Okie dokie, so this is the first twilight fan fiction I have actually thought about posting. All of my others just didn't fit right, but I like this one, I hope you all do too.

Please do review if you read, I really appreciate constructive criticism but I would appreciate it also if people weren't unnecessarily mean :P. I do write for my own enjoyment also.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight, or any of the characters - they belong to SM. I don't even own Jasper, much to my dismay. I do however own my OC :).

Chapter one.

OC POV.

It was hardly unusual. My family had moved around so much the past 5 years that another town would make very little difference. I had been sent here by my mother and father after in incident back home in Vegas. I was going to live with my uncle and his live in girlfriend. My parents wanted me to get away from the city, saying that it would be best for my health. What they really meant was that they didn't want me around my siblings. I didn't fit into their picture perfect lifestyle.

"You know, Forks isn't actually that bad a place. You just have to get used to the constant over cast." My uncle ladies and gentlemen. Officially the worst way to cheer someone up… bring up just how crappy the weather always is.

"I'm only here for like a year anyways, it'll do." I sighed, there was no point in trying to sound happy - it'd just come out forced.

"Hmm…well your room is the one straight down the hall and to your left. You get the best view in the house…not the biggest room but its got its own bay window and…"

I had obviously hurt his feelings, or he was just genuinely nervous about being around me for an entire year. Figures; I was the 17 year old loon from sin city after all.

"Bay window, fantastic." I replied, sarcasm was my speciality. Whether or not they had sarcasm in Forks, I'd soon find out.

The house was relatively pleasant, similar to one of those sickly sweet family homes you saw on television - painted a faded, slightly dirty mint green with white borders. My room was okay, painted a dull dark orange and outfitted with dark red accessories. Not something I would ever choose myself, but I was relieved to see no sign of anything fluffy or pink. Unpacking my things was easy enough, I had sketch books, pastels and clothing. So I was happy. I stared at where I had been cast. To think my family had felt the need to send me this far away. It was awful. The tears were not going to spill over, I wouldn't allow it. I would suck it up; take like a man…so to speak. There was a knock at my door, quiet so as not to disturb me.

"Yeah?"

"Its just me…I thought you might be hungry." My uncle Daniel was lucky to have found Stella, she was a sweetheart really. Way too eccentric for her own good and as mad as a hatter, I had warmed to her the minute I met her. She walked in now with a plate in hand along with a soda in the other.

"Thanks." One word answers were best, the state I was in right now probably wouldn't allow me to supply much more.

"Dan didn't really say much about how you were feeling." Stella groaned as she sat down on the edge of my bed, string at me where I sat cross legged on the floor.

"I feel fine."

"Evangeline….you get why your parents sent you here, right?" I had never heard her use my full name to address me, it was worrying.

"Because I was a bad influence." I ran a hand back through my blonde hair and allowed it to flow freely over my shoulder in loose, messy waves. It was still damp from the rain.

"No sweetheart…because they didn't want to be the ones to find you…" I knew immediately what she was getting at, my parents were cowards. You don't abandon your children, its wrong.

"I'm not going to do it again Stell, I was just having a hard time I mean…the problems with my parents started long before…that, happened." I stated with a pathetic laugh.

"You don't have to explain to me pixie kid" She grinned, that had always been her nickname for me. I was relieved to hear it again. She'd started using it the minute she had seen me for the first time two years ago, because I was so tiny - about 5'3, but my frame was miniscule, built like a ballerina should be.

"Come on, eat some food and then in about an hour…" She glanced to her watch "we'll go take a walk around town, grab some coffee or something."

"Sure." I watched as she nodded and exited with another smile, she was trying really hard.

An hour later, I had managed to pull on a pair of dark jeans a t shirt, and leather jacket, along with my flat black boots. I walked down stairs and was met by Stella at the bottom of the stairs, she looked just as excited as I should have looked - I was really only going to satisfy her.

We walked for a few minutes towards the centre of town, making casual conversation as we went. I fumbled with the small cardboard packet in my pocket anxiously as we walked. It was an incredibly dull afternoon, almost dark by 5 pm."You can smoke if you want Eden, I'm not your mother." Stella laughed slightly, I felt as if I couldn't get the packet out of my pocket quick enough. I fumbled around for a few seconds before taking the long awaited drag.

