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Fun and Games

It's just another day for the Cullen clan. What crazy ideas will they come up with? REVIEW CHAPTER FIVE IS UUPPP! Please review and tell me what you would like to happen in the next chapter. Give me your ideas on what dares you would like to see in the chapters to come!


7. Chapter 7

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Rosalie's Point of View

I breezed back into the lunchroom, thoroughly happy. So I did have a power! It's just taken me forever to discover it. I think I'll keep it a secret for now, though, just in case.

Laughter echoed left and right in the lunchroom, sudden and powerful. I looked up and noticed that Jasper was covered in chocolate milk from head to toe. Ew! He looked shocked, and obviously he felt shocked because I could feel it coming off of him from here. I giggled.

"Jessica! What the heck?!" He yelled. Emmett quickly restrained him by pulling his arms behind him.

Jessica frowned. "You even look cute when your covered in milk, how... interesting..."

Alice looked like she was ready to explode. She marched up to Jessica and, with all the height she could muster, said, "You stay away from my hus- I mean, boyfriend!"

Jessica looked very cautious then. "Were you gonna say 'husband'?" she asked, an evil smiling playing at the corners of her lips.

If Alice could have, she would've blushed. "Uh... no! Do you need a hearing aid now, too?" Nice...

Before Jessica could reply I quickly wiped her memory. If I can wipe away memories, can I make some up to put in their place? I wonder.... Then, Jasper saw me.

"Hey!" he yelled across the lunchroom, attracting a lot of attention. Too much. "How was it with Newton?" Atleast one out of every three students turned their heads in my direction. That's it, I thought angrily.

With all my might, I replaced Jessica's memory with one of her wanting to desperately kiss Jasper. I snorted when it took effect. She got all dreamy eyed and she ran over to Jasper. He was frozen in shock. So was Emmett and Alice. Edward and Bella were watching like it was a TV show, and, in a way, I guess it was. Or a soap opera... Anyway, she slammed her lips onto Jasper's and practically entangled herself into him. He didn't know what to do, I realized as I grinned. Emmett let go of Jasper in disgust and Alice stalked out of the lunch room with Bella. Jasper slowly started to kiss her back, probably reveling in the warmth of a human body. It's like a weakness, I admitted to myself. Everyone was watching and Jessica suddenly seemed to realize that, because she blushed bright red and tried to pull away. To my astonishment, Jasper didn't let her. He led her into the hallway to who knows where. Have fun, I thought jokingly. The warmth is irresistable, so I couldn't blame him. Apparently, neither could Edward or Emmett because they pretended like they didn't know what was happening.

The sight was pretty funny.

"So," I said conversationally, "why'd Jessica pour milk over Jasper's head?"

Emmett laughed. "Because Jasper said that she reminded him of Ugly Betty..." he trailed off as they both started laughing. Then Jasper ran back into the lunch room at top human speed. He was grinning like an idiot.

"Back so soon?" Emmett asked, and Edward burst out laughing.

"I-I locked Jessica in the janitor's closet! She thought I was gonna kiss her more!" He exploded into another set of hysterical laughs, so did Emmett and I.

"She was so shocked, oh man, that was priceless!" Jasper said through his giggles. At that moment, Alice and Bella emerged back into the lunchroom, laughing as well. Alice hugged Jasper and said, "You're a smart man." I think there was a double meaning in that one, but hey, who knows. Anyway, it sounded more like a warning than anything else.

Emmett snorted. "Don't get too overexaggerated there, Alice."

"Like you should talk, Emmett," Edward muttered.

"Ah, shut up. I'm not the one who hears voices in my head, now am I?" he asked sarcastically.

"Nope," Edward said easily, "you're just the one who flexes his muscles in the bathroom mirror for two hours every night, admiring them... it drives me CRAZY!"

"You do what?" I asked, already starting to giggle.

"Well, I... uh.... No? What else am I supposed to do?" he started in a flustered manner. "After all, we do live forever!" Yep, my husband admires his muscles for two hours every night. Typical Emmett behavior.

Bella laughed. "Don't you think that's a little obsessive?"

Emmett grinned. "Obsessive? Now, hold on a minute here.. you are calling me obsessive?"

Bella nodded.

"I'm not the one who can't spend five minutes without worrying about Edward's safety, Bella."

