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Chapter 1: What A Wonderful Maker

BPOV

When we got in the car, I told my mom to swing by Jasper's to pick him up cause I really needed the support. Of course, he didn't agree to this trip easily. I had to beg…and promise a blowjob after - hey, whatever works, right?

"Jasper is coming! That is wonderful Bella! We need to spread God's word and love to as many people as we can. He is already answering prayers." My mother once again exclaimed in a cheerful voice.

"Well he hasn't answered my prayers," I mumbled. I didn't think I said it loud enough for her to hear, but of course she did.

She answered me back with a sympathetic tone. "Oh baby, of course he answers your prayers. You just don't always get the answers you are looking for." I guess she had a point. If there was a God, would he really answer my prayer to go back to the good ole' days of sin? I didn't think so either.

A couple of minutes later, we pulled into Jaspers driveway. His family lived in one of the less fortunate parts of town. It was all very hick town on his side of the tracks. He only lives with his dad, who for all intents and purposes is a pill-popping drunk. Jasper's mom, on the other hand, just packed up and left one day. She never called or visited Jasper after. He doesn't really remember anything about her. He was only three years old when she decided to leave.

His dad though, well he is really creepy, which is why I never go inside the house unless I can't avoid it. He has a hazardous job. He cuts woods at the local lumberyard. It is a very repetitive job and it's easy to get lost in your thoughts. That is how he lost his two fingers, and got addicted to pain killers. He never gets violent though. Therefore, in the words of Renee, we can thank God for that. Jasper just sucks it up as best he can. Once we became friends, Renee and I took better care of him. He is always welcome for dinner, and the couch is always available if he needs a place to crash.

As Phil honked the horn, Jasper came jogging out towards the car. And if I may say, he looked completely hot today. He was wearing a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and over it was a grey vest. He was also wearing my favorite dark jeans, which made his ass totally look good. And of course, he had his signature cowboy boots on. He opened the back door and gave me a crooked smile. I smiled innocently back at him to thank him for enduring the torture of going to the church with me.

My mother began to speak once again as Jasper got into the car. "Jasper I am so glad you are coming with us to hear the word." Phil just rolled his eyes as he heard what Renee said. Phil just went along for the ride. He didn't find it worth the time or effort to fight Renee over her new phase. It's easier to go with the flow when her mind is set.

"Renee, B, here wouldn't let me miss it," Jasper responded giving me a playful nudge. "She owes me for this," he added, wiggling an eyebrow at me.

Part of me wanted to say, "Yea mom, I had to promise Jasper fellatio in order for him to agree to this torture," but I chose to ignore this. The last thing I needed was a talk about saving myself for marriage. That talk was already a year too late for me. But heck, I hear there are born again virgins, not that I had any interest in becoming one. I enjoyed "O" way too much, to wait for God knows how long till I got married. Then what if he sucked? I would be stuck with bad sex or a fast divorce. I would like to test drive before I buy.

Renee continued to talk about Jesus' mercy, love, and forgiveness while Japer nodded and "hmmm-ed" along with her, making her feel like she was being a good Christian by spreading the word. She rambled on about what a wonderful maker he was, and how majestic his love is. How he made the world and saw that it was good, sending his only son to save us from darkness and despair. At one point, I actually thought Jasper might invite Jesus into his heart.

As I am waiting to reach our destination, I leaned my head up against the window while Jasper rubbed calming circles on my knee. We always showed a lot of affection towards each other. I'm sure we looked like the perfect couple to outsiders. He would hold my hand, kiss my forehead, and put his arms around me. We were the perfect couple, in a best friend type of way. He really knows how to calm my nerves, and I really know how to get him to let loose.

It was easy with Jasper. I had no desire of becoming some teenage boy's girlfriend. I fucking hate it when I see bitches like Jessica Stanley, following their "boyfriend of the week" around like some lost puppy. It is as if they can't fend for themselves or be their own person without some hormonal dip shit trying to get into their pants. With Jasper, I don't have to worry about all the politics that go along with high school relationships, and I get all the benefits. I know he would do anything for me, I know he would never screw me over, or talk about us in the locker room to impress his "boys". Jasper was very protective of me.

