A/N: I do not own the characters of Twilight or the copyrighted material mentioned in this chapter.

About a week or so passed since my embarrassing faux pas in the cafeteria. For the most part, I didn't have to suffer too much. Emmett and Edward got in their jabs, but Bella, Rosalie, and most importantly, Jasper, acted like the whole incident never happened.

One afternoon, while eating lunch and trying to keep myself from staring at Jasper, who was in a heated discussion about college basketball brackets with Edward and Emmett, I decided it was time for Bella, Rosalie and I to have an official girls' night.

"Hey Rosalie! Do you wanna come over this Saturday for a girls' night?"

"Sure! What are we going to do?"

"Well, Bella and I usually rent movies, give each other manicures and gossip about boys. You know, the typical stuff."

"Sounds like fun!"

I had been trying to figure out the best way to try to give Rosalie a mini makeover and this girls' night was the perfect opportunity.

"Rosalie, I want to give you a makeover."

Immediately Rosalie's face fell.

"Oh, don't worry. You're a beautiful girl, but I would love to color your hair. I think you would look gorgeous with light brown locks. It would really make your hazel eyes stand out!"

"Okay," she said hesitantly.

Bella chimed in, "It won't hurt, Rosalie. Alice has done this to me as well."

"Yeah, and obviously you didn't heed my advice, lumberjack Bella!"

"Hey! I'm comfortable in my flannel shirts. At least I'm buying fitted ones now!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, at least that's an improvement. Rosalie, I can help you style some outfits if you like. I've seen you wear some really great pieces, and if styled just right, you would be a knock out!"

Rosalie blushed. "Do you think so? It would be nice if a guy noticed me."

Out of nowhere Emmett interrupted, "Rosie, baby, plenty of guys notice you!"

I watched the moment unfold as Rosalie turned an even brighter shade of pink and Emmett smiled the biggest Cheshire smile his face could muster.

"Thanks," Rosalie said timidly.

Trying to break the obvious tension that was mounting between the two, I interjected. "Great! Then it's settled!"

"Why don't you just come over to my house? That way you can look at all of my clothes."

"Okay, perfect!"

Bella nodded in agreement. "This is going to be pretty fun."

The bell rang, signaling everyone to head to class. I was going to say a quick bye to Jasper, but noticed he was already gone. Oh well. I'm sure I'll see him after school. Just then it hit me. I was going over to Rosalie's house.....where Jasper also lived!!!! Feeling butterflies in my stomach, I tried to calm myself down.

It's not like I'm going to be in his room or anything. He'll probably stay far away from all of the girly stuff. How am I going to be able to function with him in such close proximity? Alice, snap out of it!

***

Before heading over to Rosalie's house on Saturday afternoon, Bella met me at my house so we could drive together. I was throwing some things in a bag, making sure I had all of my supplies. I found the perfect shade of hair dye for Rosalie and was putting it in my bag, when Bella knocked on my door.

"Come in."

"Hey, Alice."

"Hey!"

"Are you all set?"

"Yeah, I think I have everything I need. If I have forgotten anything, we can run to the store and get it."

"Are you going to be able to handle Jasper being so close by?"

Completely thrown off by Bella's question, I turned and said, "What? What do you mean?"

Trying to stifle her laughter, she explained, "Come on, Alice. It's obvious to everyone that you and Jasper have this thing..."

"Thing? What thing?" I interrupted.

"We all know that you two like each other. It's obvious. You smile even more and Jasper seems to stick out his chest like he's trying to show off or something. It's weird, but even Emmett noticed."

"Well, I doubt he'll even be there."

"Why not? He lives there."

"But we're having a girls' night. I doubt he's going to sit down with us and paint his toenails while we watch, Steel Magnolias."

"Well, he might not paint his toenails, but I bet he'd be willing to watch the movie if it meant sitting next to you."

"Oh Bella, you're so silly."

"Okay, but mark my words."

