Pale fingertips drift across her warm pink-tinted cheek. Dark lashes casting shadows across her face as she sleeps in content. Her slim fingers grip mine tightly as she shuffles closer to me in her sleep. I shouldn't have came here, I should have ne...
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A light knocking is heard from the front room on the door. Pausing in her teasing and advice about guys, my mother's eyes flick from the direction of the front room back to me.
"Is that one of the mysterious Cullen's I've heard so much about?"
Rolling my eyes, I just give her the classic teenage look of 'please don't embarrass me.'
"Hold on, I'll go let her in. Don't...just don't be normal you, be normal mom" I warn as I pause on my way to the hallway entrance.
Rolling her eyes, she waves both hands to me in a shoo-ing motion. "Fine fine fine, I promise she won't receive the full blunt force of Eloise Jameason"
Laughing, I head down the hallway to front room. Opening the front door, I pull it open with welcoming words falling from my lips as I pause in surprise.
"Hey Alice, why don't you come in...Jasper?" The blonde haired boy that seemed so angry before was now standing on the front step of my home. Looking at the amazing display that is Jasper Cullen. His hair looked like he recently ran a hand through his golden locks, and how he can manage to make a simple outfit of jeans and dark blue button up look like he belonged on a runway, I'll never know.
Seriously, what a cliche...
"What are you doing here?" I know it sounds rude but at this point, my ability to use the manners I was raised with went out the window.
He just smirks and raises in eyebrow, "I'm here to pick you up." He replies in that hidden accent of his.
"To go where?" It tumbles out past my numb lips.
He looks at my for a moment and his smirks grows wider, "To my house. Your brainstorming with Alice, remember?"
Oh. My. God.
Complete mortification at my lack of ability to be a functioning human in front of this man is my Achilles heel. Why the hell is my brain allowing such embarrassing things to come out of my mouth every time I speak. Its like his mere presence makes my brain become drunk on him alone.
"Yes. Yes, that is right." I beg myself to stop talking at this point as I turn to grab my bag from the kitchen but stop and look back at him over my shoulder.
"You...you can wait inside if you. I'll be a minute to grab my bag and say goodbye to my mom." He just nods and steps inside and allows his golden eyes to sweep across the nearby picture frames.
Walking back to the kitchen and go to grab my bag and throw a hasty goodbye to my mother who watched me expectantly.
"Hold on, I thought you were going to bring her by to say hello first" My mom steps around the counter, causing me to halt in my steps. Knowing there is no other way to avoid this, I tell her to follow me.
