&&. girl who cried wolf || via aria + jasper
Jasper sat on the porch to the Alpha house, his eyes trained onto the piece of paper which he had scribbled chords to a song that he was working on. He was surrounding by different voices, and he liked that. He liked change. A frown etched onto his lips as his ears picked up an accent that was similar to his own, though it was more feminine, and strangely familiar. He looked up.
He didn't really know what she was doing here -- well, he did, but he chose to ignore it. He could see her in a crowd of thousands, but he'd still know it was her, still be captivated. He thought that he had left his old life back in Australia, so seeing Aria in a different country was something that both shocked and pleased him. His eyes drifted back to the paper, and then back to the girl who had always held his interest.
