Hey! I'm back! Sort of. Whatever, personal issues are preventing me from writing too much but hopefully that will be sorted out soon.

FFAddict I didn't realize the age thing so Bella, Jasper, Edward and Wednesday are all juniors, she is just 16 because she is on the younger side of the year group. I'll take your advice on not including song lyrics. I'm really glad you like the story and thanks for letting me know what you think!

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WEDNESDAY'S POV

Dr. Cullen. As in Jasper's Dad. Because Jasper Cullen. Jaspers dad. Oh, brilliant. Seriously I have just fainted and humiliated myself in front of Jaspers dad. And my nose bled all over him. What is wrong with me? That hospital is fucking cursed I swear. Charlie came to pick me up after Mr. Cullen confirmed my nose was in fact broken but I didn't have a concussion. I was just crazy. Uncle dearest seemed completely out of his comfort zone trying to comfort a bleeding, broken nosed, teenage girl. Safe to say the car ride back was delightfully awkward.

Once we got home Bella kept hovering and fussing over me, which was getting very annoying. She kept ranting on to me about nonsense which was only increasing my already painful headache. "Bella! I love you but for goodness sake will you knock it off!" This caused her to jump and look down glumly. Well now I felt bad. "Right, I'm off to bed." I exclaim, tiredly. "Nighty night Charlie!" He only grunted in response. A man of few words is that Charlie.

"Wait, Day can I talk to you for a second?" Asks Bella, following me upstairs. Sigh.

"If you must." I relent, leading her to my room. She tried to sit on my bed but I simply shoved her off. "Peasants sit on the floor Bella." Oh, now she's glaring at me. "I don't make the rules Bells jeeze!"

"Whatever! Anyway… I was wondering, what is Edward Cullen's problem with me?" She inquires nervously.

"What on earth are you going on about?"

"Did you say something to him about me? He was really rude to me in biology." Hang on, eddy boy was rude to my cousin? Oh no people! I don't stand for that shit.

"I swear I didn't say anything to him. Rude how?" I ask, becoming irate.

"Well he acted like I smelled really bad or something, he wouldn't say a word to me or even look at me." She explains, looking a bit upset.

"Well Bella, he's obviously an idiot. Worry not, dear cousin! We shall confront the idiot tomorrow!" Oh did I have plans for Edward. Poor Bella, her first day and her lab partner turns out to be a douche.

"Uh.. no thanks Wednesday. I know what your like, I'll confront him on my own" What is that supposed to mean?

"Mmkay. You do that." I say tired of this conversation. "Now leave, I'm tired"

She huffs and rolls her eyes, getting up from the floor. "Gosh, you can be such a brat!"

"I'm an only child" Is my response.

As she leaves she pauses at the door, "How was therapy? Did you like the doctor?" Umm, do I want to talk about that right now? No. I really don't.

"I SAID OUT PEASENT!"

The horrific sound of my alarm woke me from a pleasant slumber. I had a dream. A wonderful dream. Involving Channing Tatum and a chocolate river. Why, oh why must I face the world? There is a knocking at my door. "Come in" I call, sensing it was Charlie. He shuffles in awkwardly. "Hey kiddo, I was just coming to tell you that you don't have to go to school today. I know you took a pretty bad fall yesterday."

Yesssssss. A day of sleep, movies and P.J's? Heaven!

"Thanks Charlie" He just smiles and shuffles back out. After lounging around for a few minutes another knock sounds at the door. Bella walks in, looking moody.

"How are you my darling?" I ask in a sickly, sweet voice.

"Not great! I can't believe you're not going to school today! I have to go alone and it's only our second day!" She whines. Why does she make it sound like it's my fault? I didn't choose to have my nose broken.

"Sorry Bells. That's just how the cookie crumbles. That's life. That's what all the people say. You're riding high in April, shot down in May." I reply, in my sage wisdom. She just looks at me like I'm insane before leaving my room. Well bye then. Settling in front of the T.V with a box of pop tarts, I fully have the intention to not move again until Bella returns from school. Except when I need the loo. Or more food.

As I was just getting into Cleopatra, which I was watching due to the fact I have a serious girl crush on Elizabeth Taylor, the doorbell rang. Looking down at my superman P.J's in sudden disdain, I go to answer the door. And just who do I find? Jasper Fucking Cullen, that's who.

"Um… hi?" I squeak in surprise. And now he's smirking at me, brilliant.

"Hi" He replies in his glorious accent. I just stare at him awkwardly for a few moments. "Are you going to invite me in?" He asks amused. This shakes me from whatever haze his beautiful face put me in.

"Oh yeah, sorry please come in" Well this is embarrassing. He brushes past me and strolls into the house like he owns the place. Is this actually happening or is it some weird hallucination brought on my head injury?

"My dad told me about what happened to you yesterday, so I thought I'd come over and cheer you up." He explains. In his hand he holds a container that looks suspiciously like Ben & Jerry's Ice cream. He notices me looking and gives it to me. "It's Fish Food. Esme told me to bring it."

"Esme?" I ask, confused.

"My mom" Oh. Okay.

Hang on a second, "Shouldn't you be in school?" I ask warily. He simply laughs and walks into the living room, plopping himself down on the couch. Sighing, I move to sit down next him. That boy seems pretty damn secretive.

During the very long movie he bombards me with a bunch of pointless questions. I find myself revealing certain things to him, stuff I don't tell most people. What I appreciate though is how he isn't being invasive; the questions he asks aren't too deep. It's nice to just talk to someone, without bring up all the baggage. Jasper is actually quite sweet when he wants to be.

"So does your brother live here? Or in England?" He asks with a knowing smirk.

"Aha, well you see…. About that… well….. Okay, so like…..I don't technically have a brother." I mumble, fidgeting in my seat.

I see him start to laugh. Don't you laugh at me mister!

"Would you like a cup of tea?" I ask him before he can say anything.

"No thank you darling, I only drink sweet tea"

Ugh.. I hate sweet tea. It's cold and weird. Like your soul. Shut up Wednesday.

"Anyway, Wednesday, how would you feel about coming round to mine later today?" He asks as I sit down with my freshly brewed cup of Earl Grey.

Before I can answer the door bell rings causing me to squeal at Jasper to hide. Which of course, just makes him laugh.

"If any of these nosy neighbors around here tells Charlie about you being here, I'll be in deep shit. So go hide!" I shout as quietly as possible. He laughs again but goes into the kitchen. Smiling to myself, I open the door. Oh, it's just the post man. After signing for the package, I go inside to see Jasper sitting on the couch.

"Who was it?" He asks, flipping through the channels.

"Just the postman" I respond, looking at the package. 103 Greendale Rd, Woking, England. Ivy's address. Time with Jasper had made me forget about what Karen said.

Jasper calls to me, "Wednesday? Are you alright?"

Nodding shakily, I sit on the floor where I was standing. Just staring at the package. I feel him come to sit next to me.

"Wednesday, what's going on? Who's the package from?" Hearing the concern in his voice, I forcibly pull myself together. Internally giving myself a stern shaking, I turn and smile at Jasper.

"No one I know. Sorry, my nose just started hurting a bit"

Sorry for the really short chapter, I've kinda lost inspiration.

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