A/N:

This story was inspired by the idea of Midnight Sun and Twilight. I do not own the characters and I only embelished on what Stephanie Meyer had already created. This story has more chapters than the original Twilight because of my embelishments. I hope you enjoy Jasper's take on Twilight!

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I glanced slyly at Alice. She didn't notice, probably to busy "watching" me. Her eyes were physically pointed out the window, but the blank look in them spoke volumes. Aside from that, I could feel her genuine concern. It was annoying being watched all the time, and for a split second I considered replacing her concern, then thought better of it. She should be concerned about my immediate future. I was concerned about it.

I was thirsty. Very thirsty. Sitting in a lunchroom, that was currently filled with weak, defenseless, warm bodied children… My throat burned. They could fix that. This is a lunchroom after all… No. No. I mustn't think that way.

My eyes flicked to Edward. He caught that last train of thought. His whole body was tensed as he stared at me, but something about the thought amused him, I could feel that, see it in his twitching lip… But he was worried too. He should worry.

I gazed out the window like Alice.

In my opinion, this whole charade was stupid. Dangerous. The whole point of the "vegetarian" lifestyle was to preserve human life. Sitting in classrooms with them everyday was like dropping a mouse in to the cage of a hungry cobra. We are the predators. They are the prey. We are hungry… it's a simple matter of mathematics really, one plus one equals two, thirsty predator plus juicy prey equals dinner…

"Jasper," Edward whispered. Emmett looked at me out of the corner of his eye. He was curious. What had Edward heard to make him break his silence? He was also cautious. Maybe he didn't want to intrude on my thoughts. That was unusual for him. He never worried about anything least of all offending someone. This life was a game for him. Emmett must already have an idea of what my issue is… He must not want to push it. That was… nice of him. If that was the reason behind his caution.

Rosalie didn't care. She barely acknowledged the fact that Edward had spoken at all. Self-satisfaction. I could guess the reasons for that; she was pretty and she knew it. A sharp burst of desire as her eyes lingered on Emmett's form. Great, just what I need. Another horny teenager. Get a grip Rose.

Hormones have these kids' emotions running rampant. I could feel insecure, neurotic, jealous, unhappy, lovesick, heartbroken, excited, conceited, amused, lust, angry, misunderstood…You get the picture.

There was also curiosity. Yes, everyone was curious today. There was a new girl that had everyone excited, curious. Chief Swan's girl. Barbara? Becky? Bella, that was it. Who cares, really, what's another set of hormones?

Irritation. Alice's irritation. I didn't like her to be irritated, or have any form of negative emotion really. It wasn't like her. Alice usually conducts her life in a sphere of effervescence. Moreover, I want her to be happy. I love her to much to tolerate anything that causes her to be anything but happy. She should always be happy. She deserves happiness.

Happy, I thought concentrating on Alice. I watched as a soft smile drifted over her face, then her eyes snapped into focus. She looked it me. I could see the accusation in her eyes, but she was amused too. She grinned. I would do anything for that grin. I'd go to high school, pretend to be just another hormonal teenager, tolerate the raging inferno growing in my throat everyday for the rest of eternity for that grin.

Okay, maybe I'm whining too much. This climate is definitely an improvement over the last… Fighting for my life while others fought me for theirs. Hate and fear. The shock of terror mingling with hopelessness as my opponents realized they didn't stand a chance against my skill. The shallow thrill of victory as I, and my surviving comrades, surveyed the broken bodies on the battlefield. The pleading, begging, desperation of the spoils of war: Human Un-Happy Meals.

Alice stood and exited the room. She must have decided I'm not going to kill anyone today. What a relief… for them anyway. I still have to suffer.

Edward was mildly surprised and then bored. The boredom was nothing new. Pretending to be human held no more interest for him than it did for me. I glanced at Edward again, but he was staring at the new girl. He looked away quickly. I caught her embarrassment. Evidently she hadn't meant for him to catch her staring. Funny how they stared at us. We were beautiful to them. Even me.

I bet Bella wouldn't stare so boldly, if she could see a little clearer. If she could see the scars on my face, my neck, I bet she wouldn't find me beautiful anymore. She'd be the first student here to understand how much danger she and her classmates were in.

Realization mixed with surprise, and… curiosity? Edward's boredom was gone. His expression changed as if something occurred to him that had not before. He turned to look at the new girl again. Edward found the new girl interesting? What had she thought?

His realization moved to make room for frustration. She was frustrating him? What had she thought?

In spite of myself I listened in on her conversation, a little curious too.

Jessica Stanley was talking about Edward. Mentioning how he doesn't date. Explaining how Bella shouldn't put efforts in to pursuing him. The Stanley girl was annoyed. The Swan girl didn't feel infatuated though. Just curious.

Edward looked away again. He was uneasy. The new girl had made him uneasy? What? Was she a serial killer, planning on taking out her peers, and had her plans injured his morals? He glared at me now as he listened to my thoughts heavily tainted with sarcasm.

"Shut up," he muttered. I needed fresh air, before I settled into a cramped classroom. I needed to clear my head. I needed to clear my heart too. Sometimes its hard to feel my own emotions surrounded by those of so many others. I rose to leave, my siblings did too. They must want to watch me. Yeah, that's just what I need four babysitters.

The atmosphere at home with my family is easier. Edward feels mostly content, though a twinge of annoyance every now and then. Not that I blame him for the annoyance. It must be annoying, to be the only single in a house full of couples. Maybe he should date. Not Jessica, clearly, but Tanya was sweet on him… Emmett's often amused at something or other, not easily worried. It was easy to be with him. Rosalie, conceited maybe, but at least she knows who she is. Her future is secure. Carlisle, always patient and kind, his future was never in question despite what he thinks. Esme. She was delightful to be around. Compassionate and loving… I was barely in her life for five minutes and she was ready to call me her son.

Alice. Beautiful Alice. Loving Alice. Happy Alice. My Alice. She found me. She saved me. I will never let myself lose her. I will never let her be hurt. Alice. My light, my love, my Alice.

We met up at the car after school, all except one. Edward wasn't there. Odd. He always beat us to the car.

"Where is he?" Rosalie complained.

The doors were locked and Edward had the keys. She wasn't really annoyed with being forced to stand while we waited. No doubt she was enjoying the extra stares we were receiving as others climbed into their car. The annoyance probably came from the principle of the thing. Her having to wait for him. Rosalie waits for nobody. Except maybe Emmett.

"What's he doing?" Rosalie whined again looking at Alice.

Alice's eyes glazed over as she spoke, "He's… changing classes?" She sounded unsure.

"Are you asking or telling," Emmett said with a chuckle.

"Telling. He's trying to get out of biology. Ms. Cope's going to tell him no."

"Why is he doing that?" I asked.

Alice shrugged but I could feel her confusion.

The Volvo beeped and flashed its lights. Rosalie and Emmett climbed in immediately. Not me. Not Alice.

I was frozen by Edward's feelings. Panic. Fear. Anger. Thirst. Intense thirst. Alice didn't need to feel him. His emotions were clear enough in his wild eyes. She was frozen as her mind searched for what had upset him.

"Your running away?" Alice gasped.

Edward's anger spiked at the phrase "running away". I shifted my weight to put myself between him and her but he was already darting around to his door. As Alice and I climbed into the car I noticed Rosalie and Emmett had finally noticed Edward's extreme behavior. They had seen him move around the car… too fast. We weren't supposed to move like that in front of humans. Edward made a mistake moving like that… He never makes mistakes. Edward made a mistake. Something was very wrong.