Chapter 3: Motorcycle

"I'm not letting it get to me." I seethed to Alice as we ran drills in gym. "Oh, sure, Bells. Your poker face is as solid as ever." She rolled her eyes. I stole a glance at Jasper who was at the moment surrounded by both Jessica and Lauren. "Don't let it get to you, Bella. Remember what I said before?" Emmett said as Coach blew the whistle. I nodded ever so slightly. I sighed as Coach told us what we would be doing for the rest of class. Get a grip, Bella. My internal voice tells me. I roll my eyes and realize that I really have no choice but to listen to it. I mean, come on now, I've known the guy for what, all of an hour? I should have known he was a player, I mean, I have like a sixth sense for that ever since-

"Bella?" I hear someone ask. "What?" I'm taken out of my reverie. "You're my partner." I look up and see blue eyes staring down at me. Has he always been that tall? "Oh… what are we playing?" I ask, moderately confused. "Badminton." He shoots me a smile. I groan. Jasper looks at me curiously. "Stay out of my general area, Jasper, your health depends on it." I tell him. "Come on, Bella, no one is that bad at badminton." He dismisses my warning, laughing slightly. "Really? Hey, Edward?" I call out to Edward, who was teamed up with Emmett. He heads over to Jasper and I. "Last time, when you and I were partnered, how many times did I wrack you with my net?" I ask him. "Enough to give me a bump." Edward answered, flinching at the memory. It was true, I honestly hit him so many times in one spot that it left a bump the size of a golf ball. I felt insanely bad. "Ouch." Jasper grimaces. "Good luck." Edward laughs as he jogs back to Emmett for them to start their first game. "Alright. So how about you just stay in the back, and I'll deal with the birdie. Deal?" Jasper asked. "Absolutely." I agree readily.

"Did you see how he moved out there?" Lauren gushed. I rolled my eyes at Alice. Gym had ended and Alice and I were changing in the locker room. I had to admit Jasper was a pretty good athlete and a good sportsmen after I managed to hit with my net on his forearm. He bled. "I don't get it." I groan to Alice as we exit the locker room. "How do I cause pain to some one when I barely move?" I asked. Alice laughed. "You're not helping." I growl. "Let it go, Bells. We all know that you are quite the clumsy person, I'm sure Jasper wont hold that against you. So, what's a drop of blood. Nothing." Alice shrugs. "You should listen to her, Bella." Jasper appeared out of no where, with Edward and Emmett following. "I'm sorry." I apologized. For the umpteenth time. "Isabella," Jasper said my name slowly, "drop it. Honestly, I mean, look, all better." He said, offering me his arm to inspect for myself. "Fine." I grumble.

As we all headed out to the parking lot, I realized that I forget to grab my book from my locker. "I'll be right back, I forgot my book." I told them. They nodded as I made my way back to my locker. I was gone for not more than ten minutes, when I got back out to the parking lot there was only Jasper standing there. I internally cursed Alice to Timbuktu. "Care to fill me in?" I asked, standing next to Jasper. He jumped slightly, surprised. "Well, apparently Esme needed Alice home, pronto. Something to do with needed her decorating assistance. And I'm gathering now that where ever Alice goes Edward is sure to follow." Jasper let out a chuckle. "Oh, Emmett was gonna stay, but Alice I think threatened him with something. So, here I am. And here you are. Shall we?" Jasper smiled, and chin cocked for me to follow him. "Thanks, Jasper. Alice…well Alice is Alice." I explained.

"No worries, I don't mind." He smiled. "So, um, where's your car?" I asked after we walked half way across the parking lot. We stopped walking. "Not a car." Jasper shook his head, then hand gestured to a black motorcycle. "Oh." My face paled. Jasper laughed. "It's completely safe, I assure you. I'm a good drive. I promise." He tells me, offering me his extra helmet. I take a breath and grab the helmet. Jasper's smile widens. He kicks the bike to life and climbs on, I hesitate. Maybe I shouldn't be doing this, maybe I should just walk. I mean it's not that far. Jasper turns around, and pats the seat. His blue eyes trusting. "Bella," My body relaxes ever so slightly at the sound of his voice. "Uh huh?" I said. "You're gonna have to hold on." Jasper explained. "Oh. Right." I said, as I wrap my arms around his waste.

Jasper was right, after riding for a few minutes this isn't as scary as I thought. "I hope you don't take this to pick up Lauren." I said. Jasper stays quiet. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. "How'd you find out about that?" Jasper finally speaks. "Lauren Mallory can't keep a secret to save her life. She's the type of person that likes to have all the attention surrounding her you and you going on a date. And you're sort of the new hot ticket at Forks High." I explained. "I'm a hot ticket? Wow. That's quite the compliment." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes. As if he didn't already know. "Wait, so you're not friends with Lauren?" He asked after his chuckle died down. "God, no. Definitely not. We're on opposite ends of the totem pole." I laughed at the thought of it. "Oh. That's weird." Jasper mused. I wanted to ask what he meant by that, but after figuring that Jasper was the type of person that would tell you if he wanted, I dropped it.

After about 15 minutes of me giving Jasper directions to my house from school, he pulled into my driveway. I let out a sigh of relief when I didn't see Charlie's police cruiser in the driveway. "Well, Bella, you've survived your first motorcycle ride. How's it feel?" Jasper asked. "Pretty good." I smiled, handing him back his helmet. "Glad you enjoyed it." Jasper nodded. "Yeah. Um, thanks again. For the ride." I played with the strap of my back pack. "Anytime, Bella." Jasper smiled, and winked. Maybe I just imagined the wink part, or hoped for it. "Well, I should head inside, start dinner before Char-my dad gets home." I suggest. "Oh, right. I'll see you tomorrow Bella." Jasper smiled. I headed towards the door. I waited to go inside until I couldn't hear his motorcycle anymore.

What am I getting myself into?