Twilight: A New World
This story is kinda AU. In this story, when Alice threw Bella a party for her 18th birthday, and she got a papercut on her index finger from the card and Jasper charged at her like a bull, after that whole incident, Jasper left Forks on his own. In which he and Alice broke us, as did Edward and Bella (from guilt). A few month later, nobody had heard from Jasper, and even Alice couldn't get a vision of him, nor could Edward read his thoughts, so the rest of the Cullens left Forks, insearch of Jasper. When a year goes by and none of the Cullens have returned or even sent word, Bella leaves Forks herself, but returns to Phoenix to visit with some old friends.
At a party with her oldest and dearest friend, Bella has a chance meeting on the third anniversary of his departure, Bella's 21st birthday. What could happen when the two remeet...face to face after three long guilt-ridden years?
Chapter One: Bella's POV
It's been over a year since I left Forks...and Charlie. Thankfully, I had the nerve to tell him where I was going and why, though I left out everything that was directly connected to The Cullens...the vampires I considered my second family. I'm sure Charlie suspects it was because of my breakup with Edward, no matter how much I tell him it's not. Truth is, I know I'm the reason Jasper walked away from them, all of them. Looking into Edward's eyes, let alone Alice's would be too painful. So I guess it's a good thing I haven't heard from any of them.
Phoenix is my refuge, the one place I'm sure I'll never see a Cullen in again, and I was pretty lucky to find my old best friend, Michelle, was living in her own apartment and was looking for a roommate, plus she got me a job at the diner her mom manages, so that's a plus too. Maybe I should call her Shelle again, like in the good old days. She's always preferred that over her full given name, much like me preferring to go by Bella instead of Isabella. All of this combined thinking of Shelle and my old life in Forks with the Cullens is making my head hurt. Thank god we're going out to that new club Texan tonight. I can definitely blow off some steam then. It's luck that the club's opening just happens to be the same night as my 21st birthday.
The club, oddly named Texan, is moderately lit. It's like any other club, I guess...though it kinda reminds me of that club from that chick-flick movie I watched with my mom, Save The Last Dance. I sit at our table with some friends while Shelle is dancing with some guy. Before long the others disappear to the dancefloor and I'm all alone for three solid songs. With a shrug I get up, make my way through the crown, wondering if someone decent will care to dance. I get a few offerers, but I decline as they look like the groping type. After making it to the absolute other side of the room, I see a wave of familiarity, golden strawberry-blonde hair. It can't be him, I think to myself. It's been three years, and those locks look just as I remembered. I am a mere three feet away, staring because I'm too chicken to call out to him and he turns to face me. SHIT, I think to myself when my brown eyes lock onto the gaze of Jasper Hale's amber colored eyes, his porcelain white skin looking more perfect than I remembered. "Hello, Bella," I hear him say to me. Why do I feel so weak with my name coming from his lips?