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The Sunshine Train

Create your own banner at mybannermaker.com!John F. Kennedy said once that the courage of life is often a less dramatic spectacle than the courage of a final moment; but it is no less a magnificent mixture of triumph and tragedy. A man does what he must, in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers and pressures, and that is the basis of all morality.
I couldn't agree more.
Courage was the reason I was here. Courage and love. We know Edward and Bellas story during Twilight, but what if it was different? What if Alice was the new girl, and Bella was already a vampire? Would Jaspers self-control hold out when he meets a girl whos blood smells so intoxicating to him? Mostly AxJ, all canon pairings. Thank you so much to MoonSpinner for the amazing banner!!

Read on and enjoy. Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, and i never ever ever will :(

5. Blood Typing

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"True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy"


My next day passed in a blur. I was longing for it to pass even the slightest bit quicker, so I could get to my next lesson, and my next, and eventually to lunch.

I was going to get some answers out of Jasper today, if it was the last thing I did. The seconds were ticking by so slowly, and I was growing so exasperated, with the stupid clock on the wall, that I turned to Mike every 5 seconds, wrenching up his wrist and checking the time.

Apparently this annoyed him a lot quicker than me, because barely 3 minutes had passed, before he turned to me and said, “You know what Alice? How about I TELL you, when a significant amount of time has passed!”

I turned away, biting my cheek to hold in a snicker. Evidently he was still sore from my refusal to go to the Spring Dance with him.





I groaned in frustration.

The never-ending seconds were driving me insane. I was longing to see Jasper, to know if his burst of kindness had just been a one-time thing, if he’d really meant it when he’d said he would give me answers. I wanted to know, but more than that, I wanted him.I couldn’t get him out of my head, he plagued my thoughts, my dreams, every waking and sleeping moment was devoted to him. I wanted to be with every minute of everyday, forever.

Mike tapped my arm, pulling on my sleeve, trying to pull me up. I turned and frowned at him, annoyed that he was physically pulling me from my thoughts. “What?” I snapped, trying not to shout at him, I needed a partner in Biology next.

“Lessons over” he said shortly, turning away from me.

I rolled my eyes, “Drama Queen” I muttered, “Mike!” I ran to catch him up, “Mike, I’m sorry. Still partners?”

“Anything for you Alice” he said, smiling again. I rolled my eyes again, he is so gullible, but he was happy again, which meant less headaches for me.

We entered Biology next to each other, and sat at out table. I examined the box of ominous looking metal sticks in front of us, sitting next to a pile of rubber gloves. I recognised the blue cards next to them though, and sighed in boredom. Blood Typing.

“Sir” I whined to Mr Banner, “Sir are we doing blood typing today? But I already know my blood type!”

“Then you can help the others who haven’t done this before. In fact, come up here and demonstrate!”

My eyes narrowed at him, I’m never one to back down from a challenge. I marched round my desk, and stood next to him, seizing a metal barb, and thrusting it deep into my finger, ignoring the slight stab of pain. The blood welled up in a bright red bead, and I held it up, turning to the class with a smile.

Then something barrelled into my, knocking my breath away, and I was catapulted straight into a vision.

It was the same Biology classroom, but the clock told me it was half an hour later, and the class wasn’t mine. In fact, I could see Jaspers head at the back, his eyes closed, looking incredibly bored.

They were doing blood typing too, and I saw his eyes snap open as the words left the teachers mouth. He got up, running for the door, with Bella close behind him, as though desperate to get away from something, but his fingers hadn’t touched the handle before Mr Banner had grabbed a pin, and stabbed a dark-haired boys finger. Jasper turned slowly, his teeth bared, and leapt towards him, pushing the boy the to ground, a growl rising in his throat until it reached a near-scream.Bella was behind him, wrapping her arms round his waist, attempting to drag him away from the boy, as his teeth grazed dangerously close to his throat, his fingers digging deep into the boys arms.

I opened my mouth in a soundless scream, and reached out in front of me, grasping at anything I could, attempting to bring myself back to the present.

I came back to the present with a jolt.

The first thing I noticed was Angela, sitting a few feet away, her usually rosy complexion paled to almost green.

