Summary: Jasper Whitlock is a college musician with a complicated life flowing around his feuding dorm mates. When he meets a poor girl who was about to be mugged by a homeless druggie, they started off on the wrong foot. As he continues to see her in his life, their friendship grows and he starts to fall for her unconditionally. AU/AH, OCC.

"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what your gonna get"

-Forest Gump

"Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time," I mouthed as I sat on the couch watching Casablanca in my dorm with a half full bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and three coke cans built up into a pyramid. My life was pretty down into the dumps if there were a scale on interest in my life.

I'll admit that I was free for the rest of my life, but I never pictured it like this. College was easygoing and I lived in a dorm seconds away from the University so I would just walk to each classroom instead of driving like the ones in Los Angles.

Yeah I had some conflicts in my first two years here, but after that, all the complication goes away like food going down a garbage disposal.

The conflicts all started with my roommates. They were two complete different people with no compatible interests. From the moment they saw each other, they both thought they landed in hell. Their names were Edward Masen and Emmett McCarthy.

Edward Masen was nothing I expected. He was gaunt (maybe I'm a little exaggerating) with pale white skin and a coordinating wardrobe. He very shy when we moved into our dorm and hardly spoke a word for nearly two weeks. During the first week of him being my dorm mate, I discovered that he had the weirdest habits like he liked eating breakfast at nine at night and eat dinner at eight in the morning. When he cooked hash browns, he made them all scramble up and used his ketchup to make the hash browns look like a tic-tac-toe board. He liked to talk to himself and stare at the mirror for hours, probably admiring how perfect his body was. He would also just study for hours in his room or play on his keyboard random show tunes from cheesy romantic flicks. When I first heard him play the keyboard, I went into his room and smiled innocently. I complimented his work and from then on, we became best friends. Weird how we became best friends, but I learned life always has interesting stories no matter where they came from or how it happened.

Emmett McCarthy was just the opposite. He had muscles all over the place that always reminded my of the Hulk. He wore jerseys from different football teams everyday with black shorts that go to his knees and smelly sneakers that always stunk up the dorm. He was a ladies man, of course, and always was out at night until two in the morning, stumbling all over the place like a blind mice. He always used the terms, "scored" or "marked my territory" or even worst "placed a flag on every continent" whenever he suggests for Edward and me to find a woman. He never ate anything sweet except an occasional piece of chocolate from See's. He worked out for two hours and came in the dorm smelling like a dumpster everyday except the weekends when he comes home to play sports with his family. When he first moved into the dorm, he had a dirty mouth. He would say, 'what the hell happened with dorm? I thought it would be bigger, not some fucking hotel room with a fucking pull out bed'.

Once Edward got to the point he couldn't stand it, he retorted back to Emmett and well I discovered that Emmett hated to loose. So they fought everyday about the same fight while I remained silent and listened to their ridiculous argument and use of tactics. And the saddest thing was that two years later, they still hate each other.

When the movie was over, I placed the popcorn bowl onto the counter next to the sink with the empty coke cans into the trashcan. Edward came out from his room with gray gym sweats and a clean white shirt on, massaging his temples.

"Hard day?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows. Edward would never wear sweats unless he had a really bad day and wore boxers around the dorm normally. He had a job interview at a coffee shop across the street, hoping to earn some junk change.

"Yeah, the interview went terribly. The boss asked me if I had some experienced and I told him that this would be my first job. I mean how was I supposed to answer that question? I'm the son to a rich man and I never had to work a day in my life. So the boss "excused" me out of his office and said 'next' to the next man up for the interview." His dad was the best doctor in Chicago so his salary was the size of Mount Everest. The one thing Edward and his father had in common was they had pride.

I sighed. "Well man, I bet that probably wasn't the job for you anyway. So what's your next step going to be?"

"Anything I can get I suppose," he shrugged, "I'll just be lucky if I can get a descent job."

"Couldn't your dad lend you some money?"

"I have pride, Jasper. I'm living on my own and I promised my parents that I wouldn't beg for them to lend me money. Besides, I have to learn to get some independence and do things my own way."

