i know, i'm late. what can i say, Pretty Little Liars is a hell of a drug. i got seasons 1-3 for christmas and anyone who watches knows...ah, doesnt matter.

anyways hello and welcome to the first update of 2014!

nothing to really say, but enjoy.

Chapter XXXIX

(Bpov)

I walked through the door after getting home from school. Today was…one of those days; those days where I didn't know how I would describe it to anyone. I spend the whole lunch period, the only time I saw Edward because I was avoiding him when I could, ignoring him. I thought it was best to not to talk to him or make eye contact, worried the second I did, we would get into another fight. It wasn't because I was mad at him. I did the same thing with Tanya when she sat with us. I was just trying to avoid any trouble.

But then Edward followed me when I went to go get a bottle of water. He apologized…again. it seem like we've been doing that a lot lately. I honestly don't know what has been up with him lately; why we kept snapping at each other. I didn't want us to be. I didn't want to be mad at him. I wanted us to be friends, but not if he was going to saying things he knew might hurt. Maybe he was just stressed. Believing that would be the easiest.

I walked to my father's office to tell him I was home, so he could ask me how school was, so I could give him a cliché answer. But when I got there, he wasn't in there. I walked back in the living room and my mom was there writing something in a notebook. "Where's dad?" I asked her.

"At the station." She answered shortly.

I guess I will just wait for him. "I'm going to make a snack." I told her.

She turned and looked at me up and down. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" she said.

"All I had at lunch was fries and a turkey sandwich." I told her. And I shared half of my fries with Jasper. he kept reaching for my tray and I just decided to let him have some. I didn't mind sharing, considering.

"Mmm…Maybe that was all you needed." She mumbled as she turned away. I don't know why I try to explain myself to her. She always finds something else to say.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever." I said as I walked into the kitchen to make myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I sat at the table to eat it when I was done making it. I pulled off the crust to eat it last because I thought that was best part and I always save the best part for last. As I was eating the middle, my phone rang from my pocket. I pulled it out and smiled at the ID picture before clicking answer. "Hi." I greeted.

"Hi girlfriend." Jasper greeted.

I smiled and blushed at the word. I have not gotten over that word. Maybe that's why he keeps saying it. "You know you don't have to call me that." I told him.

I heard him laugh. "Again, not doing it because I have to."

"Right. Why are you calling, I thought you said after practice." I told him.

"That's what I'm doing. I just had to run a few laps and practice my hurdles…"

"The bar thing, right?" I asked. I still didn't know terms. It wasn't like I didn't try, but the words they used for some of the names they use didn't really make any sense; not to me anyways.

He chuckled again. "Yeah. Anyways, when I finished that, I got to leave early. Why do you sound surprise? You weren't expecting another guy, were you?" he joked.

"Shut up." I answered. "I just didn't expect you to call so soon." I answered.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Just eating a sandwich; since I had to share half of my lunch today." I teased.

"Well, sorry." He teased back.

I laughed as my mom walked in. "Are you still eating?" she asked, though I just started. In fact, I haven't taken a bit since I answered the phone. I pushed the plate away from me. "Is that Jasper?" she asked as she walked to the fridge. I nodded as he continued to tell me about his time in practice. "I still can't believe you're dating him." she said. I guess my father told her at some time. "

"Tell your mom I said hi." Jasper said. I guessing he heard her voice.

"Jasper said hi." I told my mom.

She rolled her eyes. "I don't know why he's with you." She said grabbing a bottle of water. I noticed she didn't say why I was with him. Like he was downgrading. She sounded like Maria; that would probably be a good thing. "What happened to Edward?"

I told Jasper to hold on before I pulled my phone away from my ear and turned to her. "Edward is just my friend, mom." I told her.

"Didn't he ask you to prom?" she asked. I wish she would stop listening in on my conversations with Rosalie. When I was telling her about, of course my mom had an opinion and didn't hesitant to say it.

"As a friend." I told her the part she clearly missed.

"Hum, well I like him better. Even though they are both out of you league, I think Edward is better." she asked. The only reason she did because Edward nearly fainted when he met her and Jasper just saw her as…well...my mom. That might be one of the reasons I like Jasper better. He was the only guy who did.

However, I rather not have Jasper listen to her voice her not wanted thoughts. I stood up from where I was sitting and walked out of the kitchen. "Hey, so you're met both of my parents." I said as I walked up the stairs.

"Both unintentionally." He reminded.

I smiled. Right it wasn't the way I would've planned. "So…I was just wondering…"

"Huh uh." He urged me to go on.

"So, when I'm going to meet yours?" I asked as I pushed my door opened.