Edward growled quietly and Bella blushed.

"What? Huh, Edward?" Emmett asked in a very ghetto-ie voice. "You wanna fight? Huh?! Do ya'? Come on, let's take this outside. Come on!"

Edward shoved him aside and both of them walked in a very predatory way out the lunch room doors, outside.

There was silence from both of them. Then, "Ya' wanna take this inside? Huh?! Ya' wanna?" Edward asked in the same ghetto-ie voice.

"Bring it!" And they both kicked the lunch doors aside and stalked back to us. The way they kicked the doors made me thing of all those spy movies.

"Okay, I'm good now," Emmett said, sounding satisfied.

Edward sighed in satisfaction. "Me too. That really did solve our problems. Better than any therapist, anyway."

Bella looked confused. "But all you did was walk outside and then walk back inside..."

Jasper patted her on the head like a good dog and said like he was talking to a third grader, "Now you just let the big boys solve their problems, okay little girl?" Wow, he sure can do that Willie Wonka voice well! Has he been practicing again?

Edward glanced over at me with a knowing smile. I guess so. He noddd his head.

"I'm not little," Bella said in an annoyed voice.

"'Course you're not," Edward said reassuringly.

"I'm around... 200 years old. You're little to me, little Bella," Jasper said, trying to act all solemn.

"No kidding," Emmett muttered. "Think about it. Your dating a 106 year old guy..." he trailed off, his face showing a mixture of amazement and disgust at the idea of it.

"Yeah, but we all look like we're 17," I reminded them.

"Oh yeah..." Jasper said.

"But still, I mean, can you imagine that?!" Emmett asked in disbelief. "Good thing your looks are still with ya' buddy!"

"Sometimes I wish I could be a grandpa just for one day so that I could grow my beard like Dumbledore's and then stick a piece of string around it like he does in the movie, with a bell on it. Oh and, if any kids went on my lawn I could run out there with my walking stick and yell, 'Ye' kids get off me lawn!'. That would be awesome!" Emmett said dreamily. And those are the deepest desires of my husband? Ugh, gimme a break.

Jasper stared at him. "What?" Emmett asked defensively.

"No way."


"You sound like those surfer dudes on TV," some random girl said.

"You stinky eavesdropper!" Jasper said, shaking his fist at the girl. She just stuck her tongue out at him and turned back around.

"Little runk..." he trailed off as he started to move toward her.

"Now, now," Emmett said as he grabbed Jasper's arms and pinned them behind his back. "People are friends, not food."

Jasper rolled his eyes. "Lemme go."

When Emmett didn't let go, Jasper said, "Oh alright. I won't eat her. I promise..." Emmett smiled encouragingly and let go of Jasper, who hunkered down in a defeated way.

Jasper's Point of View

They ruin all the fun... I pouted silently. All these stupid emotions are so annoying! Who cares who's going out with whom. Is it really that important?! NO! They are all the same! Either, happy, sad, mad, angry or embarrassed. Oh yeah, or jealous. Of my beautiful perfection, I thought silently. Just then, I felt a wave of emotion coming off of someone so heavily it had to be someone new. I looked up, intrigued. It was a... well it must be a substitute... I think... She sure didn't look like a substitute, that was for sure. She had chestnut colored hair that fell down to her shoulders in beautiful waves, her eyes were a mesmerizing brown color, and she was wearing a skirt that fit her perfectly and a shirt that showed how skinny she was. Altogether, pretty hot, even for a human. Edward glanced at me and I shrugged. I can't help it!, I thought. He sighed and slowly nodded.

All of a sudden Emmett jumped behind Rosalie and I detected fear coming off of him.

I smirked, "You're not afraid... are you Emmett?"

He shot me a look that said to shut up. "Why the heck would I be afraid, Jasper?"

I shrugged and pointed toward the lady, who was getting closer. I could hear her heels hitting the floor. Emmett groaned.

I sighed. Do I always have to be the hero? "I'll go distract her," I muttered to Emmett and Rosalie. "You two can skip the rest of the day or something..."

Emmett sighed in relief. "I owe you one, man."

"Yeah, you do."

I walked up to the substitute, who was really close by now, and said, "Hello Mrs..." I made sure to emphasize the Mrs. part.

