Jasper and Alice

Let's be clear: I am not a stalker. I just simply followed the girl on the bike to the library one day and sort of kinda went everyday since with hopes of talking to her.

That was in June. And it's August. Yes, I am completely aware of how crippling pathetic I am, but I couldn't help myself. I was lost in her blue eyes and the locks of her long, chesnut brown hair. Well, maybe lost is an understatement. Too bad she's probably far too good for me.

I'm Jasper and this is my loveless story. I believe you get the idea of how it began but it'd be my pleasure to continue it, if you don't mind too much.