"You've meet them both already, Belle." He reminded with a chuckle. I guess he was referring to the times where I am over their house and their parents pass through even once in a while and I said hello just to be polite.

"Yeah, but not the way you met mine." I said. I grabbed the stuffed turtled he gave me that was on the side of my bed. I hugged it as I sat on the bed.

"Oh, I know what you mean. You met them as one twin's friend. Now you want to meet them as another twin's girlfriend." He answered. I could hear the smile in his voice. Almost smug; as if he was knew I was getting use to this thing…us.

I smiled back. "Yes. That is what I mean." I answered.

"Well, good. I was hoping that's what you meant. Whenever you feel comfortable." He said.

I started talking as I started to lay on my back. "Great. I was thinking maybe before prom so they could…" I stopped when I felt something poke me in the back of the neck. "Ow." I said before sitting up again.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing. I think something poked me." I looked behind me to see what it was. "It's an envelope." I said out loud.

"Got mail from someone?" he asked as I grabbed it. I flipped it over to see who it was from.

Then I saw the return address. Nashville, Tennessee. There was only one thing coming from there. Oh my…"Uh…Jasper, can I call you back?" I might need to be alone, even off the phone, if I was going to read this. If it was bad, I might cry. But if it was good, I still might cry, but it would be a happy one. I don't think we were that close yet for him to hear me.

"Um…sure. Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, yeah. I just need to read this." I told him.

"Okay, I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, bye." I said, before hanging up. I was still staring at the envelope. I could not take my eyes off the return address. I couldn't wait any longer. I had to open it. I quickly flipped over to the back and ripped it open. There were a number of papers folded into each other, making it thick. That was a good sign. I pulled the first age away from the others and tossed the rest on my bed. There it was; the first line. "Congratulations; we are proud to inform you that your application to Vanderbilt University has been accepted." Yes!Oh my gosh, yes!

Then I read on to see if there was the other thing I wanted. It said the same lame things my other letters said. Thank for your interest…blah, blah, blah… you have great scores and grades…yeah yeah. I read and read. Come on, come on. Then I got to it. "…because of that, we would like to offer you a full scholarship and a writing and tutoring work study program."

"Yes!" I cheered as I hopped off my bed. This is what I've been waiting for and it was finally here. I read over it to make sure I read correctly and I did. I couldn't believe it. It was finally here. "Yes! Yes!" I cheered.

"Isabella, what on earth are you screaming for?" my mother called from down stairs. Not the first person that came to my mind to tell, but I guess she will do.

I ran out the room and down the stairs. "Mom, guess what." I told her excitedly.

She drank out of her water bottle before looking at me. "Dear, I'm really not in the mood for one of your overexcited moments. I just wanted you to stop making so much noise so I could focus on my lesson plans." She said.

And that was why I didn't want to tell her. When I got my letters, she rolled her eyes and acted as if I was just getting a coupon for my favorite store. She wasn't that supportive. I didn't want that again. I didn't want her to rain on my parade again. Not for this school. So I will just wait. "I was just wondering when Dad is coming home." I said.

"I don't know." she said before drinking from her bottle. "Now do you mind…" she said.

"Right, keep it down." I said before going back to my room.

I waited for Charlie to come home, but by the time I heard the door open, I was lying in my bed and didn't feel like getting up. I figured I will tell him in the morning, or the next time I see him.

When I got to school, I looked for Rosa. I knew I had to tell her now, not that I wasn't going to. When I saw her at one of the lockers, I ran to her. "Good morning" I greeted.

"Sure." she mumbled. she turned to me. "I do not want to be here today; my head is aching like crazy." She complained. "Why are you smiling so much?" she asked. I couldn't say anything as I handed her the folded piece of paper. "What is this?" she asked as she took it. I didn't answer as she read it. "Vanderbilt University?" she looked at me. "Isn't that your top school?" she said with a smiled.

I nodded. "The one I've been waiting for." I answered.

"Oh my gosh, you got in." she cheered as she hugged me. "I'm so proud of you." She said, squeezing me.

"Thanks." I chuckled.

She pulled away and looked at the paper again. "And a full scholarship?" she looked at me again. "This is so great." She said.

"Are you sure? You're not upset that we're going be to so far?" I asked her. When I first told her about it, she was upset and complained how we wouldn't be roommates and how we wouldn't see each other every day for a month. She said it would ruin our friendship. I was hoping she still didn't think that. It would defend the purpose not telling my mother if someone was going to trample on my happiness anyways.

She made me the happiest person alive when she shook her head. "I know what I said before, but this is great. If this is what you wanted, I'm happy for you." She replied.

"Thank you for saying that." I said as I hugged her again.

"So…" she said as we pulled away. "Who else knows?"

