ok, so here's the deal.

this chp is actually waaaay later than wanted it be. there's why (here come my excuses, so get ready). *sigh* ok, so about two weeks ago, (the weekend after halloween, happy halloween btw) i had time to write. all i had to do for school was read and study. the reason why i didnt write because i was feeding an addiction. i found this guy on youtube with the screen name swoozie and i love this guy. all his videos are funny and he's so sweet and so nice and so cute and i spent all weekend watching his videos. it got bad to the point where i was almost late for one of my classes and i missed a meeting for one of my clubs. i realized then i had to stop watching him. i was going to stop watching him all together, but i love him so much i couldnt. so i learn how to take him in moderation.

then after my free weekend, i have like three major research things due soon, i've been basely living in my school's library so i've had no more time. then i was done with the chp but then i wanted to start on the next one before updating so it would be a big ace space inbetween, but i'm kinda stuck, so yeah. so that was my reasoning. anywyays...please enjoy

Chapter XXXIII

(Bpov)

I had to say, I was pretty impressed with Edward when I as babysitting. He was better than I thought he would be. I was honestly surprised when he asked to accompanying me. I thought he couldn't wait to leave so he didn't have to come with me to be with a kid. And when we got there, I didn't think he would act the way he did. He was playing with Mikey's toy cars, which Mikey once told me that he didn't let anyone play with them but him and me. Not only did Mikey allow Edward to play with them, but he actually gave him one before we left.

I don't know why, but Edward didn't seem like the kid type. He didn't seem like he wanted to be around kids or anyone younger than him, but his sister. It seem like he wouldn't think it was "cool" or something along those lines. Then again, I've been wrong about him before and he was starting to show there is more to him than what previously met the eyes.

But it turns out his girlfriend was the one who didn't like or even want to have kids. I can't say that surprised me considering whose he dating. But I was surprise when he told me she didn't want to have kids, like ever. What female doesn't ever want a child?

But I thought Edward did such a good job with me when he helped me babysit, so I thought I should give him something.

The next day, I saw him in the middle of the hall. His back was to me. I walked behind him and placed my hands over his eyes. "Guess who." I said.

"Hi, Alice." he replied with confidence. I guess that was the only person who would do something like what I was doing now. I removed my hands and he turned to me. His confident smile faded when he looked and saw he was wrong. But when he saw it was me, he smiled. The genuine one I seem to see a lot and not the smug smirk I use to see. I don't know if anyone else have notice, but I can definitely tell the difference between the two. "Oh, hi Bella. Sorry, I thought you were my sister."

"I kind of guessed. It was a nice guess." I teased. "Are you disappointed?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Not really." He teased. It took me a moment to realize he was in the middle of the hall way because he was talking one of his friends. Some things about him have change, but not that. They still hang around right in the middle of the hall way just to talk to each other.

I looked over his shoulder and saw Emmett. That's must be who he was talking to before I interrupted. I gave Emmett a small smile when I saw him. "Hey Emmett." I greeted.

"Hi." Emmett said shortly, his expression not changing at all. He just stared at me.

My eyes shifted awkwardly. We still weren't the best of friends. I mean he was friendlier to me than before, but I don't think he would go out of his way to talk to me or to have an actually conversation with me. I decided to say something else so it wouldn't be too awkward. I knew the topic. "Rosalie showed me what you gave her yesterday. It was pretty."

"Thanks." was he said. O...Kay. I was kind of expecting a little more. His eyes shifted to Edward then back to me. Then to Edward again. Then back to me. His eyebrows said he was thinking of something. He looked as if he was going to say what he was thinking, but then didn't because he changed his mind. "Speaking of which, I think I should go find her." he slapped his hands with Edward before going me a small bye before leaving us.

"What was that about?" Edward asked when Emmett was out of ear shot. He clearly saw the way Emmett and I were around each other.

"Um...we're not that great of friends, not like the rest of us." I explained.

"Do I need to talk to him?" he asked.

I gave a laugh. That's funny. "No, he's harmless. It's just awkwardness, like just now." I explained some more. "Anyways, did I interrupt something important?" I asked.

"Well…" he started.

I rolled my eyes because I knew he was joking. The fact the smile didn't wipe form his face might have been a clue. "Shut up."

