The northern lights by Megan Bretbrunner (classic novels to read txt) 📕

know about the civil war?" Angela asked.
"Yeah, but my favorite major was Jasper Whitlock," I laughed.
Jasper's head shot up. Score one for Megan.
"Oh really?" Angela asked.
"Yeah, I did a report on him, I got an F," I sighed.
"Why?" She asked.
"Because apparently half the things I put down were "Stupid and Impossible" so I got an F even though half the things were spot on," I told her.
I actually did do a report about Jasper Whitlock, I was elevan at the time and I copied his story from twilight, so even though everything else was right I got an F from my teacher, she went on about how vampire's weren't real and crap.
"Oh, well I'm sorry," She told me.
"Eh, I kind of deserved it though," I sighed.
"Why?" She asked.
Now the hook like and sinker.
"Because I copied it from a fantasy book," I laughed.
The bell rang.
"Hey, I gotta go to southern history, see you later," I told her and left the room. I crossed my fingers and hoped for the best.

chapter 2: could have gone worse

I headed to class like normal, only this time it wasn't normal, I would be meeting Jasper Whitlock and our fate rested on this one meeting. So walked to class and handed the teacher my slip.
"Oh yes you must be Megan Swan (Still can't get used to that)," He greeted. I nodded.
"You can either sit next to Mike Newton or Jasper Hale," He told me. Defiantly not Mike.
"Jasper Hale," I said quickly.
I looked around, he was sitting in the back row on the right. He was wearing a plain long sleeve'd T-shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans.
I smiled and walked to the desk next to him, there was no fan dramatically turning on as I walked by, I just sat down like normal.
"Hi I'm Megan," I whispered.
"Jasper," He introduced himself boredly.

That's when the teacher spoke up, "Who can tell me who Jasper Whitlock is?"
Can anyone say ironic.
I raised my hand.
"Yes Ms. Swan?" He asked.
"He was the youngest Major in the Texas calvolry," I said.
"Correct," He complemented, "Can anyone tell me why he's so famous?"
Jasper raised his hand, Cheater.
"The people think of it as a mystery since he disappeared without a trace while evacuating the field," He told them.
The rest of the class passed like this, but half way through class his sleeve slid up.
Sure enough his fore arm was covered in faint silver venom scars.
"Dude!" I whispered jabbing my finger against his shoulder.
"What?" He whispered back annoyed.
"Your sleeve!" I whisper-yelled.
He looked down at it.
His eye's widened and he pulled his sleeve back down.
"Your welcome," I chuckled under my breathe.I laughed and turned my attention back to the teacher who was talking about stuff I already knew, but I was thinking to hard to pick up anything the teacher was saying. I can't believe I'm sitting next to Jasper freaking Whitlock, I knew fans who would literally bite my head off to be where I am!
And what am I going to do about Alice, It would brake her little pixie heart.

After class Alice rushed up to me, "Don't worry Me and Jasper aren't together."
"How do you know who I am?" I asked.
"I saw you in a vision, I know everything even the books and stuff," She told me.
"So your cool?" I asked.
"Please," She scoffed, "Me and him were never together just friends."
"OK, good," I smiled.
"YAY! we're going to be best friends forever!" She squealed.
"Totally," I squealed back, "You're my favorite character besides Jasper."
"Well I gotta run," She told me.
"OK," I replied as she ran off human speed.

Cool.

After school I drove home in Bella's- I mean my truck, I could kinda see why she liked it, but there was a long list of things I didn't like.
anyway I drove home, then got out and went in the house.
Charlie was in the living room.
"Hey," I greeted going to put a pizza in the micro wave.
"What are you making?" he asked a little worried.
"Microwave pizza," I answered.
Unlike Bella I wasn't a good cook, I could barely use the oven without burning the house down.
After I got the pizza out of the microwave I gave charlie and me a piece then we sat down.
"How was school?" He asked.
"Good, I met some friends Jessica Stanley and Angela Weber," I told him.
"Oh, Their nice girls," He smiled.
"Yeah..." I trailed off not wanting to get into the Cullen conversation.
We spent the rest of dinner in silence, not that I minded it helped me think.
After dinner I went upstairs and worked on writing a song, I didn't have any words yet but it had a country beat.
I wonder if i made a good impression today, maybe I shouldn't have said the sleeve thing, eh what're you gonna do.
Could've gone worse.
After that I crawled into bed and I fell asleep.

The Cullen's didn't show the next day, It was in the book that they didn't come for a week but why wouldn't they come I never even got blown with the fa... oh right. So I just waited it out the rest of the week then hung out with Angela during the weekend.

And it's Monday at long last.
I was roused from unconsciousness by the torture devise called an alarm clock, I got out of bed and went over to my wardrobe picking out A strapless red top that got looser towards the bottom and black leggings, with a pair of red stiletto's and a black clutch purse.

Then I straightened my hair then styled it into a scene hairstyle then added crimson splat to the bangs and sides.
Next I used the smokey eye effect with some blood red lip gloss and I was good to go.
I walked down the stairs confidently to get some pop tarts.
"Don't you think your over dressing?" Charlie asked walking into the kitchen.
"No this is how I normally dress," I told him grabbing a pop tart.
"well anyway, have a good day at school," He told me.
"I will dad," I told him.
I ate my pop tarts quickly then got in my truck, It was cold today but it wasn't snowing or anything.

Once at school I parked across from Edwards Volvo and went inside. The classed before lunch passed in a blur, me and Angela talked some but that's all I could remember.
All I could think about was that the Cullen's were here today.
Lunch time came and sure enough their they were.
I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich then the bell rang.
But as I was walking to class Mike and his friends took my back pack and held it above my head.
"Give it back!" I commanded.
"Jump for it," He laughed.
"The hell I will now give it back!" I glared.
They just stood there laughing.
"She said give it back," I heard from behind me. I looked behind me it was Jasper he was wearing a designer button up today with a pair of skinny jeans, HOT!
"No she's gotta jump for it," He laughed.
"Jump for this!" I shouted kicking him in the shin.
He squeaked and dropped the back pack and ran away.
"Thanks for distracting them," I complemented picking up my back pack.
"Sometime's that's what's needed to win the war," He said casually.
"You would know wouldn't you," I laughed.
"What do you mean?"He asked looking at me.
"It's a long story," I sighed,"Now come on we're going to be late."
And with that we walked to class.

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Publication Date: 02-11-2013

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