Hello everyone! I am very glad to see the reaction to this story. I know the first chapter was kind of slow, but necessary I think so I could introduce how I see the charachters. Well, here is the second chapter, which structures a lot more of how everyone is.

D/C: I do not own Twilight, nor do I own any of the characters portrayed in the book and/or movie. I am, however, the lucky recipient of a rebuilt laptop. My husband made it his project I suppose, so now it's all fast and shit. Boo ya!


Bella's POV

Eight pairs of pants…

Fifteen shirts…

Four pairs of shorts…

Three throw covers…

Ten pairs of flip flops…

Two pairs of sneakers…

"Alice," I mumbled. "I think you packed too much." She turned on me so fast I literally jumped back with fright. Alice's eyes were wild as she glanced over her suitcases. Yes, that was plural. Her entire bed and surrounding floor was covered in open bags, showing a plethora of clothing and accessories. Each bag carried a different object, and I had lost count at the shoes.

"It's not too much!" She said angrily. "Why does everyone keep saying that? My dad already made me cut back! Unbelievable. Next thing you know they won't let me shop because I have no room to bring anything back. Oh my God, they wouldn't do that…" As Alice rambled to herself, I slowly backed out of the room, my hands up in surrender. Once I crossed over the threshold, I turned to run, to escape from the madness—and ran right into a wall. I flew back and landed on the floor, my feet up in the air.

"You and I have got to stop meeting like this," I mumbled to Jasper. He laughed loudly and reached down to help me off of the floor. I rubbed my ass cheek with a sour look on my face, trying hard not to laugh.

"Suck it up, Swan," Jasper mocked. He glanced in Alice's room, and I saw him tense up. Oh, this was grand. I walked up behind him and looked over his shoulder. Alice was trying to pack more crap into her suitcases, with an absolutely crazed look on her face. Her eyes were wide and unblinking.

"Aww…" I whispered into Jasper's ear. "Suck it up, Whitlock." And then I pushed him into Alice's room. He stumbled over his own feet, creating enough noise to draw Alice's attention.

"Jazz!" Jasper looked over his shoulder and glared at me, his blue eyes narrowed in a look of hatred. Alice's hands closed over his arms and pulled him further into her trap. I turned and skipped away, laughing my entire way to Edward's room. The door was closed, so I knocked once before peeking in. Edward was lying on his bed, a notebook sitting in front of him. I recognized the notebook as his journal and smiled. He was honestly the only guy I had ever met who wrote in a journal on a regular basis.

"Bella," he breathed. His smile lit up the entire room, and he closed his book before shoving it onto the floor. Practically flying to his feet, he reached me in a matter of a second and pulled me into a hug.

"You okay?" I asked quietly. He nodded into the crook of my neck and I could feel his lips on my skin. I closed my eyes and moaned, relaxing into his touch.

"I'm gonna miss you," Edward whispered for the millionth time in the past twenty four hours. I pulled back and set my hand on his cheek.

"And I'm going to miss you. But we're going to talk every day and you're going to write everything down so that when you get home you can describe every detail in such preciseness that I'm going to think I'm there." Edward's eyes fluttered closed as he leaned into my touch and he sighed.

"I love you, Bella." The words still made my heart pound in my chest.

"I love you more," I responded. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, allowing his tongue entrance on his first try. Girl can't be too easy all the time, can she?

I pulled away before I ended up under Edward on his bed, and took a deep breath. Giving him the evil eye, I side stepped his hands as I looked around his room. There was a single suitcase sitting by the door, and a carryon bag right next to it.

"Do you need help packing?" I asked as I looked around. Edward laughed and pulled me into another hug.

"Silly Bella, I'm already done." My eyes grew wide and I let out a short laugh.

"Don't let Alice hear you say that. Did you see her room?" Edward nodded and pretended to hide behind me as he began to hum.

"So," He said as he rocked us back and forth to the song that seemed to only make sense to him, "what are you going to do for the next three weeks?" I smiled when Edward pulled me down into a dip., my hair almost touching the floor. He pulled me up quickly, a muffled shriek coming from me before I could hold it in.