Edward chuckled. "Okay, not really, but since you did, is there a reason why?" he replied.

I gave a smile. "Yes, actually. I wanted to thank you for helping me last night." I started.

"No problem. I had with you and the kid." he said, referring to Mikey as the same thing as last night. In fact, don't think he called him by his name more than once.

"I'm glad you said that. I have something for you." I said.

"What?" I answered by pulling out the two twenty-dollar bills I had for him. "What's this?" he asked looking at the bills.

I laughed. "Money. I would think you of all people would know that." I teased.

He gave an eye roll. "No, I mean is this what you wanted to give me?" he asked. I nodded. "Why?" he asked.

I gave a shrug. "I don't know. I just figure since you did do half the work, you should get half the pay." I told him.

"Half?" he questioned. I nodded. "Bella, that's forty dollars." he said.

"I'm aware." I said.

When I did, it didn't take him too long to do the math. "You made eighty damn dollars in just one night?" he asked in shock.

"It really isn't that much." I answered.

"You've made more before? How does that even happen?" he asked still in shock.

"Remember when I said that they owned me double?" he nodded. "Well, I wasn't joking. My usual time for that couple is Friday through Monday. But when they, or anyone else for that matter, calls me on a non usual day, I charge double my usual ten dollars an hour. I feel it's only fair for the inconvenience in case I'm doing something, like studying, for instance. But I usually make more because I usually work longer than four hours. When someone calls me, it's for all afternoon or even all day while the parents are at work."

"Don't you think ten dollars an hour is a little much?" he asked.

"Well, college isn't really cheap, Edward." I reminded him. It was part of the reason I charge so much. When I told my dad what college I was applying to, he said he will help, but he can only do so much.

"You do that to make money for college?" he asked.

"It's not like my parents have money set aside for me. Even if they did, it wouldn't be enough." I explained.

"Then I can't take that." he said, pushing my still held out hand with the money back to me. "You needed it; I don't." he reminded me.

I laughed at the fact that he felt the need to reply like that. As if i didn't already know. I've seen his house and car. I'm even wearing some of the clothes and shoes that his sister gave me. I know he had money. I knew that when I made my decision last night to give him half.

"Edward. Just take it." I urged when I saw him still staring at me.

I could tell he was questioning if he should or not. He was trying to be a good guy. That's good. The old Edward would have just took it and felt like I did owe him for his time. That was change on his part. However, the old Edward wouldn't have accompanied me on a babysitting job either. But like I said, change. I saw he did make a move to reach for the bills, so I went on. "It's fine. You helped me when you didn't have to, so I think you deserve it. Besides, it's only forty dollars. It's not like it will break me."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Positive." I assured him. He looked at the bills once more before finally breaking and taking them out of my hand.

"Thanks, I guess." he said as he folded the bills before stuffing them in his pocket. "If you can make that much in one night, I should take it up." he teased.

I laughed. "Please, you don't need to work like us common folk." I teased back.

"I love how you always remind me of my riches." he replied sarcastically with an eye roll. "I'm beginning to think that's all you see me as." he went on.

"Not all but primary." I said, not completely joking.

"That means you still see me as shallow." he replied. I looked at him. I could see he was being serious. Whoa, okay that came out of nowhere.

"No, I don't." I replied. I don't think of him as the spoiled rich kid, not like I use to. He's showing layers and showed he could be more. However, I do find it quite humorous any time he compares our money because once again, there was really no comparison. "Where did that come from, Edward?" I asked.

He gave a shrug. "I was just thinking about what you said last night; about how I deserved better. Well, I was thinking, wouldn't someone who was shallow deserve someone who was equally shallow?" he said. I knew what he was talking about. He was talking about what I said about him and Tanya; about how I think he could do better than. I wasn't just saying that because I don't like her, though that was a good part of it; I said it because I think it was true. Edward wasn't saint, no one was. But he did deserve someone better than someone who was mean and rude to everyone, his sister included.

I shook my head that him. "You're not shallow. And even if you were, you're nowhere as near as bad as that girlfriend of yours." I told him. He gave a hard ugh with a clinch. "What?"

"I just don't know I feel about her being referred as that anymore."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Uh..." he rubbed the back of his neck. He looked like he was trying to find the right words to say. "I think Tanya and I should take a break." He finally said.

