My Vampire Jasper

Prologue

~*~ MY Shiny Green Ball~*~

A/N: first story be kind ^-^!!

Disclaimer: All rights to Twilight and its characters goes to Stephanie Meyer. I'm simply borrowing them for my stories!

~*Bella's POV Age 8*~

Renee and Phil had taken me down to Texas for one of Phil's games. I had never been to Texas before it was so hot there, the air was thicker but it was so beautiful there and for an eight year old there was so much left to imagine.

We went to tour an old town that looked old untouched by time. We saw horses pulling wagons and women with giant dresses, I could've hid under. It was like a whole new world for me, never in my life had I seen so many pretty women and the hats. I love the big hats and the boots with the little spinners.

We had spent all day looking at the town, they called it a tourist trap but Renee said we could leave whenever we wanted.

When it was time for Phil's game I hadn't wanted to leave, but the field was only a short distance from the old town we had spent all day wandering through. Renee promised we could go see the musical tonight after the game. Another first I had never been to a musical.

On the way to Phil's game we passed stalls with people selling everything from old antique guns, knifes, and corset dresses to cowboy hats and jewelry similar to what I saw some of the women with the giant dresses wearing.

When we had gotten to the baseball field I had managed to get Phil to get me a necklace that had a circle stone hanging in the center on a silver chain. It was a mood stone. I had also weaseled a couple of rings and a fan out of them after promising to be the best little daughter there and saying I would cheer extra loud just for him.

My necklace was a pearly white color mostly, though I think it was beginning to go blue.

White, white meant I was bored frustrated or confused. I was kind of bored, we just got here and no one else had made it yet. Renee still said we were going to be late… Maybe she forgot the difference between late and early.

And sure I suppose I was frustrated they were keeping me hostage in the dugout on the baseball field. My only form of entertainment was my bright green ball and a pack of chewing gum I had. Before Phil took it after I stuck a piece I was chewing on the bench and he almost sat in it.

The sun had started to go down and I was getting extremely bored by this point.

So I sat on the cement floor in the dugout waiting for the other players and the crowd to start showing up and I bounced my ball from one side of the room to the other. All the while not caring that I had my new dark blue knee length dress on and my black flats, sadly even though I didn't care, Renee did and she made me stand.

I threw the ball at the wall near her huffing cause I didn't wanna stand anymore, my feet were hurting!

And my ball took that moment to escape!

That so wasn't gonna happen, my ball wasn't gonna just leave me here with nothing to do!

I ran out of the dugout screaming " Come back here stupid ball!" and all the while my mom Renee, and Phil laughed at me.

Ironically enough as I was chasing my bright green ball across the baseball field the teams had arrived, along with some guests and the stall keepers.

Needless to say as soon as my ball caught a gust of wind and went heading off the field into a crowd of people I freaked for fear of it being taken by one of the children I could see eyeballing it.

That was MY ball….

"Bella sweetheart get back over here there are too many people out there." I heard my mom but I was not leaving my ball I had that thing threw my teething stage in life, it was mine, it was special.

It was mine!

"Getting my ball I'll be back!" "I said with all the stubbornness of my age and the determination of someone far exceeding it. So I was off, threw the incoming people and the fencing that SHOULD have stopped my ball from leaving the field.

But no I had to have a smart ball, darn thing went through the open fence door.

I scrunched my face into a little mad look. 'Stupid ball…'

I heard my mother as I hit the incoming people yelling out 'excuse me's and opps c' as I passed them and stepped on the occasional foot. All the while I started to wonder how big the game was that Phil was playing because this had grown into a thick crowd in a short matter of minutes.

"Bella sweetie hold on I'll come with you!" I shook my head not bothering to look back I had my green ball in my eyesight. A chubby older boy with red hair and way to many freckles was giving it 'the look' that 'finders keepers' look.

"My ball!" I yelled at him as I was probably only a few feet away.

'Eek! What is that on his fingers its brown?! Is that chocolate or mud? Oh not on my green ball!' And with that I took off running at him but not before he put his fat little hand on the top of it bending down to pick it up.

