*~*I have to thank all those that read, review, or add the story to their alerts/faves. You guys are the light to my shitty days. RL has been a bitch. Hell, even FF was being a bitch. I tried to update yesterday and I wasn't able to. Boo hoo for me.
*~*Don't own.
I woke up with a smile on my face. Today was the day I was going to show the whole world that I wasn't just some band geek. Jumping off my bed, I stretched before skipping towards my bathroom. I took a quick shower, wrapped a towel around my body, and then walked back to my room.
My eyes wandered to the dress that I laid atop my desk. I couldn't believe I was actually going to wear it. Yeah it was just a dress, but I felt like it was something more. While I stood in front of the desk, I completely forgot that my mom didn't work today. So when she barreled into my room screaming, I jumped ten feet in the air and screamed bloody murder.
"Mom!" I breathed out, my hand over my towel-covered chest. "You scared the absolute shit out of me!"
My mom scowled before walking out my room. She returned seconds later, a giddy Alice Brandon in tow. I shrieked and gripped the towel closer to my body. How the fuck did Tink get in my house at this ungodly hour? And why the hell didn't my mom warn me?
"Alice! I'm naked!" She rolled her eyes at my blush before placing her bag on my unmade bed.
I quickly grabbed the dress and some undergarments before running to the bathroom. God, that was so embarrassing. My heart was still pumping and the blush was still coloring my cheeks. Did my mom not care about my dignity? Obviously not. I rubbed a hand over my face before slowly changing. I stared at my reflection in awe when completely dressed.
The dress fit my form perfectly and I looked, dare I say it, pretty. Those curves my mom always pointed out were being accentuated for once. Both of my hands flew up to my chest and I tilted my head to the side. I unconsciously squeezed my breasts while wondering how the hell I failed to notice my boobs. Was I so self-conscious that I didn't even know I had an awesome rack?
Cursing under my breath, I dropped my hands and walked back to my room. I was suddenly blinded by a bright light and I jumped back in surprise. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed as I rubbed my hands against my eyelids.
I heard my mom's excited giggle and shuddered. "Oh, honey! You look gorgeous! I told you, you had a rockin' body. Now all you need is a boyfriend to make great use of that bod, right Ali?"
"Dear lord, Jesus," I muttered as the blush crept up my cheeks. She was going to be the death of me.
Alice laughed and pushed me on the chair in front of my desk. I sat down with a huff and ignored the pictures my mother was taking of me. Alice pulled out a curler from her bag, plugged it in, all the while rambling on about how beautiful I was going to look once she was finished.
She curled my hair, talking the whole time. I wondered if Jasper liked girls with curly hair. My natural hair was wavy so if he liked straight hair I was fucked. I don't think I would be able to straighten my hair every goddamn day. I was way too lazy for that kind of stuff.
Alice squealed and yelled that she was finished. I threw my hands up and smiled. Thank the lord. Just as I was about to stand up from the seat, Alice pushed me back down and forced make-up onto my face. I bitched when she put eye shadow on me and my eyes watered as she applied eyeliner.
"Ugh, Bella quit being such a buzz joy," Alice chastised, some light pink powder thing in her left hand.
I groaned as she put the pink powder on my cheeks. I didn't know much about cosmetics, so I was glaring at every single one of her little products. Once the red lipstick was on my lips, I shot out of my chair and ran to my mirror. What I saw left me shocked and brought tears to my eyes.
I was beautiful. I really didn't know who the alien blinking at me was. There was just no way that was me, she was too pretty. My eye color was actually popping for once and the light blush I had brought some color to my pale face. My lashes were longer now; my lips were a bright red color. My brown hair fell down my back in gentle curls and I smiled.
Alice clapped her hands. "You're so beautiful!" Rolling my eyes, I faced away from the mirror and glanced at her. She had a proud look on her face which made my smile grow wider.
"Thanks a lot, Alice." It felt like I was saying that a lot these days.
