Odd one out// Jasper Hale x OC

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A/N WOW. I've been MIA for a year. I am so so sorry. Please enjoy this drama filled chapter and know its a filler because I am still writing and hoping it all works out how I want it to be. I have written and rewritten this chapter so many times I could make a 10 part series of books.

Jasper hadn't spoken much to me after the inductions. I had assumed he might be reserved, but he reached out to me first. I wrote some notes down and towards the end of the period, the class seemed to be on the subject of Baseball. Mr. Richardson wasn't lying when he said the class was chaotic. Kids were tossing paper around the room like baseballs and hitting them with their books.

I tried to sit quietly and patiently. The loud noises increasing my anxiety I already had. I muttered softly tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. My leg started shaking and I placed my hand to my lips softly pulling  at the dry skin. The noise level somehow got louder and I felt my heart racing more. Every noise, every laugh, every tick of the clock I could hear. I heard the papers shuffling on Mr. Richardson's desk. The lockers shutting out side. I could hear the blood rushing through my ears.

Every tap of the pencil pushed me further and further onto the edge of my seat ready to go. The first day was worse than I ever imagined. I didn't want anyone to know. I couldn't have anyone know. The bell gave out a shrill ring and I shot up from my desk and got out of that class room as fast as I could. My backpack was thrown haphazardly over my shoulder as I rushed out the front door and towards my car. I couldn't be at school any longer. I couldn't stand the looks.

I started my car, my bag in the passenger seat. My breathing fast and uneven, my hands shaking as I tried to start the car fumbling with my keys. Everything blurring as tears stung my eyes, thoughts echoing in my head, forcing me to remember about them. I tried to wipe my eyes but I couldn't seem to get my body to cooperate. I dropped my keys and leaned against the steering wheel. Warm and salty stinging my cracked lips as a knock sounds on the window.

My body seemed to kick into gear and I sat up wiping my tears. I pulled down the mirror and saw the mascara streaks running down my cheeks. The red around my eyes from rubbing my eyes, and my hair slightly messy. I rolled the window down a little keeping my head down as to not draw attention to my look. If my mom knew I looked like this in public she would lecture me on the importance of presentation. Something I didn't need.

"I'm quite sorry. I saw you heading out of class and wanted to bring you your notebook. You left it on the desk." I glanced to the side to see Jasper standing outside my door, a pained smile on his face. I nodded and quickly grabbed it from him almost giving myself a paper cut in the process. Alice was standing by his side, a worried expression on her face.

"How about we drive you home hmm?" She said softly, gently moving Jasper out of the way and opening the door so she was in front of me. I wiped my tears and shook my head softly. I looked at the diary on my lap that I had stupidly left on the desk.

"Did you read it?" I muttered out, my stomach twisted with the feeling barbed wire and razor blades as I spoke.

"It wasn't mine to read." Jasper spoke harshly. Like it was too much to be there right now. I nodded and quickly moved it into the center console.

"Thank you. I can make it home on my own though." I said managing to put my keys into the ignition, tears starting to blur my vision again. I bit my lip to try and make it stop. A cold hand placed it self on my shoulder, as a soft voice spoke.

"Are you sure Blair? It would be no trouble." Alice stood worried and Jasper was clenching his jaw. A cold glare in his eyes. I looked up at her with the tears in my eyes and drying on my face.