It was just too bad he found the words I didn't understand. I don't think I even heard the phase use like that. "A break?" I questioned.

He nodded. "Maybe even something a little more permanent." he replied.

It didn't take much else for me to actually get what he was trying to tell me. "Oh, I think I get it." I told him. "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly brought that on?" I asked.

"Like I said, I was thinking about what you said. I started to realize how right you, my sister, and my mother is about her. I just don't know why it took you to say something like that for me to finally get it."

"Does she know?" I asked. Translation: did he already to what I was thinking of? Did he finally break up with his girlfriend?

I have to admit, I got a small amount of disappointment when he shook his head. "No, not yet."

"Well, did you tell anyone else?" I asked, wondering if I was the only one he told.

"Just my sister, so you can say anything to Rosalie." he said.

I couldn't help but wonder why the only other person besides Alice he told this was me. why did he feel like should tell me about his decision he made about him and his girlfriend's relationship, or what might be the end of it? but I nodded anyways. "Sure. You're secret is safe with me." I assured him.

"Okay, thanks."

I nodded. "Sure; but why are you telling me this?" I asked him what I was thinking.

He gave a smile as well as shrug. "I guess I just trust you." He answered. I gave a returning smile. It was because the same thing I said to him when I told him about my parents and my strong feelings for his best friend. "And I think because I've been kind of thinking of something else." he said.

"Okay. What?" I asked. When I did, his smile kind of faded. In fact, he looked at unease. What was wrong with him? What was he thinking about?

He opened his mouth to say something. However, whatever he was going to say never came out for he got interrupted by someone calling my name. We both turned to the voice and saw Rosalie walking towards us.

She made it to us. "We need to get to class." she said to me.

"Why?" I asked, knowing we still have a few minutes before we had to be in class.

"Apparently we have some kind of lab or something in class and I want to have the first pick of the items." she explained. I rolled my eyes at her. Of course that was the reason.

"Okay. Just give me a minute." I told her. I turned back to Edward. "What were you saying?" I asked.

His eyes shifted to Rosalie, who was still standing next to me. Then he switched them back to me. "Uh...you know what, it's not important." he said as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah; it was something small. Go to class, I'll talk to you at lunch." he said.

"Okay." I said. He said bye before turning and walking away from Rosalie and me.

"Did I interrupt something?" she asked. I shook my head. She wasn't; according to Edward anyways. "Then what the hell was that about?"

"I don't know." I told her honestly. I wish I could tell her, but I would have to have an answer first. He's been acting a little weird since that whole thing with him and me at the party a few weeks ago. He hasn't been himself. I guess that was kind of a good thing, if he didn't do things like that. Start to say something, but then back out. I stopped thinking about it as I turned to Rosalie. "Let's get to class" I said before we started walking in the direction of our room.

"So I was thinking about something." she started as we walked. Her too? What was everyone thinking about lately? It all made me think as if I was missing something and should be doing the same thing.

I humored her. "What?"

"You and Jasper." she answered. Through I've been spending so much time with him, his n a me made me smile, just like any other time. That might be a topic I want to hear.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean about a few days ago when he asked to hang out with him at the house and you freaked out." she answered.

I rolled my eyes. "I didn't freak out." I corrected her.

"Whatever. Anyways, I thought about why you acted the way you did."

"Enlighten me." I said.

"Well, maybe because you're not use to being with him with no one else around." she answered. I started to disagree, but she stopped me and went on. "Okay, I know what you're going to say, so you don't have to. But the last two times you were, there were still hundreds of other people around. In the house, it will be just you two. Maybe you don't want it to be just you two because you're scared you won't be able to keep his attention or a something." she said.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Is that the best you can come with" I asked.

"Hey, don't make fun of me. I've been thinking very hard about that for a long time." she said.

I gave a smile. "I'm not. And for all I know, you could be right. But he hasn't even brought it back up or anything so can we stop talking about it." I asked. Not that I didn't like talking about me and Jasper, it was a good topic. It's just that I don't want to be reminded of one time him and I would get together, I gave it up and denied him.

"Fine." she answered. "Do you want to come over tonight?" she asked, switching the topic like I asked her to.

