He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Shall we go to the dance?"

"I'd love to," I whispered back, still clutching the roses. I linked my arm with his and floated out the door with him, the happiest girl in the world.

7

I couldn't help but keep glancing at Edward as we walked into the yard. Edward was the one who wrote me all those letters. Edward was the one who wrote music and loved Shakespeare. Edward was the one who bought me the candy and the flowers, and Edward was the one who swept me off my feet.

Wow.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with happiness at the turn of events. He was more than I was ever expecting, and I realized that if it was anyone else at my door, it would have just been a disappointment. I couldn't take my eyes off him.

This was incredible.

Taking my gaze off him for the first time, my eyes wandered to where he was leading me. A stretch hummer was parked conspicuously in my driveway.

"Oh my," I gasped, my mouth dropping open. "We're going in that?"

He chuckled softly. "Not just us," was his answer.

As soon as the words left his mouth, I heard the buzz of the automatic window rolling down.

"Finally!" said a familiar voice. "Get in biotch!"

"Rosalie??" I balked. "What are you doing here?"

"She's with me," said a deep voice from inside the car. Emmett's face popped up right beside hers. He was glowing with pride. My hand flew to my mouth. More images came rushing into my head. Emmett was Built For You??

I walked unsteadily towards the car, shocked at all these new revelations. And just when I thought that there was nothing else that could surprise me, Alice's head flew up out of the sunroof.

"'Bella!" she called happily, leaning her arms on the edge. "That dress looks great."

I gaped at her, she was here too?!

Jasper!

Jasper must be Sensitive Soul? Wow, wow, wow.

Edward beamed at me, amused at my changing facial expression no doubt. And I allowed him to guide me into the hummer. I stared openly at my two friends as I heard him get in and shut the door.

"All right, we're all here! Let's go," said Emmett to the driver, with his arm draped around Rosalie's shoulder. She looked positively ecstatic.

Once we pulled out of the driveway, all eyes were on me. I didn't know what to say, I felt as if I couldn't form coherent words. Could this really all be happening?

"Are you surprised?" said Alice, bouncing from her place on Jasper's lap.

I mouthed like a goldfish, unable to speak.

"It was so hard not to tell you," Rosalie said, giving me a look of sympathy.

"Wait, wait, wait," I said quickly, suddenly finding my voice. "You knew?!"

"Only since Monday, Alice knew for a whole week."

I turned my penetrating gaze to Alice. She gave me a guilty smile, trying to analyze my reaction. Finally she spoke.

"Bella, I'm so sorry, I was asked to keep the secret, and I didn't even mean to find out! Everything just happened so quickly and…" she trailed off and Jasper squeezed her shoulder affectionately.

"It's okay," I told her, nothing could really ruin my good mood. "How did you find out though?"

She brightened at the chance to tell her story. She rested her head on Jasper's shoulder and began to speak.

"Well, it was that day of the car accident, you know, when I hurt my wrist…."

Alice's POV

The second Rosalie stopped the car, I saw Jasper waiting anxiously outside my window. He looked so upset. He is just so adorable, I thought dreamily.

He opened my door and quickly ushered me inside. His house was absolutely amazing, so well decorated too! I would have to talk to his mother about who picked out these designs.

Jasper was holding on to my wrist gently, causing it no pain at all.

"It's really not so bad anymore," I told him with a big smile, trying to ease his worry. He was so nervous! How silly. I wanted to calm him down. I felt as if he was making me nervous!

"Do you want me to carry you up the stairs?" he asked, "Can you walk okay?"

It's just my wrist! I wanted to say, but the thought of him carrying me up the stairs was just too good to pass up.

"Sure!" I said happily, holding out my arms on either side.

I giggled softly when I felt him scoop me up and race up the stairs. Granted I was always on the smaller side, but he certainly was strong. I could just feel it radiating off him. Wow. I rested my head on his shoulder. He smiled down at me as we walked into what I was assuming to be his father's office.