A click broke the happy moment and I rolled my eyes at my camera-happy mother. I would let her enjoy her little mock photo shoot. It'd probably be the only time she saw me like this. No, if Jasper liked me all dolled up then I'd dress like this more often. Yeah.
I slipped on my cardigan and heels. I grabbed my bag and posed for one photo with Alice. I giggled at the fact that I now towered over her. Her arms wound around my waist and my arms were around her shoulders. We smiled as my mom started to cry her ugly cry.
"That's our cue to leave," I whispered in Alice's ear.
She laughed before walking down the steps with me. I was a little cautious as I went down, but got to the bottom of the stairs rather quickly. Guess my klutziness was gone.
"Bella, wanna ride in my car? Please? You can even choose the music," Alice pleaded with a pout and everything. My hand rubbed under my chin and agreed. Yes, I got to torture her with face-melting drum beats. Fuck yeah.
We had to speed walk to the car since my mother was snapping more pictures. The lady was freaking crazy. She acted like I was getting married or something.
I sighed and pulled out the CD Jasper gave me. I bit my lip while gently opening the case and removing the CD. I slipped it into the CD player above Alice's radio, patiently waiting for the music to start.
The beginning of "Girls" started to play and I threw my head back as the laughter took over. The fact that a xylophone in the song always managed to crack me up, but now I was dying from the joy the simple song was bringing me. I whipped my hair around my face and sung along.
Alice was giggling and to my surprise she was singing along. She yelled "girls" while I sung the rest of the lyrics. I threw my hands up in the air every time "girls" was being said and Alice drummed her fingers on the steering wheel. When the song ended, we laughed and I shook my head at our ridiculous moment.
"Seriously Bella!" Alice squealed, a bright smile on her face. I smiled back at her and waited for the next song to play, which ended up being "Rock the Casbah". Jasper was just full of surprises. "Who is this?" she asked me.
I glared at Alice and started to tell her all about The Clash. She wasn't really paying any attention to me, which wasn't so unexpected.
The beginning of some alternative song started to play, but I didn't get to fully listen to it because we were already driving into the lot. My lip went in between my teeth and I started to wring my hands. The butterflies in my stomach were nauseating.
I turned to Alice when she parked the car, my eyes wide with fright. "I don't know if I could do this," I pleaded.
Alice rolled her eyes before patting my hand in consolation. Her patting my fucking hand wasn't going to stop the panic attack I might have. She stepped out the car and slammed the door behind her. I took three deep breaths before hesitatingly opening my door.
I slowly stepped out the car and shyly looked around me. Stares every-fucking-where. I wasn't kidding. People dropped what they were doing and were now ogling me. I felt uncomfortable under all the eyes, so I simply looked down and walked to my first class, forgetting to say goodbye to Alice. I had to get away from all these creepers.
"Bella!" So much for quick escapes.
I looked up and was tongue tied. For some reason, Edward Masen was walking toward me. Yeah, he was Alice's friend, but that didn't mean he had to be my friend. I knew why Alice was a bitch to me, but Edward really didn't have a reason for making fun of me, other than being a total asshole.
I eyed him suspiciously, trying to read his expressionless face. Damn he was good. "Whadaya want?" I asked him, my attitude coming out to play. I never liked the fucker, so why should I start?
Edward pinched the bridge of his nose and I had to smother the giggle threatening to spill out of me. He opened his eyes and caught me in his unblinking stare. I pictured him as an Enderman and had to roll my eyes at the stupid thought. Endermen went on rampages, and I seriously doubted he would go on one.
"Isabella, do please speak more like a lady and not a childish boy?"
I snorted at his formal language and shook my head. "Whatever Edward. Now seriously what do you want?" I said, impatience coloring my tone.
He sighed and looked away from me. Something over his shoulder caught his eyes because he turned to me. This crazy look was on his face and I couldn't think much of it because his lips were suddenly on mine.
My eyes were wide with shock. What was happening? This was not real. Fagward was not kissing me. His nasty lips were not on mine. No, no this wasn't possible. Oh shit! Edward was kissing me! Eww.