“Sir! I think she’s gonna – “ I broke off, shaking off my feeling of foreboding and nausea, running to Angelas side, and catching her as she slumped forwards with a moan. Mr Banner rolled his eyes, “There’s always one” he grunted.

“Right Alice, seeing as you’ve done the assignment , take her to the nurses office” I smiled at him sweetly, and pulled Angelas arm round my shoulders, supporting her as best I could, and limped towards the door holding her up. I managed to get a good way down the corridor, before I collapsed, leaning her against the wall. She peered at me through bleary eyes.

“Ali, I’m sorry”

“It’s Ok Angela, it’s not your fault. Do you think you can walk?”

“Mmm. I’ll try”

I delivered her safely to the front office, and wondered back to Biology, really not wanting to have to go back and sit next to Mike for an hour, as he no doubt stabbed Eric with a metal barb. I groaned, boys were so predictable. All except one.

I turned into the girls’ toilets to wash the blood off my finger, examining the fading pinprick as I left, not looking where I was going. I started slightly, as I felt a cool hand press against the small of my back, a voice whispering in my ear, the words whistling over my cheek,

“Good morning stranger”

“Jasper Hale” I scolded him, without turning round, “What are you doing out of class?”

“Lookin’ for you of course. And plus, it’s healthy to skip class once in a while, what are you doing?”

“Had to take Angela to the front office, we had Biology and – Oh! I nearly forgot to tell you, do you have Biology today?”
“Yeah, in…twenty minutes…why?”
“Well I just had it, and we had blood typing” I said, pretending not to notice as his eye muscle twitched slightly, and continued, “And Dr Cullen told me that you didn’t like blood. So I figured…you wouldn’t want to be there…?”

He froze for a minute, then his face split into a wide, and devastatingly beautiful grin. “Thanks for tellin’ me that darlin’ I don’t know what I would have done if I’d seen blood today. So, fancy skippin’ a lesson with me?”

I opened my mouth, at a complete loss of what to say, and closed it again. His grin widened, and he pressed his cool fingers against my arm, leading me down the corridor, like a lamb to the slaughter. “I’ll take that as a yes then, shall I?”

We were half way across the parking lot, heading towards my car I noticed, when I found my voice. “No! I have history, and I…I don’t skip class!”

“Come on! I’ll tutor you at history if you need any help”

“You’re good at history?”

"Darlin’ I could give you a blow-by-blow account of the Civil War if you asked me for one”

“Ok. So you tutor me at history, because frankly – I suck at it. And I’ll skip this class with you”

“Deal” he said, flashing me another infamous grin, and I swear to God if he hadn’t been holding my arm, I would have keeled over.

We’d stopped by my car, and he was unlocking it, “Hey, how’d you get my keys?” I said, mock outraged.

“They were hangin’ out your pocket. You’d be really easy to mug.”

“Oh. Thanks. It’s an off day when someone doesn’t tell me how easy I would be to steal from.”

“Don’t worry,” he said with a wink, “I’ll protect you” I leapt into the passenger seat, my knees wobbling, trying not to fall over, feeling him sliding into the driver seat next to me, and pressing the on button on the radio. I winced slightly, wondering what embarrassing music would blare out of my speakers.

Right now
My heart is beating out my chest
Goin’ down
Yeah I’m the one that does you best
Round and round
You’re makin’ me obsessed, got one request

Lay back
Let me take the driver’s seat
It’s a fact
That you make my life complete
I’ll attack
You’re every fantasy, baby

I turned to look at him, flushing very slightly, hoping he wouldn’t notice the lyrics, and how they fit exactly what we were doing now, but after a moment I couldn’t help it, and joined in. If a song that I like is on, I just have to sing along.

No I never saw it comin’
I should be up and running
Instead of walking right back into danger, danger, danger

But you can keep me up all night
Can’t let you out of my sight
I want another slow dance with a stranger, stranger, stranger

Girl you make me feel like I’m walkin’ into danger
(mmm… but I don’t really care)
Girl I think I’m ready for a slow dance with a stranger
(And I want you to take me there)

He turned it down slightly, and turned to me, laughing at the annoyed look on my face as the music faded.
“Seattle. Next weekend. You still in?”
“Yeah. I just…I don’t see why…?”
“Why what? Why I want to go to Seattle, or why I chose to go with you?”
“The…the second one” what was wrong with me, I never normally stutter! I swear to God this boy will be the death of me.

