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Thunder - Boys Like Girls

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder


Bella POV

Some people say change is good. It's a way to let go of the bad things and move past things that were especially hard. Change is a fresh start, a clean slate. Change is new. Change is exciting. Change is good.

But what if I don't agree with that? What if I'm perfectly content with the way things are? What if, to me, change is scary, unknown? It has the ability to ruin my happiness and I don't know how I could deal with that.

"Hey, Beautiful. I was wondering where you were." A pair of strong arms wrapped around me and I leaned back, resting against his warm chest. I looked up to find two gorgeous, blue eyes staring lovingly back at me. Jasper's long wavy locks flopped over his eyes and I gently pushed them out of the way.

"Just doing some cleaning." I nodded to them messy piles of books and clothes that littered my bedroom floor. He and my older brother, Emmett had been downstairs playing video games. I was guessing they were taking a break.

Jasper, Emmett and I had all been very close ever since my family had moved here about nine years ago. Before that, I had lived in California with my best friend, Rosalie Hale. After a couple of years in Forks, Rose and I lost touch, but I gained new friends. One of them was Jasper Whitlock.

About a week after we had moved into our cozy little home, I had decided that it would be a good idea to go rollerblading and explore the neighborhood. Even with the proper padding it was dangerous for someone like me to be doing that. On my feet, I'm only a hazard to myself. But on wheels, everybody should be giving me a ten foot radius.

And just because I couldn't leave anywhere unscathed, I got into my first accident in Forks. After crashing into a boy - which turned out to be Jasper - and breaking my arm from the fall, he was was sweet enough to help me. At the time he had been delivering newspapers around the neighbourhood out of a little red wagon. He emptied all the newspapers onto the sidewalk and helped me into his wagon.

"What are you doing?" I had asked through my tears.

"Taking you home so you can get fixed."

Now that I think about it, he could've just knocked on anyone's door and they would've been happy to help, but instead, after I told him where I lived, he pulled me all the way to my house.

From there, he rode with me all the way to the hospital and was with me when I got my cast. He even picked out the colour.

As it turned out, his house was right across from mine and we started to hang out every day. He met Emmett and all three of us became the best of friends. And everything was perfect up until a few years ago where Jasper began to change from a cute little boy to a very attractive young man.

Feelings were beginning to change and soon enough, I couldn't deny that I was falling for him. He was more than just a best friend to me and I couldn't go back to feeling the same way I used to. Then, one day during the summer, Jasper decided that he wanted to take our relationship to the next level. And the rest, as they say, is history.

That was one year ago today.

"Cleaning. I see. Do you want help?" And that's how good of a guy Jasper is. He offered to help clean my room.

"Nah," I answered, stroking his hands that were rested over my stomach. "It's a big job and I'm done for the day."

"Alright." He released me but held onto my hands. "But anytime you need help, you know who to ask. So are you excited about tonight?"

I beamed. "Very."

"Good. It's going to be special."

I kissed him chastely. "I can't wait. Now go play with Emmett. I'm busy."

He pouted and muttered something about me not being fair as he shuffled out of the room. Quickly, I went to my closet and rummaged through the mess, trying to find something decent to wear. He said it was going to be special so I definitely needed to attempt to look good. Nothing.

I zipped downstairs, trying not to trip over my feet and slipped out the door unnoticed. My parents, Charlie and Renee were having some "adult time" over at the Whitlocks' and I ran across the street. I knocked on the door and waited impatiently, my hands knotted together behind my back.

Jasper's mother, Karen, opened the door to their giant home. "Bella? What are you doing here? Is something wrong?"

"No, no," I assured her. "I just need some help, style wise."

She smiled knowingly. "Oh right. The big date tonight."

I blushed. "Yeah, and I have absolutely nothing to wear at all."

"Bella?" I heard my mother's voice inside and she came to the door.

"Renee, it looks like your daughter is having quite the fashion crisis," Karen said, smiling at me fondly.

My mother laughed, making her look years younger. "Then I guess it's our job to help."

Renee and Karen were extremely helpful. They took me out to look at different outfits and we settled on a cute, white summer dress with black polka dots. Jasper's mom had a pair of red shoes that went perfectly and I was ecstatic.

I went home and Jasper and Emmett stared at me, confused.

"You were gone?" Emmett asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Only for about three hours or so."

"Oh," Emmett turned back to the television, "okay."

Jasper looked at the time. "Oh crap." He got up and kissed me quickly before running out the door. "I'll see you tonight," he called over his shoulder.

I smiled and went upstairs to get ready. My mother came home soon after to help.

"So are you excited about tonight?" she said, asking the very same thing Jasper had asked earlier today, while she curled my hair loosly.

"Yes."

"You know, your father and I are very fond of Jasper. He's a good, smart boy. And I'm very glad you two chose each other."

I felt my face heat up and I looked at my hands in my lap. "Thanks, Mom. That means a lot coming from you."

She finished fixing me up and hugged me tightly. "Have fun tonight."

Jasper was waiting for me downstairs, talking and joking with Charlie and Emmett. I remembered the first time we went out. While I was getting ready, Charlie was giving Jasper the third-degree. Even Emmett joined in, threatening to beat him to a pulp if he hurt me. Emmett was always walking around, flexing his muscles and showing off his masculine physique. By the time I had gotten downstairs, they had effectively scared the living shit out of Jasper and he was sitting in the corner in a tight, little ball.

