A.N: This is my first fanfic so go easy on me. I really don't know how this story will end. I'm gust making it up as I go along. I hope it turns out good! Review please! Characters are slightly OOC.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does. But trust me, if the chance should ever arise I will take it. Muhahaha!!

CHAPTER 1 – Lucky 7

Jpov

"One more number. One more number!!" I shouted from my place in front of the television. I was jumping up and down like some sort of fan girl. Maybe I'm a girl in a guy's body? "C'mon lucky 7!"

Then the TV spoke, "and the last number is……….7!"

What was my number again? I looked at my ticket. OH! "Eeeeeeeeee!" I screamed. Maybe my theory was correct. "Bella, Bella, Bella!!! Get your but down here NOW!"

I heard loud foot steps coming from the stairs quickly "Jasper, I swear on my life I didn't mean to break it. It just slipped. Like a banana! It was mostly Emmett's fault anyway. And….. Wait, why are you smiling?" She asked cocking her head to the side. I bet I had an idiotic grin spread across my face. My cheeks were actually starting to hurt.

"Weeellll, you know the other day when I left you and Emmett here to cook dinner?" She just nodded. "I used the money you said to buy strawberry ice cream on a lottery ticket! Then-"

"MY STRAWBERRY ICE CREAM!?! YOU SAID A HOBO STOLE IT AND RAN AWAY! YOU LIED TO ME!!!" she screamed at me. One thing I've learnt over the years I've known Bella, is never, and I mean NEVER, get between her and her strawberry ice cream.

"Well I'm sure you'll forgive me when I tell you tha-," I tried again, only to be interrupted again.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JASPER WHITLOCK! MY STRAWBERRY ICE CREAM! I thought I could trust you Jasper. BUT THIS IS JUST CROSSING THE LINE!" Usually by this time the neighbours were bursting through the door with a gun, willing to defend whoever was in trouble. By now they're used to this weekly fiasco.

"I'm so sorry Bella. I know you love you ice cream, but there wasn't any tubs left. I went to twelve different stores and none of them had strawberry ice cream. I'm as sad as you are right now," that's usually where I finish my speech, but I had extra news. I could tell she wasn't buying my story anyway, "I'm sure the news I'm about to tell you will make you feel much better."

She put her hands on her hips but let me continue.

"I just won a 'romantic' trip for two to Paris. It's a two week holiday. I, uhh, I was hoping you would come with me if I won. I'm not really romantic with anyone right now and you're my best friend." Bella's frown turned into a smile. She genuinely looked happy for me. That's why I'm friends with her. She's so caring of everyone and even more so of me. When I'm happy, she's happy. When I'm sad, she's sad. It's like we run on the same wave length.

I bent down on one knee and looked up at her through my lashes. "Isabella Marie Swan," I started. She looked down at me with sparkling, hopeful eyes, a grin spread from ear to ear, "will you come to Paris with me?"

Her smile faltered a bit but recovered quickly. I wounder why? I grabbed a burger ring from the bowl I was eating from. I held it up to her from my place on the ground. She giggled a bit and held out her left hand.

"Of course I'll go to Paris with you Jasper Hale Whitlock. Nothing would make me happier."

She threw her head back laughing when I placed the burger ring on her fourth finger. As I stood up she was 'admiring' her new ring. I picked Bella off the ground and spun her around as we both laughed. She had a beautiful laugh.

"Thank you Bella. You've made me the happiest man in the world," I said as I placed her back on the ground. She stumbled around a bit from being twirled around but finally regained her balance.

She laughed, "Okay, okay Jazz. Just ring up the people so we can actually go to this thingy."

I saluted her, and grabbed the phone to go claim my prize. So glad she didn't bring up the strawberry ice cream again.

She then turned around and pranced up the stairs, smiling like a mad man.

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