Hey! So, I lied. I know, I'm a horrible person. This isn't from the future. I got another idea and decided to go with it. I'm thinking (thinking being the key word here) that the next one will be from the past too, and then have the one shot from the future. But we shall see...don't quote me or anything; god knows I change my mind.

For all of those who haven't seen it yet: NEW MOON WAS AMAZING! It was really close book wise which made me happy, and Jasper had kick ass lines which made me smile. Plus Rob and Taylor without shirts on? Yeah, I was a happy girl watching that, let me tell you.

Speaking of Jasper...this is how Jasper and Alice met each other. ENJOY!

Preliminary Exam #3

8 months ago

"So then he shows up to the front desk in his totally sexy scrubs and asks me out on a date. To which, of course, I said 'yes'. I mean, its Dr. Masen for God's sake who the hell is going to tell that man 'no'?"

Nurse Jessica Stanley was droning on and on about an apparent "date" she got asked on by a surgical resident behind me in line to get coffee. I could feel a brain aneurysm starting to form somewhere in my cerebral cortex.

Is not even Starbucks safe from evil hags?!

Jessica and I—tragically—went to high school together back in Forks. She's still the same Jessica, gossiping and ruining lives to get over her lack of self-esteem.

Girls like Jessica Stanley are easy to psycho-analyse. For example, Jessica likes to deflect her low self-esteem and use it by gossiping and trash talking about innocent people behind their backs—or spread lies about getting dates that even she knows she could never get. Either Jessica's parents never really gave her enough attention or compliments as a child, or she was picked on in elementary school, or her date stood her up at prom. All three of those pretty shitty life moments happened to Jessica I'm guessing—I don't know her parents, but they don't seem overly affectionate. I wasn't in Forks for elementary school, but I have heard stories through the grapevine. And Mike Newton did stand her up at prom because he was too busy following me around all the while dodging Emmett and his fists of fury. So I've got 1 of 3 right, just from my own traumatic experience alone.

I don't know how Jessica deals with all the hate and lies she spreads...but I'm guessing it goes straight to her hair because as god as my witness that mop on the top of her head gets even frizzier every time I see her. She makes Hermione Granger seem like a Vidal Sassoon hair model...Jessica's fro is that crazy.

In high school Alice and I used to joke that she kept secrets and random objects in that hair—like my mysterious N*SYNC folder that went missing one day, never to be seen again.

Jessica continued to ramble to her friend about her "super-duper sexy Saturday night date slash sex-fest" or whatever the hell she was squealing about. (I may have made up the 'super-duper' part.)

I couldn't hold back the snort that escaped me because knowing with Jessica Stanley's luck she's still a virgin...or just barely made it to third base.

Not that my experience with geeky med students in college was a dream come true.

"Oh! Bella Swan! I didn't even see you standing there!" Jessica said behind me in a fake shocked voice, I reluctantly turned around cursing myself for snorting and listening in, in the first place.

I know, isn't it so weird that I've been standing in front of you in line for the past five minutes and you just noticed me now? Stupid cow. "Hello, Jessica. Fancy seeing you here," at the closest Starbucks to the hospital no less, I added mentally.

Jessica clearly didn't pick up on my sarcasm because she smiled at me. "Did you hear the good news, Bella?"

You're transferring to a different hospital in China and leaving me in peace? Pch, dream on, Swan. "Um, no, I have not I'm afraid."

"Oh my gosh, Bella! Dr. Masen asked me out on a date!"

Am I supposed to squeal and jump and down for her or something? "Uh, who's Dr. Masen?" I asked like a moron.

Jessica and her nurse friend, who I believe is named Francine, looked at me horror struck and a little astonished.

"You don't know who Dr. Masen is?" Jessica asked in her annoying 'I know something you don't know' voice. That voice was the bane of my existence in high school.

Did I stutter? "Uh, no...Should I?"

"He's only, like, the like, single most hottest surgical resident, like, ever!" Francine said in her stupid fake valley girl voice; which I've always found amusing since we live in Seattle and she's a bottle blonde—I can see her dirty black roots coming in from kilometres away on a good day...it's a skill.

"Oh," I said trying hard not to grimace at Francine's lack of proper grammar skills. "Well, I'm up on the psych floor so I rarely ever meet or see the surgical residents—that's why I've never heard of Dr. Masen."

Jessica and Francine seemed to stew over that for a minute and nodded. I heard the barista call for the next person in line—who just so happened to be me—and I went forward, ordering a Grande Skinny Vanilla Latte. I paid the young barista who looked like he wanted to kill himself because of his job and moved to the side, waiting for my drink and allowing Jessica and Francine to come to the cash to order their fraps.

My drink came up and I thanked the other barista as I grabbed my "mornin' juice" (as Alice always calls it). I went to grab some napkins, because knowing my luck I'll just spill all over myself today. I saw Jessica and Francine leave without saying goodbye—thankfully—and gossiping loudly about some slutty nurse.

Aw, is Jessica referring to herself in secret again? How cute.

