"So you and my brother?" I smirked at Rosalie as she rolled her eyes. I pulled my sunglasses down as I shifted slightly on the metal bleachers. "Don't worry, he likes you too" I watched out of the corner of my eye as she smiled to herself. She started to say something but stopped as she remembered my parents were sitting in front of us. Both of us wanted to discuss the plans for this evening. My parents were leaving right after the soccer game finished for the airport and they wouldn't be home until Sunday evening.

Both of us hopped to our feet and shouted as Jasper made a great save, pushing the ball out for a corner kick. His hair had to be pushed up with thin head band to keep his blond locks out of his face. He looked so funny in his unnecessarily large gloves and bright shirt but to me he still looked perfect. His subtle dimples showed as he gave a relieved smile after the corner kick was cleared by Emmett. I bit my lip as a smile formed on my face.

"Speaking of people's brothers" Rosalie grinned.

"Hush" I gestured to my parents, a smile crossed my mother's face proving to both of us that she was listening. She was right though, I had fallen head over heels for Jasper Hale. He was the sweetest guy I have ever met, he was smart and he was good looking. Plus, I think he liked me too. Every time he saw me his face lit up and whenever he knew I noticed this he would blush and look away.

Our team was already up three to nothing but in soccer that can change quickly so my parents wanted to stay all the way until the end. Today had been one of many double headers with the boys and girls team, Rosalie's team had already destroyed the opposition. I was surprised with how good Rosalie was, not too often are pretty blond popular girls so fiercely athletic. She was a beast, a bit of an enforcer really; she was a sweeper like Emmett was and they both loved wrecking oncoming forwards.

Bella was sitting a few rows up with my brother Edward. They were already an item, talk about wasting zero time. If you didn't know that they had only met a week ago you would think they've been together for years. They were cute together though and Bella was a sweet girl even with her aversion to fashion; that will change though if I can manage to burn all of her old jeans and force her to go shopping with me. To be honest, I was a little surprised with how quickly Edward had taken to her. He never showed interest in other girls before her and now he was all Mr. Hopeless Romantic.

I tried to stay focused on the game but my attention dwelled on the clock that was ticking down. Everyone at school who knew about the party had done a great job of keeping their mouths shut. Rosalie and Jasper had told their father they were driving down to New York City for the weekend and he faxed permission to the school for them to be off campus until Sunday. Bella had gotten permission as well to be gone. The rest of our attendees were juniors and seniors as well so they could stay off campus until 2am; all bases had been covered and this party was going to go off without a hitch.

I got to my feet as did everyone in the stands when the referee blew his whistle twice signaling the end of the game. I walked down the bleachers with Rosalie and over to the bench, she went straight to Emmett to congratulate him on the goal he scored early in the second half and I walked over to Jasper who was picking up his bag.

I gently patted his shoulder to get his attention, Good game! I signed to him; I was slowly trying to learn sign language from my mom so we could communicate better.

"Thank you" he smiled at me, "So what's the plan…" he stopped as he saw my mom giving Emmett a hug. He blushed a little bit, "Sorry" he whispered as she started to come over to us. I put on my best smile as she kissed me goodbye and told me to listen to Emmett this weekend. I felt a little bad when she said she trusted us to make good decisions, I didn't feel that bad though. Having a party was a good decision.

The moment my parents left we headed to my house, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie got their showers first because frankly they all smelled pretty terrible. Once they were done Emmett with Rosalie to a liquor store, she had a fabulous fake ID that had never been rejected. Jasper took his Vespa with him for a trip to the grocery store to buy snack food; he said that since Rosalie tends to go overboard with the booze he wanted to make sure there were munchies to prevent people from getting too wasted.

­­­Once I finished getting ready I made my way downstairs, I followed the majority of the voices into the kitchen where Rosalie and Emmett were setting up an impromptu bar and Edward and Bella were putting the massive amount of snacks into bowls. "Wow, Jasper was right, you did go overboard" I teased Rosalie, "what were you planning on, a bottle per person?"

"Oh hush pip squeak" Rosalie retorted with her back to me.

"Wow, Alice you look great" Bella said as she took in my outfit. I grinned back at her; I had on a new red London Times dress with matching heels.

"Well thank you" I looked around, frowning as I didn't see Jasper.

"Get your tiny butt over here and help" Emmett pointed to the box of liquor bottles on the floor.

"Fine" I rolled my eyes at him and picked up the box. "Where's Jasper?"

"Setting up the stereo" Rosalie explained as she started to remove the bottles from the box. Setting up the stereo? That didn't make sense to me.

"Wait what?"

"He's setting up the stereo in the living room" Emmett explained for Rosalie. I shrugged and waited for them to empty the box in my hands. A few minutes passed before the distinct sound of The Postal Service filled the air. I set the box down and walked into the living room.

Jasper stood against one of the speakers with his eyes closed and his hand over the subwoofer. "I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath" he sang along with the music. He was remarkably on key, I watched him for a moment before he opened his eyes. He didn't blush when he saw me the way I expected him to, he just smiled at me and walked over.

"You like The Postal Service?" I asked feeling my heart pound wildly in my chest; The Postal Service was one of my favorite bands.

"Love them" he said simply before reaching for my hand. I let him take it and he lifted it above my head. He spun me gently in a circle shuffling his feet adorably to the beat. He danced with me until the song came to a stop.