I looked at Bella in amusement when she came to English class late and flushed. Mike had snubbed her by looking away when their eyes met briefly and I saw that she felt slightly guilty for rejecting him but as both he and Eric still walked us to our other classes, she let it go. Mike was quickly going back to his old self and talking animatedly about the beach trip being possible as the weather was supposed to be good this weekend. I knew that of course and felt a little disconcerted at going to the reservation as they had banned the Cullens from coming, but I blatantly remembered that I wasn't technically a Cullen or even a vampire. I wanted to laugh at myself for having gotten so used to hanging out with them that I thought I was one of them, even subconsciously.

Bella tried to match Mike's enthusiasm and failed miserably, not that he seemed to notice. I didn't really focus much on any of them, letting the morning pass by in a blur until lunch when I could be with Jasper. Today there'd be only Emmett and Rosalie with him as Edward would sit by himself. Jazz and I would be cementing our plans for when I went over to his house, meeting his adoptive parents, Carlisle and Esme, and finding some privacy by letting Jasper take me somewhere in the forest. We were also going to unabashedly eavesdrop on Edward and Bella's supposedly private conversation, not that I needed to as I already knew what they were going to say to each other.

As usual, I didn't bother eating much during lunch. I only ever really ate two meals a day, breakfast and dinner and in between I only ate a few snacks, like the bag of banana chips and the milk carton I got today. At first Jasper worried over my lack of appetite, but I assured him I was healthy and it's not like my small body had much of an appetite to sate. There was only so much I could stuff my stomach with before I felt like throwing it back up. I practically skipped to the Cullens' usual table, ignoring Rosalie and Emmett's amused looks as I sat squarely on Jasper's lap.

Jazz, true to his previous word, didn't seem surprised at all by my familiarity and simply smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist and sitting me more comfortably on his lap, resting his chin on the top of my head. "Would you like me to tell you the play by play of their conversation?" Jasper murmured into my ear. I grinned and looked to where Edward was sitting, beckoning to Bella with a smirk, but I saw the minute twitch of his eye that gave away his irritation at Jasper's question.

"No need!" I replied cheerily as I opened my bag of banana chips. "I already know everything they're going to say. Bella's going to make Edward laugh aloud at one point." I frowned as I remembered Edward's response to Bella commenting on the different scenario.

"What's wrong, darlin'?" I only shook my head and looked pointedly at Edward as Bella settled herself across from him and looked back to my chips with the same frown on my face. It was silent at the table before Jasper seemingly perked at something Edward said. "...you don't like his reference to hell..." Jasper said as more of a statement than a question. I bit into a banana chip a little angrily.

"Edward is so stupid sometimes," I muttered sullenly to myself. Emmett chuckled at my muttering.

"He wouldn't be Edward if he wasn't angsting, little sis." I pouted at Emmett, though I was inwardly warmed at his intimate and affectionate term for me. I sniffed.

"It doesn't matter. Bella will change his mind, whether he likes it or not," I said petulantly, making Emmett chuckle. I felt Jasper's smirk against my neck.

"He's constantly trying to look into your mind for visions of him and Bella, isn't he," Jasper said. I huffed and crossed my arms, leaning back into Jasper sullenly.

"Edward knows how much I dislike him trying to see visions I don't want him to, but he thinks it's fine if it involves keeping Bella safe-" Emmett finished for me.

"And his version of keeping Bella safe is staying away from her every chance he gets, but it seems like he changed his mind so why are you still hiding things from him?" He asked curiously and I felt the worry start anew at his question, readily reciting the Gettysburg Address(I memorized it for a project in middle school) in my head in order to keep my mind from mainly thinking of what Edward's reaction might be to my visions of Bella being a vampire or worse of her getting pregnant and wasting away. I had told Jasper of both our turnings(minus the pregnancies) and he didn't mind, unlike Edward who thought he was taking Bella's soul, because he knew it'd be safer for us in the long run and we'd be able to be together forever. He also wouldn't have the instinctual urge to suck us dry and kill us in the process. Jasper's arms tightened reassuringly around my waist as he sent a wave of calm and warmth to me. I relaxed and smiled, smuggling into his back and sending him my own gratitude as I gave Emmett a carefully, hidden, thought out answer.

