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The weeks once again passed quickly, with me and Jaspers love growing stronger. He now spent every night but the ones he was hunting with me. Him and my Ma grew close as well, as he often helped with cooking or talking to her which she enjoyed. My Ma also met Esme and Carlisle, so she started to know some adults in the town.

Bella and Edward also grew closer, her doing the official meeting of the Cullen's last week. Although this was all much to a certain vampires dislike. Me, Alice and Rose did eventually go out like what was discussed months ago. For the first time in a very long time, everything felt right again.

"I hate school," I moan at Jasper for about the 70th that month, due to my hatred of math's. Math's is one subject I have always hated, I have always been better and the humanities and languages which I get from my Ma. My dad was always one for math's and physics, however I am still confused why I didn't get that brain in life.

"Really you've never mentioned that before?" Jasper replies with thick sarcasm , causing me to give him a light shove which would of felt like a fly landing to him.

"Thank god it's Friday," I continue to complain while getting into Jaspers car, as he drives us to his house. The day continues as it does in the Vampires house except I now let Esme make me food, as she loves to cook. Carlisle is generally at work but when he's home the whole family engage in intellectual conversations. Alice continues to show me a million and one outfits, and keeps persuading me to try things on to which I usually refuse to try more on after five. Emmett always making his sarcastic remarks- most of the time ending up with a glare from Rosaline. Edward is often with Bella or keeping to himself, but he has grown to be someone I see as a brother, despite never having had siblings myself. These people have gone from feeling like family to being family. 

"Georgie!" Esme calls from the kitchen, giving me a hug as I walk in, "I'm making veggie lasagna- I've never made it before, tell me how it is!" she beams, while continuing to prepare to dish. Esme has found a new love for cooking, despite her not being able to eat it herself. Her food is always perfect so I never feel the urge to refuse it.

"Sounds great Esme- I can't wait to try it!" I beam, before Jasper leads me out towards his room. I lie down on the new bed, that is in the corner of his room. 

"Hey, I've got you something," Jasper says, leading me to sit up from my comfy position of lying on the bed.  He sits down in front of me, one leg still being off the bed. "Here," and he lightly places a black box in front of me. I turn it around still confused, then opening it to see a beautiful Amber necklace in the shape of a heart on a silver necklace. I open my mouth to speak. "It was my mothers- the only thing I've managed to keep from my own family," He says looking down at my hands.

"Jasper it's beautiful," I thank, "but are you sure that you want me to have it?" The golden eyes, look into my blue ones.

"Of course I do," he smiles, before holding up the necklace and putting it around my neck. I look at it on in the mirror opposite the bed, pulling him into a deep and passionate kiss. The kiss goes on for more than normal, as he gently leans me back on the bed while still kissing. My hands brush through his golden curls, pulling his face closer as if that was possible. His hands reach up my top tingling my skins as he touches it, until he eventually reaches my bra and stops. "We should stop," he mutters, as he rolls off to be lying next to me. 

"Movie?" I ask, not questioning the past action. 

"Hell yeah," he exclaims, before grabbing a DVD.

The rest of the night went as planned. We watched Romeo and Juliet, which is what Bella and Edward had left lying around- can't say it was our favorite. I ate Esme's delicious lasagna, to which she did a celebration punch, when I told her this, and Jasper brought me home before unknown to my mother knowledge returning back a few hours later. 

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