""Well," I sighed, "Alice has officially pimped me out to Jasper. I am to be his confidant, the person he can come to when he misses his pixie ever so much." Edward chuckled and held me even closer.

"You and Jasper will have fun," he promised.

"Yeah." Would we? After all, we didn't have our buffers with us.

"What's wrong?" Edward had caught on to my mood shift immediately. Oh well, might as well let the little voice in my mind blab free.

"Jasper and I have never hung out without you or Alice." Edward stepped back and shot me a disbelieving look.

"Don't be silly, Bella. Of course you have." I pulled completely out of his hold and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Really? When?" Edward rolled his eyes uncharacteristically and sat down on his bed.

"Last month when you guys had gone into Port Angeles." I was shaking my head before he finished his sentence.

"Nope. Alice was with us." He raised an eyebrow and thought for a second.

"Okay, what about the time he had to help out his mom at the elementary school? You know, for that Christmas pageant thing? You and Jasper were alone." I sighed and shook my head again.

"Nope. I was supposed to help but Charlie had pneumonia; I had to take care of him." Edward just stared at me.

"Well, um… what about-" I cut him off with a swat over that mop of hair.

"Admit it," I said. "Jasper and I have never spent quality time together unless you count that very first day when he brutally attacked me and made me a cripple." Edward laughed at my fake sniffling and grabbed me around the waist, flipping me around so I was lying on the bed.

"Fine," he pouted. "So what are your plans?" I shrugged, fingering the top button of his shirt.

"I don't know. But I'll be working a lot. Jasper can probably visit me there. Maybe we'll do a movie, go shopping in the city for Alice's birthday."

"Just Alice, huh?" Edward smirked. I winked at him and grinned.

"Yep, just Alice." And then I had a brilliant idea. My eyes widened at the image that flooded my mind- the image of balloons and a banner and a lot of people surrounding a cake. Yeah… yeah, I'd have plenty to do while the Cullen's were gone.

Edward leaned down and ran his nose along my collarbone, sending chills through me. He nudged my knees open and settled between my legs, pressing his body against mine. I searched blindly for only a second before Edward's lips found mine, and I let my tongue glide along his bottom lips, begging for entrance. I felt the familiar tug that happened whenever we got this far, but I knew that Edward wouldn't go too far. He never did, which is why we were both suffering from the Big V.

Just then, Edward's bedroom door flew open, hitting the wall on the other side. I jumped into a sitting position and tensed at the sight of Jasper standing in the doorway.

"Stay completely still," I whispered to Edward out of the corner of my mouth. "If we don't move, he can't see us." Edward shook with silent laughter, but I eyed the motionless Jasper. His hair was mussed and his Rolling Stones T-shirt looked stretched on one side as if someone had tugged on it incessantly. I jumped a little when he calmly made his way into the room and stopped two feet in front of me. His eyes stared down at me, completely emotionless. I swallowed deeply, my throat suddenly feeling dry.

"Bella," Jasper whispered, "may I please borrow your cell phone?" Huh? I glanced at Edward, who just shrugged his shoulders. I hesitantly reached into my pocket for my phone, trying hard to find an underlying threat in his question. My hand shaking, I handed the phone over to him. Where was his? Who was he calling? But Jasper only glanced at it and then set it on the nightstand to his right. I opened my mouth in question, but was cut off right away as Jasper lunged forward and lifted me off of the bed and threw me over his shoulder.

"Ahh!" I screamed into Jasper's upside down ass. "Jasper! Let me down!" Jasper then proceeded to turn around and walk out of Edward's room. I looked up as far as I could and watched as my traitorous boyfriend laughed hysterically. All of the blood began rushing to my head as Jasper began his slow decent down the stairs, hitting the second floor, and then walking down the stairs to the first. I wiggled as much as I could and screamed for help, but as the Cullen's came out of the woodwork, one by one, they just watched. Edward was still laughing, Alice was just confused, and Carlisle and Esme held onto each other with 'parent' looks on their faces, which only barely covered the laughter breaking through.

"Oh my God, Jasper, I'm going to throw up! Put me DOWN!" But Jasper ignored me and walked through the living room and then through the kitchen. Jasper patted my backside as he walked out the back door and onto the patio.