I ran to him and tried to stop to grab it before him but you don't stop so fast in flats on wet grass and so I only ended up kicking my ball from his hand and into the air!

"My ball!" I shrieked and ran after it, it was heading for the street I had to get it or it would get busted all over the road.

I ran to the road that was mostly empty because it was the big dirt road to get into the parking area of the field. I heard my mom apologizing to the boy and his mother. Telling them about how fond I was of my ball and how I got carried away sometimes and that I meant nothing by it.

The heck I didn't he had yuckie fingers and they didn't need to touch my shiny green treasure.

I watched my ball as it bounced and rolled across the road and not seeing any close cars I dove for it!

'Mine!!!!!' I grabbed it and rolled. Sitting up and smiling my biggest grin. I felt like I had just ate a bag of candy and was on a sugar rush. Look at me! Look what I did! All by myself!

And then I heard a loud honking sound followed by Renee yelling behind me.

I turned around to show her my big grin and my green ball when I saw the truck, the orange rustic looking truck. I wouldn't soon forget that color as the image burned itself into my mind.

"Momm-" I wailed before I heard the tires skid and I saw the swirl of dirt around me. In that same moment I felt something hit me, knocking every bit of air out of my small body. I was so shocked I didn't register at first that it wasn't the truck that hit me.

I screamed.

I screamed louder then I have ever screamed in my eight years of being alive. And then like a light bulb lit in a dark room, I had an epiphany.

'If I can scream…then I'm not squashed?'

I took note of my surroundings with my eyes squeezed tightly shut. I was smashed against the dirt and whatever was on me was cold, cold enough my cheek was chilled against it. Not wanting to let go of my ball that I had hugged tightly to my small chest I opened one eye, and then both eyes but all I could see was a dark blur mostly from squeezing them shut like I had.

'did someone throw an ice cooler over me…. to protect me?' I grimaced, as if I wasn't gonna be embarrassed enough now I was the ice cooler girl that tried to get herself ran over.

'Oh joy! Mom will never let me do anything again I might not even be allowed scissors or my hole puncher with special shape cutouts! She might pad my room… I'm doomed'

And then I felt my prison breathing and I knew it was a person. I put my hands on it and pushed up as hard as I could and noticed it felt like a person too, a cold person. But it was so hot here how could anyone be this cold.

And with that my capture lifted off me and before I knew it I was looking into the pretty-est golden brown eyes, suddenly I wished my ball wasn't a shiny green but a golden brown.

It was a guy- a really cute guy. He was a creamy pale and had ear length honey blonde hair. I noticed he had on a deep red long sleeve button up shirt and blue jeans.

"Are you… alright?" The look on his face I was almost sure had to match mine, shocked, scared, and completely confused.

"…my ball…" I stuttered as I tried to explain what I was doing but my lips couldn't keep up with my mind and my mind couldn't form a understandable sentence at the time. "…Squashed treasure…."

With that he placed his hand on my shiny green ball, that had almost cost me my life. "It's intact I assure you, not harmed. Are you?" I quickly shook my head starring into his eyes as I heard my mom running towards me calling my name. She was crying by the sound of her voice.

As she reached me the man stood and went to walk away. I tried to reach for him I wanted to know his name But Renee was trying to finish off what the truck hadn't by suffocating me. "Air! MOM! NEED AIR!"

She held me closer to her and rocked me telling me how stupid I was for doing that over a ball, that she could've bought me a new one but I wasn't replaceable.

I wasn't listening though I was focused on that man. "I'm okay mom let go I love you please!?" I grabbed at her arms and thrashed around until she let go.

Once on my feet I took off after the man with the golden eyes, dropping the green ball I had been holding when I almost got hit, and when Renee was trying to deprive me of oxygen.

Suddenly it was just a ball, an old green ball and not as important as finding him. The strange cold skinned man who saved me.

Renee grabbed my ball and took off after me. "Bella stop! Please not again!"

I shook my head at her as I ran he wasn't far.

Whoa hole in the ground!

My mind caught what my foot was to slow to miss and I went air born not a mere 3 feet from the person I was after.

For the second time that day I wailed my little head off. Then suddenly I was hanging in the air by the back of my dress only to be sat softly on the ground. "Yes?"

