A/N: Well I decided to make it kind of a multi-chapter story. Since I had new ideas of adding more additional events to it. So it seems like this isn't going to be a 2 part oneshot. Oh well…don't you guys hate it when things don't go as planned? lol

"Well then we shall not be strangers! I am Jasper the Hatter!" He bowed down, winking then grabbed my hand to leave a kiss on it. "Associates we are. To the party we shall go!"

"Party?" I squeaked out as he pulled me along with him. "But I'm wet!"

"Hurry, hurry! We mustn't be late!" Jasper shouted out as I tripped and stumbled behind him. He turned around to sigh at me, as if he was somehow disappointed. Well it wasn't my fault I was tripping around. He was after all pulling me in great haste. I glared at him then without even asking me, he picked me up bridal style and began running again.

"Hey! Put me down this instant!"

"Nope."

"Ugh, please?"

"Nope."

"Are you going to answer me with a full sentence?" I growled, getting a bit agitated at his one word responses.

"Nope." With a sigh of defeat, I wrapped my arms securely around his neck as we made our way through the forest. His scent then presented itself to me. He smelled like cinnamon and pure guy. I felt every movement of the muscles in his arms and I have to admit, he felt pretty well built underneath all that funky clothing. I glanced around and saw blurs of color all around us. The sound of soft melodies filled the air followed by Jasper's shallow breathing. It was all rather soothing to the soul. But the melodies where quickly drowned by a loud poof sound and the blare of a whistle. It sounded like a train. Are we heading towards a train station?

I looked up ahead and saw an enormous house. It was painted white with yellow and black stripes all over it. What was even freakier about it was that it had about three chimneys that were spurring out colored smoke. One was emitting out pink smoke, the other blue, and the last one was orange. I would have expected a disgusting odor as we got closer to the house, but all I smelt was freshly baked cookies. I felt my tummy rumble from the delicious aroma.

"Is that your house Jasper?" I asked in awe. He stopped to stare up at it, his brows furrowing in thought. I was jolted from the sound of a train whistle again. I looked around but I couldn't pin point where it was coming from. Jasper seemed unaffected though, since he just stood there with me in his arms.

"A house you say? How may that be?" He looked at me with pure curiosity again. "A house is an object with no special meaning. This is my maison of fun." He exclaimed extending his arm forward in enthusiasm.

"Maison?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"It's French."

"For what?"

"House."

"What the hell? That's the same thing!"

"I beg to differ." He scoffed at me. Geeezes this man was crazy in the head. "Anyways, I shall show you around." He winked at me with a very sly grin on his face. He then moved on forward this time instead of running to his maison. He twirled us around in a circle gracefully a couple of times before stopping right at front of his sunflower door. And when I say sunflower, I meant it. His front door was the shape of sunflower. Heck, it even smelled like one! He placed me down on the mat and pulled his flower door open. "Tada!"

I peaked inside and my eyes widened in surprise. The whole house was painted in a deep shade of blue. It had a rather calming effect to it. Attentively, I took a step inside and allowed my eyes to wander around. His furniture looked as if they were normal! His living room consisted of a black leather couch with two matching loveseats beside it. He had a coffee table made out of clear blue glass plus a plasma tv that hung above the fireplace. My jaw dropped open. He was actually a normal person. Go figure. Or maybe it's just a guy thing? Then I remembered the three chimneys outside and this fireplace didn't even have a fire burning at all.

"You only have one chimney?"

"Yes I do." He said pointing at the fireplace I was currently staring at.

"But outside you had three chimneys with smoke pouring out of them." I pointed out.

"And your point is?" He asked while tilting his head again to the side like a curious puppy. Nevermind. He isn't a normal person. I give up, what's the use. I let out a huff of breath and crossed my arms over my chest. The dampness made contact with my skin, making me remember I was still kind of wet. "Well come along, don't want you getting sick on me. A cold is no fun for a warm person." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up the winding staircase. I glanced at the walls lined up with frames and yet no pictures. Just wall covered with a variety of frames.

"Why do you have empty frames hanging all over your wall?" I asked while he continued to keep a hold on my hand on our way up the stairs.

"Why keep pictures of the past, when the future is what that matters."

"But don't you want to preserve the good memories."

"And take out the fun of trying to remember them!" He looked at me incredulously.

"Forget I even asked anything." I came to the conclusion that Jasper was a man full of random emotions. He would be so excited once then flustered the next. He was a walking mood.

On the second floor, the whole house theme took a different turn. Instead of having the deep blue paint covering up the walls, the second floor was covered in light green. Actually, it was more of a green theme. The floor was covered in a moss green carpet and the doors of the rooms down the hallway were painted sea green except for one door at the very end. It was white, as if Jasper had forgotten to finish painting it.

"Come along! We must get you ready for the party!"

