*Annabell's POV

  I totally messed it up. There's no way he'd want to see or talk to me ever again. What had gotten into me?! 'See you at school' he says. "Like hell I'll go there tomorrow!" Thank you Mrs. Anderson.

  "No way I face him now." Finally, there are new people who know and still don't call me a freak. Well, that is, until now. I 't. I don't even want to imagiheir reas to me now. I am pretty sure Jasper tells them everything.

  I wonder whether Rose will ge her schedule again. Who in their right mind would want to sit o a weirdo like me, anyway. "He must think I was trying to- Ugh!" Oh please! Stop with the pining. "ht! Like it doesn't you in the slightest?!"

  The afternoon somehow passed by. I felt like crap.

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  I think I'll die of embarrassment! I kept thrashing around in my bed. So with nards to what time it is, I put on my bck jeans, bck top and a blue sweatshirt. Practically a hoodie with a zipper.

  I didn't pay attention to the path, too busy insulting myself. Suddenly my leg met with an obstacle and head first, I went flying to the ground.

  "Ow!" This wasn't here before. I pined internally.

  The storm yesterday must have caused some of the trees to break and fall.

  "Oh, hello tree. Mind if I join you here on the ground?" I muttered bitterly, feeling utterly pitiful. Though, for whatever reasouation started to seem funny to me. Soon I was shaking in a fit of ughter.

  It took me a while to calm down. "There is definitely something wrong with me." I chuckled to myself, pig my bnedly off the ground.

  Practically dragging myself the rest of the way to the piree and colpsing on the boulder, the st of my hope slowly dissipated. "You're not ing today, are you..." I asked the quiet forest and the deafening silen a reply to my question was unusually unnerving since I couldn't find a trace of his presenywhere around.

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  *Peter's POV

  Jasper is still at school so I took the opportunity and tracked his st to a pce where he obviously spends most of his time these days.

  For two nights now, he didn't return until right before the time for school. Only to hastily ge and leave again. The first night he thanked me for the message I sent him on Tuesday. I know very well, he is not the oo share his thoughts and feelings but I knew something . Expeg him to tell me why I got the feeling that it is important for him to return to the school iernoon that day was naturally pointless. Whatever is keeping his i retly is somewhat embarrassing for him to admit. Meaning there's no way he'd tell me himself. Though our dear Major should know better then to try keeping a secret from me.

  Yesterday he was so eager to leave for school I had hardly remained calm. Trying so much to hide my joy from seeing him in such high spirits so I wouldn't anger him. He'd usually got on to the joke with me eventually, however, if I am corred I usually am, Jasper's going to provide me with so mutertai in a near future, that I'll o watch myself to not push him too far in order for me to have my body left in tact. I had to watch myself this m though. He seemed preoccupied by something and looked ready to kill.

  I remember the first time I went too far. It was ba Maria's army. I was nagging him to no end, trying to get him to bey friend because I had a feeling he's a good guy. I wouldn't leave him alone and I noticed he was super irritated when I tapped my fingers oable. He wouldn't talk to me so I tapped and tapped, grinning like an idiot. Until Jasper finally snapped and tore my hand off. It hurt like hell, of course, but I grinned on, looking him in the eyes. "You got quite a short temper buddy, you know that?" He just stared at me with such hirious shocked expression on his face that I fell off of the chair ughing.

  I chuckled at the memory as I was noroag a familiar se, the huge boulder and a piree. It all clicked together. "Oh. My. God." I gasped. I had a feeling but... wow. At the sound of my voice the girl standing by the tree spun around with an unbelieving expression on her face.

  "Peter?"

  "Sup, A-girl?" I firmed and she ran into my spread arms hugging me iings, like she used to as a kid.

  When she smmed into my body. "Ugh, you're harder than I remember." She giggled.

  "And you are heavier than I remember." I ughed when I picked her up and spun around like I used to.

  "Hey, I'm not heavy. I just grew up!" She pined ughing with me.