A.N. Hi my fellow FanFiction friends! Here is Chapter 6... I never really thought I would get here when I started writing this story over a year ago, but here we are. I would like to say again a huge thanks to Silversmile for helping me pull out of my head where this story is going to go and for Jake. He would not be in this story without her. Oh and a big big big thankyou to everyone who reviewed!!! i hope that i will get some more from this chapter, peace!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight

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Chapter 6

Jasper POV

Letting out a yawn as he pulled his grey sweater over his head, Jasper Cullen let his mind wander. Last night, after dropping Jason off at his car in the school parking lot, Jasper had noticed that there was something different about the boy. He seemed... lighter... happier than he had before. Not that he had seemed that down before. There was just a new light surrounding him when he and Alice left the shop.

Glancing in his bedroom mirror to make sure that he was up to Alice's standards, he walked out of his bedroom and onto the landing. Cracking his back as he went, Jasper headed towards the stairs that would lead him to breakfast, the smell of which was already making his mouth water in anticipation. Passing Carlisle's home office, jasper noticed that the door was open a crack.

'That's odd,' he thought to himself as he reached out to close it, 'Carlisle never leaves it open.'

As his fingers brushed against the handle, the door was pulled open from the other side. Standing there on the other side of the door, shoving something into her school bag, was Alice, grinning from ear to ear.

"Alice," said Jasper, hiding his shock at seeing his girlfriend up, ready for school and coming out of Carlisle's office at this time of the morning. "What were you doing in there?"

Reaching up and kissing his cheek, Alice just giggled and started bouncing towards the stairs. "I'm going to Jason's this morning to help him choose an outfit, so I will see you at school! Love you!"

Shaking his head at his girlfriends' hyperactivity, Jasper merely nodded his head and let out another yawn and started to descend the stairs. Sliding into an empty seat at the breakfast bar beside Emmett, who was already stuffing his face with as much bacon he could get his hands on, he tried to think of what Alice could have been taking from Carlisle's office this morning.

'What is she up to?'

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Charlie POV

Draining the final dregs in his coffee mug and placing it back onto the stained wood of the kitchen table. Charlie Swan glanced over to the staircase and smiled slightly. Although it was under horrible circumstances, he was so happy to have his Isabella home again. He had truly missed her while she had been gone.

The house just felt a little bit more alive since she had come home. It was odd to have a teenage daughter in the house, though he supposed he should be thankful she wasn't a real 'girly-girl' with lace and frills everywhere. Bella had always been a bit of a tom-boy.

He frowned at that thought. He wasn't entirely sure what to think about her sudden need to cross-dress and be referred to as 'Jason'.

The sound of the doorbell broke him from his thoughts and with a heavy sigh he stood, wondering who would be there this early in the morning. Clearing his throat, he opened the door.

"Chief Swan, good morning!" The petite girl on his doorstep called out happily.

Charlie blinked twice before it registered who it was standing on his doorstep.

"Alice Cullen, what are you doing here this early in the morning?" He asked, smiling at the energetic girl. He had always liked the Cullen children, despite their slightly unorthodox upbringing.

"I'm here to give Jason a lift to school, do you know if he's up yet?" She asked, practically bouncing on the balls of her feet as she looked up at him, a large smile gracing her face.

'Bella's already making friends.' Charlie thought, as a feeling of relief washed through him.

"Yes, it's up the stairs and to the right, the door at the end." He said, moving out of her way as she bounced up the stairs with a tossed back "thanks!"

"I'm going!" He called up the stairs, so that both girls would know.

"See you later." Bella called back, her voice muffled.

"Bye, Chief Swan." Alice called back down, her head reappearing over the railing of the stairs.

Offering her another small smile he grabbed his gun from its holder beside the door before closing the door behind him. Walking outside he unlocked his car and, just before he was about to sit inside, he glanced up at Bella's slightly open window. From where he was standing, he could just hear the sound of giggling, and any doubts he'd had about Bella's strange clothing choices disappeared.

