Summary:Not your typical Edwad leaves in New Moon, Jasper comes back, Bella/Jasper live happily ever after. The Cullens leave in New Moon and Bella is heartbroken, but she makes a new friend who helps her find herself again. The Cullens come back, but maybe Bella doesn't want to be with Edward anymore. Maybe she doesn't know what she wants. Does her friend know? Or maybe Jasper does... (Vampire/human-typical pairings...will be E/B but eventually B/J)

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AN- Hey everyone! This is my second story and my first Jasper/Bella pairing. My first story didn't really work out, but I'm determined with this one. I did make my own character in this story so I hope you like her. The story kind of starts out a bit slow because I'm trying to establish the new friendship. Please bear with me because I have a plan how everything will go(:

I really hope you like it!(:

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I do take some lines directly from the book, but it says when I do.


The rain pattered lightly outside the window as I pretended to study my literature book. I felt someone next to me and heard as the chair scraped against the floor. The person took a seat and I wondered who one earth would sit next to me?

I had barely spoken to anyone since Ed- he left. I was a zombie. I had been totally comatose since that day. I don't even remember what month it was.

"Hello," the person next to me said in a smooth like drawl.

I looked over to see a girl smiling while she opened her math book. The girl had wavy blonde hair and striking blue eyes. Her smile showed two dimples and a set of perfect white teeth. Tan skin told me she wasn't from here- if I hadn't already gotten that from the accent. She seemed like your stereotypical perfect high school cheerleader that everyone wanted to be. Her perfection sickened me.

Until I took a closer look and noticed that she wasn't entirely perfect; she had one tooth that curved slightly to ruin the straightness of them all. It took me back, seeing someone that wasn't all perfection, noticing that there was a flaw in this stranger suddenly made my heart ache for the Cul-them.

"Hi," I said quietly.

The girl said no more; instead she stared intently at the page in front of her. Her forehead creased in concentration and mouth set in a firm line. I looked curiously as she scowled at the book in front of her. What really threw me off was that I was actually curious about what she was doing. I had hardly looked at anyone in so long, let alone pay attention to what they were doing.

"Hey, I'm sorry, but could you read that letter and number to me?" The girl asked, her words drawling out in a southern accent.

When did she move here?

She pointed out what she wanted me to read for her and I read it noticing once again something wasn't perfect about her. Her nails were chewed and the white nail polish was chipping. Again my heart ached, but I ignored it.

"Thanks, Sug." She said, but when I kept staring at her she sighed. "I'm dyslexic, some days I just have a really tough time. Some days I have no trouble at all. It all depends."

Another imperfection?

"Where are you from?" I asked, not commenting on what she just said, but rather the accent she said it in.

She stared at me utterly shocked, but when I showed no recognition of knowledge she answered.

"Texas," she said simply, not losing her shocked expression.

"Was today your first day?"

She laughed. I stared.

"No, I've been here for about two months, Bella."

"Two months," I repeated confused.

"Two months, I started the beginning of October; it's the end of November. You knew that right?"

No.

"Right, what's you name again?" I asked hesitantly.

She laughed again, but stuck out her hand.

"Casey Whitlock, but just so you know, we've already met, Bella."

"We have?"

"Yeah, I've only sat here since my first day and we have lunch and science together."

Way to pay attention, Bella.

"Oh," I responded lamely. Casey just smiled and shook her head making her wavy ringlets of blonde dance on her shoulders. She reminded me of someone, but I just couldn't think who.

Charlie's fist came down on the table. "That's it, Bella! I'm sending you home!

I looked up from my now soggy cereal that I had been pondering rather than eating.

"I am home," I mumbled, confused.

"I mean with Renee, in Jacksonville," he clarified.

"What did I do?" I felt my face crumple. My behavior was acceptable. I didn't miss school, I didn't miss work. I was passing all of my classes. I only very rarely served leftovers.

Charlie was scowling.

"You didn't do anything. That's the problem. You never do anything."