"What are you doing?" I asked worriedly. I tried to swivel my upper body to find out where he was taking me- and that's when I saw it. The pool.

"No! Jasper, please don't. Oh my God." I could hear the hysteria bubble up in my words and I could only stare at the spectators as Jasper walked to the deep end of the pool.

"Bella, dear Bella," Jasper sighed. "You just threw me to the sharks. Abandoned me in my time of need."

"Okay, I'm sorry," I spoke into Jasper's back side. For a fleeting moment I wondered if pulling on his underwear would be the smartest move on my part. But with the pool water looming so close, I deducted that it wouldn't be.

"No," Jasper continued, "there are no times for apologies. But I do have to say that this is going to mark the beginning of a very interesting three weeks." What? What?

"No, no, Jasper, please!" And with an amount of energy that surprised the hell out of me, Jasper lifted me back over his shoulder and tossed me through the air and into the pool, clothes and all.

The water was a surprisingly biting cold, cutting into my skin and gluing my clothes to my body. I hit the bottom of the pool and pushed my way up to the surface. The second I broke the surface I breathed in deeply, filling my lungs with much needed air. I treaded water for a second, wiping water from my face, and I was met with loud laughter coming from the patio. I glanced over and saw the entire Cullen family holding onto one another while tears rolled down their faces. I then looked over at Jasper and glared. He just stood there, stoic as he stared down at me.

"I can't believe you just did that!" I screamed at him. He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, covering the large mouth and tongue that was printed on his shirt.

"Be happy that I didn't throw you in with your cell phone," he said in a tone that made me think I should actually thank him. I gaped at him, so surprised that he had actually gone through with throwing me in.

"This is war," I mumbled. Jasper leaned down and looked me dead in the eye, his lips breaking out into a grin. His eyes sparkled, catching the reflection of the pool.

"Bring it," he whispered. I glanced quickly towards Jasper's pockets and went with my wild hunch that his pockets were, too, empty. I jumped up as high as I could in the water and grabbed hold of the front of Jasper's shirt. His eyes popped open as I pulled him in the water with me. When I heard the splash, I burst out laughing, swimming to the edge of the pool as fast as I could. When Jasper resurfaced he turned to me in shock.

"Isabella!" he yelled. I was practically climbing the wall by the time he reached me, and I was immediately pulled back. We spent the next couple of minutes battling with each other, pushing one another in the water and trying to scale the wall out of the pool. But I was surprised when I watched four figures jump over us and into the water. All four Cullen's resurfaced and joined in on the fun. Edward rescued me and pulled me against his half clothed figure (he at least had the chance to take his shirt off before jumping in).

I looked around at the group of people I spent so much time with, and I felt a pang in my chest. The next three weeks weren't going to be the same, and I suddenly wished that they would pass by quickly.


I lay in my bed Saturday morning, feeling lethargic. My eyes were trained on the lumps in my popcorn ceiling as I tried to define some kind of shape within them. At one point I was certain that I had spelled out Edward's name, and then I could see his eyes. I ended up closing my eyes and letting out a sigh. I just missed Edward.

The Cullen's had left that morning, and unfortunately Charlie wouldn't let me travel to Seattle to see them off at the airport. So there was a wonderful, tear-filled scene at the Cullen house, which left Jasper and I standing in the driveway, waving at their car as it backed out of the driveway. Once the black SUV was gone, I let the tears fall. Jasper seemed to understand as he stood there, holding me while I cried. I felt bad for staining his shirt with my tears, but he never said anything to suggest being upset about it. After all, he was upset over Alice leaving, he was just too 'manly' to let it show.

So here I lay, staring at my ceiling as I waited for one o'clock to hit so I could go to work. I wondered briefly if Rose and Emmett would think I was overly enthusiastic if I showed up early. I glanced at my desk clock and sighed. Two hours early.

My phone rang and I looked over to see Jasper's picture pop up on my screen. I smiled at it, remembering the day I took that picture. Jasper was standing in front of the school on Valentine's Day, with glittery heart antennae on. He also had red sunglasses on, with his signature shit eating grin spread over his face. I could honestly say that Jasper made me smile.