"Sure, but why?" I asked.

"The team starts practice again tonight and I don't feel like doing my homework alone for the night." she explained. I wondered if she knew I already about the team. Probably not.

I could understand that she didn't want to be alone. It was always better to be with someone else rather than being along. "Sure." I said again before we made our way in the room.

After school, Rosalie told me to stop by a little later than we planned because she had to make to sure the cheerleaders were doing the routine correctly. I told her okay. That gave me time to talk to my dad about Saturday. It wasn't until around 8:15 or so when I left to go her house. I told my dad we were studying so he let me go, even though it was a little late to be just leaving the house.

When I got there, I parked my car on the carb before getting out and grabbing my bag. I walked up the sidewalk and knocked on the door. It took a minute before the door opened. When it did, it wasn't the person, I was expecting.

He looked at me with shocked eyes. I don't know if it was because he wasn't expecting company, or if it was because he wasn't expecting me. It was probably both, judging by his appearance. He was dressed in a white t-shirt with "Forks High School Varsity Football" on it in dark red lettering with gray sweatpants. I know I replied with the same look. I think it was safe to say we were both pretty surprised to each other. "Hey." He said.

"Um…hi, Jasper." I replied.

He just stared at me with the same shocked look until he shook his head. "I'm sorry. Would you like to come in?" he asked. He probably asked because he felt the slight chill of the February night air.

"S-sure." I stuttered out. He stepped out the way of the door so I could walk in the house. The party was the first time in almost a year I've been here; I kind of forgot how their living room looked.

"Well, this is a surprise." He said as I heard the door close. I turned to him. "And not that I don't like it, but what exactly are you doing here?" he asked when I did.

I gave a small chuckle. "I was going to ask you the same thing." I said.

He lifted an eyebrow in confusion. "I think that should be my line." He joked. Considering two people said that they team started their practice again tonight and it was going to run long. That means he shouldn't be here, in his house. I can see the confusion.

I gave the same small chuckle back. He had a very good point. However, now he knows how I felt when he came to my house looking for Edward and asked why I was there. "Um, Rosalie and Edward said you guys started practice for the game one Saturday tonight." I explained.

"It's 8:30. It over about thirty minutes ago." He explained.

"Oh." That explains it.

"Your turn." He said. I looked at him. "Why are you here?" he asked again.

"Rosalie wanted to do homework." I told him.

"Okay." He gave a nod.

"Well, I should go upstairs and tell her I'm here." I said before turning away from him. I walked towards the staircase.

"You might be waiting a while." He said as I went up one step.

I turned to him. "Why do you say that?" I asked.

"She's not here." He answered the question.

What…what did he mean she wasn't here? She should be here. Where else would she be? "Where is she?" I asked.

"She with Emmett. They went somewhere after practice. She didn't give me much detail, for which I didn't mind." He replied. I gave a small smile. I couldn't give anything more because I was kind of upset. Well, thanks Rosalie. You could have texted me or something. Instead, I'm here at her house, very confused. Her brother was probably laughing in his head at me right now.

"Thanks." I gave sigh. "I probably should go then." I said as I went down the one step I went up.

"Or you can stay." He invited before I could turn away him again.

I looked at him. "Uh…"

"I mean, since we never got a chance before. And since you were already planning on staying, you might as well, right?" He said. He was trying to convince a good reason to stay.

"I guess that kinda makes sense." When I said that, his smile widened. "So, what were you doing before I interrupted?" I finally asked.

"Well, I was making pizza. It's something I do when I'm home alone."

"You're here alone?" I asked. There's another reason why I wouldn't hurt me to stay here with him. He shouldn't here alone.

"Well, my parents are both working and Rosa is with Emmett, so yeah, pretty much." He said. "But not with you here." He said as his smile widened a bit. I gave a blush. No matter how many times he says things like that, I will always do the same thing. "Would you like to help me finish?" he asked.

"Um, sure." I said, not really know what he meant. I placed my book bag on the floor before following him to the kitchen anyways. When we got there, he was pulling something round out of the refrigerator. It took me a minute to realize it was it raw dough.

"Wait…" I said. He turned to me. "You meant actually making it?" I asked, wondering why he had so much stuff out.

