Author's Note: Firstly, I apologize for not getting the teasers out. As most of you know, I was out of town and the weekend is usually my writing time. Secondly, this chapter is shorter than the others because I had to leave it here. (you'll see why.) Thirdly, I'll have more time to write now that the contest I was hosting has officially come to an end and I won't have read all those entries anymore. Fourthly, the end. Enjoy.

~Tay

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight and all things resembling Twilight. I do, however, own twin bruises on my left shoulder from knocking a girl over in roller derby this weekend. Totally worth it.

I was right; Bella and I had looked so stupid at the Homecoming dance. I hadn't found a navy colored tux in time, but I made it up to her by wearing our school colors in a stripped tie. I felt like an idiot. Her smile had made it worth it though...

...for the most part.

She won, as if there'd ever been any doubt, and she glowed for the remainder of the night.

She looked fucking beautiful in a gold dress with thin straps crisscrossing over her chest and back. It was more traditional too; long instead of the new shorter style everyone seemed to think wasn't slutty. Too bad they were wrong. She was confident, but modest; wearing four inch heels, but wrapping her exposed shoulders in a navy colored shawl.

"You look beautiful, Miss Spirit," I had whispered against her temple while swaying us slightly on the dance floor. It was true, so I didn't mind saying it. Plus, no one could hear us, so I didn't sound too much like a pussy. I had kissed her just below her ear then. Her scent was intoxicating. I felt like a king.

Funny how I never thought she'd actually be my queen. But there we were, dancing - kind of - and she was a vision.

She had blushed at my praise, but didn't say anything. Her smile was contagious and I had never had a better night.

**!~AWWG~!**

It's Sunday and I'm still high on last night. The weekend is usually boring for me. Most of my peers live for it, but I'd rather be at school; I just kind of sit around, doing nothing, wasting the days away until I can see Bella again. If I'm lucky, there's some party going on and I'll get to see her there. But if I don't, then I just consider it a total bust.

This weekend's different though. The dance was last night and I was able to spend time with Bella until her eleven o'clock curfew. I try avoiding her father at all costs so I got her home by ten-forty. It's bittersweet; wanting to spend time with her, but being happy to live another day without bullet holes.

It keeps getting harder to keep a distance though.

Bella was so great last night. Just thinking about how much she smiled makes me hard. Her cheeks were rosy and she had on just the faintest bit of make-up. Her eyelashes were long and dark, making her brown eyes shimmer with golden flakes. I feel like a pussy for admitting to myself that I noticed, but I did.

Every time I envision her staring up at me, biting the corner of her lip...or when she puts her finger close to her mouth - as if she's trying to break the habit of biting her nails - a flash of liquid heat rushes up and down my body. It's simultaneous over and underwhelming. I ended up jerking off a lot last night once I got home...

...which brings me to my current Sunday schedule. I usually play video games, but I can't help myself; my girl owns me. All I can do is sigh and head into the hall bathroom, thankful that now my sister, Rose, goes to college and doesn't have to share with me anymore.

I grab my cellphone and shove it into my sweatpants pocket. I don't know how long I'll be spanking it and sometimes Alec calls me to log onto XBox Live. It's a lame excuse, seeing as it's only ten in the morning, but there's a part of me that hopes my girl will call while I'm thinking of her. It makes me feel like a perv, but not enough to stop me from laying the phone on the countertop - so that I can see the screen - once I enter the bathroom.

I'm done fifteen minutes later when my phone vibrates. It's my girl. I barely tuck my dick back in my pants before I answer.

"Hey, what's up?" I think I sigh a little as I say it. I feel all sappy after last night. It was like a fairytale.

"Hey, Jasper." I can literally hear her blushing. "Nothing, just bored. What are you up to today?"

I pause with a deep inhale through my nose, only to huff out a sigh through my mouth. It makes it seem like I have tons to do when I really won't be doing shit. "I don't know, really. Just chillin' out." I walk out of the bathroom and make my way to my room. I flop backwards onto my bed with another sigh before speaking again. "Why? What're you getting in to?"

"Um, well...n-nothing, really. Uh, Ch-Charlie went fishing, for the day, and I'm just kind of here alone. For the day. So..." She trails off, but I'm alert. What's she saying?

Does she want me to come over?

What would I do once I got there?

What would we do once I got there?

Does she realize all the things I'd want to do to her if we were really alone?

I don't think she does.

I try to sound bored. "For real?"

The other end of the line is silent for a moment before I hear her faintly. "Mmhmm." She's probably biting her fingernail again.

I fight hard to keep my voice from squeaking out. "When's he get back?"

"Not until close to ten, I think." Her voice is soft. Is she really inviting me over?

"You trying to chill?" I can't help how hopeful my voice sounds. Me and my girl haven't had an opportunity to just be alone together. Sure, we're been hanging out for a month, but it's mostly been at school or with other people. The only other time it was just her and me was for our date night, and that doesn't really count because we were surrounded by people. Plus, we hadn't really been this together before, where I could just kiss her whenever I wanted.

I'm suddenly nervous as fuck. I don't know if I can handle being alone in the chief's house with his daughter and my dirty mind. I mean, it's not like I'm thinking she'll let me touch her.

But I really hope she does.

Bella's voice cuts through my inner scrambling. "Yeah. I mean..." Her voice gets softer. "...if you're not doing anything."

I'm not doing jack shit the whole day and I don't even give a fuck if I sound lame for saying so. This is too important to try to be nonchalant. "Nah, it's cool." Well, sort of.

I clear my suddenly dry throat. "What're you trying to get into?"

"Um..." She stalls for a short moment. "Y-y-you want to come hang out here?"

And there it is.

My girl wants me to come over.

And she's stuttering again. I know that means she's embarrassed, but I know enough now to know it also means she's nervous.

My girl wants me to come over.

My girl wants me to come over to her empty house.

My dick has never been harder. I palm it a bit to alleviate some pressure.

It has the opposite effect.

"Yeah that's cool." My voice sounds funny, even in my own ears. It's husky and lower than normal. It kind of freaks me out. I clear my throat. "What time you want me to come by?"

"Now's cool." She sounds a bit too loud. I hear her clear her throat too. "Or whenever..."

I want to dance around my room, squealing like a little girl. But I'm a guy and I need to play this cool. "Give me thirty."

We say goodbye and hang up. I realize I'm the only one home; I think my parents are at church, or something.

I smile really big and pump a fist in the air.

My girl wants me to come over.

And we'll be all alone.

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A/N: Yeah, I hope you liked it. I'd rather shorten it here, then to post off schedule. This is looking up from last chapter, but that's because I'm holding off on the drama. Honestly, I don't even know if I want to do it. Maybe I'll fluff this up and make a sequel to have all the bad shit happen... Maybe, maybe not.

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~Tay

P.s. - since I'm in a Rec-ing mood, I suggest everyone take the time to read McFearless by TeamBella23. *CAUTION: THIS IS SLASH!* But it is so fucking funny, I have to tell you all to read it. Do you follow me on twitter? Do you see all my sock avis and talk of things being "less gay"? This is where it comes from. Basically, Edward and Jasper have been best friends since they were kids. As next door neighbors, they've been through a lot of things together. Bella cheats on Edward and he gets shit-faced drunk. His buddy Jasper consoles him in a bro sort of way and they end up kissing...then making-out...then there's blow jobs... but they SWEAR they're not gay! It's hilarity and so true to boy fashion it makes me want to smack the screen. It's no-where-near complete, so you'll have to be chomping at the bit of updates like me!

Oh, and if you haven't guessed it yet, I'm an All-Human kind of girl.