Jasper's Deaf Mate (1) (Rewrite in Progress)

(5) DANCE???

I am sorry I have not posted a real update in so long, but I am planning to post every Sunday. Whether it is one chapter or three, depends on the busyness in my schedule. I really enjoy writing these and I sort have forgot, but I am back. Thank you all who have commented, voted, and followed me. Your support is greatly appreciated. Thank you.

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Before you get confused, when you see "...", it means the person is talking and when you see '...', it means the person is using sign language. If the words are in italics, then it means they wrote those words. If the words are underlined in between "...", it means someone is interpreting what they said, and if it is underlined in between '...', then the person is talking and signing.

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In my dream, it was very dark, and what dim light there was seemed to be radiating from Jaspers skin. I couldn't see his face, just his back as he walked away from me, leaving me in the darkness. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't catch up to him. Troubled, I woke in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep again for what seemed like a very long time. After that he was in my dreams almost every night, but always on the periphery, never within reach.

The next month that followed the incident was insufferable, mostly because I have found myself being an even bigger target for attention than I already was before. People were constantly coming up to me and Bella to see how we were doing, especially Tyler Crowley. Even though Bella and I have already forgiven him, he will not stop coming up to us to apologize. It's like he is obsessed with making amends with us somehow. He followed me between classes and sat at our now-crowded lunch table. Mike and Eric were even less friendly toward him then they were to each other. I wish one day they will just forget what happened, and I can go back to staying invisible.

The confusing part is that no one seemed concerned about Edward, though I knew Bella explained repeatedly about him being the hero — how he had pulled us out of the way and had nearly been crushed, too. However, everyone always commented that they hadn't even seen him there till the van was pulled away.

Edward was never surrounded by crowds of curious bystanders eager for his firsthand account. People avoided him as usual. The Cullen's and the Hales sat at the same table as always, not eating, talking only among themselves. None of them, especially Jasper, glanced my way anymore.

When he sat next to me in class, as far from me as the table allowed, he seemed totally unaware of my presence. Only now and then, when his fists would suddenly ball up — skin stretched even whiter over the bones — did I wonder if he wasn't quite as oblivious as he appeared.

This only proves my hypothesis on him even more true. He was only being nice, because he did not want to seem like the guy that was mean to the disabled. He wanted to make himself feel better, but he hated it, which is why he was rude the first time we met. He wishes his brother never saved me.

I watched him sometimes, unable to stop myself — from a distance, though, in the cafeteria or parking lot. I watched as his golden eyes grew perceptibly darker day by day. But in class, I gave no more notice that he existed than he showed toward me. I was miserable. And the dreams continued.

I really wanted to talk to him about his brother and the accident since Bella told me how Edward was ignoring her questions. If he did not want to speak about that, I still want to talk to him. Even though I know he does not want to be my friend, I still enjoyed communication with him. He is the only person here that I can communicate with besides my sister.