Glancing out the window, my suspicions were confirmed. Rain. Though it was only three AM I knew today would be perfect. I would be able to waltz outside freely and just be myself. Turning away from the window I acknowledged the presence in my doorway.
"Is tonight the night?" She queried.
I nodded as she gestured her head towards the doorway, her blond curls bouncing from the slight movement. Moving towards the front door, I observed her appearance, full golden eyes were scanning me over as if to inspect my outfit. She wore her skin tight denim blue jeans, open-toed silver heels, a dark gray shirt adorned with buttons, all completed with a soft white scarf. My eyes, however, were drawn to the family crest she wore around her neck. After a few seconds I broke my vision from the crest back up to her face, she was giving me an approving smile. So she was inspecting my outfit.
"Are you driving?" I questioned curiously.
Grabbing the keys she walked out the door. "If you want me to."
"Please I don't know the way."
Another smile. "Okay," she replied, digging in her pocket for her ringing cell phone and promptly answered.
"Hello?" She slid into the leather seat of her BMW shutting the door with a rather loud slam, I did the same on the passenger side, both of us were buckling in. "Oh, hey Carlisle… yeah we're on our way now… okay, sure… alright… Love you too… bye."
Her phone shut with a sharp snap as she tossed it carelessly into the side holder of the door with a look at me, agitation showing clearly in her gold irises.
"We have to go pick up balloons and streamers. Esme and Alice's orders," she abruptly said. Love was now radiating off of her, she must be thinking about my brother, Emmett.
Within minutes we arrived at the party shop in Forks. Seeing that Rosalie was about to unfasten her seatbelt, I intervened, "Rose, stay here. I'll go get it."
"Alright, Jasper, black and white," with another smile she handed me the money. Nodding, I unbuckled and got out of the car.
Walking into the shop, the door ringing to notify employees of customers, I immediately saw where the balloons and streamers were. I quickly grabbed a few bags of each then hurried over to the cashier, paying him. On the way out, I faintly heard the door ring again. Climbing back in, I handed Rosalie her change before tossing my recent purchase in the back seat.
With only the speed that a Cullen has, we arrived at the rented club soon after, the outside itself was decorated extravagantly. A little over done, but that's my Alice.
A fowl stench reached our noses as we got out. "Werewolf," I muttered.
"What are they doing here?" Rosalie inquired.
I didn't answer.
Emerging from the tree line came Jacob dressed casually for this formal party. My lips pulled back slightly over my teeth, a feral growl emitting from my throat. To my left I could hear Rosalie do the same.