Trying to get out of the awkward conversation, I quickly zipped up my bag and motioned to Bella that it was time to go. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that she was silently laughing to herself. I really didn't need this right now. As long as I tried to keep Jasper and his bright blue eyes, big smile, dirty blonde hair that I want to run my fingers through, and dimples that I'd love to kiss out of my mind, I'd be fine.

At least I hoped so.

***

Bella and I followed the directions to Rosalie's house – and were floored when we arrived. Rosalie's house looked like it was entirely built of glass. It was very modern architecturally and looked like something Frank Lloyd Wright might have designed.

"Wow," Bella said in awe.

"I know."

After parking the car and gathering our things, Bella and I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Expecting to see a butler answer, we were met with a beautiful blonde woman. She was how I always imagined Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. She had long, shiny blonde hair, blue eyes – which looked very familiar – and porcelain skin. I'm sure Bella and I just stood in front of her with our mouths hanging open, looking like fools.

"Oh, you must be Alice and Bella! Rosalie and Jasper have told me so much about you! Come in!"

Hearing the name, 'Jasper' brought me right out of my state of shock.

Jasper talks about me?

"Thank you so much! I'm Alice."

"And I'm Bella."

"Well, Alice and Bella, it's nice to meet you. I'm Alessandra Whitlock."

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Whitlock."

No wonder her eyes look so familiar. Jasper has her eyes.

Smiling the same radiant smile I loved on Jasper, she said, "Please call me Alessandra."

"Okay, thanks, Alessandra," Bella answered.

As we finished our introductions, Rosalie bounded down the stairs.

"Alice! Bella! You're here! Come upstairs to my room and we can get started!"

Happy to see someone genuinely excited about my makeover services, Bella and I followed Rosalie up to her room. She opened the door and invited us in. She already had a chair set up for her hair session, a manicure station with various nail polishes, and plenty of snacks and sodas for all of us to enjoy.

"Wow, Rosalie," Bella mused, "you're definitely ready for us, huh?"

"Well, I've never really had the chance to have a girls' night with friends. At my old school, I was sort of the outcast and kept to myself. I don't know what I would have done without Jasper. He was pretty much my only friend. That's why I'm so grateful that you two were willing to take that chance and be my friend."

"Nonsense," I said. "Rosalie, we're putting all of that in the past. If those bitches at your old school didn't want to take a minute out of their vapid lives to get to know you, well.....fuck them!"

Bella nearly choked on her freshly opened soda, while Rosalie walked up to me and gave me a hug.

"Alice, thanks so much. I really mean it. You two are great people and I'm now actually happy that we moved here!"

"No problem! Now let's get to your hair!"

Looking a bit embarrassed, Rosalie gently stretched a section out to view. "Good luck!"

"Have you been coloring it yourself?" Bella asked.

"Yeah. My mom was Aunt Alessandra's sister and she too had beautiful, long, blonde hair and blue eyes. I got my father's looks: dark hair, hazel eyes, and olive skin. I always wanted to look like my mom and aunt because they always looked like angels to me. Jasper's lucky; he got all of his mother's looks."

"Do I have to swear again, Rosalie?"

"What?" she questioned, confused.

"Rosalie, when are you going to see that you are beautiful just the way you are! Unfortunately, we've all been programmed to believe there is only one kind of beauty: blonde hair and blue eyes. Granted, your aunt is gorgeous and I'm sure your mother is too..."

"Was."

"I'm sorry?"

"Was. She and my father were killed years ago, during 9/11."

Bella and I froze.

"Dad worked in the World Trade Center and was there extra early. Evidently he forgot an important file, so Mom decided to go there and give it to him. She asked a family friend and neighbor to make sure I made to the bus stop on time, kissed me on my forehead, and walked out the door. I never saw her again."

I continued holding my breath as Rosalie continued.

"I was in school when the first plane hit. At first we kids didn't know what was going on, but we knew it was bad because all of our teachers had this frightened look on their faces. We were all dismissed and sent home. When I arrived home, I found my neighbor waiting for me, tears streaming down her face. I asked her what was wrong, but she just told me to hurry inside. Everything else just seems like a blur. Later that night, she and her husband broke the news to me. My mom and dad were gone."