'Wow…. He is fast, really, really fast….' I touched my pointer fingers together and made a arch with my hands as I starred at them moving them up and down as I suddenly forgot how to speak.

He must have thought I'd lost my mind because he bent down and starred at me. "Do you make a habit of endangering yourself? Even for a child you are …. Persistent at finding trouble…." My cheeks flamed red, with embarrassment and anger.

"I tripped I didn't MEAN too!" I yelped out before looking back down at my hands I muttered. "Thank you…."

Mustering up all of my courage I blurted out as fast as I possible could. "you-saved-me-and-my-ball-I-love-my-ball-a lot-and-so-I-waned-to-thank-you-and-ask-your-name-and-say-thank-you-for-saving-my-ball!"

Breath! God spitting that out used all my air plus some I must have turned purple.

I grabbed my tummy and tried to catch my breath. "You are a very interesting human… My name is… Jasper Whitlock."

I couldn't help but giggle. "You talk silly you know that?"

Suddenly I felt a smack upside the back of my head.

I whipped around to see who the evil person who was that abused a cute innocent child and low and behold it was my own mother!

"Don't be so rude Isabel. Hi I'm Renee and this young lady is my daughter Bella, I'm sorry if she bothered you kids can be such a handful." She extended her hand to him and he seemed to hesitate before taking it as if he wasn't sure if he wanted to or not.

"Thank you for what you did back there, you saved her life. Would you like to come watch the game in the dugout with us?"

Jasper straightened up and looked at my mom. "It was nothing I just happened to be the only one close enough to do the right thing. And although I'm most tempted by your offer I must decline, I'm afraid I was fixing to depart for the evening."

I watched Renee give him the 'is this guy for real' look. "Uhm, alrighty then, come on Bella you know Phil wont win if your not there cheering him on!"

Sadly it was true. Without me the team didn't stand a chance I was there lucky charm, their rabbits foot, their fat bald man, who's head they rubbed before each game.

Yep it was all me, or atleast that's how it was relayed to me and we only lost when I blinked to much during the game… Being a lucky charm was hard work I tell you!

Renee grabbed my hand but not before I grabbed Jaspers. "You cant leave the game hasn't even started! If you leave my Phil might not play good cause I will be upset you didn't wanna stay! Then we will loose and it will be my fault!"

Hey if it worked on me it would work on him! I gutted out my bottom lip in the best pout I could manage and to my surprise I got my way.

"I suppose I cant have that…" And with that we went back to the dugout where mom explained the whole story to Phil.

In which he responded with a big hand shake and a thank you followed by you should come with us after the game we are going to the show at the other end of town… Which was also followed by a quick I am otherwise engaged from Jasper.

As the game went on I played with my green ball quietly as mom fell asleep soon after it started and Jasper sat on the bench behind me looking kinda like a trapped rat.

That when I decided I was hungry.

I stood up and place my ball in Renee's lap and slung her arm over it so it wouldn't roll, she didn't even noticed I had done it.

I kept chanting in my mind 'please don't drool on it, please don't drool on it…'

I walked over to Jasper and waited until he said "Is something wrong?"

"I'm kinda hungry and my mom is asleep and Phil's batting and I don't know anyone-" He stood and walked past me. "Then let's get you some food shall we?" I followed him out quickly telling the coach to tell Phil where I went when he got back.

We walked to a hotdog stand and he ordered my food and went to take me back to the dugout when I told him I wanted to eat at the picnic table so I didn't get it on my dress.

"You don't talk much." I said biting into my hotdog.

He proving my point didn't answer just sat there at the other side of the picnic table. "Do you not like being around a lot of people?"

"I'm not good with people, its better all around if I abstain from being around them in closed areas…"

"What do you mean up-stain?"

"keep from doing." Jasper seemed like he really didn't want to be here.

"Why are you so cold?" I asked the first question that popped into my head.

He looked at me kind of shocked. "Excuse me?"

"You were cold when you grabbed me, you remember the truck? You made my cheek cold… But its so hot here…" I was a curious little eight year old.

"I should really get going-" I didn't mean to hurt his feelings, mom always yells at me for how I say things.

