CHAPT:1: Twenty Minutes
Bella (Twenty minutes ago)
Today is awesome. It was one of those stay at home and snuggle up on the couch with a good book kind of days. That's exactly what I was doing. Who cared if it was a perfectly good Saturday that I was wasting? I was completely content, minding my own business at home reading romance novels where I replaced the main characters with me and the man of my dreams.
Jasper Whitlock was a tall, blonde haired, blue eyed, straight up big country, sex god. Not that I knew anything about sex, let alone sex gods. He'd just moved to our little town of Forks, Washington a few months ago, right out of Texas.
I remember the first time I spoke to him, it was the first day he got here.
***Memory Lane***
I laughed a little at the thought that a real cowboy was walking in the halls of Forks High, boots and all, but when I saw him on my way to class, the ground was taken right from underneath my feet. Literally. I managed to trip over air while he was walking past me. Usually moments like that would leave me utterly horrified and embarrassed out of my mind, but at that time, I didn't care, because he stopped and helped me up.
"You okay miss?" his voice was smooth and had that southern twang, just like in the movies.
I just nodded my head. I couldn't say anything, afraid I would say something stupid like "my hero!" in what I'm sure would have been a crappy imitation of a southern belle. Just thinking about embarrassing myself more made my face heat up. I'm sure I resembled a bottle of ketchup right now.
He took my hand, helping me stand up. He was touching me. His hand was warm, a little clammy, but it still felt good. He was talking to me about something, I honestly couldn't tell you what. I just saw his lips moving, those pretty pink lips. Actually, they were a little orange in a way, that was weird, but still cute on him.
I faintly heard him laughing at himself for getting lost trying to find his class. His laugh. I think I had a mental orgasm. He introduced himself and thankfully, my brain decided to start functioning again at this point. Jasper Whitlock. What a name…Whitlock…Isabella Whitlock.
Jasper and Isabella Whitlock. Nice ring to it, don't you think?
I finally got my bearings together and asked what his class was, it was calculus. The exact same class I was supposed to be in, so I generously I offered to escort him there. We talked on the way to class, I noticed he played with his hair when he talked, my friend Edward did the same thing when he was nervous. Edward's hair was a mangled bronze mess, Jasper's was a tumbling mass of blonde curls that bounced when he moved his head.
I had never enjoyed calculus, I personally thought it was a creation of the devil, and I never did well in it. Now that this Wranglers jeans wearing god was going to be in the same room as me, I knew I was never going to be able to pay attention again.
After class I asked if he would want to sit with me and my friends for lunch, he agreed. I think my smile at that point could have gotten me a Colgate endorsement deal and I didn't care that I looked like a total spazz.
Lunch went without a hitch, he was a hit with Edward and Alice, my best friends. They were somewhat involved with each other, even though they never gave themselves a title. I used to be kind of jealous, I never wanted Edward or anything, I just wanted what they obviously didn't know they had. They were crazy over each other, stuck at the hip.
Jasper and Alice hit it off immediately, which was great for me. There was no way I could think of being with a guy that my best friends didn't approve of. They spent the entire lunch break talking. I was so happy. The man that I was sure I was going to marry got along great with my friends.
Of course he still had to meet my sister Rosalie and her boyfriend Emmett, Edward's older brother. They were my everything and if they didn't approve of him, then I knew there was no way in hell that I would be with Jasper. They're opinion overruled Alice and Edward's any day.
***End of Flashback***
Yeah, life was good.
Until about twenty minutes ago.
Twenty minutes ago, I was happily imagining Jasper and I in old Victorian clothes taking a stroll in a park.
Twenty minutes ago, I wasn't contemplating manslaughter.
And twenty minutes ago, Alice Brandon had not been flying through my living room telling me that she was dating MY Jasper Whitlock.
Bella (now)
Alice left faster than I could blink, she gave out her terrible news then bolted. If it weren't for the smell of expensive perform left behind, I would have thought I was dreaming. Or having a nightmare.
I could say nothing. In my head I was playing out at least thirty different ways I could kill her and then hide the body. So far, I was leaning towards beating her with an encyclopedia and feeding her to the wolves on the Quileute Reservation…it could work.
How did this happen? When did it happen?
Alice was just sitting in Edward's lap yesterday while we all watched a movie at his house. How in the hell did this happen?
This was...this was bullshit.
Now that I think about it, I should have never let Jasper meet Alice. That was dangerous, practically all the guys wanted Alice. But it didn't seem like such a big deal. She was so into Edward at that point that I thought she would never notice another guy, let alone one that I brought around. You'd think that since she was one of those peppy, girly types that she would know that a girl doesn't go after another girl's man, especially not your best friend's man! Wasn't that like, girl rule number 1? Ok, so he wasn't technically my man, but I had brought him over with me, which is something I never do because I'm not exactly a social butterfly. That should have been a big enough sign to her saying, 'hey! I like this dude!'. Plus, we were practically on our way to being a couple! We went to the homecoming dance together! I mean, she listened to me gush about him for hours that night!
She already gets everything she wants, now she has to have what I want too?
I think I hate her.
She was a gorgeous, funny, stupid little ballerina who was full of life, and rich and had a fashion sense to kill...and is now dating the guy I had work for months to finally have.
I fucking hate her.
So…this was the first chapter..again, lol. If you read this story before, then you would know that a lot has not changed and probably won't change in these first few chapters, but I can guarantee you all that...shits about to go down this time around. ^_^
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Be gentle with me!