"You want me to get in trouble?"

"Trouble would be better than this… this moping around all the time!"

That stung a bit.

"I am not moping around."

"Wrong word," he grudgingly conceded. "Moping would be better- that would be doing something. You're just lifeless, Bella. I think that's the word I want."

The accusation struck home. I sighed and tried to put some animation into my response. (AN/pg. 94-95, New Moon)

"I'm sorry, Dad."

"I don't want you to apologize."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I want," he paused, watching my reaction, "I want you to be Bella again."

"I am Bella, Dad."

"No, you're not. Not my Bella anyway. You know what I want you to do?"

Oh great.

"What?"

"It's Friday, I want you to go out with your friends tonight."

"Dad-" I started to argue, but ignored me.

"Make some plans for tonight. I have to go work, bye Bells."

He stood up, placed his bowl in the sink, kissed me on the forehead, and walk out the door.

I had to make plans with my friends.

What friends?

At school I asked Angela if she wanted to go see a movie tonight, but she said she had plans with Ben. She was about to cancel when I told her it was fine I would ask someone else. I could tell she felt bad so I smiled slightly and said next time. The look on her face when I smiled was funny and I probably would have laughed if I remembered how.

I would just have to ask Jessica, I thought bitterly as I made my way to study hall. I do not want to hang out with her. I noticed the dirty looks she shot at me repeatedly throughout the day. I can't believe I just started to notice it because if looks could kill…

I had already started on my science when Casey walked in and sat down next to me.

"Hello," she drawled just like yesterday as she got out the same assignment I was working on.

"Hi," I said weakly. She smiled showing off her dimples and her one crooked tooth.

Again I watched as she concentrated deeply on the words in front of her. The crease in her forehead, the firm line her lips were pressed into, and intense gaze all the same. I watched as her bright blue eyes darted across the page repeatedly as she struggled to comprehend.

"Casey," I whispered so the teacher wouldn't hear. She looked up surprised that I was talking.

"What?"

"Do you want to go to Port Angeles with me after school?"

She just looked at me.

"Well?" I asked after a minute of her just staring.

"Sure," she finally said, "on two conditions."

Here we go.

"What are the conditions?"

"One, we take my truck," she looked at me for approval so I nodded my head. "Two, you tell me what happened."

"What happened?" I asked confused.

"What happened to make you act the way you do" She said as if it was obvious, which I suppose it was.

"Deal," I said knowing that I wasn't about to truthfully tell why I acted like this.

Yeah, that would go over well. Well, you see my vampire boyfriend dumped me and then left with his vampire family only after his vampire brother tried to eat me on my birthday. She would probably tell my dad to send me to the loony bin after that.

Casey smiled and went back to concentrating. I wondered vaguely why I asked her to come with me. Then I wondered why she said yes. She didn't know me. It's not like I have ever been Sally Sunshine to her. Who would want to hang out with someone who acted like a zombie? Why was she always so nice to me?

Come to think of it, she was the only one that talked to me. Jessica and Angela had completely given up on me yet this stranger talked to me every day. She smiled at me, greeted me, and treated me just like she seemed to treat everyone else.

"So are we going right after school?" Casey asked turning towards me and slamming her book shut. I jumped slightly at the noise and she smirked.

"Yeah, if that's okay?"

"Sure, do you want me to follow you home?" She asked now putting her book back into her backpack.

"Yeah," I said watching her. She didn't move with unnatural grace I was used to. She moved normally and that wasn't something I was exactly used to.

I was used to grace in every form of movement or in my case clumsiness in every way.

"Are you ready to go?" Casey asked bringing me back.

"Yeah, let's do this."


Well...that's the first chapter.

I really hope you enjoyed it! The second chapter is already written and if you all like I'll publish it tonight or tomorrow. I have a lot of plans for this story and I'm really excited about so I hope everyone liked it.

Please review and let me know what think!

Thanks for reading!(:

-Victoria