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[Rosalie]

I was sitting in my apartment, drinking my morning Starbucks Caramel Frappuccino, when I got the call from Esme.

"Honey, I didn't know who else to call. I thought if I called Alice first she might freak out a little bit," she started.

I kicked my feet up on the coffee table and leaned back into the couch cushions. I'd already been to the gym this morning and was feeling the burn in my thighs. But at least it was a good burn. "What's up?"

I heard her sigh. Sometimes my laid back look at life got the best of her. I just thought that everyone could use a good bit of humor in their lives. I mean, what good was life if you didn't enjoy it?

"There's been a picture released in the tabloids."

I pursed my lips together and hummed. "Alright, what was it this time? Crowd surfing topless or third nipple peaking out during her nudie photo shoot?"

"Rosalie, this is serious," she reprimanded me.

"Alright, give it to me straight then."

"It's a picture of her after the show on Saturday night."

"Okay," I said, dragging the word out, not sure where she was going with this.

"With Jasper."

"Oh, shit. I mean, shoot, sorry," I corrected myself. I sat forward, resting my elbows on my knees. This wasn't good at all. I mean, in the end, Alice really didn't mind if everyone knew her business because she always said she had nothing to hide. But I wasn't sure how she'd feel about her relationship, or whatever she was doing, with Jasper, to be splattered across the papers.

"Which tabloid?" I asked.

"Alright! Magazine. It's not a very clear picture. I mean, no one would be able to tell it was him. It's just that we know it's him, and so it would only be a matter of time…"

"I gotcha Esme. You know what? I'm gonna go for a walk. I'll call you back in a little while. Don't worry too much; I've got this under control."

I heard her sigh, not sure if it was in relief or nerves. After I hung up and put my sneakers back on, I pulled off my sticky t-shirt off, leaving me in running shorts and a sports bra. I slid a sweatband into my hair and leashed up my dog, Koala, thinking she'd love the exercise. I stepped out of my apartment and tugged my iPod headphones into my ears. Turning on one of my favorite bands, we started our jog.

I'd made it as far as the downtown strip of shops when I spotted a paparazzi hiding in a bush. I turned and smiled, doing my daily duty of drawing attention from the press. I really enjoyed being a celebrity. I knew that sometimes the paparazzi could be overbearing and annoying, but for the most part I didn't mind putting on a show. It became sort of like a 'Where's Waldo?' adventure for me. I even made up a point system in my head, giving myself bonus points when I found them hiding in hard to see places.

It was a nice day out in LA so I wasn't sweating too much. I stopped at a local newspaper vendor who nodded at me and smiled. I often came to this little stand and he never really bothered me.

"'Good morning, Andre," I said as I browsed the magazines. My eyes landed on it with its large, bolded headline: Alice Brandon's Secret Mystery Lover!

I shook my head as I picked up a copy and handed it over to Andre. He began to ring me up and I held up a bag of gummy bears. "These, too, please." I pulled out my wallet and gave him a ten, telling him he could keep the change. That was one lesson you had to learn as a celebrity—be good to the people who help you out.

He handed me a small bag and I smiled when I saw he had put in a dog biscuit for Koala. Sometimes people just went the extra mile, and it was well appreciated. I gave him a nod as I turned my music back on and began the two mile jog back to my apartment. Along the way I spotted three more paparazzi, one of which was a little too close for comfort.

These people had to learn—you can't just jump out from behind a wall and step on my poor dog's paw! She yelped loudly and it took all that I had to restrain myself from punching this woman in the face. I muttered a few curse words after I'd passed her, far enough away so she couldn't hear me. I didn't want to end up on the front page next to Lindsay Lohan's drug addictions.

I took Koala off her leash and let myself back into the apartment. I tossed her the biscuit as a treat and she trotted off to her bed. I sat down on the couch again and pulled out the gossip rag. Sure enough, there were Alice and Jasper on the front page. I shook my head at the blurry picture, knowing it wasn't enough to 'out' him, but enough to start some trouble with Alice. I flipped open to the article itself and laughed at all the stupid comments the 'writer' had made.

