Different town, Same Jasper:

Edward drove behind Carlisle car in agitated silence. Carlisle wanted to blend in with their 'new' home and thought that driving the speed limit would stop much of the town's curiosity. According to Carlisle a slow procession of needlessly expensive, anonymous, cars wouldn't look in the least bit conspicuous in a small middle class town.

Edward smirked just thinking of what the towns people, they had been passing were thinking. Not that he had to imagine for long. He had already isolated a couple's conversation as he passed. The woman was naturally in awe of the general shine and assumed status of the cars. While the man stood jealously beside her. Edward had not been concentrating on their conversation but he was absolutely sure he heard the man mutter the words "Do you think who ever it is driving that silver ones over compensating for something?" Edward might have been deeply offended if the phrase was in anyway original. Humans could be so predictable. There has never been a single sentence uttered by any human; that Edward had never heard before. Their thoughts were much the same.

The monotony of it all sometimes got to him sometimes. Every day was a maddening repeat of the last with different subject topics. Jasper liked to describe it as "Ground Hog Day" with a twist. Edward sometimes failed to see the twist or the humour for that matter.

As Edward thought of Jasper he had the sound inclination to listen to his thoughts. It wasn't something Edward enjoyed doing, but the silence of his car and his previous thoughts was making the empty void within him all the more painful.

Edward focused on the car in the review mirror. Alice was driving; Jasper had a tendency to drive onto the side walk when he was bored. Of course Jasper would never intentionally hurt anyone and never would. It was more like a game to him; a mixture of the game chicken and bowling. A rather sick game really, but Alice insisted that it wasn't entirely Jasper's fault. Jasper had always found it harder to give up his old ways and his human ten pin bowling was his way of alleviating the tension. Edward couldn't understand how Alice could think that. There was no excuse in the world that could justify Jasper's form of entertainment.

Why he chose Jasper was no mystery. He had promised Alice he would keep tabs on Jaspers mentality and Jasper tended to have one of the least predictable minds in the family. Jasper thoughts were mostly jumped from one topic to another and then back, but it was his wilfulness to entertain any idea in the world was what made him so interesting.

'I wonder if that Edward will find a mate in this town. 100 years is too long to wait for the right one. I honestly don't know what's wrong with him. Aren't deadly beautiful never to age again vampires good enough for him? He could have had Rosalie, who is most likely most beautiful vampire on earth. Whose beauty is second to none?

Man I'm thirsty. Some of these town girls look alright...I could just find one school girl that didn't really appeal to me... '

Edward didn't hear the end of Jasper's soliloquy; he already knew how it would end.

A toddler suddenly ran onto the road; instantly followed by an older girl. He abruptly stopped the car immediately, Alice mirrored his action. There was the girl frozen stuck standing in the middle of the road – just inches from his car- clutching onto a squirming toddler. Edward slid out of the car smoothly. The 

girl's eye's screamed in fear –just as they should when encountering his kind-. The toddler continued to squirm but she would not release him. The boy started to scream an ear splitting screech and Edward could hear the girls mental pleadings for him spare them a lecture on road safety. All of this was immaterial to him. He had stopped the car so he could warn Jasper away from thoughts of 'helping' him find a mate, the two mortal's running on to the road at the same time was just a coincidence.

Edward turned away from the unfortunate humans and stalked as slow as he could – for the on lookers benefit- towards Alice's car. Alice motioned to get out of her car, but Edward signalled her to stay. Edward walked over to Jasper's side of the car. He didn't have to read his mind to know what Jasper was thinking, his face told him everything. Jasper wound down the window not daring to meet Edwards glare. Edward towered over him and whispered menacingly "Butt out of my existence!"

He turned away to leave, only to see the girl still dumbly holding the toddler in the middle of the street. It was only now that Edward realized that she wasn't simply restricting the writhing child; but she had somehow- in the split second in which she had run into the middle of the road- had twisted her body to protect the ungrateful thing from Edwards car. Not only that but she had placed her hands protectively over the little boys eyes in the split second in which Edward had turned to face her. He was still fuming over Jasper's thoughts that his glare was only passed onto her.

