It's For The Best [Jasper Hale]

Chapter 4

The sunless sky was ever so grey, making me more depressed by the second. "I'm an idiot." I kept repeating to myself as Bella made her way towards her truck. I shivered from the cold and my pending future. I never returned to class after I went to the rest room. I completely ditched.

My parents would be so proud

I had my reasons, though they were petty. They're still reasons.

Still petty

"Prepare a noose!" I command my turtle of a sister. She was in no hurry, unlike myself, who wanted to leave the premises asap.

She's slower than Brittney is on her bad weeks.

"Why?" she asked confusion very evident in her voice. Seeming to walk slower, then go to complete stop.

You've got to be joking

I growled, hoping to help her walk faster or at least have a clue that I'm in a hurry. Then the Cullens came walking out, it was like a scene straight out of a movie. The hot kids walking out of the school doors, the wind blowing through their perfect hair. Everybody could only focus on them and them alone. It was daunting to say the least.

Realizing I was part of their group last class, and the class I skipped out on the last 30 minutes, it was nerve racking.

I didn't want them to think poorly of me, or to think I hate them or to assume I think their weird -which they are- I wanted them to think I went home sick.

Seeing Bella just standing there, doing absolutely jack-diddly-squat, I panicked. I needed her to move her ass. So I came up to her side, grabbed her by the arm and pulled her at maximum force towards the truck.

"I ditched class." I hissed keeping my head down, avoiding the Cullens gaze. Which failed, Jasper saw me almost immediately. His eyes didn't show betrayal or pain or sadness. They showed acceptance, like he wanted me to stay away.

"You're screwed." Oh screwed I was. I'm literally shaking, that's how terrified I am. I enter her truck and pull the seat belt as tight as possible, hoping I'd die.

Every teenager ever

I've only been here for like two days and I've already skipped a class, I'm letting my hormonal thoughts control my actions. It took Bella about three minutes to start the truck.

She kept dropping her keys.

I need to start driving

Staring at the moving scenery helped calm my thunderous thoughts. The tall trees standing proud, the wild, uncut grass fighting for survival, the stormy clouds marching forth from wherever they came from. All these simple, almost unnoticeable, things helped me from going into complete panic mode. That was until I saw Charlie's house with my parents car in the driveway. The unmistakable faded black truck with a missing headlight. The very truck that my dad spent his entire retirement fund on. The same truck that almost killed me two years ago.

Yeah, that truck

"So...you ready?" Bella asked sensing my anxiety. I turn to her, feeling a complete sense of hopelessness wash over me. Her chocolate eyes scanned mine, for a moment, I could almost see my reflection.