"Alice's mystery lover is tall, blonde, and brutally handsome. He's hardcore and very demanding in bed, inside sources reveal," I read out loud, holding my side in laughter.

More slander took place, with a few smaller pictures from the show. I tossed it on the coffee table and popped open my bag of gummy bears, tossing a few in the air and catching them in my mouth. Alice was certainly going to flip out when she saw this. As much as she claimed to be okay with the press, when things got real personal, she got pissed. I said a silent prayer to God, thanking Him for not posting another stupid story about Bella out and about with Jessica buying bras and panties. Like the world needed to know that she wore thongs.

I turned on the television and found that this 'breaking news' had already made the rounds on an E! News text alert and I realized that maybe it was time to take matters into my own hands, Rosalie style. I picked up my phone and called the appropriate people, smiling to myself when I was done.

Then I called Alice. Of course she was still moping around since Jasper had left the other day, so I invited her over to my place. I told her she could use her key to let herself in because I was going to shower. Afterwards, I put on my Zebra print Snuggie and crawled into the coat closet near the door, waiting for her to get there. As soon as I heard the key in the door and she called my name, I jumped out, yelling loudly.

She screamed and threw her hands up in the air, her keys decking me in the face. I covered my eye and started whining.

"That's what you get for scaring me!" she said as she slapped me on the shoulder.

We walked to the living room and I pointed at the tabloid. "Cat's out of the bag."

She gasped as she picked up the magazine, quickly combing through to the article. Her eyes widened as she read, then narrowed as I recognized the all-too familiar face of a pissed off Alice Brandon.

She growled and threw the paper down on the table. "Assholes! Can't I just have one thing to myself?!"

"Calm down, A.B., I've got this under control. You don't have to worry about anything; I just wanted you to see it before all Hell broke loose. You might want to try to get in touch with Jasper, too. He hasn't been identified, but there's gonna need to be some damage control."

She looked up at me with glassy eyes and I pulled her in for a hug. We'd known each other so long it really felt like she was a sister to me. I was awful protective of her and would do whatever it took to get these people off her back. Alice had always been the hardest working out of the three of us. She took her work very seriously, but also made time to enjoy her life. While I let the drama roll right off my back (like the constant accusations that I was dating my friend Anderson McFord), Alice often longed for moments of privacy when it came to protecting her family and friends from the spotlight.

"You just go write a song or something, go hang out with Bella, and let me handle this."

She nodded and hugged me again, thanking me. I waved it off and tossed her a few gummy bears which she took and laughed, rolling her eyes.

I hung out for a little while before changing into some skinny jeans and a black lace corset top. I got in my car and made my way over to a party I was supposed to make an appearance at. I parked and got out, walking the red carpet and posing for pictures. Some friends of mine showed up and we made small talk, posing together as well. A few fans called my name from the sideline. How they knew about this party was beyond me, but I made my way over and signed some autographs and joking around, taking goofy pictures.

"Rosalie! Over here!" I heard the familiar voice call.

I thanked the fans and walked over to see Juliana from E! News and we hugged after she complimented my outfit.

"I wanted to ask you a few questions," she said nicely.

"Oh, sure!" I said, knowing full well what was going to happen. I'd called her earlier and asked her to give me some specific questions.

"Have you seen the photos of Alice and her Uncover Lover?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Yeah, I've seen the pictures," I laughed, hamming it up for the camera. "I hate to break it to everyone, but that was my cousin. He came to visit her show, and she was telling him goodbye before he left. Alice doesn't have some secret love life, but even if she did, I wouldn't comment on it."

Juliana nodded. "So what movies are you excited to see this summer?"

I began rattling off a list and we chatted briefly before I went inside and found Anderson. He smiled and gave me a hug as we checked out the free Nokia swag. The party was great and I got to meet a few of my favorite up and coming musicians, chatting about their new singles.