I pressed the accept button and lifted the phone to my ear.

"Domino's pizza, Candy speaking, how may I help you?" I could hear Jasper's laugh on the other end.

"Yes, I need to order three large pies, loaded with all the meat you have."

"Baby, you can't handle my meat." Jasper continued to chuckle, and eventually I broke down with him.

"What do you want, loser?" I asked. "Didn't I just leave your ass?" I could hear Jasper sigh, and I felt a twinge of guilt for bantering with him this way.

"Yeah, but I missed your eloquence so much that I needed to speak to you right away. My life depends on it." I rolled my eyes and sat up, tearing my eyes away from the popcorn lumps on my ceiling.

"So, I came up with an idea," I said as I wandered down the stairs towards the kitchen. I needed to make a lunch of some sort before heading into work.

"Yeah? What's that?" I could hear Jasper searching around for something on his end, and I thought for just a moment how comical it would be if he were searching for food as well.

"We should put together a surprise birthday party for Edward and Alice. We'll have it the weekend after they get back." I pulled some chicken out of the fridge and eyed it warily. I didn't remember when we last had chicken, and I wondered if it was okay to eat. Peeling back the tin foil, I flinched back before I could even put my nose to it. Yeah, it was time to clean the refrigerator out.

"That sounds great!" Jasper said to me with enthusiasm. I smirked and shrugged to myself.

"I guess next time I see you we can start to plan it," I said as I threw the chicken away. Cereal seemed to be my best bet for a meal.

"Sounds good. What are you doing?" I poured a bowl of Cheerios and sighed. This so didn't seem appetizing.

"I am scourging for food. Cereal seems to be the meal of choice." Jasper laughed and I heard a loud slam on his end.

"Cereal is not an appropriate for any meal besides breakfast, Bella." I shrugged to myself and went searching for milk.

"Well, you can tell that you live with females, because if you talk to any self respecting man, cereal is the shit." Jasper chucked and just then the doorbell went off.

"Just a second," I told him. "Someone is interrupting my strenuous cooking skills." I walked to the front door and unlocked it, throwing the door back. At the sight before me, I laughed and looked down at my phone, pressing the 'End Call' button.

"I come bearing gifts," Jasper said, holding up two bags of what smelled like Chinese food.

"By all means," I motioned for Jasper to step in and I all but drooled on him as he walked by. Closing the door with unnecessary roughness, I rushed into the kitchen after him. He was already taking the cartons out of the bags by the time I flung my cereal bowl onto the counter.

"You are my hero," I sang to him while I got out forks and plates. Jasper laughed and settled down in my dad's usual chair. I sat next to him, pulling the nearest carton towards me. Mmmm, general tso.

"So, this is weird." I looked up at Jasper in confusion, my fork halfway to my mouth.

"What is?" Jasper brushed his hair out of his face and shrugged one shoulder.

"You need a haircut," I said as I shoved the chicken in my mouth. My eyes closed in happiness.

"Your mom needs a haircut," Jasper countered. I only raised my eyebrow at him. He smiled and motioned between the two of us. "This, you and me. It's weird. We've never hung out before." I almost choked on the food as it made its way down my throat.

"I know!" I all but shouted. "Alice and Edward kept telling me 'no, you're crazy' when I told them that, but I knew I wasn't!" We both laughed and Jasper shoveled more rice into his mouth.

"It's okay though, right?" I asked. I suddenly wanted to make sure that Jasper was okay with spending time with me. If he wanted to, I would stay recluse for the next few weeks.

"Oh, absolutely," Jasper assured me. "Hell, if it wasn't for you, I would never have made friends in this stupid town." I laughed and shook my head.

"Nah, that's not true. I'm sure you would have knocked some other poor person down with your clown feet." Jasper feigned shock at me for all of one second before he grinned.

"So, what brings you to my neck of the woods?" I glanced at Jasper and smirked when I saw that he was busted.

"Do I have to have ulterior motives for visiting one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world?" I took a bite of an egg roll so I didn't have to answer that question. Jasper sighed and turned to me with an almost begging look on his face.