What a hottie, I thought, as I looked upon his father for the first time. His whole family was just so good looking! Not as good as Jasper though, he was something else.

I smiled brightly as he set me down in the nearest chair. He dragged another one across the floor so he could sit right beside me. As Carlisle walked over, he reluctantly let go of my hand.

I felt myself pout; I didn't want him to stop touching me. He glanced back to my face and smiled warmly. I giggled again when he picked my hand back up.

"What's going on Jasper," said his father, eyeing him with a wary expression.

"There was a little accident today. Don't worry, everyone's alright. Except Alice here, I think her wrist might be broken." I could tell saying it out loud made him nervous again. He looked back into my eyes. I stared back, unmoving.

After a moment, Carlisle cleared his throat.

"Let's take a look at it, shall we?" He gently removed my wrist from Jasper's hand and examined it with care.

He gave me a sympathetic smile when he finished his inspection.

"Indeed, you've got yourself a broken wrist. It could have been worse, but you will still have to wear a cast for a few weeks."

I frowned. "A cast?"

"Carlisle," Jasper interrupted, "Don't you have some…colorful ones she could wear? A pink one perhaps?"

"Oh yes!" I said, unable to control my excitement. "That would be perfect!"

Carlisle laughed loudly and told us that he would be right back. The second he left the room my eyes turned back to Jasper.

"Thanks," I said beaming. "You've been very sweet to take care of me."

His lips twitched as he stared down at his feet.

"You're welcome, Alice."

Carlisle came back into the room, holding some gauze and a bowl of plaster. In his other hand there was a small bottle of pink liquid. I clapped my hands happily, thinking of all the ways I could accessorize with it.

During the twenty minutes it took to get on my cast, I examined Jasper, who was pacing about the room. Every so often, he would glance up at me to make sure I was okay.

He was so cute. He was wearing a Marc Jacobs sweater with Stitch Texas khaki's. What a great sense of style he had. Some of my personal favorite designers!

Hmm.

I narrowed my eyes a bit and trailed my gaze down his body to his feet.

Just as I thought. Bobby Dene's vintage boots.

I was so deep in thought that I barely noticed when Carlisle finished my cast.

"There," he told me. "All done."

"Eee!" I squealed when I saw my new bright hand wear. Once I got up, I stood on my tip toes and gave him a huge hug. "Thank you so much Jasper's dad! It's so cute!"

Jasper and Carlisle laughed at my comment, and Carlisle gave Jasper a pat on the back. He went to sit back down at his desk, and I suddenly remembered what I had been thinking about earlier.

"Hey Jasper," I said, jumping up and down. "Can I see your room?"

He looked confused for a moment, but then nodded his head in agreement. He led me out of Carlisle's office and up a flight of stairs. I opened the door for myself when he pointed out which room was his.

I immediately skipped over to the closet, needing to confirm my suspicions.

Let me be right!

Although… I was already fairly sure. I was good at figuring things out.

I flipped through all of his clothes, getting more excited by the minute.

He came up behind me. "What are you looking for?" he chuckled.

At the sound of his voice, I spun around and threw myself into his arms, latching myself around his neck.

"Oh Jasper!" I said, "It's you!"

I felt his arms wrap around me tightly, almost crushing my small frame to his body. He didn't answer, but buried his face into my neck.

"It's me," he admitted sheepishly, not even trying to pretend he didn't know what I was talking about.

At hearing him admit it, I squealed again and hugged him tighter. He laughed at my reaction, his breath blowing into my ear.

I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! I praised myself. This was too good to be true! I should have figured this out ages ago!

I pulled back and stared into his eyes.

"I'm so happy it's you," I told him softly, not breaking my gaze.

He was smiling brightly, as if he could feel my happiness.

"I'm so glad you figured it out," he finally said. "I was so worried you would be disappointed."

"Disappointed? Jasper, we're perfect for each other." I stated matter of factly. I wasn't embarrassed about saying it…it was true, and we both knew it.

