Disclaimer: No matter how much I like to toy with her characters, I don't own them. Stephenie Meyer does.
APoV
I stood in my room, my finger permently stuck to the side of my mouth, as I tried to figure out what I wanted to wear today. I had already worn almost everything in my closet, so that wouldn't do.
I cringed as I pulled on that black shirt and jeans that I had worn, not once, not twice, but THREE times!! What was I thinking? I don't know. I'm going shopping for new clothes.
"I'm going shopping!" I called down the stairs, even though I could have whispered, and they would have heard me. A couple of laughs sounded from downstairs. "I have nothing to wear!! I've already worn everything I own!"
Jasper slid into our room, leaning against the wall, his arms cross and a smile. I ran to him, only coming to about his stomach. He's twice my size. "I have an emergency!!! I have to go shopping right now!"
He laughed softly and kissed me on the forehead. "I heard. You know, you don't have to wear a new outfit every day. I think you're beautiful in everything."
I smiled and took the keys from his back pocket. "Yes, but it makes me feel better."
I bounced out the door, but the only thing that I could think about the whole time I was shopping was Jasper. My Jasper
Mine.