Author's Note: Hey everyone, this is my first fanfiction so PLEASE cut me some slack! I would like to thank MDealsWithIt who let me borrow the amazing Nick, though it will NEVER compare to her Nick! 3 Also, I would like to say that I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING TWILIGHT!

It's all Stephanie Meyer's! 3

Chapter 1

Jasper POV

"Nick! Get over here!" I heard James yell. Nick laughed as he pulled away from the girl he had been making out with.

"Sorry babe, duty calls." Nick grinned and kissed her one last time before running off to James. It was disgusting. Yeah, I was part of the same gang as them and Nick was my best friend, but why would you want to make out with a girl who had been making out with every other guy she came across? I mean seriously.

James was our…leader, if you want to call it that. We were part of a gang called The Dominators. Yeah, it was a lame gang name, but whatever. We were one of the top "gangs" in NYC. I didn't consider us to be a real gang, 'cause we were just a bunch of teens. But James, our leader, he wasn't. He was mid 20's. And he was scary as hell itself. You didn't cross James. If you did, you wouldn't live to see another day. I didn't like being in a gang, but things happen.

I heard gunshots close by, and then sirens started to blare. "Oh shit!" Johnny, James's best friend and right hand, hollered. Sirens meant the police had been called. And sure enough they had.

Officer Liebig, who I'd had several encounters with, got the majority of us. Nick, Johnny, Me, Kale, Damon, and Ricky. James, of course got away…with a few others.

I sat down on the cold bench inside the station and leaned my head against the wall. This fight wasn't near as bad as some others, I escaped with no gun shots or anything, just a cut on my head and a swelled up lip.

Nick sat down next to me, "My old man's gonna kill me."

I rolled my eyes, "Nick, you're worried about your dad killing you when you have a bullet wound in your arm? Nice prioritizing, man."

He laughed, "Yeah well you haven't ever seen him with a belt, now have ya?"

I shook my head and laughed. Nick's dad wasn't really abusive, but if you pissed him off enough, he would threaten anyone with the leather belt he wore around his waist, even his full grown son. I'd known Nick's dad my entire life, he was like a second dad to me. Nick's mom died when he was 12. That was a tough time for both of us.

Officer Liebig finished filling out some papers and then looked at all of us. We were all sitting on that long metal bench. "Boys, you are in a load of trouble, you know that, right?"

Nick smiled innocently, "But Officer, we didn't start it this time, I swear!"

I rolled my eyes and Johnny let out a chuckle and said, "Sir, with all due respect. Why are we the ones in here? It was those damn Avengers who started it."

Liebig tightened his collar, "Well, those damn Avengers," He mocked the way Johnny said it, "didn't get caught, now did they?"

Johnny shook his head, "No sir."

I ran my hand through my hair, "Officer, may I have a word?"

"Go ahead, son."

"Can I call my parents?"

Officer Liebig sighed, "You know where the phone is…"

I smiled, "Thanks."

I stood up and walked over to the phone and then dialed my home phone number, my mother's voice answered, "Hello?"

"Mom?" I leaned against the wall and wrapped the chord around my finger.

"Jasper? Sweetheart?" Her voice was worried and concerned, "Where are you?"

"I'm at the police station, mom…" I said slowly.

"What happened, Jasper? Why are you there?"

"I-I-I got in another fight… I'm sorry mom." I apologized. I guess I was truly sorry. I knew how much it hurt and upset my parents.

I heard her sigh, "Jasper, I'm putting your father on the phone… I will be there soon."

I chewed on the inside of my cheek. I did not want to talk to my dad…

"Jasper Whitlock!" His voice boomed.

Aw crap. "H-h-h-hey dad…"

"Why do you do this to your mother?"

"Nice to talk to you too, dad." I couldn't help but retort.

I knew he had rolled his eyes, "Jasper, I'm being serious. She can't handle it anymore. She's about to snap. If you don't drop this crap then I will get rid of it for you."

I scoffed. Yeah right he could get me out of it! "Sure, sure dad. Well listen, I gotta go… see you soon, love you bye." I hung up on him before he could respond and looked at Officer Liebig. "Mom will be here soon."

He nodded. A few minutes later, mom came walking through the doors. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet. "Officer Liebig, I'm here for both Jasper and Nick."

Nick's eyes widened and then he gave my mom a 'thank you' look. He stood with me and wrapped his arms around my mom. I heard him whisper, "Thank you so so so much, Nichole." My mom was like his mom. He loved her almost as much as I did.

She nodded and then reached over to give me a small hug. She paid the bail money, which was $700 each, and then walked us out to the car.

It wasn't until after we dropped Nick off at his house that she began to talk. "Jasper Michael Whitlock. I am so disappointed in you."

I sank into the leather seat, "I know."

"No, you don't. If you did, you wouldn't have done this to me and your father, again."

I did know. I really did, that's the thing. I knew I was breaking her, and I was sorry. "Mom, I really am sorry… I know I'm hurting you."

"Yes you are, and that is why you are moving."

"Whoa, what? What are you talking about?"

She sighed, "Jasper I talked to your father before I left. You got out of school last week, its summer vacation. And we thought of something. I called the Cullen's, and you will be living with them this summer and your senior year."

"Mom, no!" I loved the Cullen's. They were awesome. Carlisle and Esme were the best. Edward…well never mind him, and Alice? She was…she was, I don't even know. I couldn't explain her. But living with them? In Forks, Washington? I don't think so. It was thousands of miles away, it was tiny, and it was completely isolated.

"Do not argue with me. I love you, and I want what's best for you, and this, this is what's best for you, son." She pulled into our driveway. "You will take a plane there early Saturday morning and will arrive around 8 in the morning. They are already setting up your room. Your father ordered the plane ticket when I left."

"MOM! What the hell? I mean heck! Sorry! Um, why…why do you think this is what's best for me?" I had to calm down. I knew that.

She looked at me sternly as we pulled into the driveway, "Because. If you are there, they will raise you better than I can."

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Jasper, if I raised you they was they raised their children, you wouldn't be in a gang. I wouldn't have to pick you up from the police station every other week, and you wouldn't have almost failed your junior year of high school." My mom spoke softly, and it was obvious she was going to cry.

I opened the front door for her, "Mom, none of that is your fault…."

"Jasper, it doesn't matter. You're going." She stated firmly.

I sighed, "I'm going to bed," and then kissed her cheek, "I love you mom." I didn't bother seeing my dad, because it wouldn't have mattered. I would get the same lecture the next morning anyways.

A/N: I know it's kind of a short chapter but I will have chapter 2 and maybe chapter 3 later tonight or tomorrow! Please, please, PLEASE review! I want honest remarks!