DISCLAIMER: These beautiful characters unfortunately do not belong to me. They belong to the fantastic Stephenie Meyer. I'm just playing around with them….and using them for my own pleasure.
A/N: In this story, Rosalie and Jasper aren't related. So Jasper is a Whitlock, and Rosalie, a Hale.
FEELING A MOMENT
CHAPTER 2 - Starting Over
BPOV
After five days of driving, Angela and I finally hit San Francisco. I was so glad to be there. I decided to drop Angela off at her apartment first, and then made my way to my new place. I called Alice, and told her I was almost there. She screeched down the phone; she was excited. We'd spoken quite a bit on the phone over the last three weeks, and I felt like I'd known her for years. She'd admitted to feeling the same. I believed that I'd found a true friend in this girl.
Alice was standing on the path, when I pulled up out the front of my new apartment building. A tall blonde man was standing close to her, and I guessed this was the infamous Jasper Whitlock she'd spoken so fondly of. He was her boyfriend, and they'd been together for almost two years.
I'd barely turned the car off, when Alice appeared at my door and reefed it open. She tried pulling me from the car, but I was constricted by my seat-belt. I reached down quickly and un-clipped it, giving Alice a proper opportunity to pull me out and into her waiting arms.
"Bella, I can't tell you how happy I am that you are here," Alice squeezed me tightly. "This is so exciting".
"It's good to see you to Alice," I hugged her back and smiled.
She pulled away from me and grasped my hand. "Come and meet my Jazzy," she lead to the footpath.
Jasper seemed really decent. He was quite soft spoken; a gorgeous southern accent complimented him. Alice got lucky when she scored this guy.
Alice wanted to go inside and have some lunch before we started to unpack my car. She'd made up some sandwiches and a fruit salad, and while we ate, Alice and Jasper told me a little more about themselves.
This was the start of Jasper's third year at the university. He was studying to be a Psychologist. Alice claimed that Jasper was very in tune with other peoples emotions, and that he was born to do this. Alice was studying design. She was going into her second year of study. She loved clothes and couldn't wait for the day she had her own clothing line.
"You'll get to meet my brother Emmett and Rosalie later tonight. They're going to come around for dinner, I hope that is okay with you," Alice said to me as we made our way back outside after lunch.
"I can't wait to meet them," I told her honestly. I was looking forward to making new friends.
It only took us thirty minutes to move all my stuff upstairs and into my room. Afterwards, Jasper headed off to his own place for a while; promising Alice that he would come for dinner tonight also.
Alice and I spent the rest of the afternoon getting my room settled. She started on my suitcases, putting my clothes away into the wardrobe. I couldn't help but laugh when Alice complained about my lack of clothes. I had to explain that I lived in one of the rainiest towns on the frickin planet. Pretty dresses and skirts were no good to me there. Alice immediately talked me into a shopping day tomorrow. She said that she and Rose were going to help me find my groove. She's so funny.
Once we were finished, I took a shower while Alice started on dinner. I grabbed my purse before I went out to the kitchen. I had a full months worth of rent in there that I needed to give Alice.
I was shocked however when Alice pushed my hand away; refusing to take the money. "Put that away," she scolded.
"But it's my rent," I protested.
Alice wiped her hands on a dish cloth and smiled at me. "Bella, I like you. Its been lonely here by myself, and im so grateful to have found you. I actually own this apartment, so I don't want or need your money. You'll hurt my feelings if you don't put that back in your purse and spend it on something else," she pouted.
I shook my head furiously at her. "I can't live here for free. That is insane," I was flabbergasted.
Have you ever seen that Shrek movie; the one with Puss in Boots? Well, you know the scene where the cat looks up at Shrek and makes that sad face and his eyes water as though he's crying? Yes? Well, Alice just pulled that shit on me right there.
She was wringing the dish towel in her hand. Her eyes were wide, shining with tears. Her bottom lip was pouted right out and it was quivering. For the love of god, she really ripped me a new one. How the fuck was I going to say no to that face. If she pulled that every time she wanted her way; I'd never win on anything.
I guess I was right: Alice came from good money.
I let out a loud sigh. "Fine," I muttered. "But, you have to let me help with electricity and water and stuff. Deal?" I pointed my finger at her.
