Jasper Rose by Scarlet Bay (the rosie project .TXT) 📖

his forest green eyes, hardly noticing the distance between us disappearing, "I s'pose it does."

Our lips met, and it was amazing, at risk of sounding like a dreamy girly-girl I won't describe it further, but I assure you, it was the best kiss ever - times 100. And 5. As the kiss began to deepen the same ironic thing that happens in all the annoying movies graced us with it's cliché-ness - his phone vibrated, quite loudly, and succeeded in startling the pair of us; causing us to jump away from each other.

I looked at his glowing phone in his hands and frowned, but looking up into his eyes that were solely focused on the screen of his phone, as though it was the most important thing in his world, I had to say something stupid, "Haha, texting your girlfriend, ay?"

"What? No!" He looked so alarmed that I laughed. I looked at him and caught his glare before his expression became cold, "What about you? Shouldn't you be running off to your little boyfriend, hey, Kitty-Cat? Or don't the guys around here like girls with knives in their boots? God, do you even know how to use them?"

I blushed and glowered at him, sobering immediately, "Okay, first off, no, the guys around here don't like 'girls with knives in thier boots' - or girls anything like me, they like the pretty ones. Secondly, what's your problem? Do you try to be a dick, or were you born that way?" I glared at him, turning to go, "Also, there's nothing wrong with having knives in my boots," I turned back around and grabbed my knives, throwing them at the target notched into the tree next to him. "I know how to fucking use them, Sir Dick, why else would I have them?!"

He stared at the three knives burried in the bull's eye of the target as I stormed away.

"Wait!" He grabbed my arm gently, turning me around.

I paused. He... did he actually just call out to me? He sounded so concerned, and almost apologetic. Usually when I went off at someone they got pissed, saying it wasn't their fault that I had overreacted when they did nothing wrong. I pulled my arm back softly, trying to ignore the tingles where he had grabbed me, "Wh... why would you want me to wait? Aren't you pissed at me for going off about nothing?"

"No." He frowned at me, "I'm not. Of course I'm not. And it wasn't nothing, I snapped at you first, I'm sorry." He half smiled at me, looking at me pleadingly.

I stared at him, he was sorry? That didn't make sense. Wasn't he a jerk or something? Suddenly my heart felt warm, this guy was so amazing, he was the first guy I'd met who actually seemed genuine, not just wanting me to forgive them so they could get in my pants - not that I would ever let a guy get in my pants, I'm only 17!

I looked up at him through my eyelashes, he was amazing. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him. "You are amazing."

He paused, before wrapping his arms around me and kissing the top of my head, "Why's that?"

"Most people get angry at me - or annoyed, or offended, or anything like that - when I snap, you know?" I looked up at him, "I... always push people away, hurt them so I won't get hurt, yet hurt myself in the process. And yet you... just appologised, and... you're just amazing."

Smiling at me he lead me down my back yard and pulled me against his chest, wrapping his arms around my torso. I leaned my head against his chest and fiddled with his fingers. We stared up at the stars together, I felt so comfortable here, with this amazing guy.

Jake sighed against my hair, "Jasper, what's your full name?"

"Jasper Scarlet Nichols Gotha. Why?" I tilted my head to the side against his chest, humming contentedly.

"I don't know, just curious." He kissed the top of my head. Tightening his arms around my waist, he lifted me slightly and before I had time to react sat on the log with me in his lap.

I laughed at him and nuzzled my head into the crook between his shoulder and head, "What's yours?"

He chuckled softly, "Jake Brian Rider."

"Mmm." I smiled my eyes drifting shut.

"What?"

"You have a hot name, Paul."

He chuckled, "Why Paul?"

"Because Paul Walker played Brian in Fast and Furious and I like the movie Paul." I mumbled sleepily into his chest. My father and I had fought for around 2 hours that afternoon and it was nearing 11 o'clock now.

"You like the movies Paul and Fast and Furious?" He chuckled, "Good, I didn't pen you as a The Notebook kind of girl."

"Why is everyone always talking about The Notebook? I've never heard of it aside from in books." I mumbled frowning into his chest. "And I like most action movies, and I like little kiddie movies, and some romance movies, and a couple of dramas, and I don't mind horrors as long as long as whoever's with me doesn't mind me hugging them to death. And I hate crime movies." I ramble looking up at his beautiful face through the fogginess of sleep, "And I love fantasies."

