A\N: This story is Rated- M for mature themes and adult content. You are warned!

P.S. This story will change P.O.V from Jasper, to Bella, and finally, to Edward. There's no particular order in that. For now, let's start with Jasper (: And yes, it is an EdwardxBellaxJasper story. Let's explore a bit with this trio, yeah?

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine. They all belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Chapter 1

*~We Were There~*

Jasper's P.O.V

When I was a sixteen years old, I only ever cared about one person. I didn't care about making new friends, and I didn't care about being in a serious relationship. I felt like I didn't need any of that, as long as Alice was there with me.

But then I met them.

Everything changed after that.

Everyone was talking about him before he even arrived to Forks; already expecting way too much of him, for my taste. But they would, wouldn't they? This kid was the mysterious son of the best doctor in town, Dr. Cullen. Now, when I say he's mysterious it's because he is. Nobody knew anything about this guy: how he looked like, who his mother is – or in this case, was –, or even his name. He was part of the secret life of Dr. Cullen– the life he left in London. When he came to the States, everything was left behind and forgotten.

You may think that's bad parenting, and you're right. But that's because you don't know the whole story.

How do I know this?

My father and Dr. Cullen are really close; they've been friends since they were in middle school. Which is why he drags me to all the social events Carlisle invites us to, and which explains how I know certain things the town's folks don't. Do I say anything about it? Do I clear any rumors that I hear in school regarding his son? No, because quite frankly, I don't care.

"I heard he was kidnapped and was found."

"I heard he killed someone and he's coming here to escape from the police."

"Will Dr. Cullen even recognize him as his son?"

You can understand my eye roll as I pass by the hallways at school. I wonder how the student population will react when they find out the real reason why his kid is coming over to the States, to the small and wet town called Forks. I wondered if their giggles and sighs of Will he be as handsome as his father end if they knew. I guess they will soon enough, because his kid is coming to school next Monday. How do I know this? Exclusive information I heard once upon a time, of course.

Someone grabbed me by the arm suddenly, and if I wasn't at school, I would've reacted to it – maybe I would have punched the shit out of the person because I don't like when people touch me, but I didn't have to do anything like that. Because I knew who it was; the only person allowed to touch me.

"So, I know you know certain things not all of us know." she began. I could feel a smile behind her words. "Give me the details."

I had to laugh. "If you want the goods, you have to pay a price."

Her smile widened. "Oh?"

"You have to kiss me." I whispered in her ear.

She nudged me as she hid her blushing face on my arm. "Come on, come on. I'm serious."

This is Alice. She's practically my only friend in high school. I assume the others will feel hurt if I say that aloud, which is why I don't. You see, the others, as I tend to call them because there are too many names for me to remember, aren't exactly my friends. They are Alice's friends, and that's how I want to keep them.

"You have to guess. I'll give you little hints."

Alice made a face of disapproval and that's when I knew my game was finished before it even started. "Stop. I'm a bit concerned about him."

"But you don't even know him," I said, confusion in my tone. I walked us through the English hallway and into the Science building where Alice had her first class. I noticed how her pace became a little bit slower, but I didn't say anything. I knew she didn't want to get to class. The way she bit her lip and stared at the opened classroom door told me so.

"Having a heart is good, you know." she mumbled, lost in thought. She smiled, then, as she looked at me and said, "Besides, we'll get to know him as soon as he gets here."

I gave her a short nod as we stopped in front of her classroom. She kissed me on the cheek and walked inside, where a blonde boy, who is part of our group, waved at her. I watched as she sat next to him and smiled when she saw me looking at her, hiding her face the moment it became red.

Alice doesn't know this but I know she has a crush on me.

What I didn't know was that the new kid would be mine.