Jessica Stanley, GOAT

Part I

Jessica is two hours away from driving home. Her head isn't in the best place. Her spring break plans were demolished thanks to Angela and Ben getting back together. Their girl's trip to Long Beach for the break was canceled and Jessica was stuck driving back to Forks for the first time in seven months. She avoided going home during winter break. Dealing with divorcing parents who intended on splitting up the holiday wasn't Jessica's idea of fun.

It was senior year. All Jessica wanted to do was have fun before she was a full-fledged adult having to get a job and yadda yadda or whatever else adulthood entailed.

She needed to go home though. She admitted this to herself as she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel while belting out "Love Story" by Taylor Swift playing on the radio of her Toyota Camry. Jessica also acknowledged with some self-reflection that by growing up she was long overdue to become more mature. She blamed the small town of Forks for stunting her maturity growth. But to be fair, having her ex-BFF Lauren enable her somewhat shitty personality quirks didn't help. She was sort-of-but-not-really-but-kind-of-yeah a mean girl back in the day not to most people...just one freak in particular. Isabella "call me Bella" Swan (Jessica recites this in a snarky voice in her head).

Bella just irked Jessica to no end. Bella's big, brown doe eyes she just wanted to pluck out with her bare hands and shuck in the trash. Or the "oh woe is me, I am so selfless act". She wasn't fricken mother Teresa yet most of their graduation class worshiped her. God it was even worse after she started dating a Cullen. No one else saw through the bullshit but Lauren, which is why Jessica tended to allow her to play devil's advocate. Like when it came to ostracizing Bella in their immediate friend group after that movie fiasco where Bella approached potential serial killers after seeing a movie with Jessica. Jessica had tried to be nice after Bella finally snapped (it was a pretense Jessica saw through but whatever she was trying) out of her depression. But Bella ruined her redemption with that psycho stunt she pulled. She could have endangered Jessica as well and Jessica wasn't having it. So ignoring Bella after she did all too happily.

Long story short, Bella had grated Jessica's nerves ever since she arrived in Forks and Jessica wasn't the nicest to her after an initial trial period when she TRIED to be Bella's friend. She swear she tried. Well, at a superficial level where she would reap the benefits of being near the shiny, new play thing all the boys were drawn too. Still, "she tried".

Being an almost college graduate (which Bella CULLEN was not and with a kid- eek!), Jessica could see in hindsight that she could have done better. Tried to be nicer. What was done was done. She couldn't change the past. She could try being nicer though to the future Bella's she will come across in life. Awkward, pretty girls who land the hot guy when they have mediocre personalities. Jessica just accepted this is how life was. Sure, she dated in college. Nothing serious. Serious relationships were for suckers. Well no, just a mature person which Jessica was not. Yet.

Drawing closer to Forks, Jessica was lost in thought. Deep. In the thick of trying to grasp how she could make small tweaks to be a better person by graduation. It would consist of A LOT of small tweaks here and there. It wasn't impossible. She was Jessica Stanley after all. One bad bitch.

Bad bitch or not, being an unobservant driver while on a road by your lonesome doesn't not negate the fact that car accidents can still occur. Jessica was learning this lesson the hard way when at the last second she jerked her steering wheel to the right to swerve off the road and miss the moose obstructing her path home to Forks. She was only five miles from home. Only. Five. Miles.

This thought repeated in her mind as her body limply leaned into the driver's side window she cracked with her head. Blood pooled from the gaping wound embedded with glass shards down her face and began to trail her neck. Her fuzzy train of thoughts began to fizzle out and she closed her eyes. She was only five miles from home and she regretted this was how it would end for her.

...

"Hey miss? Miss? Can you hear me?" A gentle voiced stirred Jessica's mind to attention. Blearily, she opened her eyes. The immediate intake of light was too much and she snapped her eyes shut in a heartbeat. Pain webbed throughout her brain. Marking its territory like a spider spinning its web. She just wanted it to go away. She needed to rest.

Her desire was thwarted by a quick jostle of her body. Heat. Heat surrounded her.

"Hey, no. Open your eyes. I need you to be conscious while we take you to the hospital. Wake up!" The command was infuriating to Jessica, so she complied to deliver a death glare since her middle finger wasn't following orders to raise up her reply.

She opened her eyes. The light was blinding at first. She fought the disorientation of her surroundings and focused on brown, unwavering orbs. In true Jessica Stanley fashion, she conveyed a screw you with her stare. Her voice wasn't working and her head was literally dying because of this pain she was forced to endure because this prick wouldn't let her rest. She shut her eyes yet again in attempt to alleviate her pain.

"No...no...NO! Wake up!" The gentle voice escalated to a frantic panic. This dude needed to chill.

"Seth, chill man." Jessica was relieved someone could voice what she was thinking. That man was smart and should be the rescue worker holding her instead. Not mister insensitive. Now that some chilling would occur, Jessica submitted to her minds demand she close off to this nonsense.

"It's her," insensitive dude hissed too close to Jessica's ear. She wasn't deaf. Or blind. Just begging for some peace to recover.

"Who her? I mean she looks familiar...oh! You don't mean you just...?"

"Yes! And she's going to fricken die from this head wound unless you speed up this truck, Embry. And call Carlisle. Now!"

Silence finally purred between all three as Jessica relished in the serenity of the moment. But it was stolen too soon. Insensitive dude was back at it again by shaking her, pleading for her to remain awake until they saw the doctor. Hard pass, Jessica wanted to say. If she could. Then she extraordinarily remembered her effort to be more mature decided just but a short spell ago. So right here, she could make a little more effort. Be a little better. The prick only seemed worried or concerned after all.

Jessica opened her eyes and appreciated she made her first tweak to her personality. And not being dead was a nice blessing too.

Sneak preview for Part II:

"I'm a little confused," Jessica mumbled to Dr. Cullen as he blinded her with a flashlight. It was a pleasant courtesy statement masking her absolute rage that her rescuers brought her to the home of Dr. Cullen versus, you know, a fricken hospital. Like, what the heck?

Author's Note:

Hihi! This will be a just for fun, short story. Before you come at me about my other unfinished stories, check me profile page for tentative update schedule haha.

Deets:

Jessica's age: 21 (senior year of college)

Seth's age: 18 (senior in high school)

GOAT = Greatest of All Time (lolz)

This will be a humor piece. And keep in mind canon Jessica did not like Bella. This may or may not change over the course of this story. Events take place after BD, obvi. K, hope you enjoyed if you have read thus far! - Lalaland972

P.s. Inspiration for this story came from "Leaving on a jet plane" by mrstrentreznor who wrote a one-shot Jess/Seth pairing that had me go...wow! I could see them as a weirdly perfect fit. Hence, my attempt at this story.