When I got home later that night I checked my mail, opening a few presents from the fans that my agent had sent over. I slipped on a sweatshirt someone had made that said "Team Rosalie: Hale Yes!" and made myself comfortable as I watched an episode of COPS, laughing at all the stupid people in the world. I fell asleep on the couch cuddled up with Koala.

The next day came and went and I tried not to pay attention to any gossip that was going on. When nighttime came, I parked myself in front of the television and turned on E! News to see my segment. I grinned, glad they captured my new earrings, hoping to see them on the Cool Spotters website the next day—my friend had made them to start her new jewelry line and I told her I'd help her out.

After the show was over, I smiled when I saw Alice calling. "Hey, A.B.," I said casually.

"Thank you," she said, and I could tell she was on the verge of tears.

"No sweat. I just did what any other friend would do. You're just lucky Jasper kinda looks like me, or we'd have had to have Bella get on there and you know she'd make a babbling fool of herself. She's ridiculous when she tries to lie." I chuckled, thinking back on how many times we'd caught her in a lie. She was a dead giveaway.

Alice laughed. "Yeah, well if I haven't told you lately, you're the best. And I love you."

"I love you, too, girl. Hey, I got a question. What's Jasper's phone number?"

She went dead silent. "Why?" she asked suspiciously.

"Alice, you know I'm not going to sell it to the tabloids—I've got that Victoria's Secret underwear campaign coming out and I don't need the extra money…yet," I teased.

I could feel her roll her eyes, that's how close we were. "Alright, I'll text it over to you. Thanks again, Rose."

"Anytime. We gotta look out for each other. The only think I ask is that you and the Spider Monkeys make a song about me, singing about how I'm so hot and the best," I said, laughing.

"Oh, you got it!"

We hung up and she texted me the number. I grinned, saving it into my phone under "Cousin J."

I opened a blank message and sent one along to him.

Hey, Jasper, this is your most favorite cousin. By the way, you owe me BIG time.

A few seconds later, I received a text back.

What? Who is this?

I rolled my eyes. Of course, Alice had to pick one that sometimes wasn't smart.

Your 'cousin?' Please don't make me spell it out for you. You can call me Rita Marie.

And then a text came back.

Thank you, Rita. I really do owe you.

I turned the television off and leaned back on the couch, propping my feet up on the coffee table again. "Well, Koala, I'd say that's a job well done."

And then I laughed. I'd just talked to my dog. Man, I needed to get a life.

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[ Alice ]

"Alice, you really need…"

"Do not!" I yelled at Bella. "Do not tell me I need to calm down! This is not a situation that requires me to be calm!"

I immediately felt bad when Bella looked up at me, her face paled and eyes wide. I muttered an apology and she moved over so that I could sit down next to her. She smiled hesitantly and hugged me.

"It will be okay," she said quietly. I nodded even though I didn't agree with her.

How could this be okay?! I mean… okay. I knew that eventually people would find out about Jasper. It wasn't like I was trying to hide him, but I just… really liked having something that was just mine. Something that was so personal and just…perfect. Jasper had been trying to tell me it would be fine, that he could handle it. But even with his words of encouragement it just didn't feel "okay."

His mom had been so sweet when I talked to her on the phone, telling me that Jasper was a 'good boy that didn't deserve to get his heart broken,' and I really didn't want to hurt him. It was different with Jasper, I could just tell. When he was near me I felt more at home than I had being ten years old, playing in my parents' backyard. We hadn't really talked about where…or what we were, but I knew that I loved Jasper. He was the first thing I thought about when I woke up and the last thing I thought about before I fell asleep. He was the melody that kept running through my head and couldn't stop humming. I knew that Jasper Whitlock was it for me.

"It could have been worse," Bella said quietly, breaking through my mental ramblings.

I nodded in agreement. She was right. Honestly, you couldn't even see that it was Jasper; just that it was a guy much taller than me. They could have caught us having our first kiss in Vancouver, or seen us when he was telling me goodbye at the airport. In all honesty, it could have been way worse. But I still felt violated and worried that Jasper would bolt once all of this came to the surface.

