A/N: Stephanie Meyer owns all rights to Twilight and its characters. I make no money from this – its just my own brand of fun.

I have changed a few "things" in the storylines. (such as Jasper is the single one) But they fit where the story will ultimately go – to Bella & Jasper!

Enjoy!

"Forks isn't a bad place to live, really. If you can get past the constant downpour of rain and the small town mind, it isn't too bad", thought Jasper, looking out over the school cafeteria.

A couple giggles caught his attention and his mind shifted to look at his brothers and sisters. He smirked. He wasn't sure which of the couples was more annoying. Emmett & Rosalie were by far the most intense. Rose had a temper that could lift the roof off a house. Emmett was just . . . well Emmett. He chuckled quietly.

Edward & Alice were a different story – almost too cute for words. It had taken 3 decades for the two of them to admit they loved one another. It was silly really. Everyone else in the house knew it – and considering that he can read minds and she could see the future, you would think they would have gotten to it much earlier. They were always looking into each others eyes and touching each other in some way.

Jasper grimaced. He didn't regret that his brothers had found their mates. And he was intensely glad that their father Carlisle had found Esme. Carlisle had been around for a long time and Esme and he were a perfect fit. Smiling as he thought of his adopted parents, he considered their life. At first, it had been Carlisle, and then Edward. Emmett had been added 20-some years later, and just 10 years after that, Carlisle had found him and Alice. Alice had never been a romantic interest for him, and neither had he been for her. She had seen that he needed her with that weird gift of hers, and when she first found him, they had tried. But almost immediately they realized they weren't sexually compatible. She was a romantic – he loved it hard and fast. They couldn't make it work, so they just followed her visions to Carlisle.

Jasper's POV

Alice had automatically known that life with Carlisle's family was just what she and I needed. I wasn't so sure. My existence had been a literal hell for almost a century and I didn't see how changing my diet would change that. I should have known better – you don't bet against Alice.

It was only a couple years after we joined Carlisle's family that he found Esme. We all grinned at the love he exuded. Carlisle was always a compassionate caring man, but suddenly he found his soul mate and he radiated it. I think we all sat in awe of them for awhile. I wouldn't be surprised if that is why Emmett had Carlisle save Rosalie. Both Edward and I gagged on that one. Rosalie might be pretty, but her ego was the size of Texas. He found her half-dead and carried her home, begging Carlisle to change her. The weird thing is – he loves her. Go figure. I guess there is truly someone for everyone.

We all watched Edward and Alice play with one another, neither one seemingly aware of their attraction. Part of me wished they would stop all the cutesy stuff and just get on with it, but the other part of me was glad I wasn't the soul single person in the house. About 20 years ago, it changed; one day when we came home from a hunt to hear the two of them grunting from his room. They have been somewhat nauseating ever since.

Their giggles disturb my thoughts again and sighing, I take my tray of uneaten food to the trash and leave. I don't think I can take another two hours of school so I decide to ditch, walking quickly into the shade of the large pines flanking Forks High School before I sprint into a run.

This is why I love being a vampire. The speed is exhilarating. I could run for years and never tire. Of course, today I was running from something and that bothered me. I don't like to run from anything. It makes me feel like a coward. But, the thing is – its been 2 years since I have been laid and it is killing me! Living with our "cousins" the Denali clan for a few months was divine. Irina, Kate, and Tanya were all more than willing to fuck me – often. Coming down here to Forks, it has been a lot more difficult. No female vampires to sink my cock into. I sighed. My plan is to get to the hill I usually go to at night, but I am diverted by the scent of a herd of Elk. Shrugging I think, "Well, if they are going to get in harms way . . ." and I make a beeline for the largest one.

An hour later . . .

"I do love sitting up here," I mused. It felt like I could see the entire world from my vantage point. I came here most every night, of course, to get away from the moaning coming from three sets of passionate couples. They actually weren't trying to be pests. Esme had even tried to add soundproofing to the rooms at one time, but we were vampires – our hearing was just too good.

I grimaced. I shouldn't have thought of that. Even the thought brought to mind the sounds they made. Emmett and Rosalie were all shrieks and growls. Edward and Alice were, well, very exuberant. They had busted more than one bed. Carlisle and Esme were the quietest but their moans were the most amazing. They really sounded as though they were one body – as though they were connected at some other level.

Moaning, I proceeded to do what I did every other night. My hands went to my trousers and unbuttoned them, pulling them down to my ankles. My cock was already so hard it hurt against my briefs. I quickly released it and sighed with pleasure. I let my mind remember the sounds Carlisle and Esme made as I started to move my hand up and down my very hard cock. My own moans matched those I heard in my head and I started to go faster, embarrassed at what I was thinking, but not able to stop myself. Maybe if I just got it over with quickly; but no, I did not want that. I wanted it to linger. And, when I came, I would just do it again and again anyway. Lying back on the hillside, I let the visions of the different women I have fucked go through my mind. All beautiful, passionate women; all of them would ride my cock like crazy. I smiled at the memory, pumping faster.

A couple hours later, I was ready for my final release. I held it back, knowing how much better it would be if I did so. I felt the longing in me increase, until it was almost painful. The images of the women, going faster and faster until they were but a blur; even to me. Then, just as I came, hollering out, another face came into my head and I froze.

I had only seen that face once, today at school. It was a rather beautiful heart-shaped face, with deep brown eyes and waist-length mahogany hair. Why would she appear in my head? She's human! As my orgasm started to fade, so did the vision of her in my head.

Shit!