I pushed him away from me and my right fist connected with his cheek. His head turned to the side and I glared at him. "Fucking asshole," I spat before walking away. The nerve of that dick. What the fuck made him think kissing me was okay? Did he take too many shrooms today or what the fuck? I seethed while stretching out my fingers. My knuckles felt a little sore, but it was nothing unbearable.
I sat down at my usual seat and ignored all the stares the students were shooting toward me. I bet in a couple minutes I was going to be questioned for slapping Edward, not that I cared. The fucker deserved. He basically sexually harassed me.
My classes went by extremely slow and in each one, I was asked to go out on a date. I didn't give a flying squirrel's left nut about the boys that asked me out. It bothered me to no end that these boys never cared about me before. They only noticed me because of my makeover. It made me feel cheap and low. I was only doing this for Jasper. I wasn't even sure if he would like me like this, but his opinion was all that mattered to me.
I was sitting at a table with Alice, picking at my chicken Caesar salad. Alice bought me the salad and I got what she was hinting at. Watch what you eat. It was harsh, but I told myself that she only got me the salad because she cared. Who was I to be ungrateful to a friend that actually worried about me?
"And so she was like, 'Edward kissed Bella'. And I was like, 'Yeah, that's great, Lauren. Go shave your back'." Alice fell into peals of laughter and I smiled at her.
"Hey, Alice, that reminds me. Tell your butt buddy to keep his fucking lips to himself. I didn't ask him to kiss me," I said, my eyes zeroing in on the back of Edward's head. He was with his little posse at the back of the cafeteria.
Alice rolled her eyes and started to blab about Homecoming, which was about two months away. Nice to know that she was planning ahead of time.
I turned in my seat to crack my back, I saw them watching me. I pursed my lips and glared at them. If they wanted to tell me something they should just come up and say it.
When the bell rang, I slowly walked to the auditorium, silently wishing Jasper would show up like he usually did. I sighed when I got to the auditorium and slipped inside.
Mrs. Lane caught sight of me and complimented my dress. I thanked her then she made us practice vocal exercises. Drumline was the same as always and I pouted the whole time practicing.
Jasper just wasn't here. I felt a strange sense of déjà vu, but I couldn't let the tears fall. I was done crying for a boy that didn't even like me.
I was slowly walking back to Alice's car, my spirit defeated. "I Will Survive" was on repeat in my head and I failed to notice the hand wrapped around mine. I was about to flip out on the prick until I heard the voice.
"Hey."
That one word flipped my whole world upside down and I glanced up at Jasper. He smiled down at me and pushed a lock of my hair behind my ear. I blinked up at him.
He started to lead me through the car park and stopped in front of a black 1966 Chevrolet Chevelle SS 396. I smiled at the muscle car and slipped into the car when he opened my door.
His car smelled of leather and sandalwood. Somehow the scents went together and made the best smell in the world. I drummed my hands against my thigh as I watched Jasper walk around to the driver's side. I pulled out my phone and texted Alice that I would be with Jasper. My phone beeped seconds later and I ignored the text, knowing that Alice would have said something involving me getting some.
Jasper sighed as he closed the car door. He looked over at me and smiled at me. I tentatively smiled back.
"Your car is-"
"Bella, you-"
We laughed at each other and he motioned me for me to talk first. I bit my lip before saying, "I never pictured you as a Chevelle kind of guy."
His eyes lit up and he chuckled before turning on his car. The engine purred and I felt the vibrations under me. "Darlin' there ain't much you know about me." He laughed when I rolled my eyes and went on to say, "Bella, you look stunnin', not that you really needed make-up or anythin'. I just wanted to see if you wanted to come over to my house."
I never thought I saw Jasper so nervous. If it wasn't for the fact that I was so happy, I probably would have teased him about it. I nodded even though he most likely knew I would say yes. How was I going to resist him?
He flashed me a grin then backed out of the spot and drove out the parking lot. He slipped in a disc and I smiled when I heard the Stones' "Satisfaction" start to play.