"No one. I was going to tell my dad, but I was about to go to sleep when he came home." I told her.

"So I'm the first one to know? I feel so special." She teased. Of course she was the first to know. Besides my father, who else would I tell? "Wait, so you didn't tell Jasper yet?" she asked. Oh right. That's who.

I shook my head. "I was on the phone with him when I found it on my bed. I told him I would call him back, but I never did. I don't think I want to tell him." I told her.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because, we just started dating. Telling him about this huge distance that will be between us will just put a strain it." I told her.

"Yeah. You know you're going to have to tell him sooner or later. You don't want to have the best summer with him and then when August comes, he finally finds out because he's dropping you off at the airport." She reminded, making a good point at the same time.

"I know." I said with a hard sigh because I knew she was right. I don't think the first he finds out will be at an airport, but it would be right before I leave because I will be too much of a coward to tell him before. "I will do it. Don't you dare say anything. I don't want us to have our first fight because you can't keep your mouth shut." I told her.

"Fine, but you know it's inevitable." She said.

"What that you won't be able to keep your mouth shut?" I asked.

"Haha." She gave a fake laugh. "No, I meant your first fight. It's going to happen sooner or later." She said.

"Yeah; I don't want to think about that." I replied. As much I didn't want it to happen, I knew Jasper and I were going to disagree on something. It was going to get to the point where we will argue about it. The only thing I can hope for is that we will make up hours later instead of days later like Rosalie and Emmett. I didn't want it to happen because I was leaving in months and because it was something I didn't really want to change. I rather it be about something like choosing a place to eat for dinner. "Just….give me a chance to actually tell him." I told her.

"I said I wouldn't say anything." she replied.

I felt a kiss being planted on my cheek. "Say anything about what?" I heard a voice before feeling arms wrap around my waist. I turned to him and smiled. It was a nice sight. Jasper leaned down and kissed me. Another benefit, greeting like this. I can get used to doing that every time he sees me. "What are you guys talking about?" he asked, looking at his sister.

I turned to her. "Uh…nothing." I answered before taking the paper from Rosa's hand and folding it back the way it was.

"What's that?" Jasper asked.

I shook my head. "Just list of girl things I needed Rosa to look over." I answered before stuffing it in my back pocket. I know I lied and that probably wasn't the best decision after I just said I didn't want to fight with him.. I didn't want to tell him yet, not in the middle of the hall way where everyone and anyone could hear us. it was the last place I wanted to have this conversation.

"Girl things?" he questioned.

"Like tampons, bro." Rosalie stepped in.

He gave a groan. "Ugh, forget I asked." he complained. I gave a chuckled before smiling at Rosa, thanking her for providing the distraction. "Getting off the subject; Rosa, you're going to be out the house Saturday, right?" he asked her.

She nodded. "I have to go with Emmett to get his tux. Why that boy can't do his own shopping is beyond me, but at least I get to pick out what I want." She answered. I'm sure he could, he was just telling her he couldn't so she will be bothered with it.

"That reminds me, we still have to talk about what we're wearing." Jasper said to me. Right, I should probably be looking at dresses or something before all the best ones are gone. I nodded. "But that's not why I asked." he turned me to him. "You want to come over tomorrow? We can watch a movie or something." he offered.

"Don't you have a meet then?" I asked, since Saturdays were when they usually had a meet.

He shook his head. "It was move to tonight. Our parents won't be there so apparently I will be home alone that day, so come over and keep me company. " He invited.

"She would love to." Rosalie said for me. I turned to her. I think I was perfectly capable of asking for myself. She looked at me. "You can talk to him about that thing." She said. Oh that's why she did that. Because she thought I wouldn't. I guess she was half right. Okay, come to think of it, if that's what it will come down to, she was completely right.

"What thing?" Jasper asked. I turned back to him.

And, I wasn't going to tell him in the middle of the school. I gave him a smile. "If I tell you now, I won't have anything to tell you on Saturday." I told him, hoping that make him drop it for now.

"Good point." He answered. "Come around noon?" he asked. I nodded. "Okay. I'll see you at lunch." I nodded again before he leaned down and kissed me.

He pulled away and said by to his sister before he walked from us. "You know you don't have to do that all the time." Rosalie teased when he left.

I turned to her. she of all people should it wasn't me. "And you know you didn't have to answer for me. What happened to you not saying anything?" I asked.

"I didn't. I didn't say what you wanted to talk to him about." She reminded.

I rolled my eyes. Her and her technicalities. "Whatever, let's get to class."

XXX

Friday was a good day. We all had a great lunch and Edward and I didn't get into another argument, which I liked. I didn't want to fight with him. It was better when we didn't.

