**DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight, the great Stephenie Meyer does.**
A/N: Thanks you guys that continue to review my work, it only encourages me to continue. It makes me feel loved and that I'm a good writer, even though I'm only 13.
Chapter 3… Age 7
"Dum dum da dum... Dum dum da dum..." Alice sang.
"ALI!" I yelled at her.
"Sowwy, Bells, but your 7 now and u know what that means..." Alice squealed.
"Ugh." I rolled my eyes at my hyperactive best friend.
"Alice, go!" I instructed her as we walked over towards Jasper, who was playing in the Cullen's huge sandbox with his older twin brothers Edward and Emmet and Alice's older sister, Rosalie.
Alice skipped ahead of me and stopped at the sandbox's edge.
"Hi Edward." Alice giggled and waved at the tall, bronze-haired boy with shocking emerald eyes.
"Um, hi." Edward replied, obviously uncomfortable with the sudden attention.
"Wanna go on the swings?" she asked; her voice layer with a soft edge.
An edge that I had no name for.
"Um... Sure?" Edward answered, still obviously uncomfortable.
The two made their way across the huge yard to the swing set.
Alice was nearly a head shorter than Edward.
I giggled.
"Emmet," the beautiful girl with long, wavy blond hair and strange violet eyes murmured.
She had the same strange soft edge in her voice as Alice.
The tall, muscular boy with short dark curly brown hair looked up from the sand castle he was building.
"What, Rose?" he asked, confused. The smile on his lips made his dimples pop, and his pure emerald eyes glow.
"Lemmie show ya what I did with the playhouse." she murmured excitedly.
Emmet sighed, but willingly got to his feet.
"Fine." he grumbled.
I had a feeling that they were all leaving just to give Jasper and I some privacy, but I didn't mind one bit.
Jasper looked up from the sandcastle he was building for the
first time and a wave of panic and abandonment washed over his face.
I giggled.
Jasper jumped as he realized that he was not alone in the sandbox; that I was there also. The crooked smile he always wore around me spread wide across his face.
"Bella!" he screamed.
"Hi there." I waved.
Jasper looked at me again, and his cheeks darkened.
"You look pretty" he told me, taking in the mid-thigh length girly navy blue dress Alice made me wear.
His sapphire eyes focused down on his hands.
I blushed.
"Thanks," I said briskly.
"Wanna help me build my kingdom? U can be my queen!" Jasper squealed, changing the subject.
I rolled my eyes; Jasper was such a nerd at times. But I didn't care
"Sure!" I yelled, grateful for the subject change.
I took off my black sandals and made my way across the sand to Jasper.
I kneeled down next to him and began making the walls.
We built in silence.
"Jasper," I finally whispered (my voice wouldn't get any louder) when the silence became too much for me.
"Yeah?" Jasper asked, looking up from the colossal castle he was building; his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
"D-do you r-rememburr the pramise you made when we were four?" I stuttered quietly, staring down at my hands that were buried in the sand.
Confusion rippled across Jasper's pretty little face.
Disappointment ripped its way across my heart.
I knew he wouldn't remember.
"What-what prom-oh!" Jasper's face went from uncertainty to understanding in a split second.
I nodded timidly
"Well, we're seven now…" I continued; my voice trailed off at the end, not knowing if I wanted to know what Jasper thought of it now.
Jasper's face light up like a child locked in Disney World overnight.
"You-you still wanna get married?" Jasper stuttered; his voice high with hopes.
I nodded nervously, unable to find my voice.
The same flash of happiness that rippled across his face when we were six splashed across his pretty face. Jasper, once more, looked like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.
I blushed.
"Come on!" Jasper jumped up on his feet and grabbed my wrist; pulling me up and out of the sand.
I giggled uncontrollably.
"'Kay." I yelled with laughter clear in my voice.
Jasper pulled me into his giant white house; leaving the sliding screen door gaping open to the world.
Jasper let go of my wrist when we were safely in the kitchen.
"Don't fall." He warned me; a sly smile spread on his face.
I laughed, but nodded seriously.
Jasper turned around and rushed to the food pantry, and flung the wooden door wide open.
His sapphire searched the shelves for a few moments before he screamed "AHA! I found you!" and pulled out two cherry Ring Pops.
He turned and started walking over to me, but then stopped and kicked the pantry door closed without looking.
I giggled.
Jasper just rolled his eyes, and cherry-topped his expression with the sly smile that he wore only a few moments ago, and ran over to me.
"What are those for?" I asked at him, eyeing the Ring Pops suspiciously.