I started thinking about how awesome it would be to convince my friend Kate—who is head of the nurses—to make Jessica work on Saturday and miss her date. My backstabbing plotting my cut off by someone saying my name behind me in a familiar voice.

"Well, well, well. Isabella Marie Swan, as I live and breathe," a male voice said behind me in a Texan drawl. I immediately knew who the voice belonged to and smiled.

I turned around. "Jasper Ignatius Whitlock!" I said smiling widely.

"Shh!" He cried looking around in a panic. "What did I say about sayin' my dreaded middle name in public, Swan?"

"Uh, scream it at the top of my lungs?" I smiled.

He gave me a hard look and raised an eyebrow.

I sighed. "Okay fine, sorry. It's been almost 3 years, Whitlock; do you seriously expect me to remember something that long?"

Jasper and I were in the Psychology program at UW, although it was my major and his minor. Jasper was majoring in history, and was using his Psychology degree to add it to psycho-analyse the great leaders of histories past. Last time I saw him was at graduation, where he told me he was moving back to Texas.

Before I could ask Jasper what he was doing in town he pulled me into a tight, vice grip hug. "I've missed you, Bella! How's Seattle Grace?"

I laughed and squeezed him back. He let me go and I grabbed my drink before I forgot about it. "SGH is good; it's been a great experience. I've learned lots...met a lot of people. How about you, shouldn't you be in Texas?"

Jasper smiled and led us to an empty table. "I was for a little while; I decided to go to teachers college while I was back home and I got my degree. I just got a job teachin' History at UW, actually." He smiled sweetly at me and his blue eyes sparkled with excitement.

"That's great, Jasper! You should come over to my flat tonight for dinner to celebrate you're new job! I'll even invite Emmett, you remember my brother right?"

He nodded. "Sure do, we were on the football team together in college, remember?"

I blushed and nodded, I forgot they knew each other.

"Do you still live in that same flat that you used to in college?" Jasper asked taking a drink of his coffee.

I nodded and took a sip of mine also. "Yeah, remember the address?"

Jasper and I had to work on a project in one our classes one year so he came over to the flat to work on it. Neither Alice or Emmett were home that day so he never got to meet them that day—although I later found out he was on the football team with Em.

"Sure do, what time do you want me over there?" Jasper asked.

"I'm done work at 7, so how about 8:30 or 9? Alice, my roommate and best friend, will be there too just so you know."

"Excellent!" Jasper grinned, handing me his cell phone to program his number in as I did the same with mine.

***

"Alice, please tell me you bought the food I asked for when I called earlier!" I called walking through our front door after work.

I could hear Alice sigh as I put my messenger bag and keys down by the door. "Yes, Bella! I'm a natural born shopper...even grocery shopping."

She said the word 'grocery' with such distain that I had to laugh as I walked towards the kitchen.

I looked around at what Alice had bought and nodded in approval, and got straight to making chicken breasts with mashed potatoes, some veggies and a garden salad.

"So who is coming again?" Alice asked while I started putting breadcrumbs and spices on the chicken.

"An old UW friend of mine, Jasper. He was psych minor so we had basically all the same classes together. He also played football with Em on the team."

I could see Alice nod out of my peripherals. "If he was only a psych minor, what was his major?"

"History," I replied while setting the time on the oven. "He just got a job teaching History at UW, so I said we should celebrate his new job, and him coming back to town."

"Coming back to town? From where, exactly?" Alice asked getting a drink from the fridge.

"He's from Texas, after we graduated he went back home and got his teaching degree. He just came back to Seattle 4 days ago."

"He's a fellow southerner, huh?" Alice asked behind me, I could hear the smile in her voice.

"Yes, ma'am," I laughed. Alice has always wanted to date a southern guy to make her parents—who were both born and raised in Mississippi—proud.

"Well," Alice said walking out of the kitchen. "Seems I need to find a better outfit for tonight's dinner."

I laughed and rolled my eyes. Knowing Alice, she'll make a great impression on Jasper.

***

I heard a knock at the front door from my bedroom.

"Alice! Can you get that?" I called pulling on my shirt and fixing my hair. I looked over at the clock to see it was 8:40, so it was most likely Jasper since Em said he wouldn't be here till around 9:10 or so.

"Sure!" Alice called back.

I quickly grabbed a pair of earrings and socks and left my room. I could hear Jasper and Alice talking by the front door.

"Hey Jazz!" I greeted walking towards the front door.

Jasper merely nodded his head at be because he was too fixated at Alice, who was just staring right back at him with a weird look in her eyes.

"Uh," I said breaking the awkward silence. "Are you guys, okay?"

Alice seemed to snap out of it slightly and smiled widely at Jasper who looked even more dazzled before. "You've kept me waiting a long time," Alice said in a low voice.

Did I just step into an alternate dimension?

I was too confused by what the hell was going on in front of me that I almost didn't hear Jasper's reply.

"I'm sorry, ma'am."