We walked through town, gaining a number of glances from people around us. They were staring at me mainly, one group in particular, stood outside what I presumed was the main supermarket. A couple, probably in their late fifties were looking me up and down. I stuck my tongue out childishly as I passed with Stella nudging me in the rib as I did so."Quit it!" She hissed "You've been here five minutes and you're already causing a scene." She laughed pitifully and I joined in for a few seconds before I returned to my original train of thought - my parents. Yup, parental abandonment, it didn't escape my train of thought easily. The main echoed in my chest, radiating from my stomach to my lungs, before catching in my throat.

But that was when I saw them, four of them; stood there like a set of the most beautiful statues available. Each one of them dripping with sex appeal. A girl with long, flowing blonde hair and a set of the longest legs I had ever seen - accompanied by a large, muscular guy with dark hair contrasting with the shared pale skin. Then there was the tall boyish one, with the angular features and strangely coloured bronze hair and smouldering eyes. None of them paying attention to me as I stared, with the exception of one. The last of the four, he was taller than the others; probably about 6'2, 6'3 ish…with that beautiful marble skin and honey blonde hair, pushed back roughly from his face in soft waves. He looked in dire need of a good nights sleep, but he was beautiful all the same. His eyes burned into me with such great force I felt a conflict of actions - I was urged to turn away, but I couldn't. I kept staring as I walked passed the group with Stella. I watched as he continued staring at me, his expression was confused; almost pained. I saw the bronze haired guy take hold of the top of his arm with great strength, his expression was angered, concerned maybe, whilst the others turned to looked over towards me. I looked away, the beauty of each of them too much to bare.

"Who were they?" I asked Stella as we sat on the bench in the town centre.

"Oh the group outside the store?" She asked, I would bet she knew exactly who I meant.

"Yeah."

"The Cullen's…Dr. Cullen's adoptive kids." She replied vaguely.

"Wow you…really painted a vivid picture for me there Stell." Stella laughed at my sarcasm before she continued."I only know two of there names…Emmett and…Edward, I think. The other two I've forgotten." She thought for a second "Name like a cat…Felix or…Jazzy or…something." She muttered with a twisted expression on her face, shaking her head. "The girl I don't know, she doesn't talk much, seems a bit stuck up if you ask me. Never makes an effort."

"Nice memory." "Don't mock me, I'm old." There was silence for at least five minutes. "Jasper!" She snapped, a causing a few heads to turn."Excuse me?"

"The other boys name, Jasper. Ha, Felix." She shook her head at her bad memory.

I wanted to question her more about the Cullen's, but I thought I better leave it at that. It was approaching 7pm now, I knew we would be heading back soon enough. And I didn't want to push it the first the night. We soon stood up and began making our way towards home. The group was gone from outside the store, including the honey blonde boy I had just discovered was named Jasper - not Felix.

Jasper's POV.

It was a Sunday, as far as I knew. The morning had faded into afternoon, and that afternoon was soon fading into evening. Overall it had been a long few days, with little to do. The summer break had ended with the school reopening in the morning. It was almost a relief, to finally have something planned to keep me amused.

"Are seriously still moping around in here?" Rosalie asked as she stood by the door of my room. The place was a bombsight, with paint and charcoal spread out on the large table and canvases and papers strewn about the place as if they themselves had exploded."I am not moping." I replied with little tone in my voice. I had grown tired of everyone tip toeing around me, as if at any moment I would snap.

"Its depressing really. Alice is back with Sebastian." She stated bluntly.

"I am aware Rose." I flicked through a few of the papers in the sketch pad before throwing it down on the couch by the bookshelves, rubbing at my temples as I did so.

"Me, Emmett and Edward are going for a walk into town, thought you might want to get out of the house for a while." She smiled just a tiny bit as she spoke, I noticed the way in which she emphasized who was indeed going on the walk.

"I'll be down in…" My voice faded off into silence as I grabbed the unnecessary jacket and made my way downstairs and out the door with Rosalie. Emmett and Edward were already waiting to leave.

The past few years had been difficult, I had always thought that myself and Alice were soul mates, meant for each other. We hadn't left each other sides in what felt like forever. But when she saw Sebastian in one of her visions, attempting to seek out the help of a coven - she had seen something in him, that she had never seen in me. He had trailed all over the world trying to figure out what had happened and where he had came from; she had seen herself in him. And couldn't help but seek him out. She had demanded she find him by herself, making it clear that she would not return to me. She'd return to the coven, to the family; but not to me. And she was correct, a year after she left, she returned with Sebastian; a newborn who she had tamed, so to speak. It had been clear from the minute I seen them, they were utterly devoted to one another, true soul mates.