"I don't care that you different! don't go I wasn't trying to be mean, I was just curious."

And with that I got another weird stare. If he talked as much as he stared at me I would be speechless and for an eight year old that doesn't normally happen… EVER…

"Why do you care if I leave you don't even know me, child."

I shrugged.

"Cause you're my friend, right now my only one. My Jacob is in Washington with my dad."

"I shouldn't be your friend Bella I'm too old."

I shook my head. "Phil is my friend, he is older then you!"

Jasper shook his head. "I'm not good for you, I don't get along well with others."

"We get along."

He sighed and looked at my hotdog I had barely eaten any of it. "Eat. Is Jacob your dog?"

I giggled picking up my food. "Only when we are pretending. Jacob is my Jake, my friend since before I can remember."

"Interesting, we should get back if your mom wakes up she will worry."

I took another bite of my hotdog and a small bit of ketchup landed on my mood stone necklace. I wiped it off and looked at it, it was blue and well that didn't come close to right for me it should look like a rainbow by now.

"Okay lets go back." I stood and walked to where Jasper was sitting before I took my necklace off.

I watched his face he gave me a odd look like Phil's 'I'm so lost here' look. "It's for saving my ball. Me too… Plus the stupid thing doesn't work on me maybe it will like you more."

Jasper nodded to me and I climbed onto the seat and put my arms around his neck and hooked the clasp. I felt him stop breathing and I saw his neck muscles poke out and I thought I might have got his hair stuck.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to get your hair in it! Mom normally puts mine on…" I felt around his neck but I couldn't find any hair in it.

"I'm just not used to people so… close, we should go to your parents. No one is over here, and its getting late." I smiled at him putting my hands on his shoulders and kissed his cheek, leaving him completely dumbfounded. " Now I have a Jasper!"

With that I jumped down and started walking away. "You coming?" I called over my shoulder.

He didn't reply but before I knew it he was right beside me walking in step. "Yours?"

I smiled up at him. "Mine, that means I get to keep you, always." I was at the age where whenever I saw something it was mine. But I don't think he understood that cause it looked like he was taking me seriously.

"Can I ask you a question Bella?" I nodded.

"Why are you not afraid of me it should be instinct."

And then I gave him the 'what are you talking about' look. "Your a good guy, and I like you. Why would I be?"

He just shook his head at me.

The rest of the night went by fast and before I knew it I had fallen asleep leaning against Jasper's leg in the dugout. Mom said I drooled on his pants, I really hope she was just teasing…

Phil said that he carried me to the car I didn't remember that either but I did remember him setting me down.

I had grabbed his shirt and pulled at him to lean in which he didn't even though I knew he knew what I meant. "I'm not going in there with you Bella"

"…Jasper can I keep you?" He had stare at me with an expression in his eyes I cant describe.

"As you wish, but you need to let go now."

I shook my head at him. "If I can keep you then I want to see you again okay? Promise."

Jasper placed his cold hands over mine "As long as I. am. able." He said the last words pausing after each one as if chewing out there meaning in his mind to see if he'd chosen the right ones.

And with that I let him go and curled up in the back seat.

We never made it to the show that night or if we had I didn't remember.

All I remembered was wondering if I really would ever see Jasper again.

~Jasper's Pov~

After the game I went and immediately hunted, I had never been around humans so closely before it was… Very difficult.

I hunted until I couldn't drink anymore, and then I retired to my small house on the beach. It was a few hours drive from the baseball field, where I would sometimes go to test my self control around humans. Normally I didn't stay for the game, as walking through the crowds would almost drive me crazy.

But something had changed my mind tonight.

That human child, I had saved her. Mainly because if she got hit I would likely start on a killing spree from the bloody mess it would create. But then after when I had tried to leave she had followed me. Most children know to stay away from me but she refused.

Wanting me to go with her and her mother to a closed in area to watch the game I have never intended on stay to watch.

But as I searched through her emotions as she tugged futilely at my hand, I noticed there wasn't any fear coming from her. She was so strange, and I had given in to her. Only out of pure curiosity to test myself, and figure out why she didn't fear me.