"Hold on, you knew it was me you were writing to?" I said suspiciously, as his previous comment sunk in.

"I knew," he said, suddenly gazing out the window. "You were the only person I would want to write to."

I ignored my gut feeling that told me there was more to that story, and decided to concentrate on his words instead.

"Oh Jasper," I said breathlessly, staring back into his eyes.

"Don't mention anything yet," he said, after a few minutes. "My brothers still want to keep it secret."

I raised my eyebrows at him. Why would they care whether or not we kept it a secret? He was giving me a penetrating look, almost willing me to figure it out. He nodded his head toward the window.

I walked over, and looked down. My eyes wandered to Rosalie's car. I saw Bella and Edward talking in the front seats. Bella was saying something animatedly with her hands that made Edward throw his head back with laughter.

Edward was Gentleman.

I gasped and jumped excitedly.

Bella is gonna flip!

But wait, Jasper said brothers. That means…Emmett and Rose!

I could barely contain my enthusiasm! I laughed loudly and threw myself back in Jasper's waiting arms.

"Well, it's going to be hard but, your secrets safe with me," I said, as we swayed back and forth.

"And you're safe with me," he whispered, right before he pressed his lips gently against mine.

Bella's POV

"Wow," I breathed, staring at the two of them stare at each other. "So that's the secret you were talking about? And that's why you've been acting so strangely this past week?"

She nodded. "I'm so sorry Bella, do you forgive me?" She gave me her best pout face. Jasper stared down at her adoringly.

I looked up Edward, and took in his beautiful face. How could I be mad right now? He bent down to kiss my forehead and I felt my eyelids close. It was Rose's voice who broke me out of my daze.

"Well I almost didn't forgive her," she said with a smirk. "It was Monday…you know, the day we were all in the gym practicing…"

Rosalie's POV

God was he sexy.

I couldn't help but push out my chest a bit as he directed me around the dance floor. I arched into the arm that he had around my waist.

I couldn't help but melt into his touch. He towered over me and was looking at me in a way that was making me weak.

But there was no way I would let him get the upper hand. He doesn't know who he's messing with.

I pressed my chest farther into him and gave him my signature smirk. I knew his eyes were on me, but I refused to look back. I looked every where else, determined to prove that he couldn't get to me so easily.

But it was hard, I wanted nothing more than to stare back into his handsome face and spend the rest of the day imagining all the ways he would-

Ugh! I scolded myself. I can't believe I was even thinking these things! I didn't pine after the male species! The male species pined after me!

Except for Emmett.

Emmett hadn't even noticed me since he came to Forks High. It was as if I wasn't even there. No matter what I wore, I didn't even get a second glance. I never wanted to admit how much that bothered me. I hadn't even told Bella or Alice. I mean, I knew that I could have whatever guy in the school I wanted.

Except him.

I frowned as all this information swam around inside my head.

"What's wrong?" he asked, slowing down his movements.

"Nothing," I lied, embarrassed that I had been caught. "I'm just upset that I didn't remember as much as I thought from my dancing classes."

Instead of answering, he gave me a huge smile and picked up the pace. Even though it startled me, I had too much pride to show it. I kept up with him perfectly, keeping my face calm and collected the entire time.

"See," said Emmett in a soft deep voice. "You're a great dancer, you were built for this."

Built for this. Built for this.

Those words echoed in my head.

"What did you just say?" I asked him, unlocking my arms and placing them on my hips.

"I said you're a great dancer?" he repeated, making it into a question. He backed up a little when he saw the expression on my face.

My eyes narrowed. I took a step forward.

"Did you say I was…Built For This?" I crossed my arms tightly and glared at him. Just waiting for him to say something that would confirm the questions in my mind.

He gave me a curt nod.

"Oh yeah?" I said, pointing my finger into his chest. "And what are you built for?"