"Because Edward doesn't know what's best for the both of them as much as he thinks he does and I don't want him doing anything drastically stupid before he's supposed to if I let him see certain visions I've had and no I'm not telling any of you anything. You'll know when it happens," I stated with finality, though I knew my pout and crossing my arms lessened the severity in which I'd said it. The rest of lunch was spent with amiable chatter relating to my visit. I promised to show Rosalie some of the sites I shopped at and I promised that I would give Emmett some future sports scores so he could win bets against Carlisle. I smiled when Jasper never asked for anything more than my company.

My smile widened when Jasper swept me up into his arms and put me down gently, taking my tray for me as the bell rang. Before I could go to class, he grabbed my hand and pulled me against him, leaning down to whisper in my ear. "Skip with me?" He asked. I felt my cheeks heat with joy at the sudden visions I saw of the two of us snuggling in my car, passing the time talking and listening to music.

"Of course," I answered warmly, loving his smile as he twined our fingers together and took my bag for me. "What's with the sudden decision?" I asked curiously as he led us to the parking lot.

"I knew you were uneasy about the events that would occur because of blood typing in your class and finally decided that your period would be better spent enjoying yourself with me and relaxing," Jasper replied easily, making my heart warm and my stomach feel fuzzy.

"You didn't need to do that, Jazz. Nothing really bad was going to happen," I murmured softly, though I knew he could feel the gratitude I was feeling towards his interference.

"I know, but you don't have to be there. You don't have to always observe, Maddy, you don't have to focus so hard on their situation. You told me yourself it would work out for them in the end. Sometimes you should just let things happen and focus on yourself." I felt emotion well in my throat, tightening it as I pressed myself into Jasper, overwhelmed by his concern.

"Thanks, Jazz," I managed to choke out without bursting into happy tears. He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me, kissing the top of my head.

"Don't worry about it. I'm more than happy to fill the role of distracting you when the occasion calls for it." I giggled and allowed myself to be showered in Jasper's gentle affections as we settled comfortably into my car, deciding that I was going to skip gym as well. I abruptly stopped giggling when I felt Jasper stiffen and growl slightly in annoyance.

"What is it, Jazz?" I asked, slightly concerned as I turned in his embrace to let our chests rest against each other, rather than chest to back like before.

"Edward volunteered my services in taking Bella's truck home today since he's 'offered' to drive her home after her little episode." My eyes widened slightly in realization as I belatedly remembered that it was originally Alice that was supposed to do that job, but pushed it aside and laughed at Jasper's predicament.

"Aw, come on Jazz, just do him a little favor. He'll owe you." He still didn't look too excited at the prospect of being publicly seen driving that monster so I gave him a little incentive. I shimmied my way up his chest and slowly wrapped my arms around his neck, closing the distance between our lips and giving him a sweet, lingering chaste kiss. I pulled back only slightly, our noses still lightly brushing as I looked up at him through my lashes. "Please, for me?" I whispered breathily to him, saying it as softly and lovingly as possible, letting my affections and warmth for him leak freely into my emotions as well. I resisted the urge to shiver when he did, practically purring when he kissed me more roughly, more fervently, his teeth nipping lightly at my lower lip for permission.

I gave it to him freely and mewled as he explored my pliant mouth without restriction, my own tongue only shyly, or slyly in some people's opinions, exploring his own at certain intervals, making him growl in satisfaction and desire each time. He pulled back slowly when I needed to breath, staring unblinkingly as I clung to him, struggling to catch my breath. He cupped one flushed cheek in his hand, my head leaning on it as I tried to regain my composure, his other wrapped firmly around my waist.

"Little minx," Jasper whispered to me fondly, ghosting kisses along my jaw and the features of my face, along my nose, my eyelids, the contours of my cheekbones. I gave him an impish, warm smile.

"You don't mind," I told him, my voice still slightly breathy from the passionate kiss. He chuckled and ran his fingers through my short hair.

"No, I don't," he replied in agreement.