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Rescue Me	By : Marblez Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 1966 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Four.
She was possibly the most beautiful person Jasper had ever seen and his heart began to beat painfully hard in his chest. Her wild dark hair looked sinfully soft and his fingers itched to touch it, to move softly through the short strands. Instead he clenched his good hand into a fist against his thigh, looking quickly away from her hair to get rid of the temptation. But looking away turned out to be a big mistake as instead of her soft hair he found himself staring at her plump lips, red and shiny from lip-gloss. Idly he wondered what flavour she used…she didn't seem like the fruity kind…maybe he should just lean over and…
"No," Jasper whispered to himself, pushing his back against the seat.
"What was that?" she asked and he almost moaned out loud at the sound of her beautiful voice, so much clearer now that he was out of the rain. It reminded him of the most beautiful bird song in the world.
"Nothing." His accent sounded even rougher now and for the first time in a long while he felt embarrassed by his thick Southern accent and gruff voice. Usually he didn't care. Usually no one spoke to him.
She smiled at him then and he found his gaze following her smile up her rosy cheeks until he found himself gazing into her beautiful green eyes. He felt himself drowning in them but he didn't care. He knew he was staring like a weirdo but he really didn't care, she was too beautiful for him to care.
"Are you alright?" she asked worriedly, shifting a little in her seat as if his staring was making her uncomfortable. He snapped his gaze away in an instant, watching the rain moving on the car window instead, muttering a quick 'yes'. He could feel her frown burning into the back of his head and had to elaborate,
"Just a bit cold." And he was he realised, he was very cold in fact. His body was trembling with shivers and his fingers were all turning a disturbing shade of blue.
"Rose, turn the heating up would you?" his rescuer asked the stunning blond driving the very nice and extremely expensive car.
"It's already up full, Alice," Rose replied.
"Oh, ok." Alice. The beautiful girl was called Alice. Jasper couldn't help smiling about her name, as beautiful as she. He was till smiling when a pair of gloves hit him in the face, thrown by the monster of a boy in the front passenger seat. Jasper had only just noticed how…big the other boy was. Not fat or anything, just…big.
"Emmett!" Alice gasped angrily.
"Sorry mate, wasn't aiming for your face. Just thought you could use my gloves more than me. I'm toasty warm," Emmett said cheerfully.
"Oh, thanks," Jasper mumbled, trying to pick them up but he soon found himself unable to. His bad hand was understandably useless but he couldn't get his good hand to work either. It was so cold!
"Let me help," Alice offered cheerfully, taking the gloves from where they had fallen in his lap. She easily slipped the glove onto his good hand, her warm fingers making him gasp for more than one reason. Then she asked for his other hand and frowned at the state it was in, "What happened?"
"I got it stuck in a door," he shrugged, acting as casual as possible.
"Ow! She winced for him.
"Yeah," he smiled softly, looking at her face as she pulled the glove on over the cast with stubborn determination. In the end it was lucky they were so big and knitted, it meant she could stretch one of the fingers to fit over the two splinted ones. The empty one flopped a bit and made him smile slightly at how odd it looked. "Thank you Alice."
"Your welcome."
There was a comfortable silence for the rest of the journey to Forks High and Jasper was pretty warm when the car pulled into one of the best spots in the car park. The others were sweltering but said nothing, even Rosalie. After watching his teeth chatter behind blue lips in the rear view mirror she'd felt rather sorry for him
"Alice, pass me my umbrella would you?" Rosalie asked and her sister obeyed as Jasper opened his car door, stepping out into the rain unprotected. Instantly he was cold again. Emmett followed, rushing round to hold the umbrella for his girlfriend while Alice held her own.
"Here Jasper, hide under here with me," Alice said as the lights of the car flashed twice, signalling that it was locked.
"I should just get to class," Jasper said quietly, "Thank you for the lift…oh the gloves. Do you want your gloves back?" This was said to Emmett who was even bigger now that he was standing up.