When I walked into school my sophomore year, I got caught up in so much high school gossip after I started dating James. James was a senior, and he told the whole school that he pretty much took my virginity. Well, thank God for Jasper.

Jasper is popular, by default. He is the best point guard that Winchester High School has ever had. They are undefeated, and it is a pretty sure shot that they will win state. Since Jasper is like some "Basketball God," people don't fuck with him. They pretty much kiss his white ass. When Jasper took me under his wing, he told everyone to shut the fuck up about me. They listened, of course. They know better than to mess with anything that Jasper cares about. Everyone just wants to be around him so they can be with the "hot shot b-ball star."

But I'm not the only one benefiting from our relationship. I help Jasper too. I also help him with all the skanks that try to sink their teeth into him. He isn't interested in screwing the basketball groupies. I can be a bitch. Shit, I am a bitch. So I fight the hoes off with a stick. Now Jasper hardly has to bother with those sluts. They know better. The only time it occurs is at parties and they are drunk. Drunk Bella plus drunk sluts equal to a BBD, a Bella beat down. You would think they would learn by now, but they are dumb.

Jasper is relying on basketball to get him out of this shit town. He needs a scholarship to accomplish this cause his dad pisses all his money away on drugs and boozes. His first choice is Duke, and maybe my mom can pray for that for him. Cause if anyone deserves a scholarship to Duke - it is Jasper fucking Hale.

As we pulled into the parking lot of Fountain City Church, I let out an exaggerated sigh. I turned to Jasper and said "F M L." He squeezed my knee before reaching for the handle of the door and exiting the car. I opened my car door hesitantly and stepped out, prepared to be bored to death. Jasper took my hand and dragged me forward towards the doors I had been dreading all week.

"Come on B, it won't be THAT bad. You can handle this," he said. One of the things I love most about Jasper is that he always knows the right things to say to calm my nerves. Well, usually anyway.

"Jasper, I don't WANT to handle this. I want to go home and sleep. I want to go back to last night before I had to be home at midnight and get trashed. I want Renee to stop jumping on fucking band wagons." I knew I sounded nuts saying all those things at once. I wasn't even sure if Jasper understood all of them. I tend to ramble a lot when I'm scared or in a panic mode.

"Hey! Watch your tongue child! We are about to enter the house of God." He yelled as he impersonated Renee's words and actions. I couldn't help but laugh over what he did. I was really grateful that he was here with me. Jasper's sarcasm always puts a smile on my face.

A man in a suit held the door and greeted us as we entered the sacred place. It was huge. It was nothing like I expected. The place was decorated in warm colors and very modern. There were all types of people. Old, young, dressed up, dressed down. My outfit didn't make me stand out at all actually. The space was open and there was even a café with pastry's, muffins, Orange Juice and Coffee. I peeked into the sanctuary and it was so far off from what I had pictured. There were no pews, and it was all seats. There was a massive stage with a huge projection screen. The stage had guitars, drums, and no room whatsoever for a choir. Did I mention I hate choirs? There were even three stations set up with video cameras, as if this shit would be broadcasted on TV. Little did I know - it was.

As I was examining the church and taking in my surrondings, I heard Jasper mumble in my ear. "Bella, I didn't get a chance to eat anything. Let's go get some shit to eat."

"Ok," I told Jasper as he pulled me out of the sanctuary. He draped his arm around my shoulder, and as I looked up at him, he kissed the top of my forehead. I smiled up at him before returning my gaze to the café. That is when I saw him. That the moment I sincerely thanked God that I let Renee drag me to church.

He was beautiful. I swear to God he looked like that tool from Twilight, only fucking happy, with green eyes and the sexiest fucking sex hair I have ever seen. He caught me staring and flashed me his huge smile, which seriously made me blush. I have not blushed since I lost my virginity. And to think that this God only smiled at me, and he already made me blush. He started to approach Jasper and I. As he got closer, I felt myself getting hot, and my palms getting clammy. I have never reacted this way over boys before. NEVER.

