Sorry I haven't updated in a little bit... had a ton of stuff to do! Anyway, here's Bella's POV...

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BPOV:

I'd lived with Peter and Charlotte since 1865. I don't remember a whole lot from my human life, except that there was a man named Jasper and that he loved me entirely. The only thing I couldn't figure out was, if he'd loved me so deeply, then why wasn't he with me?

Peter had told me that Jasper was out there and that he was one of us; a vampire. He'd went on to explain that Jasper would shit himself if he knew that I'd been changed and that he'd tried to figure out a way to break the news to him.

After spending more than a hundred years of my life with Peter and Charlotte, not that I didn't love them dearly, I felt the need to go looking for this Jasper. I had no idea what I was looking for or what he looked like; not really. I knew he was handsome and tall and lean. I knew he had blonde shaggy hair and a killer smile. Peter said my body should just know when he's around.

The last tip Peter gave me was that I should try my hand in Forks, Washington. He still wasn't completely comfortable with the idea, he kept mumbling that the Major would rip his balls off if he found out about me.

I am a grown woman and I intended to find this Jasper. I booked a flight to Seattle and eventually made my way to Forks. I thought I could smell a faint trace of vampire in the area, but that could be anybody, really. I was always on my guard, considering that my condition isn't that of a normal vampire. I look and smell human, but I have vampire abilities and durability. That's a definite perk.

A nice old lady was selling her home and I paid her a visit. She wasn't asking for much. The poor soul just wanted to get rid of it because she couldn't bare the memories of her late husband. The house was a steal, really, because it was well maintained and in a good location. Paying 20,000 for a house is pretty amazing. When I wrote her a check for the amount her eyes got as big as saucers and I thought she would have a heart attack. I assured her that the check was good and if she wasn't comfortable I could have the money wired to her account. She took the check.

After unpacking and buying odds and ends for the house, I enrolled in the local high school. It was full of the usual crowd. There were your jocks and nerds and everything in between, but almost everybody was a gossip monger. Unfortunately, with my vampire hearing, I could hear all of the vulgar and vile things that the boys would say about me.

By the time I had gotten to lunch, the rumor mill was going full force and I was stuck sitting at a table with Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory. I didn't like them so much. I did like Angela, though. She reminds me a lot of me. I tried to dodge personal questions and when they asked why I lived on my own, I had told them I was emancipated. It was sort of true.

I was in my own little world eating my lunch, which I was glad I had the ability to do, when there was a commotion in the lunch room. I smelled something that seemed so familiar and calming. I heard my name and it was so beautiful. By the time I'd turned around some blonde bombshell, who was a vampire, smiled in apology at me and gave everybody else a shitty look and asked what the hell they were looking at. She nodded at me to come with her. I shrugged and picked up my apple to follow her.

She led me into the an abandoned room and smiled sweetly at me. "I'm sorry about that back there." I nodded and took a bite of my apple. She wrinkled her nose. "How can you stand to eat that shit?"

I swallowed and looked at her. "Well, I don't have the same inner workings as most others. All of my vital organs still work, but I can't die. So, what was all of that back there?"

"Uhm, well, I'm not sure I'm the right person to tell you what that was all about. My brother should probably be the one to talk to you. I don't want to rain on his parade. Anyway, I just wanted to pull you out of there before he attacked and dragged you out of there like a cave man. I'm Rosalie, by the way."

"Bella."

"Oh, I know. Anyway, I'll see you around, Bella. And, if I were you, I'd probably be on your toes tomorrow."

I kept thinking about what Rosalie had said. I didn't know why her brother wanted to attack me and I still didn't know where that scent came from. My mind was reeling a hundred miles per hour; even as I went home. I'd flipped it on the Weather Channel and discovered that it was going to be a sunny day the next day. That's one of the flaws I had. My skin glowed more than sparkled. So, that would be really difficult to explain.

I snuggled into my bed that night and thought about the day before me. I suppose I wouldn't have to worry about tomorrow, since there was no school, thus no drama to be had. As I was falling asleep I smelled that scent again and as my eyes closed, I thought of him.

JPOV:

I waited til the next morning, since I knew she shouldn't be able to go to school, just like the rest of us, and took Peter with me to Bella's house. We stayed in the shade, so we didn't sparkle and all that shit, and Peter walked in the back door.

Footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs and Bella's face lit up as she saw Peter. "Oh my gosh! I missed you!" She hugged him and ignored me. I felt my heart break a little bit. Peter stepped back and Bella inhaled and her eyes glazed a bit. "That smell." She whispered.

Peter rubbed the back of his neck. "Bella, maybe you should sit down." But I blurted out. "I'm Jasper." She passed out.

"What the fuck, Jasper? You just blurt out that you're... you... and I'm trying to break it to her gently. She's going to be super pissed off when she wakes up, by the way. Not just at me, but you. You do realize you're ass is grass and she's gonna' smoke it."

Would she be pissed at me? I mean, it wasn't my fault that I didn't know she was alive... technically! "Dude, this is all your fault. If you would've told me about it then we wouldn't even be in this situation. My Bella will understand that you're to blame."

"Well, I have news for you, pal. Your Bella isn't the same sweet girl you knew back in the day. Sure, she's got most of her morals, but she can be a real bitch if she wants to be. I, for one, don't enjoy seeing that side of her, and you just made shit worse. She hates surprises!"

"Since when?" I ask. She used to love them! Every time I came home she never knew exactly when; just that it was a possibility.

"Gee, I don't know. Since the fucking Volturi decided that wanted to make her lunch before she was turned. Ever since then she's been skiddish."

She started to stir and glared up at me. "You." She said in a deadly calm voice. "You said your name was Jasper." I nodded. She looked at Peter. "Is this what you were going to tell me? Is this why you told me to come to Forks?"

Peter raised his hands in defense. "You told me you wanted to come look for him! You didn't know what the hell you were looking for, so I didn't figure it would be too big of a shock! Jesus, Bells, calm the fuck down."

I growled. "She is my mate, and you will treat her with respect." Peter nodded. You didn't cross the Major.

Bella scoffed. "Excuse me? Look, dude. Who the hell do you think you are? You tell me your this Jasper guy, and the only thing I know about you is that you are an ass. The Jasper I was told about was a southern gentlemen, not some caveman. Get a clue."

With that she stomped upstairs. "Well, I think that went well." Peter smiled. I pinched the bridge of my nose, a habit I'd picked up from Edward.

"What part of that went well? She called me an ass and a caveman."

"What did you expect? You randomly blurt out that you're Jasper and growl at me. You got all possessive over her, and I totally understand where you're coming from, but you're going to have to reign that shit in. For real."

I sat down on her couch and put my head in my hands, trying to come up with a solution to my fuckery. Bella walked down the stairs, seeming to have calmed down a bit.

"Okay. I'm not going to rip anybody's head of just yet, so let's talk. Jasper, did you know about me?" I shook my head no and glared at Peter. "Well, that's just nice. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt, because my body can just sense that you're, well, you. If you saw me the other day at school, then why didn't you say anything to me? Why did your sister have to play middle man?"

"It would've ended badly. I would've been even worse of a caveman if Alice and Edward didn't pull me out of the building. I wanted to throw you over my shoulder and carry you away. I haven't seen you in over a hundred years, Bella." The look in her eyes softened but then she glared at Peter.

"You could've warned me, you know." He looked shocked.

"I told you to come to Forks. How much more warning would you need? Why would I specifically tell you to go someplace? I would have just told you good luck and call if you needed help."

"Don't you lay that shit on me, Peter. You said he was out there somewhere. Somewhere! You didn't say you knew exactly where he was!" She turned on me. "And you! What the hell kind of friend are you to not even bother to come and see Peter for over a hundred years?"

I was lost. "You know what? You're right. There's no excuse. None. It's not like you didn't just now come looking for me and I had no idea. So, yeah. You're right. Peter, I'm out of here." And as much as I loved Bella, I wasn't going to stand there and let her bad mouth me and my friend for something that was her fault, too.

As I got farther from her house the pain in my chest increased. If there were any time that I thought I could die it would be right now.

Well? What do you think? I weighed out my options on how to get them to talk, and I didn't want it to be at school. It's been overdone. So, this is what happened. So, do you think that Jasper or Bella had more of a right to be pissed? I'm thinking Jasper... after all, she DID know he was out there somewhere, even if she wasn't entirely sure of what he looked like!