"Okay, just keep in mind that I would never normally ask you this kind of favor, but you also have to remember that I am actually one of your best friends, so you would do anything for me, right?" I swallowed uncertainly and nodded once. I was wondering what Jasper was getting at, because he seemed almost desperate.

"Tomorrow is the twins' birthday, but they're having a sleepover tonight. My parents somehow conned me into supervising their little party tonight because they're going into Seattle for some kind of ballet… or something, I don't remember." I stared at Jasper with a sense of foreboding. I knew what he was going to ask me.

"You didn't actually ask me for anything," I pointed out carefully. He narrowed his eyes at me as if he were thinking 'I can't believe you're making me ask this'.

"Can you please be there tonight to help me? I can't deal with five ten year olds by myself." Ahh shit. I didn't know how to deal with a bunch of ten year old girls. Hell, I didn't know how to deal with them when I was ten!

"Jasper, really?" He gave me the puppy dog eyes, and I could barely think. "I have to work." I threw the last thing out as a life raft for myself. He narrowed his eyes again when he sensed what I was trying to do.

"You get off at seven." I opened and closed my mouth several times before I groaned.

"Remind me to never accept gifts from you," I muttered. "You're always going to have a motive for it all." Jasper looked hopeful.

"Does this mean yes?" I glared for a second and nodded. Jasper's fists went up in the air in victory.

"You so owe me." He shook his head.

"Nah, I gave you lunch. We're even." I gaped at him and flung a forkful of rice. Just then the front door opened and my mother walked in.

"Hey you two! What are you up to?" I smiled at my mother as she set down her bags and made her way into the kitchen.

"Nothing much, ma, just eating food," Jasper said. I laughed at his use of the word 'ma' and gestured to the food in front of us.

"You want anything?" I asked my mother. She shook her head and made her way to the cabinet to get a glass.

"No, thank you though. I just had lunch with some girls from the school. You work today, right Bella?" I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, today's my first day. I work until seven." I glanced at Jasper and glared at him once more. "Then I'm going over Jasper's to help him with the twins' sleepover, is that okay?" My mother shrugged and filled her glass with water.

"That's no problem. Will you be spending the night there?" I looked at Jasper, and we both shrugged at the same time.

"I honestly have no idea," I told her. "But I'll bring a change of clothes just in case. I'll text you and let you know." My mom nodded and walked her way around the table behind Jasper. She stopped and looked down at the floor. Her eyes came up to me, her eyebrows raised. I followed her gaze to the floor and saw the rice that I had flung at Jasper. And at the same time, Jasper and I raised our arms and pointed at one another. My mom only laughed, stepping over the mess and making her way up the stairs.


In my sadness of Edward and Alice leaving for three weeks, there was a ray of sunshine as I stepped into Rose's Garage. The smell of oil and Gojo invaded my senses, and I was in heaven. I ended up arriving just on time, courtesy of Jasper keeping me busy until I had to leave. The second I walked in the door and the bell chimed at my arrival, Rose and Emmett came out of the woodwork and welcomed me. I was shown my work area- a wooden desk with computer and schedule. There were five isles full of regular maintenance items that people could purchase, like oil, filters, windshield wipers, fluids, etc. When you walked in the front door, the entire right wall was a pane of glass that looked out over the garage. Five lifts held different cars, and Craftsman tools adorned the walls.

I was in heaven.

Within a half an hour, I was answering phones and making appointments. I had hoped that throwing myself into this job would help the time Edward was gone go by fast. And now that I had a taste of it, I knew it would. Mix that with spending time with Jasper and planning a party, and they'd be back before I knew it.

Around five that afternoon, though, the phones stopped ringing and I was stuck staring at a wall of STP treatment bottles. Emmett had left for the day and Rose was under a 1967 Ford Mustang. I should have brought a book.

My cell phone beeped at me, signaling that I had a text message. I grabbed it, hoping with every cell of my being that it was Edward. But when I saw 'Jasper' flash on the screen, I frowned. I knew it was too early for Edward to contact me, but it didn't mean I couldn't hope. I opened the text message and smiled.

B-

Please tell me you won't bail on me tonight!

