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Chapter 1: Make a Wish

I'll be here by the ocean,

Just waiting for proof,

That there's sunsets in silhouette dreams.

As my sandcastles fall,

Like the ashes of cigarettes,

And every wave drags me to sea;

I could stand here for hours,

Just to ask God the question

"Is everyone here make-believe?"

With a tear in his voice,

He says "son that's the question."

Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?

-You be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, I'll be the wings that keep your heart in the cloud by: Mayday Parade (A.N: For those of you who aren't familiar with Mayday Parade, listen to them, they're great; And, yes, that's the title of the song… anyway, carry on.)

It was the 13th of September, just 8 days after Jasper Hale's 25th birthday, the worst day of his life. On that day, he overheard the conversation that his sister and his best friend's girlfriend were having on the phone that his mother was gonna pay him a surprise visit. He was excited to see his beloved mother.

His day, which started great, ended up to be the most tragic day of his existence. He got a call from his hometown's police chief, Charlie Swan, offering his condolences as he told him the news that his mother died in a car accident. Her car collided with a young man's car. "Riley" was going to Forks while Charlotte was on her way to Seattle. Both of them died.

Jasper was at the office at that time. Jessica, Jasper's nosy secretary, noticed when Jasper dropped the phone on his desk unto the floor as she noticed Jasper's every move. She studied Jasper's face for a while and picked up the phone, "Hello?" Jasper heard the words but did not comprehend them well. His mind went blank the minute he heard the words 'mother' and 'died' in the same sentence. He heard a faint-or at least faint to his ears-gasp from his companion and concluded that Charlie probably asked Jessica why he wasn't responding. "Are you okay?" she asked as soon as she hung up the phone. Jasper was really pissed. He didn't need a nosy, talkative secretary for comfort right now; he needed Vera. And besides, who in the right mind would ask a person if he or she was okay when that person was obviously not? Of course Jasper wouldn't call Jessica a person in the right mind. He was regretting that he didn't fir her when someone was applying for a job as his secretary.

Thankfully, Angela, Jasper's co-worker noticed Jessica's hands waving in front of Jasper's expressionless face. She cleared her throat and Jessica stood up. She asked what happened from Jessica. "I don't really think it's my business to tell" Jessica replied.

"There are a lot of businesses in this office that is not yours to intrude upon or tell anyone about, but you still do, don't you?" Angela pointed out.

Jessica gave up and told Angela what she had heard from Charlie. Angela told Jasper to go home. She said that she would just tell their boss that Jasper had to leave early.

He drove from his office to his apartment while keeping the same lifeless expression that his co-workers saw when he passed by them on his way to exit the building.

When he got home, he found a folded piece of paper on his dining table with his name written on it. It was from Vera, his childhood friend, first love, high school sweetheart and current live-in girlfriend. Vera wrote to Jasper that she wanted to break up with him. She fell out of love for him a long time ago but was just too chicken to hurt his feelings. She also confessed to him that she was engaged to a man named Royce King, a very familiar name to Jasper. She wrote in the letter that what she simply wanted from him was a ring. She felt that Jasper didn't want to commit to her even after the many years that they've been together. What made this situation even more fucked up was that Jasper was planning to propose to Vera on that very day.

After reading Vera's letter, he just…lost it. He didn't know what to do anymore. He just lost two of the most important women in his life.

He got on his car and drove. Somehow, his body carried him to Forks-his hometown. He didn't know why he stayed there. All of the bad things that happened to him on that day started at Forks. This is where his mother lived. This was also where he had met, befriended, and fell in love with Vera.

He stayed there for the remaining day, not uttering a single word, letting tears escape from his eyes while drowning himself in alcohol. He remained there for the next 6 days-no personal communications from anyone. He barely ate, and when he did, he ended up vomiting what little food he got in his system.

On the 8th day, Jasper drove to La Push, a beach just a few minutes' drive away from his house. He drove to the beach because he knew that it would be peaceful there. No one he knew will try to get him back on his feet. He was just sitting there, gazing at the stars-trying to get lost in them, like he usually was when he would do this.

Jasper has never been the type of guy who drinks whenever he has a problem, not that he didn't drink because he does; he just didn't do it out of misery. He also wasn't the type of guy who cried. No matter how bad the situation was, he never cried or got drunk. But not today, or the past seven days.

He was just planning on ways to end his miserable life when he was disturbed by a startling movement beside him. "Can you hear them?" a high-pitched but still melodic voice came from the girl beside him. He studied her for a moment. She had pale white skin, short, spiky hair, looked too short for her age, and had a dark shade of brown eyes.

