A/N: Hey guys. Let me start by saying thanks for reading this! This is my first attempt at writing a fan fiction, so pretty please read and review! Flames are welcome, I need all the help I can get with my writing. This first chapter is in Jaspers Point of View.

I was sitting in mine and Alice's room, strumming my guitar and singing softly. It was Alice's birthday next week, and I was trying to write a song for her. Key word, trying. I never thought I would see the day when I found something a vampire cant do, but it has arrived.

My door was flung open and Emmett bounded into the room, a massive grin on his face as he flopped down on the massive king sized bed I was currently sitting on.

"Jazz hands! Watcha up to?" He asked.

"Just writing a song for Alice," A small smile spread across my face as I thought of my gorgeous pixie, who was at Bella's house with Edward. He laughed at the expression on my face, then waves of amusement starting radiating of him as he looked at me, grinning.

"What?" I said defensively.

"Jazz, my man, do you realise how gay you sounded just then?" He asked, holding back laughter. I frowned at him, confused.

"Oh, don't mind me. Im just writing a song before I go and have a tea party with all of my fairy friends," He mocked in a ridiculously high voice.

I ignored him and read over the lyrics I had worked out so far. He noticed where my attention was drawn to and grinned evilly as he snatched the paper from my grasp.

"Hey!" I protested.

"I have never felt these feelings that I have for you, they are so true.." He read, an unimpressed look on his face. He just stared at me for a minute, then dropped the paper at my feet before running downstairs.

"Guys, can everybody come down here please? I have an announcement to make," He called. I slowly walked down the stairs, looking at his sly face. He noticed me staring and looked away as the others, minus Alice, Edward and Bella, joined us.

"Everyone, I think I have made an important discovery. Now, no one is to get angry at Jasper, he cant help his feelings. But, I, being the so smart genius that I am, have worked something out that all of you failed to even consider. Jasper, would you come and stand next to me, please?" I made my way over to him, never taking my eyes off his face as I stop just in front of him.

Suddenly, I realise where he is going with this and alarm crosses my features as I try to stop him. But I'm too late.

"Jasper Whitlock Hale is gay!" He blurted out. I slapped my hand to my head as everyone tried to stifle their amusement. That really was a wasted effort, have they forgotten I'm an empath?

"Emmett, this is a massive accusation. Have you got any proof?" Carlisle asked him seriously. Psh, who do you think you are fooling Carlisle, I am an empath.

"Yes! He was writing a song!" He told them earnestly. Rosalie raised her eyebrows at me.

"Wow Jasper! How long has this been going on?" She asked, just to annoy me. My being uncomfortable made her amusement grow.

"Don't tell me you are going along with this too Rosalie," I groaned. She simply grinned.

"Who's the lucky guy?" Edward asked, walking in with a smile on his face.

"Edward! Where's Alice?" I asked him, straining to see my beautiful wife.

"She's staying over at Bella's tonight," He told me, a smirk growing on his face as read my horrified thoughts. If she wasn't here, this could go on all night!

"So Edward, have you been filed in with the conversation?" Rosalie asked him, her smirk growing more pronounced every second.

"Yes, I believe I've got most it," He reassured her, and relief filled me as I realised we wouldn't have to go through the story again.

"I'm going to go upstairs, kids. Call if you need anything," Carlisle said, then headed up the stairs.

"Your on your own, sweetie," Esme told me, smiling softly as she followed Carlisle upstairs.

Great.

"Now Jasper, we want you to know that we don't think any less of you now that we know that you're gay. Hell, we may even understand you better!" Emmett reassured me as Rosalie giggled under her breath.

"Hey! What about Alice?" Rosalie demanded, only suddenly remembering the fact that I had a wife. She gasped.

"Jasper, have you been using her?!" She accused me, anger over powering her amusement.

"What the hell! I'm not gay!" I yelled. Of course I wouldn't use Alice! She's my one reason for living, my only light, my greatest strength, my-

"Jasper, I'm sorry to interrupt your rambling, but its really getting old." Edward told me, reading my thoughts.

Emmett laughed.

"Jazz! Are you gonna bring him home for dinner or what?" He asked me.

"Who?" Now I'm confused.

"The new man in your life, stupid!"

"For crying out loud, Im not gay, I don't have a new man in my life and I defiantly am not cheating on Alice! And no, before who ask, I do not have any handbags hidden under my bed," I informed them.

"Umm, Jazz?" Rosalie asked.

"What?" I said irritated.

"Well, its just that…Jasper, None of us ever said anything about handbags. You got that part all on your own!" Emmett could barely get his sentence out before he burst into laughter. Then all three of my lovely siblings were cracking up laughing.

Emmett was on the floor, slapping it every so often and sending massive vibrations through the house. Edward kept trying to get off the ground but would take one look at my face and fall in a heap again, and Rosalie, Rosalie was lying in the pile of curtains that she had pulled down with her when she fell to the ground, clutching her sides, laughing so hard I kept waiting for tears to start rolling down her face, although I know its impossible. And me? I stood there, a blank look on my face as I waited for their little episode to end, which I knew it would.

After about 10 minutes they all managed to get off the ground and look into my eyes without falling down again, and I waited until this moment to smile evilly at them. I savoured the feeling as I felt all of their amusement and laughter drain out of them, only to be replaced with fear, fear I had nothing to do with.

"My dear siblings, today you are going to learn a very valuable lesson. Never, ever, make an empath mad."

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