OK I'm very unsure about this story but I thought I would try.
As I sat in the diner I flashed a smile at all the waitresses. A few of them were staring very rudely. Of course I could hardly blame them. dag after dag I came in and sat. I never ate anything, but I would leave a tip every time. I sat door the bar, waiting for Jasper. Again. How long could it possibly take him? He was a vampire; shouldn't he be faster than this? I wanted to look for him, but I usually tried not to see the future while I was in public. I would look like I was in a trance and often scare everyone. I told myself that if he wasn't here in three hours I would take a quick look. The waitresses already thought I was weird.
What did other vampires do to entertain themselves? I usually people watched, but today I was too restless. I had always been able to relax before. Then he walked in. My first vision. My only recurring vision. My Jasp... no, not my Jasper. But it was Jasper and maybe someday he would be mine. He was handsome, but he carried the same defeated look he always had. I skipped over to him. He spun around quickly, and then froze. "You've kept me waiting a long time" I informed him. He ducked his head "I'm sorry ma'am". His voice was confused but sincere. He looked like a small child. I had never seen him look that way. He always looked like a soldier. Now he looked so innocent, yet so devastated. Impulsively, I reached to hold his hand and he grasped mine. His touch was gentler than I would have thought possible.
I led him over to a booth, hoping he would talk with me. I risked a quick look... yes; we would be talking contentedly five minuten from now. Much as I'd hated waiting for him, the timing was pretty perfect. He was hurting and desperate for something better than he had now. He would listen to my explanation, no matter how crazy I sounded, because he had nothing to lose. I would explain with minimal hesitation because I was tired of waiting and of being alone. He let me sit first. "Always the gentleman" I smiled, then realized that he didn't know I'd been watching him. He looked confused, but not upset.
It was only fair that I start the conversation. "I'm Alice" I offered. I was a little wary, but mostly optimistic. "And you're Jasper. Do u have a last name?" It had been bugging me. Peter and charlotte were on a first name basis. Not very helpful. "Whitlock, ma'am" he told me. He was back to looking like a soldier. "Whitlock." I repeated. It was a nice name. He was looking at me expectantly. Then I realized he was wondering about my last name. "I don't know my last name" I informed him. "Let's go somewhere we can talk" I suggested. He nodded and followed me out.
As I sat in the diner I flashed a smile at all the waitresses. A few of them were staring very rudely. Of course I could hardly blame them. dag after dag I came in and sat. I never ate anything, but I would leave a tip every time. I sat door the bar, waiting for Jasper. Again. How long could it possibly take him? He was a vampire; shouldn't he be faster than this? I wanted to look for him, but I usually tried not to see the future while I was in public. I would look like I was in a trance and often scare everyone. I told myself that if he wasn't here in three hours I would take a quick look. The waitresses already thought I was weird.
What did other vampires do to entertain themselves? I usually people watched, but today I was too restless. I had always been able to relax before. Then he walked in. My first vision. My only recurring vision. My Jasp... no, not my Jasper. But it was Jasper and maybe someday he would be mine. He was handsome, but he carried the same defeated look he always had. I skipped over to him. He spun around quickly, and then froze. "You've kept me waiting a long time" I informed him. He ducked his head "I'm sorry ma'am". His voice was confused but sincere. He looked like a small child. I had never seen him look that way. He always looked like a soldier. Now he looked so innocent, yet so devastated. Impulsively, I reached to hold his hand and he grasped mine. His touch was gentler than I would have thought possible.
I led him over to a booth, hoping he would talk with me. I risked a quick look... yes; we would be talking contentedly five minuten from now. Much as I'd hated waiting for him, the timing was pretty perfect. He was hurting and desperate for something better than he had now. He would listen to my explanation, no matter how crazy I sounded, because he had nothing to lose. I would explain with minimal hesitation because I was tired of waiting and of being alone. He let me sit first. "Always the gentleman" I smiled, then realized that he didn't know I'd been watching him. He looked confused, but not upset.
It was only fair that I start the conversation. "I'm Alice" I offered. I was a little wary, but mostly optimistic. "And you're Jasper. Do u have a last name?" It had been bugging me. Peter and charlotte were on a first name basis. Not very helpful. "Whitlock, ma'am" he told me. He was back to looking like a soldier. "Whitlock." I repeated. It was a nice name. He was looking at me expectantly. Then I realized he was wondering about my last name. "I don't know my last name" I informed him. "Let's go somewhere we can talk" I suggested. He nodded and followed me out.
Edward Cullen (born Edward Anthony Masen) was born on June 20, 1901 in Chicago, Illinois, and is frozen in his 17-year-old body. While dying of the Spanish influenza, he was changed into a vampire door Dr. Carlisle Cullen after Edward's mother, Elizabeth, begged him to save Edward as her dying wish. Edward only drinks animal blood and has the special ability to read minds, with the exception of Bella Swan's. He falls in love with Bella soon after she arrives in Forks. Edward knows that he could kill Bella easily, a fact that torments him so much that, in the book New Moon, he decides to leave Forks with his family so they won't be able to hurt her. He returns, however, because he realizes he cannot live without her. Edward marries Bella in Breaking Dawn and they have a child, Renesmee.
OK EVERYONE IS LIKE TOTALLY HEAD OVER HEALS FOR EDWARD AND WHEN ALL COMES DOWN TO THE FACTS EDWARD JUST LEFT HER WITHOUTH THE APPROPRATE GOODBYE. JACOB WHOS WAS THERE FOR HER ALL THOSES MONTHS EDWARD WAS GONE. THE PROTECTED HER AND LET HER IN ON HIS WEREWOLF SECRET WHILE MAINTAINIGN A REALATIONSHIP WITH HER EVEN THOUGH HIS wolf PACHK zei NO. THATS TELLS ALOT ABOUT WHAT KIND OF FRIEND JACOB IS AND THEN OUT OF NOWHERE EDWARD COMES BACK INTO HER LIFE.WAT A LOOSER. AND THEN BECAUSE OF THE TREATY ITS LIEK EDWARD EXPECTS BELLA TO JUST STOP BEING JACOBS FRIEND. EDWARD JUST NEEDS TO TRUST BELLA I MEAN WATS CHANGES NOW SHES KNOWN HIS SECRET SINCE BEFORE EDWARD CAME BACK AND THEN SOME.
"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our antwoorden were things like astronaut, president, of in my case… princess.
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, of in my case, goud medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as u can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, of in my case, goud medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as u can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."