-J

I quickly typed a response and hit send.

J-

Sorry, I got a better offer from someone with shorter hair.

-B

The response came in quickly and I laughed aloud.

B-

If I hear the sounds of hair clippers in my nightmares, I blame you.

-J

I looked around to make sure I wouldn't get caught fucking around on my first day and saw that Rose was still under the Mustang.

J-

Don't worry, your precious locks are safe with me. Yes, I'll be there at 7:15.

-B

I could almost hear Jasper's sigh of relief all the way from his house.

B-

You rock ;)

-J

I set my phone back in my purse and passed the next couple of hours cleaning the store. I knew my cleaning OCD would come in handy here, and before I knew it, I was on my hands and knees cleaning the ground. I used a special blend of Gojo and dish soap to get the grease up off the floor. When it was sparkling new, I smiled with a sense of accomplishment. At five minutes to seven, Rose walked through the door that connected the shop from the garage and gaped at the sight before her.

"Wow," she whistled. "I'd keep you around just for this! This is great, Bella!" I grinned and said my thanks.

"It got slow, so I made use of myself." Rose nodded and motioned at the clock.

"You did well today," she said honestly. "I'll be honest- I'm surprised. Remember, we're closed tomorrow, but we'll see you Monday morning at nine?" I nodded enthusiastically and grabbed my bag. Wishing her a great weekend, I left Rose and ran to my car. As much as I didn't want to baby-sit a bunch of kids, I was eager to fill my time with something, anything.

I pulled into Jasper's driveway five minutes later and grabbed my overnight bag. I wasn't sure if I was spending the night, but I brought it just in case. I approached the door and cocked my head to the side in amusement. I could hear people singing from inside, and I swore on my grandfather's grave that there was a male voice mixed in that was singing the song. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. Seconds later, the door opened and I froze.

Jasper stood in front of me wearing a black pair of jeans and a tight black shirt. He had on a pink pointed birthday hat that had wrapped elastic around his chin. The sight was comical, and I felt the laughter bubbling to the surface, but what surprised me was the fact that I thought he looked good.

"Bella!" Jasper screamed. He lunged forward and lifted me off the ground, spinning me in circles. I felt his arms close around me, pressing me to his chest. What caught me off guard next was the fact that he smelled heavenly.

I shook myself mentally and snapped out of it. What the hell was wrong with me?

"Put me down!" I squirmed. Jasper did as I said and laughed. He seemed completely at ease at the fact that he answered the door wearing such a ridiculous hat. But before I could question his attire, I heard several screams coming from the living room. I looked beyond Jasper and saw his twin sisters jumping up and down with several of their friends. They were standing in front of the large television, holding microphones and singing along to the Rock Band game that was playing.

"We're rockin' out," Jasper explained. "Please- join us." I shrugged and threw my bag in the corner next to the door, followed by my shoes. We wandered back in the living room and watched as his sisters, Rebecca and Claire, led the group in a rendition of what sounded like a Spice Girls' song.

"Duuuude," I muttered, "are we doing this all night?" Jasper laughed and shrugged.

"I know it sucks, but I have to do anything they want. Including Rock Band." I plopped down on the couch, intent on being relaxed that evening.

"Bella, you know my sisters, but those midgets right there-" One of the girls turned around and shouted at Jasper with a southern twang.

"We aren't midgets!" But Jasper continued on as if she'd never spoke.

"Are Vanessa, Stephanie and Brianna." Ah, southern twang girl had a southern twang name… Brianna. She looked at me with large brown eyes.

"You can call me Bree." I smiled and waved at the girls.

"Hi, I'm Bella. You can call me Bella, or 'your majesty', whichever works best for you." The girl, Vanessa I think, laughed a high pitched hyena laugh, her blonde hair bouncing. My smile stayed in tact, but my eyes widened. Jasper sat next to me and sighed.

"See what I'm saying?" I just nodded.

"Yeah…" The girls began scrolling through a list of songs on the TV screen, landing on some song I'd never heard before.

"What is this crap?" I asked Jasper when the music started. He just shrugged and motioned his head towards the girl I had labeled 'Twig' in my mind (seriously, the child was as wide as my leg- I'd be afraid to touch her in case she snapped in half).

