Disclaimer: The own lots of things...except these characters. I'm just borrowing them for a bit ;) Stephanie Myer owns all...:p
Chapter 1.
An alarm went off somewhere in his clouded brain.
"What the..." Jasper groaned, reaching over to slam the offending alarm clock with his palm.
Why was the alarm set again? It was Saturday, which meant no work, sleep longer.
Finally the stupid thing shut up and he flopped back against his pillow, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He still couldn't remember why he was awake.
He was going through a mental list of things to see if he could remember what he had to do, when his cell buzzed.
"'lo?" he said yawning.
"Have you completely forgotten me?" a shrill voice screamed at him.
"Oh shit. Rosie. I'll be there in ten minutes."
He hung up before she could open her mouth again. That's why the alarm had been set. His sister was coming into town for a visit, and he was supposed to pick her up from the airport.
He'd jumped into a pants and shirt before grabbing his keys and rushing through the door.
Luckily not alot of traffic was on the road so far. Then again it was obscenely early. His sister would be fuming, and she'd rip him a new one along with it.
When he pulled into the pick-up lane at the airport he spotted his sisters golden curls and honked the horn. She turned and glared at him. If looks could kill, he'd be a pile of dust.
"Baby sis," he said getting out to take her suitcases.
"I've been here for an hour Jazz," she said icily.
"I had a long night at work...sorry?"
"So not gonna cut it. Three weirdos hit on me as I was here waiting," she spat.
"Rosalie...and I'm sure you sent them away with their tails tucked firmly between their legs," he said opening the door for her to slid in, after he had secured her things in the back of his truck.
That got a smirk.
"Well of course I did."
That got us laughing.
"I'm sorry baby sis," he said ruffling her curls.
Rosalie rolled her eyes. "Jasper you're older than me by three lousy minutes. Get over it."
"Older is older," he said. "Anyways how're classes going? How's the situation with...what's his name?"
"Royce...and there is none. We broke up. I'm moving on," Rosalie replied tightly.
Jasper spared a glance at his sister. "You know you can tell me all about it, and I'm still up for breaking his knees."
She turned and grinned at him. "I guess having a big brother does have its perks after all."
"Yeah it does. So what are you planning to do for two weeks? Besides shopping."
"Well first off my big brother can start his ass kissing by taking me to breakfast, I'm starved," she said brushing her hair.
Jasper laughed. "Sure thing sis. I know this place that has the best pancakes."