'Even if she is dressed as a boy, at least she's got a kind and understanding girl friend.'

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Bella POV

Moving her hand out from beneath the cover, Bella smacked her alarm clock across her bedroom to stop its incessant blaring. She had not gotten to sleep until late last night after putting away all of the clothes Alice had bought for her, and receiving a phone call from Jacob, inviting her to a bonfire down at La Push tonight.

Wiggling her way further beneath the covers, Bella felt a small amount of dread spread through her stomach. Today Alice was expecting her to ware one of the outfits she had gotten yesterday, and the flimsy bandage that she had been using to try to conceal her boobs was not going to cut it when it came to the shirts that Alice had bought.

Hearing a car pull up outside, Bella groaned again. Last night Jake had tried to get her to agree to skip school today and hang out with him and his friends in La Push.

'He must not have remembered that I told him no five times last night, so he's decided to come and annoy me about it this morning!'

Throwing the covers off in a flourish, Bella swung her legs over the side of her bed and flinched when her feet hit the ice cold floor. Grumbling to herself under her breath about how boys never listen; she groped sleepily for the door while struggling to pull a baggy sweater over her head.

Sucking in a lung full of air and mentally preparing herself to give Jacob the lecture of his life, Bella flung the door open and was pushed backwards by a mass of black cropped hair and designer clothes.

"Jason!"

Rubbing her eyes to get rid of the sleep that was still lingering in them, Bella was finally able to focus enough to see Alice Cullen pull open one of her draws and dive in head first.

"Alice," Bella said, raising her hand to cover another yawn, "what are you doing here?"

"I've got a present for you," she called over her shoulder as she pulled a black button up long sleeve shirt along with a black short sleeve shirt and chucked them onto the bed behind her before moving onto the next draw. "But before I give it to you I have to pick out your outfit for today. You are going to look so hot when I am done with you."

Turning around with a pair of dark jeans in her hands, Alice went over to her school bag and pulled out a tan piece of fabric.

"This is a pressure vest," Alice said, walking over and handing it to her, "I took it from Carlisles home office this morning. It's supposed to be for burn victims, you know, to help them heal, but I was thinking that it would be perfect for um... your little problems."

Seeing a look of confusion spreading on Bella's face, Alice continued. "Your boobs. The vest is so tight in the chest area that it will squish your boobs flat to your chest and you will look completely flat! I remembered that some company sent Carlisle a few free samples to try to get the hospital to use them so I took it for you!"

Shifting her gaze from the smiling girl in front of her, to the beige fabric hanging limply in her hands, Bella found herself in awe.

'She just found out yesterday, and she didn't push me away like everyone else would have. Instead she's trying to help me.'

Feeling her eyes fill with tears, Bella let the vest drop to the ground and pulled Alice into her arms. Squeezing her and letting a tear fall from her eye, Bella pulled back away from her and picked up the vest again.

"Thank you Alice, you don't know how much this means to me."

"I think I have some idea," She giggled, throwing the clothes she had pulled from the draws earlier at Bella, "now go get dressed, I'm giving you a ride to school."

Smiling lightly, Bella pushed Alice out of her room and closed the door behind her. Pulling her sweater over her head, she slipped the pressure vest on and zipped it up. Moving over to stand in front of the mirror she marvelled at her now completely flat chest. The vest felt almost uncomfortably tight in places, but her now completely boyish figure was worth a little discomfort.

Covering the vest with the two black shirts and slipping on the jeans, Bella grabbed her schoolbag from where she had thrown it on her desk the night before and made her way out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. Brushing her teeth and hair quickly, she made her way downstairs, where Alice was looking at a picture of her parents that was hanging on the wall in the hall way.

"Ready to go?" she said, startling Alice away from the photo.

"Yeh," said Alice as she made her way back to the front door, "Jasper is riding with the others today so it is just you and me. I'll give you a ride home too if you need it, just meet me by the Porche after school."

Nodding her head as they made their way out of the door and to the car, Bella spoke.