"'Company' brought the disc over, so we thought it would be 'polite' to play this 'music'." I snickered at how many times Jasper used air quotes.

"Yeah, well this 'music' sounds like a dying cat." Twig turned around and glared at me.

"This is Selena Gomez, not a dying cat." She let out a huff and turned her back to me. Jasper burst out laughing and I just stared in shock.

"My apologies, princess. Sing on." Jasper reached over and picked something off of the ground and then attached that something to my head. I could tell by the feel of it that it was a hat just like his.

"Really?" We probably looked like a pair of losers with the damn hats on.

"The hat helps you get in the celebrating mood, or some shit like that." Whatever, I would just go with the flow. We listened to the girls butcher song after song until Vanessa and Claire turned around and put their hands on their hips.

"We're hungry," Claire said. I wondered briefly how she knew everyone was hungry when no one had a conversation about it, but I let it go.

"Pizza," Jasper stated. With that one word, the game was forgotten and they all started screaming in excitement. My hands flew up to my ears and I gaped in horror as each of the girls shouted out what they wanted.

"Pepperoni!"

"Sausage and pineapple!"

"We have to have vegetarian." What self respecting ten year old chose veggie?

"Alright, alright." Jasper climbed over the back of the couch and grabbed the house phone. As he placed the order for four different pizzas, I sighed and leaned back in my spot. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up a new text message.

Thinking of you. Hope your trip is going well. –B

I sent the text to both Edward and Alice and put my pone away. Jasper appeared then and fell onto the couch, putting his arm around me and pulling me close.

"I miss them, too. But stop being a party pooper." I scoffed and tried unsuccessfully to push Jasper away from me.

"Shut your trap."

"Jazzy!" Rebecca was suddenly standing in front of us, pulling on Jasper's arm. I raised an eyebrow at the nickname, but one look from him stopped the verbal diarrhea from making its appearance.

"What Becca?"

"You promised that you would sing us a song." Her voice was bordering on whining, but I ignored it. She had said the words that made the sun shine on this dark, dark night.

"You can sing?" I asked. He rolled his eyes and glared at his sister.

"Don't get too excited, Bella. She doesn't mean for me to actually sing." I watched curiously as Jasper stood and grabbed hold of one of the microphones. My face must have lit up like the fucking Fourth of July, because Jasper groaned at me.

"Bella, please." But I cut him off by jumping up and switching my seat so that I could see his face and not just his backside.

"No way, Whitlock. This is one of those things that create memories." Jasper smiled and nodded. Rebecca scrolled through the song choices as Jasper watched closely. Suddenly her face lit up at the same time his face turned into a look of horror.

"No!" he yelled. But Rebecca laughed along with the others and pressed a button on the Wii remote. And as the music blared through the speakers, my face lit up in recognition. These girls were my heroes! Jasper rushed towards me and leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"What I'm about to do remains unspoken of outside the walls of this house. I am only doing this for my sisters and to see that beautiful smile of yours." His breath fanned over me as he pulled away, and I was suddenly lost in the essence that was Jasper. My skin turned warm with a blush, and I could see the question on Jasper's face as he pulled away. He blinked a couple of times and turned to the screen just as the lyrics started scrolling.

I hopped off the plane at LAX

With a dream and my cardigan

Jasper hopped in place as he belted out the lyrics as if he were trying out for American Idol.

Welcome to the land of fame excess

Am I gonna fit in?

I bit down on the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing aloud.

Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time

Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign

Jasper turned to his right as if he could actually see the damn sign.

This is all so crazy

He made a circular motion along his temple, mimicking 'crazy'

Everybody seems so famous

My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick

Too much pressure and I'm nervous,

That's when the taxi man turned on the radio

I let a laugh out when Jasper's voice cracked with the high note.

And a Jay Z song was on

And the Jay Z song was on

So I put my hands up

I was practically on the floor with tears rolling down my face. Jasper was belting out the lyrics with everything he had, raising his hands in the air as if he were fucking Tina Turner.