"Edward? Is everything okay?" Carlisle had parked his car a few meters a head and was now walking towards him. Esme, Rosalie and Emmet were following suit, but did not dare move far from their cars. Edward's face softened into a fake smile and assured the others that everything was fine. He turned back to Jasper with the same icy stare. "When we get to house, we'll go hunting! I don't care how deceived Carlisle is about your eyes."

Those Eyes:

Angela wasn't sure what to think, it had happened all fast. All she knew was that it took only one minor lapse in concentration and he was gone. He'd slipped his hand out of hers and she hadn't noticed until it was too late. Why? Because she wanted to watch the stupid news report on the Middle East in the shop window.

It only took her a second to realize that he had left her side, but to her it would always be a second too late. She spun around wildly looking for him. Her eyes narrowed in on a small boy toddling to the side of the road happily admiring the sheer sheen of the expensive cars passing by. It took another second for her to notice that the little boy had no intention of stopping and neither did the silver Volvo.

That's when all her thoughts went blank. Before she knew it she'd thrown herself over the little boy and shielding him from the impending crash. It was a ridiculous notion to throw ones self in front of in coming car and Angela knew she would pay severely for it. She shut her eye's tight anticipating the horrible pain that would follow. She shut her eyes even tighter and she could feel her body becoming rigid with fear. Her ears began to ring continuously, She gritted her teeth and waited for the sounded of screeching tires. The sound never came. In fact there was no sound at all; just the gasps of witnesses of this monstrosity. There was unexplained warmth seeping through the fabric of her jeans around her knees but she could not feel anything else.

The toddler started to squirm indignantly beneath her. "Angie let go!"

Angela tightened her grip around the boy's waist. "Don't panic Teddy. Everything will be okay." Of course she had no way of knowing this as her eyes were still held shut.

"Let go...the car stop."

Angela's eyes flew open but she did not release the boy. "It stopped?"

"Yeah... let go!"

Angela slowly looked up from the ground to the car, just in time to see its owner open his door. Dread immediately coursed through her. It was obvious that he was going to yell at them for being so careless. She didn't really care about his abuse it was more the effect the man's words would have on Teddy. Nothing she was feeling at that moment could prepare her for what was to come.

Her first thought was how unnaturally and perfectly handsome he was. It was his inhuman perfection that shocked her to the core. Of course it was more than that. She couldn't understand how his skin could be so pure white and yet he still surpassed any notion of beauty. But all these wondrous oddities were nothing in comparison to his eyes. It was like he was wearing a set of liquid gold contact lenses, though they were much too real to be contacts. All his feature's were so absurdly beautiful that she felt compelled to step closer to him in order to inspect him further. In fact she doubted that she would have any qualms in leaving young teddy in the middle of the road and go anywhere with the handsome strange, if he asked her too.

An icy chill ran down her spine. Angela had never been a particular compliant girl when it came to strangers. Nor had she ever been so irresponsible as to let Teddy out of her sight for more than a few second. The thought was not only ludicrous but terribly frightening; it went against every fibre of her being. She now desperately wanted to pick Teddy up and run as far as possible away from the silver Volvo, but she was paralysed with a disability fear. The best she could do was drawing Teddy closer to her. She was no longer attempting to protect the struggling boy from the man and his car; she was trying to stop herself from giving into the strange power the man had over her.

Luckily for Angela the stranger's power didn't last long. In a lightening fast movement his glare moved from her to the car behind. Angela exhaled in relief. The minute he turned away; Angela slowly regained her senses. She slowly loosened her grip on Teddy but only to tighten them once more, as the man had turned around to face her once more. His gaze was so vicious that she feared Teddy scream out of fright, so she covered his eye's as best she could; though she herself could not find the strength to look away from the man's perfection.

A man called out behind her and she felt compelled to see where such an appealing voice had come from. She soon wish she hadn't as four equally as attractive people moved away from there cars. One, a girl, who couldn't be more than nineteen, was easily the most beautiful of them all but her haughty demeanour immediately detracted from her overall appearance. The whole scene was too bizarre for Angela to comprehend. For a split second she thought she had somehow been caught in some mad, mafia for impossibly beautiful people. It appeared that the eldest looking man – who could be more than in his early thirties- was the leader, but of what she couldn't say.

