Chapter 4

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Wendy

I silently cried myself to sleep in Jaspers arms. I could feel the emotions my brother felt as he ran home.

I felt Jasper squeeze me a little harder trying to comfort me. It helped me a lot. To be in his arms. I know I'm young, probably to young to be able to feel so attracted to him. But I do.

I stopped my tears and drifted off once again letting the darkness take over,
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I woke up still in Jaspers arms. I looked at the clock and sighed. We had to get up and ready for school.

"Jas?" I said.

He grumbled tiredly.

"Jasper?" I said again.

He yawned sleepily and opened his gentle green eyes. He smiled at me and hugged me.

"Morning mate." He said.

"I need to shower." I insisted.

"Awwww." He said.

"No c'mon! I'm the nerdy kid who gets good grades and is at school on time." I said sternly.

Defeated, he unhooked his grip and I got up slowly. I went over to my backpack (which I had brought but you didnt know), and took out some extra clothes I always took to school.

I walked into the bathroom and almost fainted. It was huge!

There was even a tv! I set my clothes down and stripped out of my pjs

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There was even a tv! I set my clothes down and stripped out of my pjs. I happily jumped in the shower and washed the dirt off. I quickly hopped out and dried my hair, brushing my teeth as well. The extra clothes were what I usually wear. Casual, yet geeky.

After I dressed, I walked out to see a shirtless Jasper messing with his hair in the mirror

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After I dressed, I walked out to see a shirtless Jasper messing with his hair in the mirror.

"Hey." I blushed walking with my head down, trying to avoid my half-naked mate.

"Hey." He blushed then put a blue flannel shirt on.

"Do you need to go home for anything?" He asked as he picked up his camo backpack.

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