I accepted it, and moped on my own. Keeping my peace with Alice and ignoring Sebastian as best I could. It had been fifteen years since then after all.

We made our way through town, I walked behind the three; by a few paces. Taking in the evening air with great satisfaction; making sure that my thirst was under control within the close company of each human that passed. It was, I could ignore the venom with some ease. We stood outside like normal teenagers would do, joking with each other as we would usually.

"So, back to school tomorrow I do believe." Emmett clapped his hand together as he spoke.

"The joy humanity brings…" Rosalie mocked, I watched as Emmett tightened his arm around her shoulders. I envied them; just as I envied Edward and Bella and Carlisle and Esme. Even Alice and Sebastian.

That was when it hit me, a strong blow to the chest. It echoed around my rib cage, knocking the unnecessary oxygen from my lungs, if I had been human - I would have coughed and spluttered at its suddenness. I looked up, my eyes meeting hers with such depth. The pain was almost unbearable, the utter sorrow, guilt…every emotion under the sun so heightened it was unbearable. I had never, in all my years, felt such pain in one person. She was smiling, laughing even until she met my eyes. I felt Edward turn to face me, if I could feel his emotion, I know it would be concern. But right now, I was too focused on this girl. This tiny girl just a few feet from me.

Everything about her was petite and delicate, she looked utterly feather light. With her long sandy blonde hair with just the slightest hint of red; hitting at her waist in soft, beach waves. Her skin the most unusual of colours; like golden ivory. Pale…but with that subtle hint of sun blushing her cheeks. Two small beauty spots high on the left cheekbone of her graceful; heart shaped face. Her eyes were long, and big; almost cat like and bright green, surrounded by fluttering dark lashes. She was strangely fascinating. Surely all of this…sorrow, cannot belong to such a frail, delicate little thing.

"Jasper." It was all I could hear of my siblings as I watched her move, in slow motion as she stared at me. Our eyes not breaking contact. And that's when the wind blew her scent towards me, like a tsunami. It was a warm, sweet scent. The kind that reminded me of winter…like cinnamon, and vanilla and orchards and….it was almost as fascinating as her. I felt the low growl in my chest long before anyone heard it, the venom swirled in my mouth, burning like liquid fire at my throat; utterly unbearable. Edward's grip tightened on my arm as he pulled me away, with Rosalie and Emmett following in confusion.

Before I knew it I was in the woods, every single hint of pain, guilt, despair….everything gone. Yet somehow I felt as if they clung to me, staining me.

"What the hell was that?" Edward hissed, my three siblings surrounded me. As if to enclose me in, making escape impossible.

"Didn't you smell that?" It was all I managed to fumble in the way of words. I sounded ridiculous.

"The thoughts you were having, you cant think like that; you cant lose control like that in such a public place. I thought you were doing better? I thought you were learning?" Edward questioned sternly."I was, I am….you don't understand it wasn't her blood. It was just…I felt her pain. My god, how she can survive, such a tiny girl with such…my god." I was talking to myself now, questioning what had just happened. It didn't make sense, she didn't make sense.

"Err…would someone like to explain to me what just happened?…out loud." Emmett stated bluntly, a confused look upon his face. Matching that of Rosalie's.

"Jasper was just seconds away from jumping the girl across the street." Edward replied. Emmett's expression didn't change much, but Rosalie looked infuriated.

"You would do that? Expose us like that?!" She questioned, her voice shrill amongst the woods.

"No! Of course not, I just…I wasn't going to do anything I just…" My words weren't working, I didn't even think Edward understood. My thoughts were so confused, not even the smartest of mind readers could decode this.

The arguing carried on that way for hours before we decided to make our way back to the house. I was still utterly confused as to what I had just experienced. It had been so very vivid, I felt as if I would self combust. It didn't make any sense, for years I have had this ability, for my entire vampire life. Yet this had never happened, I had been put under stress before of course - but this was different, she was different. Whether I was intrigued or petrified I didn't know. But I wanted to find out.

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Well that was that fokes, there will be more if i gather enough readers - as i have wrote five chapters of the same length already.

And just incase anyone is curious, i based Evangeline's appearance very roughly around AnnaSophia Robb - with a few minor adjustments.

Let me know what you think!