I told my father about my latest acceptance letter when I got home from school. I was glad I got finally got a chance to tell him because I didn't see him before I went to bed or before I left for school. It seem like I haven't seen my father in two days. When I told him, he said he was proud of me. However, when he hugged me, he didn't let go. He even started crying a little, saying how I would be too far. I had to pull myself out of his grip when I realized he might not release me any time soon. I would think my mother would be the one to do all that, but of course she wouldn't. I can't help but think what she might do with my room when I leave; as if I won't be back during breaks.

I told my parents and my best friend. There were still people I think I should inform about my plans.

I sat on the couch in Rosalie and Jasper's living room next to him. Rosalie walked pass us when the movie started and said she was leaving. And just like he said, we were alone. All we've been doing since she left was watch movies. We were near the end of the second movie when he placed his arm over my shoulder. I smiled as he kissed the side of my head and I leaned into his side. I really like how things like that come so easy to him. It wasn't forced and he was right; he didn't do it because he had to.

But sadly, I couldn't get into anything. I was too busy thinking about what I had to tell him. Rosalie felt the need to remind me as she left. I just worry he wouldn't take it as well as Rosalie, or even as well as my father. If I see one tear from him, I might have to I think about not going. I was being silly; Jasper wasn't going to cry. He might be mad. Maybe I will just wait until after graduation. The only thing that stopped that thought is remembering what Rosalie said. I think it would be worst as time goes on. Sooner is better than later.

"Bella!" Jasper called.

I shook my head out of my thoughts and looked at him. "I'm sorry, what?" I said.

"I said do you want to watch another movie." He repeated.

I shook my head. "Not really." I answered.

"Okay, you want to get some lunch?" he asked.

I shook my head. "I'm not really hungry." I answered.

He sighed hard as he reached for the remote and turned off the TV. When he turned it off, he quieted the ending credits and now we were in completely silence. He turned himself on the couch and looked at me. "Alright, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Why do you ask that?" I asked.

"You just seem distant, distracted." He answered. "Is it about what Rosa said you had to talk to me about?" he asked. I nodded. "If it's about prom, we don't have to talk about it right now." he assumed.

"It's not that." I said as I shook my head. "I kinda forgot about that." I admitted as I scratched the side of my head. Right prom. It was funny how I wanted it so much and I keep forgetting about it. I know I needed to start to thinking about. When I was done with…all this, I would talk to him about.

"You still want to go, right?" he asked.

I looked at him. "Did you get the tickets?" I asked, wondering how Edward got them already.

"I was going to get them on Monday; but if you don't want to go…"

I stopped him by shaking my head. "No, I want to go. I just had other thoughts preoccupying my mind for a time being." I sighed. Stop talking like that. You have nothing to be nervous of. I needed to let it out and quite stalling. "Jasper, I got my last university letter. " I told him.

"Belle, I'm sure it was good." He said, probably assuming I haven't opened it yet. I wondered if he would saying that when I tell him where it is. I couldn't tell him. I couldn't push the words out. Instead I pulled out the letter from my back pocket and handed to him. "A full scholarship to Vanderbilt University." He looked at me.

I nodded. "It was my first choice and it's the only one willing to offer full payment. It's the one I'm going to." I told him.

"Bella, that's great." He said as he hugged me like his sister did the day before.

"You might want to look at where it is." I told him as I pulled away.

He did was I suggested and looked at the paper again. When he did, his eyes widened. It was like he was my dad when he sees mom's credit card bill. "Na-Nashville." He strutted out. He looked at me. "You're going to be in Nashville? Like the city in-in…"

"In Tennessee? Yep." I answered. "It's approximately 2,390 mile from Seattle." I told him.

He gave a chuckle. "I kinda forgot how smart you are." He said.

"I looked it up when I applied." I wanted to see how far I might be from my mom; but also how far I would be from Charlie and Rosalie, and apparently now Jasper.

"Uh, how far is it from Oregon?" he asked.

"What's in Oregon?" I replied.

"It's where I will be going to school." He answered.

That was a twist. "What?" I said, shocked.

"I got in my top school too. I figured it was close enough to come home, but not too far where I might feel too home sick and would want to come home. I found out in got in a few days ago. " He explained.

He really thought that through. I hope that didn't happen to me because I really wanted to go this school. I always thought it would be best to get away from home. It might not be if I was leaving so many things here. "Jasper, that's great. Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I guess because of the same reasons you didn't tell me. The distant; it sucks. However, I didn't tell you when I thought you would be at least somewhere around Washington, not all the way on the other side of the country." He said then ran his hand through his hair. "I mean, we're not like Em and my sister, we don't have two and half years with us. Hell, we barely have a month yet. Long distance is hard when the two are only about hundred miles. Over two thousand miles won't do anything but add unneeded pressure."