"You sound surprised." He noted as he placed the dough ball on the counter.

"Well, I am. I never thought people actually made it from starch like that."

"Yeah, it kinda clears my mind. Plus it gives me something to do." He answered.

"I didn't even know you knew how to cook." I told him. Out of everything I knew or heard about him, I never heard a word of him cooking. I don't know how, but I think I just liked him more than I did before, if that was possible.

He chuckled. "You flatter me, but it's not really considered cooking when I can only make one thing." He answered.

"Still impressive." I said.

He gave a smile as he looked away. He looked at the knife and grabbed it. "You can chop, right?" he asked as he handed the knife to me. I could tell he was changing the subject. However, I wasn't sure if it was because he was embarrassed. I would think that was the reason. He's cute when he is. I wondered if he thinks the same about me. I smiled back and nodded. "Good. You can cut the vegetables." He said. I said okay before taking the knife from his hand. I walked around the table to the cutting board on the counter.

XXX

After we finished fixing the pizza, he put it in the over. As we waited for it to be done, he asked me about my time playing soccer. He asked what made me get into it and position I played. I told him fullback, which was just basically a defender. He joked that he didn't know anything about soccer. I told him the basics of the game and what my position did. He was the first person I told to about it since I got it to high school. When I quit, I kind of put it behind me.

"I wish I could have seen you." He said before taking a bit of his slice of pizza. It was out of the oven and we were eating it on the couch. We faced each other and continued to talk about soccer. I found it a little funny that he wanted to know so much about it. That means he wanted to know about me, about who and what I was before him and high school.

"Why?" I laughed. "I wasn't that good."

He laughed back. "I'm sure you were fine. Plus, I'm sure you looked great in your uniform." He replied.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I looked amazing in electric blue polyester soccer shorts and braided pigtails." I told him sarcastically.

"Pigtail?" he chuckled. I nodded. I had the same problem with my hair as before Alice cut it. It was too long so I kept it braided in pigtails tied with ribbons or hair ties or anything else my mother found to make her tom-boy daughter into a girly girl. "Cute." He answered before taking another bit.

"Thanks." I smiled. He smiled back.

"Uh…I didn't know there was so much about soccer. I thought it was kicking a ball." He said, changing the subject back.

I laughed. "Common misconception. But now you know how I feel about your sport." I said before taking a bit of the slice of pizza on my plate.

"Whatever. You didn't seem too confused at the last game." He replied.

"That's only because my cousin was walking me through the whole thing." I answered.

"So does that mean you don't need my help anymore?" he asked.

I gave a soft smile as I tucked my hair behind my ear. "I mean, there's always more I can learn."

"Maybe I can help you. You know so you won't be confused for our last game."

"That's nice of you, but I'm actually not going to the game on Saturday." I told him.

He tilted his head in confusion. "Really? Why not?" he asked before taking another bit of his pizza.

"I'm kinda of hanging out with my dad that day." I told him, a little embarrassed. He was the only person, besides Rosalie, that I told about my plans on Saturday. That's what I was talking to my dad about before I left. He wanted know what we were going to do and where I wanted to eat and all of that.

"Well, that's nice. But I will be honest and that it kind of sucks you will not be there."

"Why, will you miss me or something?" I teased.

"Yes." He said. My teasing smile dropped when I heard that. Was he serious? His smile widened. "I didn't know what I was missing until I saw you there a few weeks ago. And besides…" he stopped. He placed his plate on the floor before moving towards me. He took my plate out of my hand and did the same thing he did with his. "We could've used the extra help more than ever." He said.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I stuttered out, though I think I knew what he meant.

He didn't answer as he moved closer to me, closing the small space between us. He leaned in but stopped inches away from my face. He gave me a serious look. "Bella, what do you think about this? Us…I mean. Are you not okay with it?" he asked.

"I…I think you know the answer to that." I said softly. It was all I could get out. I was losing my voice. I think it was because I was to focus on trying to control my breathing to do anything else.

"I don't think I do. If you are, prove it."

"How?" I asked.

His eyes shifted to my lips then back at my eyes. "Kiss me." he said.

That was blunt. "Wait…what?" I said, stunned.