"Well?" the girl was still looking at him, waiting for an answer. Jasper, realizing that he hadn't answered nor remembered the question, gave her a confused look.

"The stars. Can you hear them?" not waiting for an answer, the girl continued, "My brother told me that when you miss a special someone who already passed away, just look at the stars at night. One of them is the person you miss. He said you'll just know when you find the star. You'll feel some sort of connection with it, and then you can talk to them. My brother said that he often hears grandmas' voice, and that sometimes grandma even sings her favorite lullaby to him" Jasper noted the sadness in her voice as she spoke of her brother; perhaps she missed him, he thought, " that's why I was asking you if you could hear them, cause I can't" she pouted.

For some unknown reason, Jasper didn't tell the girl to leave him alone like he told anyone who tried to talk him. He only answered calls when he was sick of the vibrating sounds from his phone, but he never talked to any of his caller; he just told them to stop calling. No one could call him now, though. He threw his phone out of the window because Rosalie, his sister, wouldn't stop calling.

Rose was just worried about her baby brother. She knew how close Jasper was to Charlotte, their mother. She used to tease him 'mamma's boy' every chance she got. That was what she called Jasper's…err…their mother-Charlotte. She never used her mom's first name in front of her mom. She believed that her mother didn't love her. She said that Charlotte was always flaunting in front of her face that Jasper was her favorite. When she was young, she reasoned with herself that Jasper always got attention from Charlotte because he was younger and needed more care than she does; but as she grew, she came up with the conclusion that Charlotte didn't love her as much as Jasper. She also believed this because her mother always told her that she reminded her so much of her father, the man (or in her words, bastard), whom she remembers nothing of, who left them for a young, leggy slut when Jasper was just four.

Rose wanted to loathe her brother, but she just…couldn't. Because it wasn't his fault that Charlotte showed favoritism. And he was the perfect little brother anyone could ever ask for. He was always there for her any time she needed someone. She couldn't find it in herself t hate Jasper even for just a little bit. She also wanted to be there for him but had the wrong way of showing it-call and call and call until he picks up.

Emmet, Rosalie's fiancé, also tried to call Jasper before Jasper threw his phone. He never really expected an answer, so he wasn't surprised when Jasper immediately told him to "fuck off" before he could say a word. He treated Jasper like a little brother, even before he asked Rosalie to marry him.

His flashbacks were interrupted by a gasp that escaped the girl's lips. "Look! Look! Over there!" Jasper turned his eyes from the ground to the direction where the girl was pointing, "That's my star! My mom!" she added with glee. "I found her!"

Jasper found nothing special or out of the ordinary about the star, but he still smiled at her. It was the first time that he smiled throughout the week. Something in him just wanted to do it so that the girl won't be disappointed. Another gasp broke from the mysterious girl's lips, "Did you see that?" she asked, her voice colored with disbelief. Jasper diverted his gaze from the girl and again looked to where she pointed. He looked back to the girl and gave her a confused look as he saw nothing out of the ordinary, again.

"Arrghh! You missed it! It was a shooting star!"

Jasper just chuckled at her childish behavior. She glared at him. He wanted to burst into a huge fit of laughter at her adorable, kitten-like glare but instead settled into giving her an apologetic smile, which he knew most ladies found charming. The girl was obviously not immune to his charisma and, therefore, softened her features and banished her glare.

"Never mind" she pouted. "I know, I know! Let's make a wish! Come on, close your eyes!" Jasper chuckled at her impatience, she was just so adorable. Adorable? He was surprised to where his thoughts were leading. First he was laughing with (or at) her like they were old friends and, now, he thought she was adorable? He wasn't sure what confused him- the fact that he had never found anyone else who was adorable ever since Vera and him started going out (and yet here he was, chuckling at the adorable girl beside him) ; or the fact that this thought didn't even bother him. Before his thought could dwell on a little longer, he put it in the back of his mind and obeyed the girl.

"Starlight, star bright, the first star-"The girl stopped abruptly and again glared at Jasper who couldn't hold his roaring laughter anymore. Jasper just couldn't believe that the girl still wished on a star and said those lines. Jasper, being the gentleman that he is, composed himself. He gave her another apologetic smile, drew a halo over his head, and closed eyes without removing the smile plastered on his face.

"Starlight, star bright; the first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight."

Jasper, who was chuckling internally at the silly girl beside him, made his wish even though he felt that it was ridiculous.

Author's Note:

So….

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I was supposed to write an ExB fanfic but I thought the characters in my story suited AxJ better.

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Acknowledgements to my awesome sister: Danielle Wright (link to her profile: .net/u/2250692/ ). Thank you for providing me with the ideas and inspiring me to write this story; you rock sis!