I knew where everything he was saying was going. He wasn't as mad as I thought he would be, but he was saying what I feared. It was why I put off telling him. "So you want to break up." I finished for him. I thought it would be better if I said it before he did. He gave me a look. "I understand why you do." I told him. I didn't like it, but I can understand. It reminded of what Edward told me. "I get it; guys are different than girls. They don't want something holding them back from having fun. And if that's what you're thinking, it might be best if we end it."

"Belle, Belle, babe." He said he grabbed both sides of my face. I didn't stop because of what he did; I stopped because of what he said. He called me "babe". I think that was the first time he called me anything but Bella, or Belle, besides the occasionally "girlfriend" every now and then. I pondered the thought if he noticed what he just said. "I didn't say any of that because I want to break up." He said.

"You didn't?" I asked, finding it hard to believe he wanted to be with someone two thousand miles away from him.

He chuckled. "No. I was just stating fact. It will be hard. But when I told you I like you, I meant it. I want to do this as long as possible, as long as you want. It will be hard, but we can text every day and call every night, video chat. I'll even write you mushy letters if you want." He said with another chuckle. I blushed at the thought of getting an actual letter addressed to me from Jasper. not an email or a text, but a real letter. No one does that anymore and he was going to it do for me. "Okay?" he asked when he saw it. I nodded. "And besides, we don't have to think about that now. We still have the rest of the school year, and prom, and the summer until, what September."

"Actually the work studies program requires me to be there a week before the other freshmen so I will be leaving the third week of August." I corrected. I guess he didn't read that part.

"Really?" he said, shocked. I nodded. He cleared his throat. "Okay. Will you be coming home for breaks?" he asked. I nodded again. "I am too. We can see each other then. We'll make it work." He promised.

I smiled. I didn't know how long all his plans might work with me being in the south and him still being in this area. However, it was comforting words. Because of that, I placed my hands on top of his and closed the small space between our lips. It felt nice to kiss to when he was so sure that everything between us will be okay. "Thank you." I said when I pulled back.

"For what?" he asked as he tilted his head.

"For saying all that. for having so much confidence in us." I told him. Most guys wouldn't do that. When it came to college and living the college life, it's most likely the guy would look for any excuse to get out the relationship; unless the girl wasn't happy to begin with. But I was. And even though I wouldn't be able to see him, touch him like this, it will still be nice to come back to him, to see his face on my video chat or hear his voice. It will be one more person from Forks to keep me grounded.

He smiled. "You're welcome, I guess. Thanks for bringing it up. I think I was too much of a coward to do it." he answered. him and me both. The thought of not wanting to fight about it pushed it out of me. He gave a hard sigh. "Now that the hard part is over, do you wish to talk about something that's not in the distant future?" I gave a head tilted in confusion. "Prom?" he reminded.

I smiled. Right. I can actually think about that now. "Sure. But can we talk about it over lunch?" I asked as I pulled back and placed my hand on my stomach to keep it from growling.

"I thought you were hungry." He teased.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm hungry now." I told him.

He chuckled. "Okay. I think Rosalie left a spare set of her keys. We can take her car." he stood up. He grabbed my hands and pulled me up too. "Just remind me to fill it back up or she'll kill me." he joked. I laughed and nodded. He walked in the kitchen. When he walked back in the living room he had his and mine jacket on his arm and tossing the keys in his hand. It's been raining all day so it would be best if we both had something on. He walked back over to me and helped me put my jacket on. He turned me back to him and surprised me by kissing me on the lips. Okay, so it wasn't just at school or in front of people. I think that just made it better.

He pulled back, grabbed my hand and walked me to the door.

On Monday, at the end of the day, Jasper met me at my locker and showed me the tickets. I almost jumped in his arms when he showed me them. This was really happened. Of course, Rosalie was with me when he did, one of the reasons I didn't jump in his arms. So when she saw them, she demanded we go shopping for the dress I have yet to get. I told her I was busy because I still had sessions with Edward on Mondays. She said that Edward can wait and prom couldn't. Her brother agreed by saying I needed to pick a color soon so his tie and everything could match the dress. I guess I didn't really have a choice when both of the Hale twins were ganging up on me.

Ugh, why did the girl have to choose? I would be happy with anything he picked.

I had to text Edward and tell him I had to reschedule. I was sure he would understand because he had to do it before. When I texted him, it wasn't until I got home and was changing into something easier to change in and out of for the dress room when he texted back. he replied with just one word. "Fine". Not "ok", or "its fine". But just "fine". Maybe he wasn't okay with it.

