DISCLAIMER: Again, I do not own anything Twilight Saga-related. Stephenie Meyer owns them. I wish I own Jasper though. Like most of you wish too.

AN: Hi! Thanks so much to everyone who supports Why Best Things Are Free. You just do not know how you make me happy with every review, story alert, favorites alert, and even author alert.=)

This is a new story. Jasper will be a vampire here. This has been passing through my mind for so long now that I just can't put it off again. Let me know if I can pursue with this one after the first chapter. Though I will not be abandoning my first story. I still have so many things to put in that one. Things are just getting juicier there. I just want to get this idea out of my system for the sake of my sanity.

Thanks!=)


She heard the swing move beside her. She swiftly moved her head to look at the cause of the movement. She swore she saw a shadow before the swing moved. It wasn't a windy night.

Bella's instinct was the one that decided it for her. She hastily stood up from the rusty, iron swing at the big front yard, which is overlooking the street, to go back inside their very big, but old and moldy mansion. She is already having goose bumps and she does not understand why.

Bella took a glance towards the street. It was unusually quiet in their neighborhood. Not even one of their nosy neighbors can be seen on the street, which was strange. It was Friday night. Kids usually flock on the streets to hang around since there aren't too many places of pleasure and stress-reliever in this tiny town. Those kids usually annoy Bella. They love to trespass in their property. Having dares as to whom will get near enough their mansion without being haunted by a ghost. Bella's older half-brother and younger half-brother had taken turns to guarding the property. But since tonight seemed to be quiet, Emmett and Jacob had decided to have a brother bonding time. Meaning a night of porn flicks and video games sucking up the bonding part. Bella on the other hand decided to come out to get some fresh air, taking advantage of the seemingly quiet neighborhood with the absence of the nuisance kids and their meddlesome mothers.

Bella has always disliked a lot of their neighbors since they had first arrived. Most of them had been nosy. She could not blame them though. Three orphans arriving, claiming a very large piece of land with a very big mansion that has been eyed by some locals already--- that surely caused quite a stir and quite some hostile reception.

Minus the irritating neighbors though, Bella had fallen in love with the neighborhood itself. It was quiet in a beautiful way. And it was really breathtaking--- with well-tended lawns and houses that looked like they came from a story book. In fact, their mansion is the only thing that seemed out of place with its paint coming off and with its mythical surroundings.

Bella was still lost in her thoughts when she heard a sound behind her. Like footsteps on air. She shrugged off the uncomfortable feeling of someone watching her. But when the horrible goose bumps at the back of her neck wouldn't go away, she turned back towards the house with abrupt steps.

But something blocked her way. It was fifteen feet away. She should have shouted, but only a puff of air came out from her mouth. She instinctively looked up.

In front of her stood the handsomest man she has ever seen in her entire life.

And he looked dangerous.

Ooooo ----- ooooO

He is tall and lean. Muscular, but not brawny. Very fit. Very pale, white skin covered his body. He wears his hair a little longer than what is average for men-- it goes down to below his ears. It was wavy and honey blonde with streaks of white. His hair gleamed even in the dark. It was mesmerizing.

Bella stood shocked and fascinated.

A growl caused her to return to the present. The man fucking growled, Bella! Get out of here! Now! Her mind was shouting at her, prodding her to make her escape, but she couldn't.

Bella met his eyes and gasped. Black eyes… black eyes looked down on her. She should have been scared by now-- but strangely, she was not. Surprised but not scared.

The guy's ethereal beauty made Bella's woman instinct win, so instead of shouting, she smiled at him. I fucking smiled at probably my killer. Or rapist. Good going, Swan. Freaking brain damage. Emmett is right. She declared quietly. Bella took a deep breath before she spoke.

"Who are you?" she asked quietly, curiosity and fascination still evident in her voice. Bella could not get over his breathtaking beauty no matter how her inner self is warning her.

He didn't answer. She stopped smiling as she saw the changes on his face. There was more hunger in his eyes as he came nearer her. And his white, straight teeth were bared as if he is there to eat her alive.

Fuck, he looks hungry… and I seemed to be the… food? Bella asked herself. So little does she know that it is the truth.

Bella started to back off. The fear was starting to creep in as the guy continued to walk slowly towards her. "W-what are you doing? Who are you?" Bella managed to blurt out before she covered herself with her hands instinctively as he came nearer. "What the--- hey… back off or I'll shout… Hey… I said… w-who are you? What do you want? I'm not fucking rich! I don't have money with me. Hey… I'm still a fucking virgin you won't enjoy me… hey!" She is truly getting nervous now.

But again, he did not answer her as if he did not hear her. Instead he continued to lessen the distance between them --- through small but sure strides. Bella knew that she can never escape whatever happens. The look in his eyes confirmed her suspicions. And her feet were not cooperating. It was as if her feet were suddenly bound to their spot.

Fuck. Bella thought. I'm going to die. I just know it. At least I'll not die a virgin and… he is quite hot. She tried to console herself. He was almost in front of her now. Bella felt nauseous. She swore she saw very sharp, white teeth among the straight ones and a very deep—almost animalistic hunger in his eyes.

Who is this man?! Bella is losing reasoning already. She jumped when he grasped her shoulders hardly… his fingernails boring onto her shoulders.

Bella cringed.

Out of impulse, she slapped him.

Ooooo ----- ooooO

Crack!

"Fucking ouch!" Bella's hand, which found its way to the guy's cheek, was swollen and seemed to be broken.

But at least that seemed to wake the guy from his senses. Bella was glaring at him, while softly and carefully cradling her hand with the other. Embarrassment was evident on the guy's pale face even though there was no trace of a blush. Bella stopped glaring and started gaping. The guy looked… calmer now.

He met her eyes. Bella blushed.

"I--- I'm sorry..." he had said, apologetic, abruptly looking away and swallowing constantly. His voice was a deep, cold one with an accent that made Bella shiver. He pushed a few locks off his eyes, revealing his whole face.

Bella was caught by that gesture, all fear suddenly forgotten. T-that was… such a very sexy gesture. Oh crap… did I just say that? Bella, he almost killed you or whatever it was that he was about to do.

Well… he could have raped me? Shucks! But will it be rape if I was willing?

You are fucking crazy.

I am. But he is so damn beautiful. Look at that sexy hair and… fuck… those lips, the jaw, I so swear he has dimples!

Shut up! You don't even know who he is! But still--- oh God, the abs… I'm sure it's six pack under that fit shirt.

Jerk.

Bella controlled her inner ramblings as she took another deep breath. Curiosity swallowed any other things she is feeling at the moment. Except for the attraction she felt towards the dangerous guy.

"Who are you?" she asked with a trace of wonder in her voice. The guy looked at her abruptly as if surprised by the sound of her voice. He gazed at her for about a minute before answering with his deep, cold voice.

"I am Jasper. I am your vampire, Bella." He declared calmly.

And then everything blacked out on Bella.


AN: Sorry. I'm a cathartic person so I just have to post this. This is a Jasper and Bella story. So once again, if you do not like the pairing, just please do not read? To avoid both negative feelings on our parts. Thanks. And please tell me what you think!