She nodded her head excitedly and jumped up and down on the spot. It was like a cute little bunny rabbit.
About an hour later, Emmett and Rosalie arrived. Just like Alice, they were extremely nice. I'd felt a little intimidated around Rosalie at first. But can you blame me? The girl is absolutely gorgeous. I couldn't find one single flaw about her. She was perfect.
She and Emmett were engaged, and had been together for six years; since they were eighteen. They seemed very close. And they even worked together. They both held jobs at a Sporting agency. It was a family business that Rosalie's father owned. And the girl continued to surprise me. She was triple threat; an agent, a model and she made cars purr like a kitten as if it were magic. I was in awe of her.
'So you're starting school on Monday?" Emmett asked me as he shovelled food into his mouth.
"Sure am".
I snorted and looked at Rosalie. "Does he always eat like that?" I questioned.
"Yes," she growled as she gave her fiancé a death glare. "He's a pig. You'll get used to it eventually," she told me.
I laughed. It was even funnier when Emmett didn't even seem to care that his girl was bitching about him. He just continued to eat. I decided that he'd get on really well with my father.
I was worn out by the time I went to bed later that night. I was looking forward to sleeping in the next morning. But that was not going to happen. At eight am, I awoke to a soft prodding. Each prod seemed to get harder, but it finally stopped when I opened my eyes. I came face to face with a bright and cheerful Alice. I was about to ask her if she was crazy, but she spoke before i got the chance.
"Shopping," was the squeal that echoed through my room.
Oh god.
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I'll admit; spending the day shopping with the girls was fun.
And that extra money that Alice had refused to take, well, it came In extremely handy. Alice convinced me to buy a few summery dresses, some shorts, jeans and a few nice tops. I was a bit iffy about the dresses though. I'd never really worn dresses before, so I wasn't quite used to the extra skin that would be showing.
"Hey, you're not in Forks anymore Toto," Alice patted me on the head with a huge grin on her face.
She was right. I wasn't in Forks anymore. I'd moved here for a change, and a change was going to happen. I brought everything she told me to. I even let Rose convince me to go to the hair salon. I had a treatment, and even allowed the cutter to take a few inches off my hair.
But what scared me the most was when they took me into Victoria's secret after lunch. I'd never been in there before, and seeing all that sexy lingerie was overwhelming. I'd never worn anything like that when I was with Mike, and not even the few nights that I spent with Brad. But still, I bought something. They told me I looked great, so I took there word for it.
While we were in Vicky S', the girls asked if I had a boyfriend back in Forks. The answer was no. I told them about Mike, and how I'd wasted my whole senior year of high school with him. And then there was Brad, who I dated for only a month about six months ago.
I didn't go into my sex life though. I hated the fact that I lost my virginity to Mike Newton. We'd started dating at the start of senior year. He spent the whole year, pestering me for sex. I eventually promised that it would happen after Senior Prom at the end of the school year. God, it was so cliché. But I went ahead with my promise.
For the next few weeks, it seemed to be the only thing we ever did. It was like he was obsessed with sex. I cared for Mike. But I didn't love him. And he totally blew it after my mum died. He didn't seem to care that I'd just lost her; all he cared about was the fact that I was now staying in Forks. He wanted us to live there forever and run his parents stupid camping store.
I had news for him.
I broke up with him. Of course, two weeks later he was fucking Jessica Stanley.
I hope they have fun living in that dreary town with their frizzy haired babies. Eew.
I met Brad at the community college in Port Angeles. We went out on a few dates, and spent a couple nights together. But it didn't last. He was still hung up on his ex, and it wasn't long before he ended our relationship and went back to her.
But all that was behind me now. I was away from there. Far away. San Francisco was a big place. There was sure to be plenty of fish in the sea here.
I spent the rest of the afternoon, picking up supplies for class. The first day of semester was on Monday, and I was really looking forward to it.
Alice and Jasper spent their weekend giving me a tour of the city. It really was gorgeous. We met up with Emmett and Rosalie for lunch on Saturday, and on Sunday I paid Ben and Ang a visit.
And before I knew it, Monday had arrived.
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Next Chapter: We meet Edward. Yay.