Then Alice proceeded to shake Jasper's hand and usher him into our flat. I stood there like a statue, completely blown away by what had just happened before my eyes. Alice was showing Jasper around the flat and he was following her around like a lost puppy. I just stood there, for god knows how long, until I felt Emmett's large hand on my shoulder.

"Bella? Are you okay?" Emmett asked beside me. I could hear a bit of panic in his voice.

"I...I don't know what just happened," I murmured, trying to blink away my shock.

Emmett stepped in front of me and grabbed my face in between his hands, making me look away from Alice and Jasper and meet his gaze.

"Bella! Snap out of it? What are you talking about?"

I shook my head and came back to real life. "Look at them, Em!" I said pointing towards Jasper and Alice—who were staring at each other again—and shook my head. "I met them both at the door and they were just staring at each other, it was bizarre! And then Alice said something about Jasper keeping her waiting and then he said sorry! Sorry! Like he knew what the hell she was talking about, because I for sure had no idea what she was talking about! Then they just left me standing here, baffled and confused!" I said in a rush trying to understand it in my own head.

Okay, so maybe they knew each other before or something? Or they are Facebook friends? Or...uh...shit, I don't know! That was freaking weird!

Emmett released my face and chuckled. "Maybe they are soul mates, Bella? I haven't seen Ali smile like that in a long, long time."

I instantly smiled too, and nodded. Alice has been single for almost 2 years after all the James Hunter bullshit that happened. I was beginning to think she was getting lonely because she kind of lost the sparkle in her eyes. But now, now looking at her with Jasper, talking, laughing and smiling that sparkle is back.

"Yeah, maybe," I muttered leading Emmett towards the kitchen and the food.

***

"Thanks for dinner Bella, it was...life changin'," Jasper chuckled as he hugged me goodbye at the front door.

I nodded and rolled my eyes. Life changing was an understatement, I wouldn't be surprised if I get a wedding invitation to Jasper and Alice's wedding in a month or two! They were practically finishing each other's thoughts and sentences over dinner, after knowing each other for all of 30 minutes!

"I aim to please. So, I guess I'll be seeing you around a lot more, huh Jazz?" I smiled, punching him in the arm.

Jasper chuckled and nodded, staring at Alice who was talking with Emmett about work. "Yeah," Jasper smiled, sighing a bit. "You better get used to havin' me 'round, Swan."

I nodded. "Treat her right, if not both Emmett and I will kick your ass. Got me, Ignatius?" I snorted.

Jasper looked at me with horror. "Bella! Shut the hell up!"

I started laughing hysterically and patted his back, letting Jasper and Alice have their good bye.

"Wanna take bets on when the wedding is?" Emmett joked getting some ice cream out of the freezer.

"Sure...what are we talking here?"

"Well, apart from a life time of gloating and being dubbed the better twin, I think the winner should get a free pass from the dreaded annual family reunion for a year."

No crazy cheek pinching Aunts? No creepy teeth less Uncles? No annoying stories of how cute I was as a child? "You're on, Emmett Charles! But let it be known, I'm obviously the better twin," I smiled getting bowls out of the cupboard after shaking Emmett's hand.

"Dream on, Isabella Marie! No one is cooler than the Em-ster!"

"Uh, clearly everyone who doesn't refer to themselves with 'ster' at the end of their name is automatically awesome. Thus, you are disqualified."

Emmett snorted and rolled his eyes before taking a huge blob of chocolate ice cream and putting it in his bowl.

Emmett passed the ice cream back to me, but before I could scoop some out I was tackled to the ground from the side by Alice.

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!" She sang kissing me on the cheek repeatedly.

"Ugh, what the hell, Alice! I love you too, but get the hell off of me!" I moaned, feeling a pain in my side from where I fell.

I think I broke my ribs, or I'm at least internally bleeding. Stupid pixie.

"You introduced me to my soul mate, Bella! How can ever repay you?!" Alice squealed, not getting off of me and still kissing my face.

"You can get off of me for starters," I grumbled.

Alice did as I asked and helped me off, all the while bouncing with glee. Emmett shook his head and booked it out of the kitchen before he got tackled too.

Douchewad.

"I expect a fucking awesome Christmas present this year, Alice," I smiled while scooping out some ice cream.

"Deal! I'll even name mine and Jasper's first born child after you! Thank you!" She squeezed me again, nearly cutting off my air supply.

"Uh, Alice?"

"Yeah, Bella?"

"What are you gonna name the kid if it's a boy?"

Alice cocked her head to the side and thought deeply.

"I have no idea," she said with a confused face.

I burst out laughing, and then grabbed my ice cream leaving Alice to think up a male version of Isabella alone in the kitchen.

God knows Alice will forget about the first born thing anyways...hopefully.

Lmao. Yeah, I had fun with that one. I was going to write the whole dinner conversation, but I just couldn't do it right. Basically Jasper gets everyone up to date on his life and stuff. Alice, Emmett and Bella inform Jasper of their shit too and the conversation rolls on from there. With some sentence finishing by the future Whitlock's too, obviously.

Stay Sweet...and see New Moon!

JDH!