"Nah, keep em mate," Emmett grinned at him, "After all the trouble little Alice went to get them on that hand of yours you'd better keep them." And Alice really was little, Jasper hadn't noticed until Emmett said it. She was positively tiny except in…well the right places. Jasper flushed and looked away as quickly as he could, muttering a thanks to Emmett and turning to go.
"What's your first class?" Alice asked, skipping up beside him and slipping her arm through his, her umbrella sheltering him. "And what year are you?"
"Junior…" Jasper muttered quietly.
"Me too!" Alice gasped happily, "So first class?"
"Er…History with Mr Roberts," Jasper answered.
"Me too!" Alice cried happily. "How come I never noticed you before?"
"I don't know," Jasper answered awkwardly.
"Well I'm glad I've noticed you now," Alice giggled happily. Jasper heard Emmett laugh loudly behind them and say none too quietly to Rosalie,
"Alice isn't subtle is she? In a moment she'll rip the guys pants off."
"Emmett, don't be so mean," Rosalie scolded him but the remark had already hit his mark. Alice was blushing bright red and Jasper's mind had gone completely and utterly blank. Alice…liked him? Was that possible?
"Let's get to History," Alice said eagerly, most likely eager to get away from Emmett and his comments. Jasper found himself being pulled to the correct building and released only briefly so she could shut the umbrella before he was pulled towards their history classroom. And all the while Alice talked and Jasper found himself hypnotised by her voice, so much so that he lost track of what she was talking about almost instantly. He was sure she'd said something that required an answer but she ploughed on despite his silence. Everyone stared at them as they entered the history room, arms still linked. A few of their mouths actually dropped open in shock. There were also quite a few glares from the boys. "Sit with me?"
"Huh?" Jasper asked.
"Sit with me?"
"Ok," Jasper mumbled, following her to the desk she usually sat at alone, a desk on the other side of the room to his usual desk.
"Morning class!" Mr Roberts said cheerfully as he walked into the classroom, his arms holding a pile of papers, "Now I have you last test papers, all graded and may I just say class that I was highly impressed by a few of them, so when I call your names out on the register today I want you to come up and collect yours." This said he put the papers down on the desk and picked up the register.
He started with the A's…
…then went through the B's…
…and then came the C's…
"Alice Cullen."
Cheerfully Alice skipped up to the teacher's desk as Jaspers heart dropped into his stomach. Alice Cullen…Dr Cullen…the connection was made like a sledge hammer to his head…she was the doctor's daughter!
"Oh God…"
They had only been nice to him out of pity.
Their father must have told them everything about him.
He must had told them to befriend him.
Probably all with the hopes of getting him to admit that…that…
Hell the good Dr probably gave them his address so that they could conveniently give him a lift!
Oh they made him so angry!
Furiously he pulled the gloves from his hands, uncaring of how his broken fingers were jerked roughly and sent waves of pain up his arm. As he was doing this Alice, still smiling, sat beside him. And that set him off,
"Oh you're really something you know that?" he growled at her as the register continued. Alice's face changed instantly from a smile to a look of shock. "Don't play the innocent with me! I know what you and your fucking family and your fucking father are doing! I thought you were actually being nice to me. I thought…I thought…bloody hell I was so stupid! Why would you have thought anything remotely like that?" Jasper asked, his voice raising rapidly as Alice and now the rest of the class stared at him in shock. The register was forgotten. "But you don't need to pretend any more Alice Fucking Cullen! I know what you're doing! I know what your dad told you to do! I think you're a right little devious bitch to do it!" Jasper was sounding more and more like his dad each second and no matter how much he hated that he found he couldn't stop. "You can tell your father that I don't need his help nor his pity nor his fucking children interfering with my life! And don't try talking to me again you evil little cow! You make me sick!"
And with that he threw the gloves in her face with as much force as he could, jumped up to his feet and stormed out of the room. He ran once he was out of the room, ran out of the school and into the rain. The tears began then, tears of anger and of pain and of a soul deep hurt…he should have known…he should have known no luck would ever come his way. His legs gave out on him and he collapsed, sitting on the curb he put his head in his hands and really began to sob.

A/N You hate me don't you?
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