Continuing to revise....

We left off:

I felt his hand grip my arm and I did the only thing I could think of. I shoved him off me. I watched as his feet flew over the bench that we were next to.

"Fuck!" He swore and started to get back up.

I jumped back a little and took off down the road.

Chapter 2: Don't Wait (By Dashboard Confessional)

I took a quick calming breathe before I knocked on the apartment door. You can do this, Bella.

Jasper opened the door and smiled at me, "This outfit is better." He opened the door wider and gestured me in.

I blushed and walked into the apartment slowly. It was spacious with modern furniture. In the corner sat a 52" plasma screen TV. I let out a low whistle. "Nice place."

Jasper chuckled, "Thanks. Our parents spoil us." He led me over to the TV and I saw Jasper's sister sitting in front of the entertainment system throwing DVD into piles. She was gorgeous. Blond hair and blue eyes on a Jessica Rabbit figure. I immediately felt uncomfortable. Compared to her I was a no one, a plain Jane.

She turned around and let out a frustrated sigh, "I can't pick anything to watch."

Jasper rolled his eyes, "Rosalie, Bella. Bella, Rosalie-my twin sister."

"Nice to meet you," I smiled.

"Which one?" She asked suddenly. She held up two DVDs. One was Benny and Joon and the other was John Tucker Must Die.

"Er," I stuttered. I really hated when people asked my opinion.

"Let's just watch both," Jasper suggested.

Rose nodded, "Alright."

In the end I was squished in between Jasper and Rosalie on the couch. We talked as we watched the movie. By the end of the two movies I had learned that the Hales were from Texas, but had moved around a lot thanks to the fact that their father was in the army. Jasper still talked with a Texan accent every now and then, however, Rose had forced herself to stop. Rosalie, surprisingly, was a very skilled mechanic. She could take apart and put together any car. While Rosalie was confident borderline arrogant, she was also a very nice person. Jasper was a history freak with a particular interest in the civil war. He always seemed to know how people felt and exuded calmness.

Maybe that's what I needed, someone who understood my feelings and could calm me down. Is that the reason I hadn't freaked out on Jasper?

At quarter to twelve I decided to head back to my dorm. Classes started tomorrow and I needed some sleep if I wanted to actually focus. Jasper was polite enough to walk me to my dorm.

"Tonight was fun Jasper," I told him.

"Yeah, I'm so glad we were able to hang out," Jasper said.

"M hm. I'm not trying to pry, but you said that you weren't looking for a girlfriend, why is that?" I didn't want to push it, but I had been really curious about it.

He seemed flustered. "Oh. I um kinda already have someone in mind."

"Really?"

"Yeah, this girl Alice Cullen," Jasper got this goofy smile on his face when he said it. I could tell he really liked her.

"So why haven't you asked her out already?" I was confused. Jasper could probably get any girl he wanted.

"Her brother, Emmett Cullen, and her cousin Edward Cullen, are known to be amazingly over protective and won't let her date. I tried asking her out last year when I first met her, and I ended up with a black eye and a concussion. Emmett swears he wasn't trying to cause that much damage, but he's a huge guy and punches hard," Jasper's mood dampened at the thought.

"Why are they so protective?"

"I don't actually know. Some people say she had a bad break up with her ex and I guess something happened. Emmett's been that way ever since and has recruited Edward to help him. I'm sure Alice could date if she really wanted to, sneak around him and such, but she apparently wants his permission to date anyone. I think it's a trust thing." Jasper's normally sparkling eyes were dull and I realized he was head over heels for this Alice girl.

I steered him to a different topic and we chatted more as we approached my dorm building. "Thanks for everything Jasper."

"No problem Bella. I'll see you tomorrow, we should have lunch with Rose if you want," Jasper bid me goodnight and I made my way to my room.

I opened the door, threw on some pajamas and crashed on my bed happily. I was starting a new life.

The next morning I woke up and groggily got into the shower. Throwing on whatever I could find I made my way out the door to the nearest café so I could get my morning coffee fix.

I walked out of the store carrying my large cup of coffee and took a look at my class schedule for the day. I had Basic Math from 9 to 11, and English 1 from 12 to 2. Maybe I'd call Rose and Jasper and see if we could go out to lunch. Just as I thought about it my cell phone rang. I checked it: Mom.

"Hello," I answered.

"Bella! Good Morning," Renee responded.

"Morning to you too Mom," I said taking a sip of coffee.

"How was your date?" She seemed all too eager to hear about it.

"Surprisingly well," I told her.

There was a pause, then a squeal, "Oh I knew you two would hit it off. I can't wait to see you two together! Bring him here for Christmas."

"Mom....it's um not like that. We didn't exactly date. I mean I got there and both of us decided that we thought we were better off as friends. I spent the night with him and his sister Rose," I nervously explained to her.