Bella and I both jumped when the front door flew open and Rosalie came walking in, her arms full of bags of Chinese takeout and board games. We both stood up to help take some of the bulk from her.

"Alrighty girls! This is our only cheat day so make it worth it!" Rosalie smiled and started opening cartons of food. "The cashew chicken is mine!"

We all ate in relative silence, laughing when Rosalie would purposefully burp to lighten the mood. My cell phone vibrated and a picture of Jasper sleeping on the hotel couch popped up. I smiled and read his text message that was assuring me that everything would be okay.

"So…" Rosalie smiled and tilted her head to the side. "How is the boy?"

"Jasper," I raised an eyebrow at Rosalie. "Is fine… stressed out. Apparently Emmett is holding some sort of meeting tonight… I don't really get their whole thing."

Rosalie snorted while Bella smiled kindly. "Emmett's 'thing' is that he is a complete jackass," Rosalie said before shoving a spoonful of noodles in her mouth. She swallowed and then shrugged. "Jasper's alright, but his friends are obnoxious."

I started to defend Edward and Emmett, but Bella interrupted me.

"Edward seemed really nice. I think he might just be…kind of misunderstood, maybe?" she said quietly. "His website is really supportive of celebrity rights."

"You looked at his website?" Rosalie asked, dropping her fork. Bella's face turned bright crimson and she nodded. "What…Why…" she sputtered.

"Rosalie, come on," Bella sighed. "He is doing a really good thing! It isn't even just for us, it's for all celebrities!"

I laughed at Bella getting so riled up; she normally didn't care one way or another.

"Okay, fine," Rosalie held her hands up. "I will agree that Jasper and Edward are okay. Emmett is still a jackass. He asked me to sign a picture of his ERECTION!"

I shook my head. Emmett might be a little…different, but I'm sure that underneath all of that sarcasm was a really good guy with a big heart. At least, that's what I gathered from what Jasper had told me about him.

"Rosalie, I don't think he meant it like…that. I think he was just trying to be funny," I tried to reason.

"Oh, no. No. No. No." She shook her head. "That man is a dick! Literally! I felt it against my back!"

The water that I had been drinking spewed across the table and I shook my head while Bella laughed.

"That is so gross, Rosalie!" Bella roared.

"Tell me about it," she shrugged. "The memory of that is seared into my mind. Forever."

The three of us finished eating and sat around talking about Bella's trip back to London to film her next movie Tel Ami, and Rosalie's upcoming Victoria's Secret photo shoot. We still had a couple of months before we all had to head back to Portland to film the next CA movie.

"I'm just so worried about the sex scenes," Bella said quietly. I nodded, feeling for her, while Rosalie just shook her head.

"Bella Swan!" she yelled. "You are one of the sexiest women on the planet right now! Own that shit!"

We all started laughing and were interrupted when my phone started ringing. I smiled when Jasper's picture covered the screen again, this time with a phone call.

"Hey," I said quietly. Rosalie smirked when I slipped out of the chair and walked back to the living room.

"Alice," Jasper said quietly. I immediately picked up on the worry in his voice.

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Did you just call me baby?" Jasper asked with a laugh.

"Oh, shut up," I smiled and picked at the arm of the couch.

"No, I like it!" he said quietly. I could tell that he was smiling. "I need to tell you something," he said after we both laughed for a second.

"Okay," I said hesitantly.

"I'm gonna have to tell the guys… soon," he sighed before continuing. "Emmett's all over this and I just…I don't know how long I can keep this a secret."

"Jasper…" I started but heard someone yelling on the other end of the phone.

"Em's here," he muttered quietly. "I'll call you later, okay?"

"Okay," I smiled. My arms ached to just hold on to him. "Jasper…" I whispered.

"Yeah, darlin'?"

"I miss you… so much."

"I miss you, too. We'll be together soon, I promise."

We hung up the phone and I sighed. Soon couldn't come fast enough.

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