Now, they were all buddies as if nothing had happened.

He turned away from Emmett and my father for a second and caught my eye. I smiled shyly and a wide grin spread across his face.

"Fucking incredible," I heard him whisper to himself, low enough so neither of my parents could hear. If they heard him curse, I knew they'd probably like him a little less.

Jasper took my hand and we left together.

"Have fun you two!" my mother called after us.

"Bella, you look amazing. I am incredibly lucky to have you." I blushed.

"You don't look so bad yourself, Jazz." Truthfully, he was stunning. He was wearing a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up a bit and black pants. The contrast against his skin and bright, blue eyes made him breathtaking.

He helped me into his fancy, new, red R8. The Whitlocks had quite a bit of money thanks to Jasper's father being the head of his company in Seattle. So, when Jasper graduated from high school, his parents splurged and bought him this expensive, flashy car.

In my opinion, it was a bit sumptuous and too showy for Forks, but Jasper hardly drove it around town in the first place. He saved it for when we went into larger cities or for special occasions, such as this one.

Jasper took me everywhere that night. We had an early dinner in Port Angeles and ice cream while we walked along the boardwalk. We ran into a street artist and got a drawing of us together. We later found a photo booth and took some ridiculous and loving pictures. We stopped in a small shop where he bought M&M's. We walked along the busy streets, eating our candies and waving at cars if they were the colour of the M&M we had just eaten.

I found a park and we played together like we did when we were young. He pushed me on the swing in the playground and when I went down the slide, he was at the bottom to catch me, sweeping me into a kiss as he did. We sat on a bench, watching the world go by and he brought my face to his and kissed me again. I couldn't remember a time where I had been so happy because there probably never was. Jasper brought such life with him, everywhere he went.

By the end of the eventful date, we had ended up at First Beach in La Push, strolling hand in hand along the sand. The waves were gentle as we walked under the stars together. So cliche, I know, but it was romantic nonetheless.

"Bella," he finally said, his voice ringing clear and beautiful in the night, "do you ever think about your future?"

"All the time," I admitted.

"And am I in it?" He smiled slightly.

"Obviously," I replied, my face getting warm.

"It's going to be hard, going to university next year," he said quietly. "It'll be weird not seeing you everyday."

Jasper was a year older than me so he would be starting at the University of Washington in Seattle while I was finishing my final year of high school.

"You'll still be home on weekends. No big deal." He and Emmett would be living in a dorm, but they wanted to be home as much as possible.

"No big deal because you'll just be spending time with your secret boyfriend during the week." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

"Well, it's not much of a secret if you already know what's going on between Mike and me," I said seriously. Jasper stared at me for a second. The edges of my lips curled up and he scowled at me.

"Oh, you're just awful," he snapped, turning his head away from me, toward the water. But I knew he wasn't really upset and I laughed. Mike Newton, a close friend of mine, had always had a crush on me, but I clearly yet kindly showed him I was not at all interested.

"I'm awful, but you still love me." I smiled softly up at him.

"Obviously," he said, copying my previous words. He leaned down to kiss me gently and my heart went crazy. Only Jasper would be able to get that kind of reaction from me.

Finally, Jasper took me home.

"Goodnight, Beautiful," he said, kissing me on my front porch as he always did, date or not.

Just then, the front door swung open and Emmett was standing there with a goofy smile on his face.

"Oh, hey guys," he said, trying not to laugh. "Well, this is awkward."

"No Em, it's really not that awkward," Jasper replied, rolling his eyes. "Because this, so conveniently, happens on a weekly basis."

"It couldn't be that much," my big goof of a brother objected.

Jasper ignored him. "But, you know, I could make it awkward... Seeing as I was about to shove my tongue down your sister's throat."

My face turned beet red as Emmett cried out in horror. He pressed his hands to his ears, shut his eyes and began yelling and dancing around.

"Lalalalalalala! I can't hear you! I can't hear you because I can't here perverts!" He ran back into the house, still hollering and jumping around as he went.

I glared at Jasper, my face obnoxiously red. "Not funny."

His laugh echoed through the quiet night. "Yes it was," he disagreed, trying to catch his breath.

"Well, I'm not laughing."

He took in my expression. "Sorry. I couldn't resist."

And I sighed, forgiving him because it was impossible to stay mad at Jasper.

"I love you," he said after kissing me again.

"I love you," I whispered back and watched as he retreated back to his home across the street.

After getting past my parents and who were asking about my date, and why Emmett had just ran into the house screaming about perverts, I made my way upstairs and got ready for bed.

I crawled under the covers and smiled to myself, my mind filled with Jasper. There was no other guy I could possibly love more than him. He was perfect in every way. I could imagine spending the rest of my life with Jasper, wherever he wanted to go because he was that important to me. We would always love each other unconditionally and nothing could ever get in the way of that.


A/N: So what'd you think? It was sort of short but many of m chapters will be much longer. There are a few twists and turns to this story and I think you'll like it.

For those of you who read the previous deleted version of Califorks, I realize that it is very different, but most of, if not all the original chapters will be in this one hopefully.

Anyway, the next chapter will be up ASAP and hopefully before school starts for me (September 8th). Can't wait to hear what you guys think.

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~Kara