"You're a Stones fan?" I asked silently.
He turned to me with a lopsided smile. "Yeah, got every album they ever made. Proud to call myself a fan. And you? What kinda music do you like?" His drawl nearly made me melt right there in his seat. It was too fucking sexy.
"Ugh, gotta say that 'Paint It Black' is my favorite song. I'm more punk, though. The Adicts, Ramones, Bad Brains, all that good stuff." I had to stop myself from nodding like an idiot.
He nodded and stayed silent for the remainder of the drive, not that I minded. I had to get my thoughts under control. I was going to his house, going to see his room. Oh god, I'd be in his room. I was so fucking nervous, I felt like my heart was about to come up my throat. I had to calm down.
"We're here."
I looked out the window and was surprised to see that his house was not so fancy. Just your typical two story house with a nice porch and colorful garden out front. I stepped out the car, my bag on my shoulder and stared up at his house.
Jasper grabbed my hand and we walked up to his porch. He unlocked the door and led me in. He slipped off his jacket and hung it in a closet. I looked around the living room and smiled at the simple earth tones. Light greens and beige; nothing like the white couches my mom chose for our house.
I was given the grand tour of the house and laughed when Jasper told me it was a blessing to be the only child. I knew how he felt. I couldn't fathom having a baby sister or brother. I would probably go off the deep end. We ended up in his room and I was staring at his Les Paul.
"It's not fair. How come you can play a million instruments?" I asked while lightly plucking a string.
He laughed and shook his head. "I only know how to play the drums, guitar, and bass. That is not a million instruments, darlin'."
I stuck out my tongue at him and decided to slip off my heels. My feet were aching and I really needed to rest a little. When I looked up at Jasper, his eyes were staring deeply into mine.
"What?" I asked self-consciously.
Jasper smirked before taking three long steps over to me and framing my face in his hands. He leaned down and kissed me sweetly. My whole body went on fire and I placed my hand against his cheek. His head tilted a little and he deepened the kiss.
An arm wrapped around my waist and I moaned into the kiss. My arms were around his neck and his right hand was resting on my ass. The hand gripping my hip slowly went up my side, his fingers gently grazing the side of my breast. My hands went up to his hair and my tongue flicked his.
I walked him backwards, our lips never breaking contact. His legs hit the end of his bed and he silently laid down. I quickly straddled his waist, my hand in his hair, and his lips attacking my neck. I moaned as Jasper's hips grinded up against mine.
I pulled his head up and met his lips up once more and slipped my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues danced and our teeth roughly bit each other's lips. I pulled away with a gasp and felt Jasper's hand start to pull down my zipper.
My body stilled for a second and Jasper stopped when he realized I froze up. He pulled away from me and took in a deep breath. His eyes looked more blue than green. I could basically see the lust and need shining in his eyes.
"Darlin' we don't have to if you don't want to. I swear I wasn't plannin' this-"
My lips crashed against his, efficiently interrupting him. He groaned and his hips bucked up toward mine. I moaned before getting off of him and the bed, ignoring his groans of displeasure.
I bit my lip and my hand went behind my back to unzip my dress. Jasper propped himself up on his elbows and watched me slowly remove my dress. When the dress fell to the ground, his jaw dropped and I smirked. I looked down at my lacy underwear and matching bra, silently thanking Alice for pestering me till I bought it.
A wicked smirk appeared on his face and I smirked right back. I climbed back onto his lap and went back to kissing him roughly.
"Oh, darlin' don't you just-"
I playfully growled at him as I cut him off. "Shut up already, Jasper."
*~*Yes, I'm evil. This way if you want to see what happens next, you'll just have to review so I could update faster. The song "Girls" is by the Beastie Boys and "Rock the Casbah" is by The Clash.
*~*Just a little side note, the Enderman joke is a reference to Minecraft for any of you confused. He's just some 3 block-high humanoid mob that goes hostile when you stare at it or attack it. I like attacking them. Enough of my geekiness, review!
~geek