's POV

I managed to find an excuse to leave class early. As I walked towards the parking lot, it felt as if a great burden had been lifted from me despite the fact I'd be coming right back to this place in less than 24 hours. Even so, school had been long and stressful and any day but the first day as the new student would have to be easier, at least at Forks High School. When I'd arrived I'd figured it'd be one of two things; the type of small town school where everyone is friendly towards and interested in the unfamiliar new student or a close-knit community where everyone's social circles were well established and I'd be left alone.

It turned out to be the worst of both. The other students stared and whispered, but nobody spoke to me. I felt awkward, anxious, and unwelcome.

'Maybe I'm just being paranoid,' I thought. After all, the stares had not been hostile but the lack of interaction reminded me of my stepfather. I sighed, feeling the stress creep back up on me as I climbed into the truck and memories of my former home life climbed into my mind. He'd ignored me, unless he had reason to belittle me. I felt like a ghost in my own home: when I walked into the room he would act as if I wasn't there; he would not tell me of their plans or invite me to family celebrations; when I spoke to him, tried to make small talk, he would not answer me at all. Worse still, my mother and I never got to be alone or talk freely anymore. He was always over her shoulder, having to know everything we spoke of. Still, she was happy and I knew he wouldn't mistreat her; so, when the cold became too much for me to handle, I decided to come live with my father.

Yes, maybe I was paranoid. Maybe I'd make friends soon, once the other students realized I wasn't unapproachable. I'd just have to reach out more, stop being so introverted. Maybe the only coldness I'd have to deal with here was the weather.

I would miss the desert, at least…on my last day in Phoenix, I stood on the balcony of our apartment and admired the wilds behind the complex for a long time. All the plants were bathed in light and they were so colorful…purple sage dotted the landscape, the cactuses had sprouted bright pink and yellow flowers, and the trees had offered their dainty white blossoms in return for the golden sunlight. A Creosote shrub had released its rainy fragrance into the air, reminding me of the short but intense monsoon season that I used to look forward to.

Now it had rained every day I'd been here in weak, freezing little bursts. The most colorful thing I'd seen all day was the car parking lot. I'd stared at the last desert sunset I'd seen, hoping the pink, gold, and orange burst would burn its image into my mind but the gray and green atmosphere of Forks had already muddled the picture in my memories.

'I should be happy.' I thought, 'Charlie is caring…and Forks is kind of beautiful…it's the forest after all.' Fairy tales took place in the forest. Even in Arizona, I'd never heard a magical story about the desert, save one…

A flash of white and gold suddenly caught my attention from across the parking lot. I looked over, finding myself flooded with some strange sense of hope; it was a young man, and to me he looked to be crafted from light. His stark white skin seemed to glow through the light fog settling above the pavement and he stopped for a moment with a sudden, almost unnatural jerk. He had a pained expression, undertones of anger evident in his handsome face and I swear his irises were golden as his gaze fell on me. I looked straight back at him, if only because I was stunned. I felt hypnotized as I stared into his gradually darkening eyes, and I both wanted to start the car and drive away quickly and to get out, to run towards him as fast as I could. Before I could do either, he turned and stole into the trees just off campus.

It took me a long moment to regain my composure, but eventually I started the car and avoided the rush. I wasn't sure how to feel as I drove home on the lonely, muggy back road. I wondered if I'd even seen what I had, if that man was really just another student who'd happened to be standing in a ray of sunlight I hadn't noticed, further highlighted by the dreamy state I'd been in at the time. Maybe I'd seen an apparition, or something else that was otherworldly. That's certainly how I felt, but bitter skepticism tainted my thoughts. The strange hope I'd experienced before was being washed away by the drizzle on my windshield, reminding me of the gloomy place I lived in now.

Charlie wasn't home yet. I wasn't sure if I was glad about that or not, but I stepped out of the car and dashed into the empty house as if I could escape feeling the chill of the air. I should have gotten a head start on my schoolwork or cleaned up around the house. All I could think about was that man. If only that hadn't been the only truly interesting thing to happen to me at school, the only thing I could focus on. I started dinner and went up to my room.

'Maybe somebody else has seen something similar…' I sat down at the computer, intent on finding a clue.

Jasper's POV

Branches and shrubs cracked under my feet like bones as I tore through the trees, trying to escape that scent and the memories it tried to drag in with it. I must have been miles away, but it was doing as much good as running towards the girl would have done. The familiar and sweet scent scorched my throat, intoxicating me and driving me insane at the same time. his couldn't be happening. It was impossible. She even looked the same.

"I wondered if you'd come to say goodbye to me, too…" Her dark eyes shone, even in the darkness. I'd never seen her cry before.

"You shouldn't have." I approached the porch, but I did not take the steps. I wanted more than anything to be closer to her, but it would already look strange to any observers that I was here, at a young woman's house without so much as having called on her formally. I knew her family was inside, too, and they'd be suspicious. Things were different then.

She didn't care; she rushed down to me, grabbing my uniform and clinging to my chest. I didn't need any further invitation. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close to me. She felt so small and fragile, shaking as she suppressed her cries.

"Please don't go."

I needed to get back to the Cullen house. Now.

"It's alright…" I couldn't tell if she was older or younger than me, she looked to be my sister's age but she carried herself like a young lady. She drew a kerchief from her apron and wiped the yolk and the shelf fragments from my hand, "I saw from the woods…it was an accident." She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

I could see it in the distance, through the leaves and the moisture in the air. Esme was standing in the yard, I could sense her concern even at this distance.

"Jasper…" She reached up and touched my cold, unyielding face. Her eyes, wide with concern and shock, were even more brilliant now that my vision was increased tenfold. Now that she was prey, "what's happened to you…?"

I almost veered away, turned around and chased after her but Carlisle was behind me in a flash.
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