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Notes:

"Emerson Telepathy"
"Jasper/Edward Telepathy"
Thoughts
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Jasper and Edward shared a class on Wednesdays. Advanced Placement English. It was nice for them to actually get a chance to do some bonding when the brothers got bored of the Humans.

Normally, the two sat together, but the ever so clever Mr Banner decided to separate them and pair them with the new kids. The Emersons.

Jasper was partnered with the snarky white-blond one while Edward sat with the bored seeming raven hair. The girl sat and chatted amicably with Angela Weber.

Edward was perfectly fine with the awkward silence between he and the other boy, but his curiosity (read: stalker tendencies) got the best of him.

Edward swore that he saw the raven's lips curve upwards slightly, hints of a vague smirk forming on his face. As if the other had read his mind....Like he himself could....

Edward tried to see what went on in the ravenette's head but all he got was...silence as soon as he attempted to read the boy's thoughts. Suddenly a voice rang loudly in his ears.

"My dear little...sneaky Legilimens, didn't your mother ever teach you that it's rude to probe minds, huh?"the mysterious males voice gave him what he thought was impossible for a Vampire. A headache.

"Who are you?"Edward replied to the headache inducing voice.

"Wouldn't YOU like to know?"

"Yes. I do. I really do. That would be nice."

The voice gave an amused chuckle before its presence disappeared from the Vampire's mindscape.

Oh my god, my head....Edward groaned internally. But what's up with that kid's head? Why can't I read his mind. It's like Bella. He's not even afraid of my close proximity...like WTF. Maybe I should learn more about him the old fashioned way—stalking him—I mean talking to him! Yeah...

Hunter struggled to stifle a snort for some reason.

As soon as Edward made up his mind, his curious gold eyes met blank toxic green ones. Edward wouldn't admit it, but he was actually disturbed by the lack of emotion in the boy. That was what drew him close to the raven's web. Like a moth to a flame.

"Hello. My name's Edward Cullen...What's yours?"he asked.

The ravenette's eyes narrowed minimally. As if he didn't like what Edward had said, but he answered kindly nonetheless.

"Hunter Emerson. Pleased to meet you Edward."

But soon Hunter fell silent once more, not willing to speak for the rest of the lesson. The more Edward watched, the more he fell without realizing it. Hunter looked to much like a daydream to be true.

Edward was beginning to think that Hunter wasn't truly Human...If he wasn't one, then what exactly was he?

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Jasper was sitting next to the blond Emerson. He was also immensely curious about them, as it was expected of Vampire Kind to be naturally nosey, it's just that Edward takes curiosity too far and starts stalking anyone that has the misfortune to intrigue the bronzette...Poor things got a fright every time.

The boy next to Jasper seemed cold, like he was some type of Ice Prince. He had an aura of danger, pride, power and some maliciousness that practically rolled off him in waves.

Jasper was curious to see the feelings under the icy exterior of the Emerson, so he used his Empath ability to snoop.

All he got was a huge blank. That had never ever happened before in his entire Vampiric life. Never. Not even the Swan hoe could easily evade him, so why was this boy so special?

Jasper sniffed slightly at the platinum blond, trying to gauge his scent.

. . .It was addictive. Enchanting. Alluring.

It was nothing like Jasper had ever smelt before. If he could bottle up the Emerson's scent he would and keep it for all eternity. Guard it with his life.

Jasper bowed his head down as he wrote the answers to the last of the worksheet down, his shoulder length honey blond curls creating a curtain between the platinum hair and himself.

Jasper allowed himself one peek at the Emerson, only to find glittering, calculating quicksilver orbs boldly meeting his own amber ones, silently daring him to protest against the staring.

An elegant, thin eyebrow rose.

"You're looking at me why?"the boy's smooth voice murmured.

If Jasper were still Human, he would have blushed.

"I-I don't know, really,"he replied automatically, surprising even himself. This must have amused the other who smirked a little. Jasper's undead heart almost started beating once more at that smirk.

"What's your name?"he asked the honey blond.

"Hale. Jasper Hale."

"Well then, Jasper... My name's M—Emerson. Dusk Emerson..."Dusk introduced himself, his lips trembling slightly as he stuttered a bit on his name.

That immediately put Jasper's hackles up.

What are you hiding, Dusk Emerson? Do I need to join Edward on his inevitable stalking trips to find out? Jasper thought to himself.

A head splitting voice resounded loudly in his mind.

"Who are you in the dark, sweetheart? Show me all the scary parts..."

"Who the fuck're you?"Jasper growled slightly.

"Someone. No one. Anyone. Ta now!"the voice said, disappearing just as quickly as it had come.

Jasper laid his head down the desk, confused as fuck. He really needed to know more about the mysterious Dusk Emerson.

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