"Baby, you're rambling." He ran his thumb over my cheek, kissing my forehead as he lifted me up bridal style.

"Mmh, I know." I buried my head bak in his chest as my eyelids dripped closed. "You're so warm, Paul."

He chuckled again, before falling silent, "Jasper... before, you said..."

He paused and I nuzzled closer to him, "Yeah?"

He stayed silent, and I felt myself falling asleep, only just hearing him whisper before I dropped into unconsciousness, "Jasper, you are beautiful."

Anger

Jasper

It was like nothing I'd felt before. The next morning. I've been angry before. I've been furious beyond belief.

But I've never felt anything like this.

I felt like there was a choking, burning anger inside of me, and it wasn't going away, it kept getting worse and worse and if I didn't let it out soon I had a feeling something bad was going to happen.

"Jasper Gotha!" I heard a screeching voice in my ear.

"What?" I growled loudly whipping my head around, only to see - my science teacher? She was a complete bitch and annoying as anything; our entire class had hated her since grade 8. So since we'd first had her.

Her eyes widened at me "Uh... I... ah..." her eyes narrowed to slits, "How dare you speak to me like that?! Hmmnh, because you are usually so well behaved I won't send you to the office, but don't you ever speak to a teacher like that, young lady!"

"'Hmmnh', sure." One of the things everyone hated about her was that stupid goddamn 'hmmnh'. I mean, what kind of person makes such a weird noise?

I buried my head in my arms. I was so angry at Jake, after last night I wanted to see him, but no, he decided not to come to school.

I groaned as the bell rang, startling me.

Hopping up I put my arm around Jess' neck and stumbled out of the classroom - before you ask no, it's not that time of the month. I must have a cold or something, that or lack of sleep.

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I put my head up as Miss Grey again woke me, because I was good at math and got A's on my tests Miss Grey didn't mind me not paying attention in class every now and again, and so I'd been sleeping away this lesson so far.

"Ah, thank you for joining us." Miss Grey smiled at Jake.

He was here. I stared at him and felt a smile on my lips. His hair was tousled and he looked as though he'd run here. He smiled at Miss Grey and looked worriedly around the classroom, my breath caught in my throat as his gaze stopped at me and he smiled brilliantly, coming to sit beside me.

As he walked up to me I felt angry. Shit angry. He'd ditched me for 2 sessions! After last night I had a shit load of questions, and he didn't show up! At least, that was the only justification I could find for my anger.

"Hey Jasper." I looked up at him, he was grinning. "Can I sit here?"

"No." I stared into his eyes as he frowned. "Fuck off."

"Jasper! Do not use that language!" Miss Grey looked at me alarmed, "Go and wait outside!"

I was so angry at that moment that I couldn't be bothered being 'good', "Hmm... no, thanks." She stared at me shocked as I continued, "Oh, don't worry, I'll go, but I mean go, not wait outside." I waggled my fingers at the class and bowed, "Buh-bye, ily guys"

I stormed out of the classroom, everyone staring at the door in shock.

Lunae Pack

Jake

 

 

I wrapped my arms around her, glad she couldn't see me as I grinned like an idiot.

She had forgiven me. I suppose it wasn't really much to forgive, but that she had forgiven me felt amazing. I don't understand why I feel like this about her; we'd only just met, and yet I felt like I'd known her for a million years.

I burrowed my head in her hair. She smelled like rain, chocolate and oranges. I shouldn't be with her, I can't like her, she's going to get hurt. She leaned her head against my chest and I tightened my grip around her waist. It was like an instinct. I wanted to protect her, I wanted to be around her. I just wanted her.

 

"Jake? Are you listening?" My father shook my shoulder and I turned towards him.

I grinned up at him, "Yeah dad, I know, we're going to meet our new pack."

He smiled as he turned onto a dirt road, "Yes, and this is the back way, just so you know. There's roadworks the other way." He turned into a windy driveway, "The alpha can't be here today, nor can his daughter, so the beta will be showing us around, okay?"

"Yeah dad."

A well built man walked towards us, he had slightly greying brown hair and looked like he was in his thirties. "Hey, I'm Matt, the beta, I assume you're Xavier and Jake?"

My father smiled at him, shaking his outstretched hand, "I believe we are."

Matt took my hand, shaking it firmly. As I was about to release his hand his eyes glazed over and he gripped my hand harder for a moment, before looking me in the eyes