A/N: JPOV this time… oh, and Twilight and all its characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.


I just stood here. All. Fucking. Day.

I much rather be writing music, performing. Not selling music.

Luckily I get to leave this hell hole for a week soon. My half sister Rosalie's getting married to Emmett Cullen. As in Emmett Cullen, the professional football player. Yep, and she's a model.

Seth came from the back carrying a huge box.

"Need help?" I asked him.

"Nope," Seth told me. He set the box down. "All I had to do was get it out of there."

"Oh," I said, turning back to the cash register. It was completely empty. There was a new store opening at the other end of the mall today.

Seth came and stood next to me. "Check this out."

I turned. He was showing me a magazine.

"Maxim?" I asked in confusion.

"There's a really hot girl in here," Seth said, flipping through it.

"If it's my sister, this isn't funny."

"It's not."

Seth finally found the page and held it up to me.

"Are you even allowed to look at this stuff?" I asked Seth, admiring the sexy girl. Seth's only 17.

"Who cares?" Seth asked, also admiring her.

"Your mom?"

Seth shrugged. "I wonder if this girl knows your sister."

"Maybe, what's her name?"

Seth squinted at it. "Alice Brandon."

I shrugged. "Dunno."

"You're lucky you get to leave for California soon."

"Yeah, but then I have to come back."

"You get to meet Emmett and Edward Cullen. I hear they have a hot sister too."

"Uh-huh."

--

When I arrived in California, I saw Rosalie waiting at the airport.

"Hey," I said, walking over.

"Jazz!" she cried, hugging me.

"What's up?" I asked, pulling away.

"I finally told Emmett's sister I was marrying him and she's so pissed at me."

"That sucks."

"Yeah. So, how's the music business?"

"I work at a music store, Rose."

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "No, I meant your music."

"Oh, fine."

When we went outside, all I could see were cameras flashing.

"What the hell?" I asked, shielding my eyes.

"I get stalked," Rosalie told me.

--

"Jasper, I want you to meet the Cullens," Rosalie said, walking in the front door of the house.

"My fiancé, Emmett, his brother Edward, their mother Esme, and their father Carlisle." Rosalie frowned. "Where's Ali?"

"She's running late," Edward said, shrugging.

"Is she with Bella?"

"Yeah, she was going pick Bella up after her classes got out."

Rosalie turned to me. "Bella is Edward's girlfriend."

"I see," I said, nodding.

The door opened behind us. A brunette girl with pale skin clumsily came in.

"This is Bella Swan," Rosalie said, gesturing to the girl.

After Bella, a girl that looked strangely familiar came in. She was incredibly sexy. She was short and thin with green eyes and shoulder length dark hair.

"Omigod, traffic," she said in a soprano voice.

"This is Alice Brandon. She's Emmett's sister and my best friend," Rosalie told me.

Now I knew where I had seen her. That Maxim issue Seth showed me.

"Alice, this is my half brother Jasper Whitlock," Rosalie told Alice.

"Hi, nice to finally meet you. Rose talks about you all the time," Alice told me, shaking my hand. It felt like her hand fit in mine perfectly.

"Not that much," Rosalie said, rolling her eyes.

"Gee, thanks," I said sarcastically.

"You're not that special Jazzy." Rosalie seemed to remember something. "Did you bring your guitar?"

"Duh. I don't go anywhere without my baby."

"You're a musician?" Alice asked, her eyes glowing.

"Yeah, well, aspiring."

"He's really good," Rosalie said.

"Alice has a thing for musicians," Edward explained.

"They're her 'type'," Emmett added.

Alice stuck her tongue out at them.


Sigh, I love Seth Clearwater. He's my favorite werewoof!