They're playin' my song

And the butterflies fly away

Noddin' my head like yeah

Jasper's head bobbed up and down and I could see laughter etched on his face.

Moving my hips like yeah

I almost pissed myself laughing when Jasper's hips moved back and forth.

And I got my hands up

They're playin' my song

I know I'm gonna be okay

Yeaaahhhhh

It's a party in the USA!

Laughter filled the room, and not just from me and Jasper. His sisters and their friends were holding on to each other while tears ran down their faces. He couldn't even finish the song, he was laughing so hard, and he tossed the microphone on the couch.

"Oh my God!" I cried. "That was the greatest thing I've ever seen in my entire life!" Just then the doorbell rang, and the girls screamed out for pizza, Jasper's performance forgotten. I still wasn't able to stand, so Jasper turned off the Wii and went to the door, shaking his head with laughter the entire way.

"Tyler!" Jasper's exclamation caught me off guard and I forced myself to stand.

"Hey Jasper. These pizza's aren't all for you, are they? I heard some girl singing from the driveway, I guess you have people over?" I faltered in my steps as I bit back the laughter that bubbled up again, and I rounded the corner. Jasper was taking the pizzas from Tyler's hands with an offended look on his face, so I leapt into Tyler's arms for a hug.

"Ty!" He laughed and squeezed me back.

"Hey Bella. Edward and Alice here?" I shook my head and saw the shock in his eyes.

"I know, right?" I like I said, the four of us were always together. "Edward and Alice are on vacation." Tyler nodded in understanding as Jasper handed him a fifty dollar bill.

"Keep the change, dude. Courtesy of Mama Whitlock." Tyler grinned and pocketed the bill.

"Thanks, man. You guys should give me a call, we'll hang." I nodded and punched him in the shoulder.

"Jasper and I are planning a birthday party for the twins for when they come back. It's a surprise, so I'll see you when I get your invite to you." We exchanged another hug and then he was gone.

"Grub!" Jasper yelled out. We walked back into the living room to see all five girls dancing wildly to a song on the stereo.

"What the hell?" I said. Jasper set the pizza boxes down and sent me a smile.

"This is going to be another one of those moments that create memories." He removed the birthday hat and walked up to stand between his sisters and crouched down so that his hands were rested on his knees. He hunched his back and sent me a wink. I didn't know the song, but apparently everyone else did, because all the girls mimicked Jasper's position as what I assumed to be the chorus started.

I whip my hair back and forth, I whip my hair back and forth.

And all three Whitlock children started swinging their heads back and forth, their curls flinging around as if they were having a seizure.

"Oh my God!" I cried out as Jasper literally whipped his head back and forth in time to the music. I could honestly say that this image was what I would think of if I ever heard this song again.

The chorus ended and Jasper stood up straight, his curly hair sticking up in every direction possible. He snapped his birthday hat back on over the mess. My laughter didn't stop, but all five girls made their way into the dining room to start on the pizza, ignoring what had just happened as if it were a regular occurrence. And then it hit me that there was more to Jasper than I had known. I jumped up and threw my arms around Jasper's shoulders. Ignoring the flutter in my stomach when his arms circled my waist, I leaned in to whisper in his ear,

"That is so going to be your new ring tone."


PLEASE REVIIIEEEWWWW! It would make me oh so freaking happy.

I really hope everyone likes the story- for some odd reason (well, maybe not odd) I need approval from all of you.

The song Jasper sings along to on the Rock Band is of course Miley Cyrus "Party in the USA" - I heard it on the radio and the image of Jasper/Jackson singing it popped in my head. So of course I had to shove it in here. And the other song is that Willow Smith song "Whip my Hair"- one of the girls I work with introduced it to me, and she actually had her daughter and her friends doing that move where they grab their knees and whip their head. I thought it was absolutely hilarious... especially when she and I started doing it at work. That's right people- a 25 year old and 38 year old whipping it at work. LMAO.

I am already writing chapter three, so hopefully I'll have that posted by Wednesday night. BUT- I've been suffering from insomnia, so my sleep schedule is all fuckered up. If I'm a day late or so, don't send out the calvary. Love you all! 3 Ashley