He gave a small breathe. Then he cleared his throat. Wait…was he nervous? "Kiss me." he repeated. "If you're okay with this, if you're okay with me being this close to you; then kiss me." he said.

I knew this was coming. I told Rosalie. But was she right; was I losing his attention? not now, I mean, but period.

"But…uh…" I gulped. "Why do I have to?" I asked. But what I didn't see coming was that he wanted me to do it usually when this happens, all the two times, he did it. Why change it? What was he up to?

"Because whenever we do…" he cleared his throat again. "Whenever we do this, I make the first move. And when I do, you end up pulling away." When he said that, I thought of something. Did I pull away in his room doing the party? Was it him or me? it might have been me. He might be right. I probably did pull back. That was probably why he said what he did and suggested we should get back to the party. He probably thought that was what I wanted. "I just want to make sure we're the same page." He continued, breaking my thoughts.

That was it. He didn't think we were on the same page. In fact, he thought he was ahead of me.

I shouldn't be surprise. I pull and turn away anytime he tries to kiss me and act as if I don't want to be alone with him. I should have seen that idea coming. In fact, not only did I see it coming, I was afraid of it actually happing. So Rosalie was right. He did like me and he thought more than he should. I do need to get used to being around him because we were going to be around each other a lot. And maybe prove Rosalie wrong about what she said earlier. I needed to stop looking for excuses and stop thinking "what if" and just...

"Unless we're not." he started to pull back. Enough thinking. Just go for it.

I grabbed him on either side of his face. I pulled him to me and closed the space between our lips. I don't think he thought I would actually do it. I could tell he was shocked at what I did because he didn't reply as soon as our lips touched. Then, to show I wasn't pulling away anytime soon, I moved my hand to his hair. I gripped it tightly as I pulled him more into me.

He gave a groan before placing his hands on my hips. He gripped them tightly as he pulled my body closer to his. When he did, my leg was literally on top one of his. We pulled back an inch away from each other. When we did, I was breathing hard like always. But he was too. He looked at me as if to ask if I was okay.

No more thinking. I stopped his question and I replied by closing the space again. If I was going to get used to it, this might be the only way I could. He was leaning more and more into me. I was almost lying on the couch under him.

I could tell he was trying to do something with his tongue when I felt the tip of it on my lip. I didn't know what he was going to do because he didn't get the chance.

"Jasper, I'm home." I heard a female voice. We thought the same thing as we quick untangled ourselves and pulled away from each other. We sat up and sat on opposite sides of the couch, farther apart than before. "Where are you, bro?" Rosalie said.

"Living room." He said after wiping my lip gloss off his lips. His voice was slightly cracked. I wondered if his sister heard it too. I followed his lead and wiped what was let of mine off my own lips. I heard her heels before she walked in the living room.

"Jasper, Emmett took me shopping. You should see the shoes he got me." she stopped. "Bella?" she said in a question. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

Well, that explains why she didn't text me. She forgot. Classic Rosa when it comes to her boyfriend and shoes. I turned to her. "You and I were supposes to study." I reminded.

She gave a face of remembrance. "Damn it, that's right. I'm sorry, Izzie, I totally forgot." she said.

"It's okay." I told her.

"Have you been hanging out with Jasper all night?" she asked.

I nodded. "We had a pretty good time." I told her.

"Cool." She looked her brother. "I smell pizza. Did you make some?" she asked

He nodded. "The rest is in the kitchen." He said.

She looked back and forward between Jasper and me then back again. "What the hell is wrong with you two?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Jasper said.

"What? Nothing?" I said at the same time as Jasper.

"I mean you two seem very…tense about something. Was I interrupting something?" she asked. The second time today she asked that question. This time, I couldn't answer her. Jasper ad I both just looked away. I'm pretty sure we were both blushing. "Okay, wait…were you two just…" she stopped because I'm pretty sure she got it and didn't need to say it. We didn't answer and sure she didn't need it. "Oh my gosh. Uh…okay…I'm…I'm so, so sorry you guys. I should have probably given some kind of heads up or something, probably knocked or whatever, I don't know. And I don't know why still standing here. I should probably leave."

Jasper nodded. "I think so." He mumbled.

"Okay, I'm going to go…call Alice, I guess. I'll just leave. Sorry." She said again before I heard her leave the room and quickly climb the stairs.

