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EDWARD AND BELLA STEPPED THROUGH THE DOIBLE DOORS. Just as Jasper and I approached, with Alice and Zane not far behind.
I dropped Jasper's hand and ran toward Bella, grinning as I threw my arms around her.
"Happy birthday!" I laughed brightly.
"Shh! Thank you," Bella whispered quickly, returning the hug.
When we pulled apart, Alice's voice rang out.
"Bella!" she called, practically leaping over the railing with Zane right behind her.
"Happy—"
"Shh!" Bella interrupted again.
"—birthday," Alice whispered conspiratorially, hugging her tight.
I hurried back to Jasper's side, smiling as Bella caught sight of Zane in the background. He stayed back, offering her a polite smirk and a nod. Alice, meanwhile, tried to subtly hide the present in her hands.
Bella's gaze flicked between Alice and me, eyeing the small wrapped box I held.
"Alice, Delilah—didn't I say no gifts?" she said, shaking her head.
The school bell rang just then.
"You did," Alice said breezily, "but I didn't. And I already saw you open it and guess what? You love it. You're gonna wear it tonight. Our place. Please?"
I noticed Jasper using his powers to nudge Bella's mood toward agreement.
"Okay, alright," Bella sighed in defeat.
Jasper smirked down at me.
"Perfect! See you at seven," Alice chirped before turning to walk off with Zane.
"Hey—here," I said, stepping forward and offering my own gift.
Bella gave me a look that clearly said you're impossible, but she took it anyway.
"Come on, open it—for me?" I teased with an exaggerated pout.
She rolled her eyes, but started peeling back the paper. Inside was a photo album—just pictures of us. Moments, memories.
"It's beautiful. Thank you, Delilah," Bella said softly, smiling up at me.
"You're welcome," I said, grinning as Jasper slid his arm around my shoulders.
"Jasper! Not fair with the mood control thing," Bella teased.
I laughed.
"Sorry, Bella. Happy—uh, never mind," Jasper said as we headed off toward class.
Jasper and I sat side by side, our desks pushed close together.
"World War II ended in... anyone?" Mr. Gobert asked. "Miss Juan?"
"1945," he answered himself with a sigh.
I leaned toward Jasper. "So, tell me about the surprise party tonight."
He smirked. "Can't. Alice has a no-snitching policy. Especially when it comes to parties."
"Pearl Harbor?" Mr. Gobert asked suddenly.
"Oh, come on," I whispered, pouting playfully. "You know you can tell me."
"Miss Hart?"
My head shot up. "Hmm?"
"Pearl Harbor," Mr. Gobert repeated.
"Uh..."
"December 7, 1941," Jasper said smoothly, rescuing me.
I smiled.
"Thank you, Miss Hart," Mr. Gobert said pointedly.
"Anytime," Jasper smirked, glancing sideways at me.
"Very well," Mr. Gobert continued. "The fall of the Berlin Wall?"
"1989," Jasper replied instantly. "I'm good with dates, sir."
I smirked—he wasn't wrong.
"Let's test that," Mr. Gobert challenged. "Civil Rights Act."
"1964."
"JFK assassination."
"1963."
"Martin Luther King."
"'68."
"Lincoln."
"1865."
"Roe v. Wade."
"1973."
"Brown v. Board."
"1954."
"The Battle of Gettysburg."
"1863."
"Korean War."
"1950 to 1953."
"Ha! It ended in '52," Mr. Gobert countered.
"Actually, sir, '53," Jasper corrected calmly.
"Someone look it up," Mr. Gobert said sharply.
I already had my phone out. "He's right—it was 1953." I smirked.
Mr. Gobert narrowed his eyes. "I always forget—it's a mistake to underestimate a—"
"A high school student?" I cut in. "Don't make it again."
The bell rang right on cue. Jasper chuckled, and we grabbed our bags, walking out hand-in-hand, matching smirks on our faces as we left Mr. Gobert behind.
AUTHOR'S NOTE :)
Sorry for the delay, I start school up again and I was really busy