I placed my hands up like I was surrendering, stepping back. "Okay, I was just helping you. I could try to get you a job at the smoothie shack next to it."

Our front door was slammed open with Emmett carrying a huge box, looking like he was struggling to keep the box up. He continued to walk slowly and zombie-like to the living room, placing the box onto the coffee table. He sighed with relief, stretching his arms in the air. He looked at us as we continued to stare at him. "What are you bitches looking at?"

I chuckled while Edward continued to glare. He hated when Emmett cussed like a sailor, especially when he used it with no reason behind it.

"You and your box of junk," Edward mumbled, looking unsteady and embarrassed. Emmett just rolled his eyes, laughing hysterically while I looked at my friend with pity. Edward didn't know whom he was messing with and what kind of a man he would be insulting.

"Did you just call my stuff crap?" Emmett joked, acting like he was insulted. "Man Eddie, I thought you were better at comebacks. So Jasper, get this! I was just with a blond that had big—"

"I don't want to hear it" I covered my ears while he just laughed hysterically again, sitting on the couch.

"Ah man, where's your spirit? You need to hit the field before you end up being like the janitor picking up our crap off the ground!" He went to the kitchen to the fridge. He grabbed a coke and opened it immediately. He took a quick sip of it with satisfaction.

"I will Emmett, but for now, I'm having a calorie fest," I smiled, getting another can of coke out of the fridge. Emmett smirked while Edward stood there awkwardly silent, glaring at him like he was an irritating fly.

"While Cinderella is having her calorie fest, what are you going to do Eddie?" Emmett asked him while he remained silent. "Not going to talk to me eh? How about I'll make you talk?"

"Leave me alone, Emmett," he looked like he was trying to control himself, saying his words through his teeth.

"Leave you alone? Why should I? What are you going to do about it? You can't even hurt a fly! I can cut you into halves in three seconds! You know what, since I'm a nice guy, I'll cut you some slack. Don't deny that you weren't the one who dyed my hair white last Friday because I ate your cookie or the time when you hung my underwear like it was the American Flag a year ago. I'll get you tomorrow! For now, I'm going to hit the showers!" he walked away through the hallway to get to the bathroom. I looked over at Edward, seeing that his expression was frightened as a kid in a horror movie. Edward always was scared of him, but he instead of complete frightened like usual, he looked irritated.

"Hey Ed, don't listen to him," I assured him, "he's just a big bully like in elementary school. Well except, of course, he's more mature and I don't think he has the desire to steal your lunch money."

"I don't get why I'm his only target. How doesn't he hate you?" he growled in outraged.

"We came to an understanding. I tutored him last year in Biology remember? I got his grade from a C- to a B+ and since then, he's actually pretty chill around me," I told him, taking a sip of my fizzling coke.

"So I should tutor him in a subject he's failing because he's too lazy to do any of the work?" he looked at me with disbelief and dislike. "You're crazy. I couldn't even tame him in a circus if he were an elephant!"

I laughed, shaking my head. "It took me a miracle to get him to understand. Well, I probably should be heading off to bed. I have to go on a big adventure to the store to get sorts of supplies and I can't sleep in until noon like I have been for three days now."

"Well its summer, what do you expect? And do you think Emmett's right about "playing the field"?"

I shrugged, "I want to take a break from women. Do you remember Maria?"

"How can I not remember Maria? She came to our dorm everyday and beat me to cleaning the kitchen."

I chuckled, "Well ever since she cheated on me with a guy name James, I never seem to notice women the way I did before."

His eyes widened, "Wow. I never thought that women could really change a man's perspective."

"Yeah. What about you, though? I'm sure there's someone for you."

"Nah, I'm like you. I don't need a woman in my life right now. I'm a lone wolf."

I laughed, placing my coke onto the counter. I sighed, "Who needs women anyway. Well, good night."

"Good night."

A/N: Should I continue this? Please let me know :)

I know I already published this, but something happened on the website to this story that wouldn't let readers read the next chapters. Then I tried to publish all the chapters, but then I found that useless. So here's just the first chapters and let me know if you want to read more of this :)