Jasper and I looked at each other on the side of our eyes. When we heard the door closed, we both busted with laughter as if we couldn't hold it in anymore. Jasper rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh…that was embarrassing." He said, pointing the obvious.

"Yeah. Maybe I should get going." I said.

"You don't have to." He said.

I nodded. "Actually I do. Curfew is in about an hour." I told him the truth. I didn't know how late it was until I just looked at my phone to avoid eye contact with anyone.

"Okay. I will walk you to the door." He said as we both got up. He walked to the kitchen and grabbed my bag. I thanked him when he handed it to me. "Bella." He said when we got to the door, he opened it for me. I turned to him. "I'm glad you stayed." He said, leaning on the door.

I turned to him and nodded. "Me too. I had fun, until, you know…" I said.

"Yeah." He gave an awkward laugh. "I'm totally going to kill my sister." He joked.

"It wasn't her fault."

"So much for the 'twins know what each other's thinking' thing, right?" he continued joking.

I laughed. "I guess so. Maybe you should send it out better." I teased

He laughed. "Right. Well, I should clean up the kitchen. I'll see you tomorrow." I nodded. I walked out the door.

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on my last update, i said i was watching Disney movies and that made someone ask me who was my favorite disney princess. honestly, i've been thinking a lot about this question and i'm about to let you in on my thought process...

okay, so if we're talking the one i relate to the most, i would say tiana (princess and the frog) because she was a daddy's girl like me and her dad inspired her to cook and move forward like mine. he also wants to own a restaurant; so that's one.

if we're talking from my fav movie, lady (lady and the tramp). she was like the slang version of the word princess and she's so cute and i love that movie. fav overall disney movie.

if we're talking about who i like because of their prince, ariel (little mermaid). i love eric. i know he was a prince, but i loved him. when i was younger, i had the biggest crush on him and i wished he was real. he's a bit of an air head, but that was ok. it was the eyes. *fangirl gasp* love them. hmm...ok, i'll stop talking about him because i will talk him all night...

if we're talking about over all princesses (every one) i would say meg (hercules) because when i was younger, i thought she was so pretty; with her long brown hair and purple eyes. *fangirl gasp* i loved her. i wanted to look just like her. and she was the only one who wasnt like "oh, im in love with you" when she first meets him. she's just like "i'm fine, keep it moving". man...love her. her or mulan (mulan, of course) because she is an ass-kicker and plus, i love like every song in that movie (i'll make a man outta you FAV SONG). now i know what you're thinking "MrzCena, those arent princesses." yes they are. meg is one because zeus is the "king" of the gods and hercules was his son, she married (or dated) him, so...yep. and mulan; okay, she's not "technically" a princess. but she married shan (i think his name is), he was the general's son which made her the "princess of the army". i didnt make that up; that's her actually title and that's what it said on diseny's site so...you're and going to argue with the people who made the movie, are you?

and if we're talking about an actually princess because she was born into it or her mate was an actually prince, like with the crown and every, then it's jazmin (aladdin; which happens to be swoozie's fav movie. match made in heaven right there. that has more truth than it should, but another story for another time.) she was awesome because she's all like "i dont want to be a princess because i can't marry who i love" then she fell for a street rat and loved him after she knew who he was. and what girl would get shown a whole new world on a magic carpet ride? i know i would.that is one of my wedding songs. i'm planing on having two for those who care. A Thousand Years pt 2 is the other. anyways, plus she had a freaking tiger for a pet. yeah, what do you have, a dog? please. she got a tiger. just try to come at her bro...if that is not badass, i dont know what is.

ok, i'm done. but it's your turn. who's your fav princess, prince, character, or hell, just fav disney movie. i want to know because i love diseny, as you can clearly see.

oh, an i might stop with the AN's because no seems to be reading them because if they did, wel...anyways. i love you guys and keep on R & R-ing

oh, i want to let you with one of my fav disney quotes i was watching this movie the other day and i laugh out loud. "Aw, how cute. A couple of rodents lookin' for a theme park."
"Who are you callin' a rodent, sister? I'm a bunny."

two points for anyone who could tell me who said that, the movie and the scene. if you can, you're as big of a disney dork as me.

Luv & Rockets.