"I feel like a cupcake." I complained as I stood in front of Rosalie in a pastel pink dress that poofed out and had ruffles all around the skirt. It was strapless with a rhinestone four inch band around the waist. We were in a bouquet in Seattle. She said it was where all the best dress shops were without leaving the state of Washington.

She giggled as she looked from her phone. "You're a pretty cupcake."

I rolled my eyes. "You know pink isn't my color. I looked ridiculous." I told her.

"No you don't, you look…sweet." She teased with another giggled.

That's it. "I am not wearing this in front of your brother. I'm changing." I told her before walking back into the changing room. I don't know what I was thinking by letting her talk me into even trying this on. I should have known I would like silly in it.

"Speaking of my brother…" she started as I closed the door.

"Rosalie, I don't think I want to talk about Jasper while I'm changing." I said as I unzipped the back.

"Fine; I'll wait." She said. I pushed the top of the dress down off me and let it fall to the ground, pooling around my ankles. I almost tripped as I tried to step out of it. Still as clumsy as ever, that will never change. All a part of my charm, I suppose. After I changed into my jeans and t-shirt I had on before, I hung the dress on the hanger. I stepped out of the dressing room and placed it on the bar next to the door. "Let's keep looking." She suggested as she handed me back my jacket. I gave a sigh as I put it back on. "So you and my brother." She started as we walked back to the racks of dresses.

"What about us?" I asked. It was nice to refer to us as an "us".

"Did you guys talk about the college thing?" she asked. I was wondering how it was going to take her to bring that up.

"Yeah, and we're fine." I told her as she looked through the dresses. She pulled out a long, one strap white dress. "No. it prom, I don't want him to think I'm thinking about a wedding." I told her.

She laughed. "Right, because you're not." she teased as she put it back.

I've been in love with the guy for about six years, of course I thought of it. Give me a break, I was thirteen when I first met him and it just so happened to be the year I realized that one day I would want a family. It was a mire conscience, really. "I don't want him to know." I told her. She laughed again. "Anyways, he said it will be hard." I stopped when she pulled out a long strapless yellow dress. It was a little let proof than the pink cupcake I tried on. But still not me. "Too bright." I said, shaking my head.

She laughed as she put it back. "He nicknamed you after a Disney princess, you might as well dress like her." she commented it. I gave a small laugh. It was a thought, but Belle was prettier than me, but Jasper was more handsome than Prince Adam so I guess it evened out. "Anyways, he said it will be hard…"

I gave a sigh. "It will be hard, but we will keep in contact with each other. Call, text, video chat."

"Sexy topless, video chat?" she teased.

I shook my head. "Ew, Rosa." I commented. How can she make jokes so lightly like that about her brother? She laughed than pulled out spaghetti strap blue and purple mermaid dress. "What am I, a sea creature?" I asked.

She laughed again as she pushed it back. "Maybe you should wear something with a slit. Show off your hot legs. Oh, maybe even a black dress and maybe even backless. Something sexy." She said.

Black, slit, backless. "Poor Charlie will have a heart attack if he saw me in something like that, but I'm sure Renée would love it." I told her.

"Meaning you will hate it and probably will be trying to cover yourself all night." she assumed correctly. I nodded. She gave a hard sigh. "Come on, Bella give me something. Prom is in three weeks and you still don't even have a damn clue on what you want to wear." She knows her and her brother had a thing about pressuring me about these stupid colors. I'm starting to think he cares a little more than me. Since I'm sure he's been listening to his sister about it for months, he really didn't have a choice.

I gave a long hum. "We've been at this for hours now and my eyes are starting to hurt. The colors are starting to get dull and the dress designs are starting to look the same. Can we just look more tomorrow or something?"

She gave a hard breathe. "Fine, but don't blame me when you're wearing a paper bag."

I shook my head. "Jasper won't let me." I assured her.

She laughed. "I love how you think so highly of my brother." She commented. I'm sure she probably wouldn't be making jokes like that if she knew that was what we talked about before we even got to the prom question. I would like to think not. I gave an eye roll as I playfully pushed her towards the door. "Do you mind if we stop at the store down the street?" she said as we walked through the door.

"Rosa, I just said…"

"Not for you, conceited; for me." she interrupted.

"I thought you already had your dress." I told her.

"I do, but they're letting me keep it at the store so nothing will happen to it. I come down here so I can try it on once a week to make sure there's nothing that needs to be done to it before it too late. You will be the one to see me in it in person; you can tell me how it looks." She said. I gave a small okay before we walked to the next store down the street.