"Don't worry about it; my friend Jacob Black should be able to pick me up. He was planning on taking me down to La Push for a bonfire tonight anyway; I'll text him when we get to school."

Slipping into the passenger seat, she let her thoughts float to how the rest of the Cullen's would react to her new look at lunchtime.

'That should be interesting.'

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Edward POV

Advanced Maths was probably the best place in school to think.

Edward ran his hand through his hair as he pretended to concentrate on the rambling teacher in front of him. He could not concentrate on his classes today, since he had arrived this morning it seemed all anyone could talk about was Jason Swans makeover. He didn't know why it was bothering him so much that everyone had seen the new look before him.

It wasn't as if Jason was anything important. In fact, he couldn't even stand being in the same room as him for an extended period of time. Glancing up at the large clock above the classroom door, he took note that there was only ten minuets left of the lesson and then he had to face Jason and his family once again at lunch.

Running his hand through his hair once again, Edward sighed. 'I don't think I could take more than an hour of Jason today.'

Closing his maths book and shoving it haphazardly into his school bag, he rose and walked out of the class, not bothering to acknowledge the slightly frazzled teacher that was franticly trying to explain the entire lessons worth of work in the last few minuets of class. The silent hallway was the only thing he encountered on his way to the lunchroom.

Grabbing yet another unhealthy lunch, he moved and sat at his usual abandoned table. 'If I have to survive lunch with Jason sitting here, I am not going to Bio and Gym. I cannot be so close to him. Thank god it's Friday and I won't have to deal with thinking about him again until Monday. I may actually get some rest this weekend.'

Not hearing the bell ring during his little internal monologue, Edward was surprised to look up and find the rest of the student body making their way noisily around the room. Sparing a glance towards the lunch line, he let out a groan when he saw Alice and Jasper, with only he could assume was Jason, in-between. There was going to be no way that Alice was going to let him get away from her now that she had him in her grasp.

Resisting the eagre to slam his head repeatedly into the table top, he looked around the now full room for the rest of his siblings. Locating them at the very end of the lunch line he let out a sigh, at least he would not have to face Jason with only Alice and Jasper for company. Shovelling his lunch hurriedly into his mouth, as he knew he was going to loose his appetite for some reason as soon as Jason sat down. Edward swallowed just as he heard footsteps and the scraping of chairs around him, announcing the arrival of his family and Jason.

Swallowing the food in his mouth he found himself giving into the urge to look up before he could properly think about it. As soon as his eyes landed on Jason Swan he felt his mouth go dry, it almost felt like time slowed. If there was one thing Edward's sister knew, it was how to make the clothes one wore look good. The tighter clothes that Jason now wore were evident of that. With tighter fitting clothes, Edward was now able to see how petite Jason really was. His small frame and delicate looking features were all very feminine traits that only succeeded in making Edward feel hot under the collar.

Dragging his eyes away from the object of his obsession, he had planned on looking around the cafeteria casually, as if he'd not even noticed Jason's new clothes in the first place. However, the plan failed when he noticed the many eyes following Jason as he sat down at the table. Before he knew what he was doing, he released one of his nastiest glares on all those who dared stare at his Jason!

Silently horrified by this revelation, Edward quickly looked back at his plate, stomach churning as his appetite, as predicted, was lost.

'Ok, so Jason looks even cuter then before, there's nothing wrong with admitting that, it's normal to notice something like that.' He attempted to convince himself.

"Jason!" Rose's voice suddenly snapped him out of his own confusing thoughts. "Look at you!" She looked him up and down appreciatively. Edward had to hold back a growl of possessiveness at the sight of his very own sister looking at the other boy.

"Yeah, if I was into guys I would totally go for you!" Emmet boomed, causing Rose to roll her eyes and Alice to laugh. Edward found his fists clenching as they rested on his thighs under the table, away from prying eyes.

"That's a pretty big compliment, Jason. Emmett's usually too busy chasing after skirts to notice us lesser males." Jasper spoke up, an amused smile tugging at his lips.