"Oh." Disappointment.

I tripped on a side of the bench as I walked and my phone went flying. "Ooof. Ow that hurt," I said from spot on the ground. Damn I had stained my shirt with coffee. I looked up to where my phone slid. Someone bent down to pick it up.

He looked back to me and saw very familiar blue eyes and a boyish face. That drunk kid from last night. He looked a little worse for wear. His eyes were blood shot, but he gave me a big smile right.

"Hey you're that girl from last night," He said.

I was surprised he could even remember last night, "Yeah. You're that drunk guy."

He blushed, "Sorry about last night. I just don't seem to hold my alcohol well."

"It's okay. Can I have my phone back?" I could here Mom screaming over the phone. He handed it back to me.

I put the phone to my ear. I heard Renee, "BELLA! WHAT HAPPENED? WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?"

"Mom, calm down. I just tripped. Can I call you back? I'm kinda covered in coffee right now," I felt sticky.

"Alright sweetheart, promise me you'll call back," She said.

"Okay, bye Mom," I hung up.

I looked up at the guy who was still watching me. It was kinda creepy. "Um... well I'm going to go then," I said awkwardly.

He jumped a little, "Wait! What's your name?"

"Bella," I said slowly.

He gave me a smile, "I'm Mike. Mike Newton."

"Okay," I said and turned to leave.

I felt his eyes watch me as I walked away. I was pulling on a new shirt when I got a text message from Rosalie. I burnt breakfast. Come cook for me.

I walk into the apartment building and made my way to Jasper and Rose's. I knocked on it softly. Rose answered looking gorgeous even though she was in pajamas. "Bella! I'm starving! Can you cook?"

"You skillfully burnt breakfast and demand food. Awfully bossy for someone whom I met yesterday.," I told her.

"Who? Me?" She asked innocently as I stepped in. "It's a test Bella. Neither Jasper or I can cook and we need someone who can. It's the only reason we want to be friends with you."

I wasn't sure if she was joking or not, but I laughed anyway. She led me to the kitchen where Jasper was staring, frightened, at the pile of very burnt pancakes. He looked up at me with wide eyes, "Help."

Breakfast had been a learning experience. After tasting my pancakes I was promptly told that any meal I cook must be shared with the Hale twins. We finished up the dishes and I headed off to class. Rosalie invited me to the gym after lunch to work out. (Snort- more like watch me trip on the treadmill).

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I walked into Planet Fitness and saw Rose running on a treadmill. I held my clothes and pointed to the changing rooms. She nodded her head to show she understood.

A bleach blond and curly brunette stood next to the changing rooms. I couldn't see the signs so I asked them which one was the girls changing room. The blond got a disgusted look on her face and pointed at the left door. I thanked her and kept going. I overheard the two talking, "Oh my god Lauren I can't believe you."

I walked into the room wondering why they had been giggling. I heard one of the shower stalls going so I tried to change quickly. I was never really one to like changing in front of people. I stripped off my jeans and pulled on some Victoria Secret Pink sweat pants (courtesy of my mother). I pulled my shirt off and was about to put my tang top on when the shower turned off and someone stepped out of the stall. I couldn't help myself I turned to look.

I started at the feet and looked up the strong legs to the soft towel that was wrapped around a perfect V shaped abdomen. From there I saw his amazing six-pack and well toned chest that had water droplets glistening off it. Then I got to the best part. His strong jaw line, smirking smile, straight nose, gorgeous messy bronze hair, and the most striking green eyes I had ever seen. Wow.

That's when I noticed he was staring at me. Shit. This was the boy's changing room. That's why those girls had laughed at me. "Oh my....I'm so sorry- I just- oh- sorry," I stuttered and I felt my face go five shades redder. I turned to run out of the room when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. The force was a little too strong and I fell against his chest. I looked back up to him. He gave me a long stare and I felt a wave of lust go through me. I really needed to leave.

"You might want this," He told me and his voice just about made me go weak at the knees. It was beautiful. He held up my tang top. I looked at myself and noticed that my bra clad chest was pushed against his bare chest and I blushed even harder.

"Er-thank you.." I said weakly and stepped back from him. I pulled my tang top on and ran out of the room.

The two girls were still outside the door when I ran out and when they saw my red face they laughed hysterically. I felt tears well up in my eyes. The door opened back up and the guy stepped out, still glad in only his towel. He held up my bag with my other clothes in it. He laughed as I took it from him, "If that's how your going to dress every time we see each other I think I'd like to see you more often...Bella." With that he went back in the changing room.

I wondered how he could possibly know my name and saw Bella stitched into the front of the bag. I had forgotten about that. The girls had stopped laughing when they saw the guy come out. Now they were glaring daggers at me.

I walked away from them and went to find Rose to talk to her about what just happened.

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