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BPOV

"Wake up you slug. I'm hungry woman!" I heard Jasper say as he bounded into my room.

"Ughhh…go away Jazz." I moaned.

All of the sudden the bed dipped and my blanket was torn from me.

"Up! We've got to go get our things for school darlin'. You're a chick, you should love shopping. Act normal!" he chuckled.

I stretched while glaring at him."You're an ass. Really. I will get up but I'm not cooking, we can just get something in Port Angeles."

"But that's so long to wait.." he whined while flopping down on the bed beside me.

"Get out of my way so I can get up you idiot." Yeah, we had a great friendship.

We'd been friends for about 5 years now. Jasper had moved here from Texas a year after I moved here from Arizona and we kind of just bonded over being relatively new to such a small town. As you can probably guess being new in a town with less then 3200 people in it.

We also had some things in common, or at least every now and then it seemed so. Our friendship was pretty casual. We hung out a lot. I didn't really get a long with the girls at our school. They were all bitches. And for the most part Jasper agreed.

"Oh you know you'd love to keep me in your bed." He purred as he winked.

"Sure. I'm game." I said.

"Really sugar?" he said looking at me with faux puppy dog eyes.

"Yeah, you can stay here as long as you'd like if you let me go back to sleep. " I said while turning away from him and curling into a ball around my pillow.

"Oh no you don't. I want to get this shit over with, cause if I don't my mom is going to do it for me and I don't want to wear any god damn sweater vest so get your skinny ass up now Miss Swan." He said sternly while grabbing me around my middle and practically tossing me over himself onto the floor.

Naturally I lost my footing when he tried to set me down and I fell on my ass.

"Son of a bitch!" I screamed while getting up and rubbing my ass.

"Oh shit I'm sorry Bells" He said while reached out to rub my right ass cheek.

"Get away you ass."

"So cranky.." he murmured while laying back down on my bed.

"Whatevsies Whitlock, I took a shower last night so I'm going to go ahead and get dressed. Turn over." I motioned with my hands for him to roll over to face the other way.

He knew me well enough to not fuck with me on that command. I would've kicked him out but we'd been through this too many times. He knew that I would fall back asleep if he left the room.

I went to my dresser and pulled out a bra and some panties and then padded over to my closet and grabbed a pair of cut off shorts and a tee shirt.

I quickly got dressed and grabbed my flip flops and went to go brush my teeth.

Once I was done I went back into my room to find Jasper on the verge of sleep still facing the wall.

I traced my finger over the shell of his ear a couple times."No." he said.

I did it again and he made a motion to smack my hand away.

"Get up Jaaaasssssppppperrr." I whispered in his ear.

He slowly turned over to look at me. "That was kinda hot." He said sleepily.

"You know me. I'm out to seduce men who are already in my bed, over and over again." I said while walking out of my room.

"That's not funny." He said while following me down the stairs.

"Why? Is it because you were laying where so many have laid before you?" I joked.

He knew full well that I'd never had sex, let alone in my bed.

"Eww. Don't joke about shit like that. You're pure." He said while opening the door to his truck for me to climb in.

Sensing that this was making him uncomfortable I decided to run with it.

Once he climbed in the drivers seat I looked over at him and said "Well, what's your definition of pure?"

"What?" he said while looking at me like I'd just insulted his mother.

The giggles came over me and forced tears out of my eyes while I leaned over.

"Yeah, still not funny." He said while starting the car.

Once we got to Port Angeles we went to McDonalds and grabbed some breakfast.

After we ate I asked him what his plan was for this excursion was.

"Check it dollface. I need some new jeans, and maybe a couple t shirts. I am thinking of getting a new backpack and maybe a new set of headphones. So I won't really have to go many places. What about you?" he said.

I envied his wealth. His parents were really well off and made good enough money that he could get away with buying about 5 times that much before they blinked.

"Eh, I am thinking new jeans for sure. A couple new tops, you know something cute. Maybe a pair of boots. I really want a pair of boots.." I mused.

"Oh." He said.

"What?" I asked

"Nothing, I think boots are a good idea. Do you know what type you want?" he asked with a little more enthusiasm then his "Oh" comment.

"Hm, not sure. I don't want hooker boots or anything like that. I was thinking those boots with the rounded toes, ya know the ones that kinda make you look like you have baked potato feet?"

"Oh yeah, the Robinhood boots?" he asked while lifting one eyebrow.

"Yeah, those. But I'm not sure. I did see one pair that are kina motorcycle ones that I though were cute…wait. Why in the fuck are we talking about shoes Jasper?" I asked.

"Hey, I just was curious." He said as he got up. "Come on let's go."

About an hour and a half later we both had gotten most of what we were aiming for. We stopped by a record shop and I browsed while Jasper picked out a new pair of ear buds that he insisted I try once we got out of the store.

We split ways for a little while and I took advantage of that time to go to Victorias Secret to grab a new bra. I even treated myself to a few new pairs of cute boyshorts and thongs.

When I left there I found a decent sized shoe store to look around in. After about 20 minutes of debating I narrowed it down to two pairs that I would need to choose from.

The first were a pair of grey suedish kinda slouchy "Robinhood" boots. The second were a pair of worn black cowboy style boots that had just a little bit of slouch to them.

I tried the grey ones on and looked in the mirror. They were for sure cute..

Now on to the next …. I told myself.

Once I had the cowboy boots on I looked up and saw Jasper heading into the store.

Gotta make a choice, don't wanna force him to wait while I try on shoes..

After turning in the mirror once I decided that I was 100% sure that the worn black cowboy boots would be the ones.

Right as I came to this decision Jasper came around the corner and smiled when he noticed me.

"Hey, you done yet?" he asked.

"Yeah, I just made up my mind! I'm gonna go with these." I said pointing down to my feet and wiggling my legs.

"Those are very nice." He said quietly as he say down on the little carpeted bench in front of me.

"I thought so. The other ones are cute too but I think these will go with more stuff. I think their kinda hott too." I giggled.

"Yeah I agree. They make your legs look very, uh, nice." He said while staring at my legs.

Alright, well he likes the boots I guess..

Once we were back in the car we discussed driving to school. Jasper lived a little further away from school, past me so we decided that he may come by and pick me up pretty often before school. The stipulation was that I would have to make breakfast pretty frequently.

"We're talking egg, bacon, toast and juice, Jasper. I'm not making anything like Belgium waffles." I said as I wiggled my finger at him.

"Mmm.. Maybe every now and then?" he said as he begged me with his big green puppy dog eyes.

"We'll see." I said crossing my arms under my chest.

"Mmf." I heard.

"Huh? You say something loser?" I asked him.

"Nope." He said popping the P.