Shattered

Twenty-Seven

-Jasper's Point of View-

. . .

I watched as Emmaline drove away, then panic set in.

I had no idea what I would do with Emmaline tonight on our date, more so, I promised that it would be something she's never done before.

I raced home and found Rosalie.

"I need your help."

"With what?" She asked boredly as she polished her nails with a baby pink color.

I sighed, "I asked Emmaline out on a date tonight, trouble is the last girl I took out on a date was Alice and she sort of decided everything so I'm a little out of swing with this sort of thing if you catch my drift."

She laughed lightly. "Alice did have a knack for organizing everything."

"Can you help me or not?" I asked a little impatiently.

"Well what sort of things does she like?"

I thought about it, "she likes watching movies and cheerleading."

"Anything else?" She asked, "I mean anything at all."

This time I closed my eyes and tried my hardest to remember her mentioning anything she liked, then an image of her at the party popped into my head, "This is my song." She stated as her smiling face filled my head.

"She likes to dance."

"Now that's something we can work with." Rosalie said as she got up. She grabbed her laptop and opened it, the screen lit up and she began typing away. "It seems like theirs some pretty decent dance places in neighboring towns."

"I don't want to take her to some dark nightclub or anything."

Rosalie rolled her eyes, "dance places like studios and halls, and I mean waltz, foxtrot, and swing dance not bump and grind."

I cleared my throat at the uneasiness of the topic.

"Oh lighten up Jazz." She smiled, she turned the laptop and showed me some of the places, I went through all of them before I picked the one I liked best. "Glad I could help."

I thanked her and then left.

"Hey."

I looked up and saw Edward sitting at the piano.

"Oh you composing again?" I asked, it's been years since Edward had written anything new.

"Just playing some of my favorites." He smirked, "I could go for a hunt."

I knew this was his way of telling me he needed to talk with me alone so I silently agreed and the two of us left the house.

We found a really good spot and I took down two coyotes and a large buck that would have easily been a trophy kill for your average hunter, while Edward chose to stick to just deer.

"How are you doing?" He asked calmly.

I gave him a look that said 'really' and he chuckled. "I'm finally going out with Emmaline tonight, how do you think I'm feeling?"

"Overwhelmed, nervous, doubtful."

He had hit the nail on the head.

"What if she doesn't have a good time, or worse, what if I can't control myself around her?"

He chuckled once more.

"From my experience, females like dates regardless of what we choose to do as the activity. While they like the time and effort put into our planning, most girls simply want our attention and affection." Edward explained, "And you will not lose control, I'm not sure how she does it but Emmaline has this sort of pull toward your more humane side that somehow overpowers your predatorial side giving you immense strength not to attack her."