Shared|| jasper hale and emmett cullen

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Phoenix's pov
I pause hearing Bella "and who are they?" After Jessica's annoying voice gives us the run down of who's who. It's not hard to figure out. "Oh those are the cullens they're all adopted but like...they're together. As in together together." Angela who seems to be the only one I can stand says "Jessica it's not like they're related" "I know but it has to break some sort of law right?" She asks and I say "not really. And even if it did it's none of our business" she points an names each of them and I see two gorgeous boys. One with dark hair and bulky and one lean with blonde hair hitting his chin. Hot. Each of them have golden eyes. Interesting. "Oh that's Edward, the large one is Emmett and the blonde is jasper. Don't bother no one here seems to be good enough" she says

I chuckle "or it's just you Jessica which is understandable considering the kind of person you are" I'm elbowed by Bella and I roll my eyes "anyway. I'm sure Bella and hedgehog will get on fine. Their lives are no one's business and everyone acting like it is is probably why they don't communicate with you or anyone else. For gods sake you all stare like they're an experiment, it's embarrassing...for you anyway." Standing and walking to my locker and I take what I need. I turn and bump into a broad chest "sorry" I say. I look up to see a pair of gold eyes. A cullen. "Here let me help" he says. Emmett bends down and we grab my books I dropped. Our hands brush against one another and I bite back a smile at his chilly skin. It's a nice change. People are usually warm and make me running warm worse for me.

I reply "thank you." He smiles "glad I can help. Though I'd be careful next time...someone could not be so nice to a pretty face like yours" I brush my hair behind my ear. He just called me pretty. Which...not to be conceited...but I know. But hearing it from him...feels different. I grab his hand "here I can warm you up a bit" he chuckles "I just run a bit cold" I send him a smile "I'm the opposite I just run warm" "opposites attract" he replies as I switch hands "yeah...I guess they do" I reply.

He introduces "I'm emmett though knowing how gossip is...I'm sure you knew that" I shrug "I tend not to care about gossip" he asks "can I get your name beautiful?" Again I blush "Phoenix" I say holding out my hand and he shakes it...it's warmer now "nice to meet you Phoenix...hopefully I'll see you in a class...then we can detest gossip together" he says with a wink "maybe" I reply and with that he's gone. Damn is his back hot.

Get it together Nix! I shout to myself and straighten my back and head to history. The only open seat is by Jasper I think his name is. I swear I hear him inhale like he hasn't taken a breath in a while but that can't be. Our history teacher starts talking about world war 2 and the camps but there's inconsistencies. There always is with history. My great grandfather was in a concentration camp. I say "that's not true." "I'm sorry ms..." the teacher says and I answer "Kyle. Phoenix Kyle. And what you just did was spread lies about what happened that day." He asks "and how would you know that Ms Kyle. I'm the teacher I'm sure I'd know better than you would"

I ask "do you have a relative who was there in the camp that day? I don't think so. But I did. And I'm telling you, that what you just said was false" he's too stunned to speak. "None of those guards were nice and none of them showed any form of mercy. The guards were the main forms of their torture besides the experiments and forced labor and gas chambers. But yes go on and tell me that what I'm saying was false" I huff. It's disrespectful, to lie and try to paint guards of a concentration camp as good people. They weren't. "I uh...anyway" and he goes on with his lesson...prick.

Jasper speaks "youre really into history I take it?" I look his way taken by his beauty like I was with Emmett "yeah I guess you can say that" I reply. He smiles "you have nothin to be shy about darlin. I'm a history buff as well" I don't show my interest in history a lot. As a kid I was often made fun of for it but even then I didn't really care. But I do talk about history as much.

I smile "glad to know" "I'm jasper hale" he introduces. "Phoenix Kyle" I say. He asks "did you just move here?" I nod "was living with my god mother in florida with my best friend and we moved in with my god father charlie" "the chief of police?" He asks and I nod "that's the one" he nods "aren't you cold Darlin?" Darlin. His voice southern. Hot. I shake my head "I run warm. I'd be sweating to death if I had anything heavier on" I reply and he touches my head his eyes furrowed his skin cold like Emmetts. The feeling of his touch the same...it brings me pleasure. Weird but I find myself wanting more "youre fevered Darlin I should bring you to the nurse" and I point out "and you're freezing. Here" and I warm his hands with mine like I did to Emmett's. I tell him "I'm not sick I just run at a constant 100.5 degrees for some reason" letting his hands go awkwardly. I'm used to warming people up. I've done it most of my childhood before I moved. "Thank you for the warmth darlin it feels like forever since I felt such a thing" he tells me. "Anytime" I reply softly.