The Exchange of my life

Chapter 1… First Day

Jasper POV

-Be careful son, call me when you arrive. I don't care about the time- my mother said, holding me in her arms.

-We are so proud of you- my father commented, patting me on the back.

-Rose- I said to my sister- I won't be there to throw your suitor out of the house. So, take care of yourself... and don't break more hearts.

-Neither do you- she whispered, giving me a big hug and dropping some tears. I turned around and walked towards the airplane that would mark a before and an after in my life.

I had a sit. I turned my IPod's earphones on and sighed. I closed my eyes, imagining what my life would about in the following six months. I sighed again. It's strange to find out that you've been chosen to go for an exchange to the other side of the World. I shook my head. I didn't want to imagine things that wouldn't happen, because, then, I would be disappointed. Everything unexpected would be better. I opened my eyes. Only five minutes had passed. I noticed that a girl- who seemed to have the same age as me- had a sit on my side. She looked at me and smiled.

-Hi, I'm Natalie- We shook hands.

-Jasper, nice to meet you- I repaid her greeting politely. We talked to each other during the rest of the trip's hours. She told me she was eighteen years old and she was going to Los Angeles for a job offer. She was a model. We exchanged our cell phone numbers and we said we would go for a drink some day.

-"Passengers, please stay on your sits and fasted. We are arriving"- We did what the air hostess said. Ten minutes later, we were leaving the airplane. I said goodbye to Natalie, wished her good luck and, then, I looked for my suitcases. Once I had them on my hand, I tried to find someone of Brandon's family. Finally, I recognized a not –much- tall and thin woman, holding a sign with my name and surname written on it.

-Jasper Hale? - She asked once I was close to her. I nodded- I'm Mary Brandon- she introduced herself, stretching one hand out. I took it gladly- ¡Welcome to Los Angeles! I hope you to be comfortable.

-Thank you, Miss Brandon, I'm sure of that- I answered nicely. We walked up to the car and we put the suitcases inside the trunk.

-Jasper, this is my husband George- she introduced me to a man that was going outside the car.

-Pleased to meet you, Mr. Brandon- I greeted politely.

-The pleasure is mine, Jasper- he shook my hand strongly. We got inside the car and went to 'my new home'. Mr. and Ms. Brandon were really caring and enthusiastic. It was incredible that they were having a completely strange person in their own house for about half a year!

During the way up to the house, my 'mentors' asked me about my family, life and some other stuff. I answered them quietly, while I was looking to the city through the car's window. After half an hour, we arrived home.

-Jasper, as you can see, the house is not a mansion, but it is really warm and comfortable. I hope you like it- Ms. Brandon told me as she gave me my suitcases.

-It's ok, Ms. Brandon. Your house is beautiful and I'm not a luxury-loving… I'm more comfortable in a place like this- I smiled and she nodded. We entered the house, which turned out to be lovely and cosy… amazing!

Mr. Brandon acted as a tour guide and showed me my room. It had white walls, a huge window that faced a nice garden, a single bed with a green blanket, a small bedside table, a wooden wardrobe, a notebook lying on desktop in the same colour as the wardrobe, and two bookcases. I gave a toothy grin and laid on the bed.

I closed my eyes, as I couldn't believe what I was living. It was like a dream came true. I'd always known that I was a good student, but I never thought I would be regarded in such a great way!

I opened my eyes in a rush when I remembered I hadn't called my parents yet. I handed my cell phone and went to the garden. The phone rang twice until my mother answered it.

-Hi mom, I've arrived.

-Oh, my dear son! I was so worried about you… tell me, how are you? How was the travel? Are you with the Brandon's family?

-I'm fine mom. The travel was nice and, yes, I'm with the Brandon's. Tell Rose and dad I say hi.

-Of course. Oh, my son, I already miss you- commented my mother on the verge of tears. I rolled back my eyes.

-I was there seven hours ago, mom.

-You are right, but knowing that you are so far away makes me feel bad.

-Don't be sad, mom. Time goes fast and I will phone you as soon as possible, as I have promised- I said trying to cheer her up.

-You're right. Well, it's time to leave you now. I guess you want to organize your stuff.

-Thank you mom, I'll call you soon. I love you.

-We love you too, Jazz. Take care of yourself- She said goodbye and I hanged up the phone.

I spent some time gazing at the beautiful garden I hadn't paid attention before. I was focused looking at everywhere when I heard some steps behind me. I turned around and…

"Oh my God! Jasper, you hit your head so hard that now you are on heaven" I thought when I saw the owner of those steps.