By the end of the nights activities it became quite clear to me that I only furthered my curiosity of this girl, Bella.

As I made it to my house I turned my motorcycle off and went inside. I didn't much care for driving it was horses I loved but I found it handy to have a vehicle in the day and age. I had a racing bike it was solid black with emerald green strips on each side. I liked driving it more then the yellow Porsche 911 turbo I recently had the color redone to a dark blue.

I wandered through my house until I hit my living room where I sunk into my large arm chair. I grabbed my leather bound journal off the stand and began jotting down today's events.

This girl smelled so heavenly I didn't understand why I hadn't drained her. I had the perfect opportunity while we were alone at the picnic tables. She was right there, so innocent, so naïve, so very trusting.

Had it been any other who had gotten so close I'm sure I would have indulged myself in the blood, but for some reason I couldn't do it. Was I beginning to accept not living off humans, had my other side finally stilled?

I had never smelled anything as good as her, and I had let her get so close to me and I didn't hurt her. Not that I hadn't thought about it, when she put that necklace on me I could see her veins pulsing in her neck. I was on the verge of loosing control. Why hadn't she feared me?1

She knew I was human. She might not have known what I was, but she knew what I wasn't. Why hadn't that frightened her?

She called me hers like a pet, a play thing. She was so young and yet so willing to put herself in harms way when she has only began to experience life.

Bella said she wanted to see me again, but there was no way I could rationalize doing that…. Could I?

Surely her parents would notice, if not sooner then later. If anything they would see that I wasn't aging.

But I had promised her, if I was able I would. But could I really see this child again and tempt myself like that? What if I wasn't as controlled next time, I would kill her.

But on the other hand maybe being around this child is what I need to adjust to human's maybe this is my challenge if I can maintain control around this child, who smells so enticing then maybe I could learn to stand other humans as well.

I think I could try it, keep my distance so I don't hurt her but be close enough that I can try…

I don't think she should see me it would only cause problems. The first time I feel as though I cannot handle it I will leave for her safety, I have to live with the emotions of enough dead people I don't want to add to that.

And with that I had decided I would follow this girl and try to keep my word as best I could. But for now I couldn't interact with her I was afraid of hurting her.

Being around this child was the closest thing to my humanity I have felt since I was changed. I made arrangements and packed a few things and left in my car head for the hotel that Phil had been book into.

I had remembered his full name off of his baseball cap. It had his last name printed on the back.

I had been alone for so long now it was nice to have something more to do then just being and existing for no more reason then the fact that I couldn't find away to stop.

~Bella Pov the next morning~

Ok so to those of you who don't already know this hotel beds suck!

They aren't comfortable and always smell funny, its like staying at a distant relatives house and sleeping in their bed its just not right. When we had gotten home last night and Renee tucked me in it took me hours to fall back to sleep, though I hadn't minded I stayed up thinking about my new friend and when I would see him again.

I wondered about what he was, if he would tell me. I wondered if he liked the necklace…

Knowing my luck he was being nice when he said I would see him again most adults do that they are what Phil calls 'agreeable' which means they don't really mean it a lot of the time.

I kept hoping that Jasper wasn't like that, that maybe he was different in more ways then just his temperature…

When I had woke up the next morning all excited to go back to the baseball field I found out that Phil's game had gotten canceled and so we would be head back to the house.

Sadly mom didn't understand why I was pitching such a fit about going back to the field. But I was throwing a fit because he didn't no where home was…

Being a child of eight years old I couldn't do much but huff and puff at them and threaten to be rotten as all get out, and it would all end the same we were still leaving…

So I sat on my bed and sulked. I placed my hands in my lap, I had already packed I was waiting on them. I noticed then the silver ring on my pointer finger. It was a simple pretty ring with a oval mood stone. And then I knew somehow it was from Jasper and somehow he had found me.

But how he got this on my hand with my parents and me sleeping I didn't know. But I was sure gonna find out.

"My Jasper…" I whispered playing with the ring on my finger…

End Chapter

A/N: I hoped you liked it please R/R and I will post asap sorry if the chapter wasn't so long the next ones will be X's n O's… I am currently looking for a good beta for my story if anyone's interested please message me ^_^