'If he even thinks about laying one hand on-' Edward cut his own thoughts off, a sick feeling in his gut as everyone else around him laughed at the cute blush staining Jason's cheeks under his siblings teasing.

'I've got to get out of here.' Without any other thought than that of escape, Edward stood up quickly and with nothing more than a mumbled excuse, tore from the building to the safety of his car. Once inside, he turned his music up loud and allowed himself to get lost in the noise, his mind going blank and giving him a short while of freedom from his torturing thoughts.

Edward didn't realise so much time had passed until he was brought back to the real world by the irritating sound of a loud engine. Looking around the parking lot, he noticed a motorbike parking a few spots down, the owner switching the engine off but not getting off as he pushed back the visor of his helmet. Curious, he continued watching, wondering what Jacob Black was doing in this part of town. He knew Jacob lived down in La Push, on the reservation.

'Who is he was waiting for?'

The sound of the school bell made him realise he had missed both his afternoon classes, though he would have skipped them anyway because he had sat at the table again.

Edward found the subject of his thoughts suddenly appearing along with Alice. The two were laughing together as they walked towards the parking lot.

'He looks so good when he laughs.' Edward found himself unable to prevent the thought from crossing his mind.

Jason said something to Alice as he stopped, turned, and to Edwards's immense surprise and displeasure, began making his way towards Jacob Black and his stupid motorcycle. He watched with growing jealousy as Jacob said something that made Jason smile. Watched as Jason accepted a helmet that was offered to him and, before Edward knew it, was sliding onto the back of the bike. Edward had never felt so jealous before, never wished so much that he could be someone else.

He found himself longing that he was Jacob Black, sitting up front on that motorbike with Jason Swan's small frame pressed up behind him. His arms wrapped tight around his waist, front pushed against his back. Taking him away to somewhere they could be alone...

He could feel the heat covering his cheeks and didn't need to check a mirror to know that he was blushing thanks to the direction his thoughts had taken. However, it didn't change the fact that he was feeling ridiculously jealous of Jacob Black as he revved his engine and tore out of the parking lot like the devil was on his tail.

'This isn't good.'

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Jake POV

'He looks even cuter than before.' Was the first thought through Jacob's head as he caught sight of Jason walking to wards him. Sparing a glance over Jason's shoulder at the person he had just separated from, Jake was slightly disappointed to find that it was a rather cute looking girl.

'I guess means that he might not be gay, if he hangs 'round with chicks like that.'

Feeling himself deflate a little at the thought, he let his mind wander back to the thoughts of Jason he had had the night before. Apparently, after he had arrived back in La Push and met up with his friends, he had talked non stop about Jason Swan. According to the other two boys, he had driven them crazy with his continuous rambling about the brown haired boy.

By the end of the night they had quite bluntly told him to ask Jason out is he liked him so much. He had, naturally, defended himself, saying that he didn't like him like that and he was only glad to have a new friend. They just laughed in his face, disbelievingly.

It had, however, put the idea firmly in his head; very firmly, if his dream last night was anything to go by.

"Jake!"

Pulling himself back from his thoughts, Jake found a smile involuntarily pulling at his lips as an extremely happy Jason greeted him. "Jason" he greeted in kind, holding out his spare helmet for the smaller boy.

It took a minuet of fiddling before Jason had the bulky helmet on and secured properly, he then slipped onto the bike behind Jake. The feel of Jason's hands sliding around his waist, the warmth of his body was seeping through his clothes, causing tingles to linger where they touched.

"Where are we going?"

Snapping his attention back to the present, Jake started the bike and let the engine roar. Glancing back over his shoulder and only seeing a glimpse of the black helmet, he called back, "La Push."

"Yeah," Jake could practically hear him rolling his eyes. "I mean, where in La Push?"

"You'll see. Hold on tight." Jake said, grinning as he snapped down his visor and pushed the accelerator. Relishing in the closeness, despite the blush that was now staining his cheeks, as far as Jake was concerned, Jason could ride on his bike anytime.