"Jasper, is it really necessary for me to attend a party?" Because I was hardly in the mood to meet other weird people in the world of Wonderland.

"Necessary?" He gasped out in shock as if my words surprised him that much. "If we are to be friends then it is a must!"

"You don't need a party for us to be friends." I rolled my eyes at him. Friends, ugh..just friends. Wait, did I want something more than that? My thoughts were interrupted when Jasper bended his knees until our eyes were leveled out. His bright blue eyes seemed to glow in the dimly lighted area. I held in my breath, he was very handsome. Why where everyone in Wonderland so attractive? It made an average girl like me feel plain and boring. Don't get me wrong. Outside of this world, I considered myself cute. I wasn't as beautiful as the models that walk down the catwalk. I was just cute and that's it. But here, I felt kind of like the outsider when in truth I really am. However, it sucks to feel so out of place.

"Don't be so down silly little girl." It was my turn to stare at him in confusion. How did he know I feeling a bit depressed?

My look of confusion made him smile. "I am the empathy of feelings. Your joy is my joy, your sadness is my sadness, your anger is my anger, and your pain is my pain." He said while poking my cheeks with the tip of his index finger. I pouted at him, great someone else who had some sort of ability. His eyes looked down briefly on my pouted lips. And I swear his eyes darkened up a bit. My skin prickled up when I felt his thumb rubbing along my bottom lip. "You're a better pouter than I am." This time he pouted and I laughed. His eyes twinkled up and his pout turned into a smirk. He grabbed my hand with slow gentle care like I was a fragile little thing. He then led me to the white door at the end of the hallway.

"Jasper?"

"Hmmm?"

"What room is that?" I asked, pointing at the white door.

"Why the guest room of course." He answered as if it should have been obvious to me.

"Of course." I mumbled out.

"Ready?" He waited to see me nod my head, and he opened the door to reveal a very white room. The walls where covered with white detailed flowers that looked awfully real. In close examination I let out a gasp.

"These are real flowers!" I poked one particular flower on the wall to feel the soft texture of the petal.

"Well yeah they are." He gave me an amused look. "Why cover innocence with false lies? Pureness is better left as it is, to taint it is a crime."

"Mhmm..right," I nodded my head, pretending to understand everything he was saying. I looked away from the flowers on the wall to admire the bed. It was white as well, a white canopy bed with white sheets, white pillows, and white drapes. If he was trying to get the innocent look into this room, well he succeeded with five gold stars. I turned around to ask Jasper a question, but all I saw was his ass in the air. He was looking in what I would presume was the closet, on his knees while he dug around a white box. I watched in a daze as he wiggled his ass from side to side. He had one heck of a firm ass. I had the greatest urge to just walk up to him and smack that ass of his. I shook my head and disciplined myself. Bad Bella, no smacking Jasper's ass. Oh what the hell! I walked up and lightly smacked his wiggling ass.

Jasper let out a chuckle and glanced up at me over his shoulder. I felt my cheeks warm up as I blushed. What the hell was wrong with me? I opened my mouth to apologize when Jasper let out a loud hoorah.

"Ah the little bugger was hiding away, like a bashful ladybug in a sunny day." He stood up and turned towards me holding up a white dress with a pair of light blue flats. "Change." He ordered. With gentle care I took the dress and shoes from him, waiting for him to leave. I raised an eyebrow at him, as he stood there just looking.

"Uhm, I'm not changing in front of you."

"Why not?"

"Well let me list out the obvious reasons. First of all you're a guy. Second, I don't let people I just met see me naked. Third reason it's just awkward having to undress in front of someone. I feel like stripper."

"Anything that happens in the white room stays in the white room." He proclaimed with a shrug. I couldn't help it but crack a smile. He made this room sound as if we were in Vegas.

"Not happening buddy. Out, shooo...wait for me outside." He pouted at me and stomped out the door like a sullen little boy. Once I heard the click of the door closing, I started shedding of my damp clothes. I glanced down my body and let out a groan. My bra and white boy shorts were damp as well. With a sigh I took them off then pulled on the white dress. I was glad it was made out of cotton, that way my perky little nipples weren't showing out for the world to see. After slipping on the flats on my feet, I twirled around feeling the cool breeze under me. Oops. Note to self: no twirling around. The dress clung to me lightly, showing off my curves in all the right places. It also stopped mid-thigh, so my pale legs were exposed. Thankfully, I shaved before heading out to camp.

I was about to head out the door, when I heard a soft whistle from behind me. I twirled around and there floating about 6 feet off the ground were a pair of gray eyes.

A/N: I'm terribly sorry this is a short chapter. But I just felt like I had to end it on this part…seeing as it is a good cliffie. Lol So review please? Also…do you guys want me to reply back to your reviews? If so let me know! I do definitely read all the feedbacks you guys give me. :)

Also next chapter would be longer.