I didn't realize he was already standing right in front of us until I heard him speak. "Hey, I don't think I ever saw the two of you here before." I think my panties may have gotten a bit wet when I actually heard his voice. This man is a walking sex.

"You are right. This is our first ever church trip." Jasper responded.

God, where is my voice? Please dear lord, let me find the words to speak to this sex on legs. I silently prayed.

"Well it's really great to have you here. I'm Edward Cullen. I am the Worship Leader." Edward held out his hand and Jasper shook it first.

Jasper looked at me, knowing I was stunned fucking silent and crushing mad on the worship leader - whatever the fuck that is. Jasper so kindly kept the conversation going while I waited for the Lord to answer my prayer.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Jasper and this is Bella." Jasper pushed me forward closer to Edward as he introduced me to him. I stumbled towards him, and realized that his face was only a few inches away from me when I regained my poise. As I looked back at him again, I couldn't help but be in awe of his looks. All I can say is "Oh. Dear. God." And I thought he looked sexy from where I was previously standing. This guy isn't human at all. How is it possible that a mere mortal can look like that?

I realized that I've remained silent long enough, that I looked like a complete idiotic moron standing in front of him. Ogling him was probably the better term to use for what I was doing. I couldn't help but blush once again, wondering what he must be thinking of me right now. But I knew I had to speak to him sooner or later. And so I mustered up all the guts I had in me and prayed to the lord almighty that I wouldn't mess this up.

I tried to wipe my clammy hand off on my jeans as I extended it to Edward saying, "Um… what the fuck is a worship leader?" After he let go of my hand, I realized I just cursed in church. So much for God answering my prayer. I clasped my hand over my mouth and apologized for my language. Surprisingly, he laughed and told me not to worry about it.

"I am the guy who leads all the songs and sings during the service. I am also the youth group leader, so I wanted to invite you guys to come check it out. We get together every Wednesday night at 7pm. We jam and it's pretty fun. It's here in the church's coffee house." He pointed towards the other end of the building, and lo and behold, there was a coffee house. "If you want I can show you guys around before the service starts? I got like 10 minutes."

"We'd love that" I responded a bit too enthusiastically. Jasper gave me a raised eyebrow look and mouthed "What the Fuck?" I shrugged and pulled Jasper closely behind Edward.

As we entered the coffee house, I noticed many girls, all of whom immediately flocked to Edward. He greeted them all nicely, introducing us to them as he ran his hands through his hair, trying to escape their flirty behavior. Afterward, he showed us the basketball hoops that were by another stage, and a room they used as a game room. It had pool tables and couches. It did actually look like the teens could have fun here, surprisingly. After the tour, we started to walk back to the church.

"So you two go to Winchester High?" Edward asked, directing his question at me.

I bit my lip, trying my best not to blush from his intense gaze, then responded to him, "ah yea, how do you know that?"

He shifted his stare at Jasper as he answered my question. "Jasper - you're the point guard right?"

"Yea, that would be me." Jasper answered. I should have known he followed high school basketball.

"Well I need to go and get ready to set up…Will I see you Wednesday night?" He looked at me sounding hopeful. I'm not sure if I was just seeing or imagining things, but it really looked as if he wanted to see me again.

"Definitely," I answered. Edward gave me that brilliant smile again and told us he looked forward to seeing us then. If he only knew how much I was looking forward to it too.

"B, if you expect me to come here again, I am going to need more than head," Jasper whispered in my ear as we headed back to Renee and Phil to take our seats. This wasn't turning out to be so much torture after all. If I have to come here and stare at Edward, I would do it happily for the rest of my life. I took my seat with a stupid ass grin as I waited for Edward to take the stage.

Thank you Jesus.

Please Review!! Do you know anyone like Renee? I do - she is my mother! LOL!