When we walked through the door, Rosa walked straight to the counter. She had no reason to do anything else. "Hello again, Miss Hale." The woman behind it greeted. The people here would know her by name. She did say she came here every week. "Here to try on your dress again?" she asked. Rosalie nodded with a smile. "Have you picked your shoes? We have these gorgeous pair of silver strapies you have to see."

"I might have to look at them." Rosalie said as they walked away from the counter. Moments later, Rosa told me she was going in the dressing room. While she was changing, I figure it wouldn't hurt to look around. Once again, the colors were dulling and the designs were looking the same. In fact, I think I saw some ones that were the same as the last store, but in different colors.

Then I saw the dress. The one I could actually see myself in. It was vintage and classy and the color would match perfectly with my person. It was right in front of the store. How did I miss that? "Can I help you with something, miss?" someone behind me asked. I turned and the woman who greeted Rosa was smiling at me.

It won't hurt to ask. "Uh…do you have that dress in a six?" I asked, pointing at the dress I was looking at.

She looked over my shoulder. "Actually, I don't think so." She answered.

"Oh." I didn't bother trying to stop the disappointment. Why was I? Rosalie said it took her three trips to find hers. Was I actually expecting to buy a dress the first time out? I guess I was. "Well, I was just looking anyways." I told her.

"Wait a second; let me check something." she said as she walked around me to the dress. She went to the back of it and pulled at the top of it. I assumed she was looking at the tag. She smiled. "Just what I thought." she looked at me. "This is a six. It's was donated from a play so it's the only we have. Would you like to try it on?" she asked.

"Can I do that?" I asked. If it was the only one like that, it must be for display only.

"Of course. It's been here for months, almost a year, someone should." She commented before pulling it off the manqué. "With your hair and skin tone, I bet you will look great in it." she said with a smile as she handed it out to me.

I took it from her and held it up to my body. I stepped in front of a mirror to get at least a clue to how it might look. I smiled as I pictured me wearing it with my hair curled and pinned up. It's so old-fashion, yet so modern. Just my style. I think I should try it on.

The mirror I was looking to pushed open. It took me a minute to realize it was a door and Rosalie was coming out of it. She was a pink dress, rose. I wondered if she did that on purpose. It was straight all the way down to the floor and didn't flare out like the ones she was trying to get me in. It was a good thing Emmett was tall because she might need heels to keep the bottom from dragging on the floor. It had on thick strap on her shoulder with a fake diamond stud buckle at the top of her stomach. It looked very Greek goddess, but brighter in color. I doubt the gods and goddesses were in any colors but tans and browns, maybe whites.

"Well," she said to me.

That was her dress. "Rosalie, you look so beautiful." I told her. I don't think I could see her in anything else.

She smiled. "Thank you. Should I do something with the bottom?" she asked.

I shook my head. "Besides wear tall enough heels, no. It's perfect the way it is. You will make a beauty queen. That's the perfect dress for you." I told her.

She laughed. "I'm glad someone else besides my mom said that. It makes me feel better about spending three hundred dollars on it." she joked. She looked at the dress in my hand. "Speaking of finding the right dress; did you find yours?" she asked.

I held it up to me and looked down. "I don't know." I answered.

"Are you going to try it on?" she asked.

I gave a shrug. "I don't know." I repeated. I looked at her. "Should I?" I asked.

"I don't see why not. You do that while I change out." she said as she walked back into the room. She was right; I didn't see a reason why not to either. I walked into the room next to her and changed out of my clothes and into the dress. When I did, I realized I needed someone to help me. As if on cue, I heard a knock on the door "Bella?" Rosalie called.

I opened the door for her. "Tighten this for me?" I asked as I show her the strings in the back. She pulled at the strings as tight as she could then tied them. But she didn't have to tie it for me to know it was perfect. It was a perfect fit, perfect color, perfect length. Everything about it was…well, perfect.

"Whoa." She said as she looked at me in the mirror. I turned to her. "Bella, that dress was made for you." She said. she was right. It was just what I wanted.

"I think I'm going to get it." I told her.

"Are you sure? You don't want to look so more?" she asked.

I turned in the mirror and looked at myself again. I shook my head. "No. there isn't a point in looking for anything else. I want this one." I told her. I turned to her. "This is it." I said.

She looked at me up and down. "You do look great in it." she looked at me. "I think Jasper will like it and he will look great in the matching colors. I think you should." As if my mind wasn't set already. I nodded. "Okay, well, change out of it and we can get it." I didn't want to take it off. but the thought that I will actually own this made me get out of it just so I could buy it.

When I finally pushed myself to pull the knot a loose, I changed back to my clothes and walked to the counter with Rosa. "Deciding to get it, uh?" the girl asked as she rang it up.

"Whoa, Bella. Did you look at the price before you tried it on?" Rosalie asked.

