" Come on Jazz its just a little hill " , her voice was more alluring then the church bells as he tried to follow the girl's figure. A faded champagne dress and a head full of brown hair. Everything about her seemed familiar but from where.
The Texas sun felt especially hot that day, it started to drag him down towards the ground. " I thought you were suppose to be the best solider in the Confederate Army but yet you keep me waiting Major Whitlock " he had to reach her.
But, he kept sinking more and more at this point he was digging his nails in the ground to try to get to her. Just when she turned around the only thing he could focus on was her voice. her face was a blur
" Jazz, Jasper Ja- " the ground consumed him, once again.
" Jasper " the blonde found himself in Forks Highschool Cafeteria again.
" Who was that " Edward hushed down after witnessing his brother's reoccurring day dream.
" No one " Jasper Hale blocked his mind and left his ' siblings ' to meet his Harley Davidson bike.
before cruising on the twist and turns of Forks he breathed her name out.
" Lydia"