Our lips were inches away from each other but he stayed silent. After a few moments, I got nervous when he didn't answer me. What if I was wrong? What if he had no idea what I was talking about and thought I was now a complete lunatic?

The second I started to waver, I heard him whisper.

"You."

"Built…for me?"

"Built…for you."

I took a step back, absolutely shocked. After he said that, I had my suspicions, but hearing the words come out of his mouth was staggering.

"Are you upset?" his deep voice asked me as he gauged my expression His caramel eyes boring into mine.

I let my eyes wander all over his face, down his large toned body and back into his eyes.

"Hell no," I whispered quietly, more to myself. But he obviously heard me because he visibly let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I yanked him toward me and pressed myself as close as possible.

"Positive," I breathed, right against his lips. I had no control of my cheek muscles, and I realized I probably had the stupidest looking grin on my face. But I didn't care.

'Built For You' was Emmett Cullen!

"Built for me," I said silkily into his ear. "Tell me again."

"Built for you," he repeated gently, "Only you."

Hearing his words made me giggle and rest my head on his shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. I kissed the side of his neck and sighed happily. His skin was so cool, it felt amazing against mine.

I had the overwhelming urge to kiss his lips. It's what I wanted to do since the moment I saw him. And I didn't feel like waiting anymore. I lifted my head until our mouths were basically touching.

"Kiss me," I told him, shutting my eyes.

To my surprise, he didn't respond. My eyes swung open to see what the hell the hold up was.

"Damnit Rose," he said, running his hand through his hair in frustration. "I want to, you know I want to, but…we can't…not here." I noticed he was staring at my lips with a hungry expression.

I felt my anger flare up. "Why not?" I snapped, putting my hands back on my hips.

"Because," he whispered, leaning into me. "Edward hasn't told Bella that he's Gentleman yet, and she might put two and two together if she finds out that Jasper and I have been writing to you and Alice."

"WHAT!" I shrieked loudly. I barely got any words out before he put his hand up to my mouth silencing me.

"Rose," he said with his hand still over my mouth. "You have to be quiet! Bella doesn't know yet, Edward wants it to be kept secret until the dance. We all did, but Alice figured it out last week, and now you today."

My eyes narrowed at the thought of Alice knowing and not telling me. She was SO going to hear my mouth! Just wait until I got my hands on her, that little- But my train of thought completely shifted as I looked back up into Emmett's face.

Why was I wasting my time being angry when I had this strong handsome man in front of me? I scolded myself silently and motioned for him to remove his hand. He looked a little wary at first, but obliged me.

I gave him the sexiest face I could muster, and smiled when I heard him groan under his breath.

Bella's POV

I shook my head in amazement when Rosalie finished her story. I heard the beginning of that conversation between the two of them that day in the gym! I remembered! Why didn't I pick that up?

Oh yeah, I was too busy being mesmerized by everything Edward. My heart skipped a beat as I felt his presence besides me.

I gave him a shy smile. "This is all so…" I told him, trying to think of a good enough word. I looked around at everyone in the car. "Perfect," I finally said, letting out a big breath.

He eyes lit up at my words and he reached out to pull me closer.

"I was nervous," he admitted, whispering so only I would hear. "I was nervous that I wasn't going to be what you expected."

"It was definitely not what I expected," I told him honestly. "It was…so so much better, Edward. I couldn't be happier that it was you who came to my door tonight."

I rested my head against the back seat, and he did the same so we were facing each other. We took the moment to drink each other in. I was studying his face, marveling at how beautiful it was. I watched his eyes flicker to my mouth.

Oh please, Oh please kiss me. I thought hopefully. For a second, I really thought he was going to, but we were interrupted by the driver.

"We're here kids."

Author's Note: Thank you all so so so so so much for my reviews! I didn't get the chance to respond to them last chapter because I wanted to hurry up and get this chapter out! But I read them all, and they all made my day, and I will definitely answer the ones from this chapter! Thanks so much again! )