I looked at the screen. Then I saw what she meant. It was six hundred and fifty dollars. That was double and in half what she paid for hers. The three hundreds my father gave me for before we came wasn't going to cover it. I had to use some of my babysitting money. I think he will understand. It was a one of a kind dress for a one of kind night. I gave a shrug. "I think it's worth it." it told her as I handed the girl behind the counter my card.

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When I got to school the next day, I was excited to tell Jasper I got a dress and I was more than which to show him. Then I thought I would like it better if he saw it for the first time when he came to pick me up on prom night. that way, I could get the best reaction possible from him.

I felt a tap on my shoulder when I was switching my books at my locker. I turned to see Edward smiling at me. "How was dress shopping?" he asked as he leaned on the locker next to me.

So, maybe he wasn't mad I had to reschedule. I smiled back. "Great." I told him.

"Great enough to ditch me?" he teased.

I laughed. "Careful, Edward. I think your ego is showing." I teased back.

He gave a light chuckle. "Did you at least find something?" he asked.

I gave a wide smile; I'm sure it was the same one I had when I got the dress home and it looked just as beautiful in my bedroom as it did in the store. It was good to know it wasn't the lighting or the thrill knowing that it was the only one that got to me. "Yes actually I did." I told him.

"Can I see it?" he asked.

I was going to pull out my phone and show him the picture Rosalie took when we got to my house and I tried it one again. She said that I should have a picture of myself in it so I could pick a hairstyle, make-up and shoes to match without putting on the dress every time I didn't think I had too much of a problem with that expect for the tightening of the strings someone had to do for me. I was going to show Edward the picture, until I thought of something. I think I will like it better if everyone's, beside Rosa of course, first time seeing it was at prom. "Sure, on prom night." I told him.

"Uh…Bella, I…" he stopped and looked behind me. "Hi Jasper." he said.

I turned and saw Jasper standing there. "Damn it Edward." He said with a smile.

"Were you going to poke me in the sides again?" I demanded.

Jasper shrugged. "Maybe."

"I thought I told you to stop doing that." I said with a hard poke in his chest.

He chuckled as he touched where I poked him. "And I thought I told you I like the sound you make too much to stop." He answered. I gave a blush. Incredible that he can still do that.

"You guys, I going to class." Edward said. Jasper and I turned to him.

"Wait, what you going to tell me?" I asked, realizing Jasper interrupted him.

Edward looked at me and shook his head. "Nothing that can't wait later. I'll see you guys at lunch," he answered before walking away. What he was going to say if Jasper wasn't behind me? It might have been nothing.

I turned back to Jasper to finish talking to him. When I did, I saw he was close to my face. He smiled before closing the space and planting a quick kiss on my lips. I smiled against him before he pulled back. "No need to parade during the school." He joked, using my words and knowing how I felt about the whole kissing the middle of school.

I laughed. "No there's not. I actually wanted to see you. Guess what?" I said, excited again.

"Did you finally find a dress so I can get my things?" he asked.

I gave a grin. "Not just any the dress; the perfect one and I think you will love it as much as I do." I told him excitedly.

"Cool; do I get to see it?" he asked.

I reached up and wrapped around his neck. "You get to see it when you pick me up on prom night." I told him. He gave a confused looked. "I want to see genuine surprise on your face the first time you see it. And I think the best time for that is at the start of a great night." I told him the thoughts I had when I came up with the idea. It was like a man not seeing his wife in her wedding dress before the wedding. Not that I was comparing us to a soon to be husband and wife, but it's the only comparison I could think of that fitted enough.

He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "I get that and I think it's a great idea; but how I am supposes to match my tie and everything?" he asked.

Oh, he made a good point. "I will send you a picture of the bottom or something, but not the whole thing. Plus, Rosalie or I can help you."

"Why does she get to see it?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Because she was with me when I brought it." I told him.

He gave a light sigh. "Fine. I'm just glad you're excited enough to think how to make it all perfect." He said.

I nodded. "It will be a great night." I told him before going against my own beliefs and reaching up to kiss him.

welcome to the bottom of the page.

oh, there was one thing i wanted to say, i about to admit something to ya'll so do be judgin' me. there was one comment kinda scared me. its like in all caps and threatening to kill jasper. i know he's a fiction character, but geez... it kinda freaked me out a little...or a lot. im not saying this because it made me mad. it actually made me laugh because of freak-ishly frighting it was. i just thought you should know.

oh, one other thing, i saw frozen today with my mom. if you havent seen it, i think you should. i thought it was great and even be like a winter classic in a few years.

anyways, nothing else to say, but keep R & R-ing

Luv & Rockets.