Golden eyes (Jasper x reader)

Chapter 4: secrets revealed

The next day at school was going surprisingly well. I have art and literature today and the rest of the day I have frees. I finally decided on what I wanted my painting to be, so I immediately set out drawing the outlines, I finished that rather quickly so I started putting the background colours in, blues, purples, white and a little bit of green, also a golden yellow that made me think of Jasper. "That cloud effect is beautiful." Alice said to me as she scanned my work so far. "I've noticed that when you get into your art you seem to go into a trance of sorts. Is there a reason for that?" Alice asked me curiously.

"There is one explanation that uncle billy gave me. He said that my great grandfather Ephraim Black was a great chief, who married a tribe seer. Since her, there has not been another one. He said that my trances are like something grandpa used to tell him about his mother doing when she painted or drew. Sometimes she'd get powerful visions of places and have to illustrate them and that would be where an event in the future would take place. He also said her dreams were vivid and powerful and were often glimpses of the past or the future." I explained to her as I continued to paint the background.

"Do you possess any of these abilities?" She asked me with excitement in her voice. I smiled to her.

"I often have sudden daydreams that are far too realistic for them to be daydreams. And my dreams at night are all... weird. As a child I noticed that some of my dreams showed me the past, while some others were of the future. However, sometimes they're difficult to understand. Sometimes they're just a place, or just a person, or a flash of an event. It's all very... blurry. And there's also no way to be able to tell how long until the events happen. Unless a person I know is there then I can use their age as a guide. I think the longest I've had to wait for the events of a vision to pass is about five years. But the shortest was a few hours." I stopped there and put my paints and brushes down and faced her properly. "Besides, that is nothing compared to what you can do. It may be subjective but you're far more powerful than me in that respect." I say to her and she can't help but smile.

"I think that one day, that seeing power of yours may grow. And I can say that with confidence." She said indeed with a confident voice as she then went back to her painting. I was curious if she'd had a vision or if it was just Alice intuition. Both were probably correct though.

In literature I sat in the middle row at the back, with Jasper on my right, and on the row to my left sat Bella and Edward. Edward was sat as close to the window as he could possibly squeeze himself, but both were watching the black and white tape of Hamlet with such focus it made me want to laugh. Seriously, they both need to hurry up and go out already. This thought Edward clearly caught as I heard him try and stifle a chuckle. Although Edward was trying to ignore Bella, it was obviously difficult for him so I just urged him to approach her. And at lunch he did.

Myself and the rest of the Cullen's all sat together at the usual table and I told Edward through my thoughts that he should try talk to Bella. He did as I suggested making me very happy. Although when he found Bella, he startled her making her drop an Apple she was holding. He caught it swiftly with his foot and carefully bounced it back up into his hands as he presented it perfectly to her. Smooth moves. He smirked at me for that. "So what exactly did you convince him to do?" Rose asked me slightly worried but mostly curious.

"I basically told him that if he's going to pursue her he has to actually talk to her rather than ignore her. Besides, it's extremely rare for a bloodsinger to not be a vampires mate. Their intoxicatingly attractive blood almost forces them to turn them almost immediately so they can be with their soulmate in this vampiric life." I explain to her and she seems to understand. I know about Rose and her past. I saw her face become a little downcast. "Hey, don't worry. Edward would only turn her if he had to. He really doesn't want to. I know that for a fact. But if she ends up on the brink of death he'll do it. Just as you did for Emmett." I tell her and that made her smile and look at her husband that was sat beside her grinning at her. This seemed to comfort her a lot. It was clear that was the only way she'd approve.