(Jasper's point of view)

After Rosalie left, we ditched the party too. No one was in the mood to stay so we went to my house. Edward ran for his book, while Emmett projected frustration on everyone as he watched tv. Alice excused herself and I ran to the garage cursing Jacob's existence, and using my dad's car as a weight. We did this for an hour or so, before Rose walked through the house, a glint of humor in her eyes.

"Why is Alice walking barefoot in the middle of the road?" She questioned.

"Don't ask." Edward said as he hugged her. They kissed.

"So what happened?" I asked. Everyone was silent, except for my cell that chose that moment to ring. I grumbled.

"What!" I asked harshly.

"Ok. I guess I deserve that." It was Bella.

"Bella! I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was you." The guilt almost consumed me, but Emmett rained it out with peace.

"Do you have a minute?" She whispered. I nodded.

"Yea sure." I smiled.

"Can you come to my place?" She pleaded.

"I'm on my way."

(At Esme's place)

"So I told Brianna that she could check out her options. I mean, she's been committing to choir and dance. Maybe she could put it together." Carlisle rambled. I smiled.

"Wait." He got up off the couch.

"Wait that's it! Esme, your dance kids could to a mash up with my choir kids! Some lead the dance and some lead the song!" Carlisle beamed. I could tell he loves the Arts programs for music. I smiled when I remembered him first learning how to play the Banjo.

"That's a wonderful idea." I added.

"Oh man, I should start planning from now." He touched his forehead, thinking.

"Carlisle, can I be honest with you?" I hesitated. He looked up.

"Yes. You can tell me anything?" I had his attention. This was my chance.

"What if.." I struggled. I looked at him. I didn't want to take away his dreams. A baby was a lot of responsibility. I closed my eyes.

"What if they don't like working together?" I peeked at him. He laughed.

"Well, I could throw in a bake sale or to, where the money goes towards our Community or something. We'll get to that bridge when we cross it." He seemed satisfied. I felt sick that I lied. I wasn't planning on hiding from him; it's just that I needed to know he'd be happy with us having a child.

(At Bella's place)

Ding Dong!

I shuffled over to the door. I opened it, and to my dismay, Jasper picked me up and hugged me.

"I'm sorry for being a jerk to you." I cling to him like a drug.

"I'm sorry for making you jealous with Jacob." My eyes watered. He set me down and walked inside to the kitchen.

"I wasn't jealous." His voice shook. I smirked and grabbed an apple. He pulled me into his chest. I relaxed, content with him holding me.

"On a serious note, I'm truly sorry for doubting you." He said in my ear. He let go of me and ran his hand through his messy locks. He looked frustrated. I turned and noticed he turned away too.

"I should've trusted you. I overreacted." He held his head down and I placed a hand on his strong arm.

"Jazz, please don't blame yourself. I am the one who encouraged Jake. He was an old flame, and I don't want you to worry about him. "I took his face in my hands. His eyes beckon for forgiveness. I kiss him sweetly, giving him my answer. He smiled against my lips and kisses me back. We are so at peace kissing, until we hear the door slam. My dad grunts and sets his heavy boots on the mat. He freezes when he spots us. Somehow, I ended up on the counter with my hands tangled in Jazz's hair, while he rests his hands around my waist. I sigh as my dad stands there awkwardly, mentally preparing myself for his wrath.