Jasper just laughed.
"The rings!" he yelled.
"Ha ha, okay, Jazz," I giggled.
I understood now.
Jasper grabbed my wrist again, and began pulling me towards his backyard again; not even bothering to close the screen door.
Jasper pulled my farther out in his yard; behind his swing set, and behind the towering the pine trees that made the delicate border between the forest and the Cullen's backyard.
"Jasper, where are you taking me?" I asked, panic clear in my voice.
"You'll see!" he told me, squeezing my hand sincerely, silently reminding me that it would all be fine.
Where Jasper's skin touched mine, an explosion happened within me. An electric current raced its way from the tips of my tiny fingers to the valves of my heart. A shockwave ran through my veins and attacked my heart.
I was instantly craving more. So I was disappointed when Jasper dropped his hand and looked away; his cheeks reddened.
Jasper was blushing?! Why?! Did he feel the premature shockwave that flowed from my finger tips to my heart?
Part of my mind wandered to think about why I was feeling like this about Jasper, my best friend in the entire world, especially since I was only seven and in first grade. While the other half of my mind was mesmerized by Jasper's hypnotic sapphire eyes.
I shook my head, clearing my scattered thoughts, and tore my eyes regretfully away from Jasper's.
Jasper's steps slowed as we neared a clearing that held nothing but an absolutely huge old Willow tree that towered over everything.
A gasp escaped my lips.
Jasper pulled my under the tree's branches and shadows and to the giant trunk of the tree; it was wider than at least four of me.
Jasper turned to face me and stared deep into my chocolate brown eyes; his clammy hands reached out and grasped mine in his.
"Umm… I think… I think that we need to say… the, um, vows or something now…" Jasper murmured quietly.
I smiled.
"'Kay," I agreed smoothly.
"I'll go first, I guess…" Jasper volunteered.
I nodded in agreement.
Jasper cleared his throat; his eyes slid closed. He took a deep breath.
He opened his sky blue orbs and stared deep into my eyes; I started to drown in his melted gem stone eyes. He looked so grown up… not at all like a seven-year-old when he looked at me like that…
"Bella, do you take me as your waffley wedded husband?" Jasper asked me; his voice filled with honest hope. His eyes doused in sincere care.
"I do." I murmured.
I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. This couldn't be happening.
My cheeks felt like someone had set them on fire, but for once, I didn't care that I was blushing.
"Your turn…" he pulled me out of my dreams and into reality.
"Right, so, Jasper, do you take me as your waffley wedded wife?" I asked, nervousness leaking through to every word I spoke.
Jasper beamed.
"Of course I do!" he half-shouted.
I giggled.
"Now what?" I asked; I truly had no idea what would happen next; my brain was mush.
"The rings!" Jasper exclaimed as if I was missing the obvious, and I probably was.
He reached into his pocket of his kaki shorts and pulled out the Ring Pops. Carefully, he removed the shiny foil that they were wrapped I, and slid one onto one of my fingers. The forth one on my left hand.
"Here," he said handing me the other one, "you put this one on me!"
I nodded, and slid his Ring Pop onto the same finger he put mine on; the finger that my mommy had her ring on.
We stood there for a few moments in a comfortable silence.
I sighed in contentment.
"I, uh, I think that we're supposed to kiss now…" Jasper whispered.
I felt my eyes grow huge; like a deer in headlights. I was speechless.
"Okay." I shrugged casually.
Jasper leaned forward into me and pressed his soft lips to mine for half a second before we both simultaneously jumped away screaming "ICK!" and wiped our mouths off.
We both laughed.
"Guess who got married?!" I sang as I skipped over to Alice who was balancing the spinning hoola-hoop on her hips.
The pink, glittery hoop dropped on the Hale's driveway.
In the same second, however, Alice was bouncing up and down clapping her hands and screaming.
"YOU MARRIED JASPER?!" she screamed.
I laughed at her hyper activeness.
"Yeah." I told her as I rolled my eyes.
She screamed again.
"Jeez, Ali, stop the screaming!" I half yelled.
A random wave of disappointment washed over her pixie-like features.
"What?" I asked, confused at her sudden mood swing.
"You didn't let me do your wedding…" Alice pouted; her lower lip jutting out ever so slightly and her arms coming to cross in her chest.
I laughed.
"Alice, when I really get married when I'm old, you can for sure do my wedding, otherwise you have the complete right to hurt me." I promised.
A/N: I might not update for awhile, I have some family crisis stuff going on, and it's hard to deal with that and the pressure of updating at the same time. I'm sorry!
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