I'd woken up on Monday with a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach. I'd gotten dressed and ready in record time. After I'd shoved a bowl of cereal down my throat, I walked quickly out the door into the sprinkling rain. I was in a hurry to get to school. I'd get to see Jasper when I was there. The thought excited me more than it should.

I had my hand on the driver side door handle and was about to hop inside when I heard a voice behind me.

"Would you like a ride to school today?"

I smiled. It was just the voice that I wanted to hear. I turned around to face Jasper, looking up into the rain. He was one of the tallest people I knew.

"Yes I would, as a matter of fact," I stated.

I'd just noticed that in front of my house was his flashy Mercedes. I really did need to pay better attention to my surroundings. No wonder I tripped over things all the time.

He opened the passenger door for me and I tried to slip inside. I managed to hit my knee on the seat and fall backwards. I didn't hit the ground though. Jasper caught me, of course.

It always felt so strange when someone kept me from falling. I was always tensed, ready for the ground to come up to meet me, then someone would catch me and it took awhile for me to get relaxed again. It was as if I was still waiting for the fall even though I was firmly planted on the solid ground.

"Thanks," I muttered before getting into the car. It always embarrassed me when I fell, no matter who I was with.

"No problem," replied Jasper, already in the drivers seat.

He turned on the radio and Artie Shaw drifted softly out of the speakers. He wasn't lying when he said he liked forties music.

"So," he began. "I've been thinking, and I have no idea how the people at school are going to take this. You and Edward were fine on Friday," he said looking at me. I'm guessing he felt the dip in my mood when he said Edward's name. He waited a minute before continuing.