The eldest man and the one with silver car exchanged words but Angela wasn't listening intently enough to make sense of what they said. Angela's eyes darted anxiously from the eldest man to the other, but no matter how hard she tried she could not move from her position. They finished their conversation and the younger man turned back to red car. Angela had been so transfixed on the first man that she jumped out of fright when she felt a cool hand on her shoulder. Teddy fell to the ground.

"Are you and your little friend okay?" Angela turned to the man who had been talking to the other.

Her eye's widened when she saw his ochre coloured eyes. Something told her to run but those eyes kept her exactly where she was. Once again the hypnotic orbs gave her the feeling that if this man asked she would go anywhere with him, regardless of sense or responsibility. Although something in his eyes reassured her that he never would. There was something safe about them. Despite their colour there was even something human to his eyes.

The man bent down to take the hand of an uncontrollably, crying Teddy. Angela instinctively seized Teddy and pulled him closer her away from the man. His eye's said she could trust him, but that didn't mean she would. It only took Angela a second to realize that she had fallen quite heavily on the road, with her back pressed awkward up against the bonnet of the silver Volvo. She had gathered Teddy up in her arms and was glaring furiously at the man. The man sighed patiently and rummaged around in his pocket. He with drew a laminated name tag that read 'Dr. Cullen'. "I know, this must be very confusing for you- and you have no reason to trust me- but I think you and your little once may be in shock. Now would you please allow me to walk you to the sidewalk, so I can make sure you and your little friend are okay?" He smiled warmly and held out a smooth, white hand.

As Angela walked home that day, she could barely believe all that had happened. It was all too surreal to be true. Teddy running onto the street directly in front of an expensive, silver car, herself stupidly throwing herself into the line of fire, -the towns people had hailed her a hero, but if she had been paying attention such an incident wouldn't have happened.-, the owner of the silver Volvo's steely glare and then his complete apathy for there existence, his and companions inexplicable beauty. All these events were barely believable on their own, but for them to happen all at once; were nearly impossible.

Angela was so caught up in her own thoughts that she had barely taken note were she was heading and before she knew it she was stepping over the thresh hold of her front door. Teddy ran excitedly into the kitchen were he knew his mother would be. He was going to show her the bag of treats Angela had bought him. To him it meant a sugar high. To Angela it was a 'sorry for almost getting you run over' present. A small token of apology that Angela knew would not quiet be enough. It would never be enough.

She slowly unbuttoned her raincoat, before slowly placing it on the coat rack. She barely had time to think of her next movement before she heard the clumsy rattling of Tyler's car pulling up. Angela opened her gauzed door to meet Tyler on the porch. Tyler –in his excitement- miscalculated Angela's movement and nearly ran straight into. He stepped back slightly embarrassed, but still carrying his enthusiastic smile, that Lauran loves so much.

"Sorry, hi, my brother just called me –on my mobile- and told me that you totally saved your little cos.-well done by the way- And you also forced that new family to get out of their fancy cars."

"Well I wouldn't say forced. They really got out of their cars on their own accord-"

"What ever. I heard the blonde chick was hot. Could you get me her number?"

Angela sighed and closed the door behind her before she went to sit on the top step of the porch. Still overwhelmed with everything that had happened; she placed her head in her hands. Tyler's expression dulled to a frown behind her. - She didn't have to look to know this. She'd always had keen sense of empathy of others emotions. It was almost a sixth sense. - Tyler sat down beside her and patted her soothingly on the back.

"I'm sorry. I just got so caught up in the moment. It was the comment about the smoking hot blonde that's gotten you down isn't it?"

Tyler on the other hand was not so gifted in that department. Angela shook her head slowly. Afraid that if she shook her head any faster it would snap off and reveal the insanity inside. Tyler opened his mouth as if to say something but as if he'd decided against it and sighed. His hand had stopped patting her back but he'd absentmindedly left it there. Angela didn't mind, his hand was comfortingly warm in comparison to the hand Dr. Cullen had used to help her up. Tyler looked away from her seemingly looking for a topic of conversation. He turned back to her, his enthusiastic smile now to the place of his frown.

"Tell me about this new family. The Cullinses?"

"Cullen's" Angela corrected.

"Yeah them, what was the first thing you noticed about them?"

Angela looked away for a moment. A million features came to mind but the only one that stayed was the unnaturally liquid gold, but strangely beautiful eyes.