She stopped and looked me over. I guess she was satisfied with what she saw because she smiled alluringly and said, "Oh, there's no Mister. It's Ms. Hart." She winked. Who wouldn't be satisfied with the Jasper man?! I smiled smugly.

"I was hoping I could talk to you," she said seductively.

She was radiating waves of confidence and lust, so it was a little hard not to feel a little confident or lustful myself. "More private?" I suggested. "It's too loud in here," I added as I waved my arms vaguely at the lunch room.

She nodded and turned around, "Follow me." I looked back at the table and was glad to see that Emmett and Rosalie had gotten away. Bella mouthed the words, "Good Luck!" which was followed by a giggle. Edward gave me a thumbs-up and Alice blew me a kiss. I blew one right back at her then turned around to follow Ms. Hart. I wonder if I could get her to like me more that Emmett. That shouldn't be too hard. She led me to the room where Emmett has... what is it? Math? I think.

Anyway, she opened the door to her room and motioned for me to go inside. I did, and she followed right behind me. I heard the door quietly shut, and the click of a key being turned in a lock. She was locking me in a room with her?! I had to resist the urge to snort.

Turning around to face me, she unbuttoned the first button of her very low button down shirt and stuck the key in her bra. She didn't bother rebuttoning the top button. 'Cuz that would take waaay too much energy, huh? I thought sarcastically. I had to atleast act interested in her if I wanted to see if I could get her to like me more than Emmett though, I reminded myself.

"So, uh, what did you wanna ask me again, Ms. Hart?" I tried to make my voice sound husky. I hope it worked.

I moved toward her and sat on the edge of her desk. It was a really long desk, and there was nothing on it so there was room for me to sit. In fact, there was room for atleast five more people to sit! Anyway, I have to focus! I mentally slapped myself for daydreaming. Ms. Hart came over to me, swinging her hips, and sat down right next to me. And when I say right next to me, I mean RIGHT next to me.

"Call me Rebecca," she breathed. Hmm... it smelled minty. Yum!

I nodded. She got off the desk and so did I. I sat in the rolly chair behind her desk instead. I was spinning myself in circles until she stopped the chair and started to massage my shoulders. I tried to tilt my body so that I could look at her, but she said, "Just relax Jasper. Just relax."

So, I did. And it felt good. It really did. I leaned my head back and instantly tried to pull it back up when I realized what I was leaning my head on. She put her hand on my head and forced my head back there. "Don't be so shy, Jasper. Loosen up," she said seductively. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

"That's better," she murmured. After about four minutes she twirled the chair around so that I was facing her. She started to rub my chest. I never realized how good that felt. After another four minutes, she whispered, "Now you do me."

I got up and nodded. She sat in the chair and closed her eyes. I massaged her neck and shoulders for five minutes, then she got up and walked over to the board. I resumed my spinning in the rolly chair. She flicked the lights out and lit two candles. Who carries candles with them?! Atleast they smell good...

She put her hand on the top of the spinny chair and stopped it, well... I let her, but whatever. Then, she put one of her legs on either side of me and sat on my legs, facing me. Wow, I thought, she's pretty pushy...

I glanced down and saw a little down her button down shirt. She smirked and unbuttoned a few more buttons. My eyes widened a little. Hey, I may be around... I don't know... 200? Sure, let's go with that. But I never get used to this kind of stuff. She put her hands on my chest and put her face right in front of mine. I felt her hot breath on my lips.

Then, I got an idea. There's a closet in this room... hehehe... I picked her up and she gave a squeal of complaint, but it's not like I cared. I shut her in the closet and locked it. She was banging on the door and being all mean. I chuckled. Then, I got a piece of paper and wrote in big black letters, "ALL YE WHO ENTER HERE, ABANDON ALL YE HOPE." Once it was stuck on, I left the room.

I dusted off imaginary dust from my shoulder. Alice greeted me in the hallway. She laughed and ran into my arms.

"That was brilliant!" she exclaimed. I grinned.

"It was, wasn't it?"

She took my hand and said, "Come on, we better leave before someone open's Pandora's box."

"Did Edward and Bella leave?" I asked.

She nodded. "They just arrived back at the house," she informed me.

"Come on," I said. "Let's go back now, too. I have an idea for all of us."

As we left the building, I couldn't wipe the grin that kept appearing on my face.

Emmett's going to love this, I thought as we happily backed out of the school parking lot and headed home.