He grinned, “Because…well in all honesty, you fascinate me. I’ve never met anyone like you, and believe me, I’ve been searching for a long time.”
We lapsed into silence; me searching for words, for anything to say, him looking completely content with the silence. “What are you doing this weekend?” I blurted out, silently cursing myself, and the fact that I couldn’t keep quiet for longer than thirty seconds.

“Me, Edward and Emmett are…going camping. Up Goat Rocks”
“I thought it was bear-hunting season. Won’t that be dangerous?”
“Not if you know where to go” he said with a wink, and I was too distracted to even remember what we were talking about.

“What are you doing this weekend?” he said, a hint of mocking in his tone. I pulled a face, “Me, Mike, Angela, Jessica and Eric. And some other people are going up La Push beach. I don’t want to go really, but I figured I should get out more”

He pulled a face, “La Push? Really?”
“What’s wrong with La Push?”
“Nothing…it’s just not really…my beach of choice.”
We were silent for a few minutes, before something jumped into my head, and suddenly came out of my mouth.

“I have a question for you, seeing as we’re conversing like…friends now” he raised an eyebrow, but nodded to let me continue, “The day you…you rescued me from the fire, wasn’t anywhere near it when I fainted. But I remember there being fire when you carried me out, and my clothes are slightly burnt. But you didn’t get burnt at all, and you walked…right through it. And I remember, the whole room was sweltering, but you…your skin was icy cold!” I was rambling but I didn’t care, every thought that had gone through my head over the past few weeks was pouring out of my mouth, and I couldn’t stop it.

“You think I walked through fire?”His tone questioned my sanity, and I dropped my gaze to the floor, gritting my teeth. He really made it hard to hate him, and I wasn’t going to do a very good job, but I needed answers. And he did promise me some.“You’re not going to let this go are you?” his voice broke through my thoughts.

“Well then I hope you enjoy disappointment” the bitterness in his tone threw me off slightly, and I scowled, my perfect mood dilapidating instantly.

" think you should take me home” I said stiffly, not wanting to be in the same car as him any more, wanting to be as far away from him as I possibly could, without actually having to leave him. Whenever I wasn’t near him, I felt a strange emptiness in my heart, like he had filled the hole my mother had left, and only he could make me feel whole again.

He raised an eyebrow, and my heart nearly melted, but I curled my fingers into fists, and breathed calmly through my nose. He had another thing coming, if he thought I was going to let him win a power battle.

“I thought you were against the whole ‘skipping school’ thing. And you still have half a day left.”

"Just take me home Jasper Hale” I spat through my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut, not daring myself to look at him, knowing that just once glance would break all my resolve.

“Fine” And suddenly my car was starting, and he was driving out the gate. I sighed, wishing I hadn’t been so hasty – it’s just whenever I was with him, it was like my emotions went all haywire, like he had some supernatural control over what I was feeling, and had decided it would be amusing to completely confuse me.

I ignored him, and turned the radio up loudly, stared out the window and sang along, hoping he would somehow tell that I was annoyed at him.

When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,

When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on.

Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.

We stopped outside my house, and it took me a while to notice we were there, he must have driven really fast. Did he really want to be away from me that much?

“You…how will you get home?” I said, concern overruling my anger at him, as I realised that he’d driven my car, and he now had no transportation.
“I’ll walk, I don’t live far.”
“You sure? You know you should have said something at school. I wouldn’t have made you drive me otherwise; I’m sor - ”

He cut me off, pressing his finger to my lips again. Apparently he did that a lot, to me anyway.
“Don’t worry darlin’, I wanted to drive you. It meant I got to spend more time with you”

And with that, he was completely and utterly forgiven – though I wasn’t going to tell him anytime soon. He took his finger off my lips, and moved closer to me, so we were very nearly touching, and gazed into my eyes.

And as he looked at me, I didn’t care anymore – I didn’t care that he was secretive and unpredictable, I didn’t care that he might not speak to me tomorrow, I didn’t care that I knew barely anything about him. Because at that moment it was just him and me, we were all that mattered, we were the only people that existed.

And I knew right then, that I was the luckiest girl in the world.