Tears started to fall down Rosalie's cheeks and I immediately reached out and put my arm around her.

"Once the airports opened again, I moved to Houston to live with Aunt Alessandra, Uncle Quentin and Jasper. The only thing that makes me feel a little better about my parents' passing was that they were together."

Feeling tears well up in my own eyes, I hugged Rosalie. I couldn't imagine going through something as traumatic as losing my parents so tragically. I looked over and saw Bella wiping her nose with her sleeve.

Wiping away her fallen tears, she continued, "So that's why I tried to bleach my hair. I wanted to try to look like my mom in some fashion, but it didn't quite work out."

"Well, we're going to take care of that, hun! Even though you may not look exactly like your mom and aunt, we're going to make you see just how pretty you are!"

***

After we had applied the color to Rosalie's hair, let it sit for the allotted number of minutes and finally rinsed it, we were back in the bedroom, towel drying her hair.

"Do you have any more towels? This one is pretty wet and I want to put another one around your shoulders," I questioned.

"Yeah, but I think they're still in the dryer."

"Well, where's your dryer?"

"Just go down stairs into the kitchen, take a right and then go down the flight of stairs into the basement. The laundry room is the first door on the left."

"Okay. Bella, can you detangle?"

"Sure!"

Following Rosalie's directions, I walked downstairs into the kitchen, made a right and then walked down the flight of stairs into the basement. I saw the first door on the left, but a sound caught my attention. It sounded something like metal rubbing against itself, almost like gym equipment. Curious, I walked past the laundry room – and almost fell to my knees.

The door of the next room was open, so I looked inside and noticed it was filled with exercise equipment: a couple treadmills, weights, and some sort of other contraption that looked like it could be used for weight training. However, that's not what caught my eye. I stood in wonderment as I watched Jasper do wide pull ups, similar to the ones Will Smith did in I Am Legend. His back was facing me, so he had no idea I was standing there. My eyes scanned his shirtless back as each muscle strained and tightened and then relaxed. He must have been getting tired because the last three pull ups were coupled with deep guttural grunts that made my mind think the naughtiest of thoughts. I was in a trance and couldn't take my eyes off of his glistening body. I guess that's why I didn't move when he jumped down and turned around.

"Oh! Alice! I didn't know you were standing there."

Instantly I felt like I was hit with hot flash. My whole body flushed. Seeing his half naked back was nothing compared to seeing him half naked and facing me. I couldn't control my eyes as they skimmed over his shoulders, pecks and a wonderful six pack He was wearing a dangerously low pair of sweat pants and I bit my lip at the sight of his happy trail.

"Are you lost?"

I snapped out of my trance as I saw him walking towards me, grinning.

"Um, no. Rosalie asked me to get extra towels out of the dryer."

"You passed the laundry room. It's one door back."

I laughed nervously, hoping he wouldn't ask why I was staring at him.

"Okay, thanks."

I turned to walk out when I suddenly felt a hand pull my arm. Before I could fully turn to face Jasper again, he was standing even closer than before. I looked up into his eyes and immediately became lost. He leaned in, ever so slowly, and lightly brushed his lips against mine, giving me the sweetest kiss I could imagine.

As he pulled back, he looked deep into my eyes and said, "I've been waiting to do that for the longest time."

Speechless, I smiled and watched as he walked past me, lightly grazing his hand across my arm.

"I'm going to take a quick shower. Want to join me?"

I tried to speak, but nothing came out!

"I'm just kidding, sweetie," he said with a laugh. "See you later?"

"Yes," I responded breathlessly.

He licked his lips and slowly walked out of the room, keeping his eyes on mine until he disappeared into the darkness of the hallway.

I bet you thought this chapter was going to be devoid of the wonderful Jasper! I hope the ending makes up for his absence throughout most of the story! *giggle*

What do you think about Jasper doing pull ups....shirtless? *swoon*

I want to give a special thank you to Savannah-Vee for being such a great beta AND writer! Check out her stories everyone!

Also, check out the stories by tiffaninichole. I particularly recommend Blind Dates and Dirty Movie.