Okay my pretties... I'm starting this fic in hopes that it'll spark up some reviews... It's a Bella/Jasper fic. They are severely lacking these days, and who doesn't love a good one about those two?



Private school. Is there anything more stuck up than that? I'd been attending regular classes with regular people all of my life, and for some reason all of a sudden, my parents want to ship me off to a private school?

My parents own and operate their own private investigation practice. They are highly successful, I'll give them that. Growing up, their one request for me was to have a normal life, without all of the money and prestige. So what the hell changed now? Apparently, my father felt that I needed to be more polished for the future. My mother was a free spirit who didn't really care THAT much about how polished I became, but she agreed with my father and now here I am, at Meyer Preparatory School in New York. And that means, I've moved clear across the country just to attend this place.

Having money growing up didn't deter my sense of value. I'm a bargain shopper and to be honest, I hate to shop. I am not all about the glitz and glamor of high society. Now, I'm going to be stuck with a bunch of kids that I was fairly sure their lives revolved around this crap.

Staring down at my schedule, I was knocked into by a tall wall of muscle.

"Shit." I muttered, because that hurt.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying any attention. My apologies. I'm Emmett Cullen." He held his hand out for me to shake it.

"Isabella Swan, but I prefer to be called Bella." I shook his hand.

He smiled warmly at me, his dimples deep enough to park a Porsche in. Then he leaned down by my ear.

"Don't be fooled by the snotty clothes they make us wear. Not all of us are that stuck up." He laughed.

I giggled. He must have read my thoughts. "Thanks."

He took my schedule out of my hands and looked it over and grinned. "Excellent. You have American History with me first period. Come on, you can sit with me so that you don't have to be anxious."

I was relieved. Emmett Cullen was my savior. Thank God.

As we weaved in and out of the crowd in the halls, I was suddenly thankful that we were all required to wear a standard uniform. Although, I prefer not to wear a skirt or a tie, I am quite thankful that I am NOT required to wear heels. That shit sucks, and I'm not the most coordinated person in the world.

We got to the door and he opened it for me and allowed me to walk through ahead of him.

"Okay, we sit in the back of the class. I know this stuff frontward and backward, but my friend Jasper is the one who's the History buff. He's in this class, too." He said while taking the lead to our desk.

I sat my books down on the table and he sat next to me.

"So, Bells, mind if I call you Bells?" He asked and I shook my head. "Cool. Anyway, where are you from?"

I sighed. "Forks, Washington. My parents operate Swan Investigations, Inc. Up until now, I've managed to have at least some what of a normal existence, hiding in the shadows at public school. Then my parents decided that I needed to be polished or something. So, they shipped me here for the next two years."

He nodded, looking thoughtful. "Did you leave anybody behind?"

I giggled. "Well, my friends from school. No boyfriend or anything. Most of the guys were scared shitless to date me, knowing my father could have them spied on at any given moment."

He laughed heartily. "When I have kids, I'm so going to have to ask your dad for help."

I laughed with him. We continued small talk for the next few minutes when Emmett's loud voice boomed. "Jasper. Come meet Bella. She's the new girl."

I looked up and saw one of the most handsome men I'd ever seen in my life. He was tall and muscular, not overly, but just enough. His shoulders were broad and he had this messy blond hair that begged to be touched. His lips were full and he had the prettiest sea green eyes I'd ever seen.

He walked over to his desk and nodded toward me. "Pleasure to meet you." Was all he said.

I was caught a little off guard by his shortness with me. Was I that bad? I looked at Emmett who rolled his eyes at his friend.

"Don't pay any attention to him. He's being a jackass. Once you get to know him, I'm sure you two will be friends, too." I nodded in affirmation. Why was it bugging me so much that he was blatantly not trying to be nice to me.

We sat through class and I took notes. This was going to be harder than my classes in public school. The things they taught here were on a college level. Thank God I study in my spare time, or else I'd be totally lost.

Before class let out, Emmett grabbed my schedule. "You have Music next period. So does Jasper. He can walk you." He leaned over to tell me. I nodded and inwardly cringed at having to be around someone who was repulsed by me.

He wrote something on a piece of paper and flung it in front of Jasper. He read it and looked at me and huffed and nodded his head a couple of times.

When the bell rang I gathered up my books and shoved them into my backpack and hurriedly went to find Jasper. He had went ahead out into the hall.

When I caught up with him I was beyond furious. He looked over to me and smirked and then kept walking straight ahead, not saying a word.

"T-thank you for showing me where the class is." I stammered.

"Yep." He answered. Dick.

He opened the door and held it open for me, at least he did that much. I walked in and sat in the front in an empty seat among all of the other ones. The room had tiered seating and Jasper stopped for a second and raised his eyebrow. Was he expecting me to sit with him?

"What?" I asked him.

He sighed. "Isabella, if you're going to sit up here, you're going to draw attention to yourself. Not that any of that would matter too much, because Mr. Simpson will probably have you sing in front of the class to decide which section you will be singing in during the Winter Concert."

This is the first thing he said to me other than a few words. His voice was dripping sweet with honey. "Okay, where the hell am I supposed to sit?" I asked.

"I don't give a damn what you do. I just figured you being new, you wouldn't want to be subjected to the front. But suit yourself. I would've saved you a seat near me." He said as he climbed up the steps.

I grabbed my backpack and followed him, begrudgingly, of course.

I plopped down next to him and sighed. "Happy now?"

He chuckled and cleared his throat. "Like I said, I don't care where you sit."

I was just about to say something I might later regret, when a short pixie like girl came bouncing in and caught sight of us sitting in the back.

"You must be Bella! I'm Alice, Jasper's sister." She squealed.

"Nice to meet you. You two don't look anything alike." I noted.

Jasper rolled his eyes and Alice giggled. "Well, I was adopted into the family. Rosalie is his twin, but you'll meet her at lunch, more than likely. Do you mind if I sit by you?"

"Not at all." I mused. She was quite peppy for the morning. I was still trying to wake up.

"What do you sing, Bella?" She asked.

"Alto." I told her. In fact, I was a very good singer, but I wasn't about to give out that information.

"Are you any good?" She asked me.

"Not really. I mean, I'm not tone deaf or anything, but I'm not too spectacular with my abilities." I lied.

"Not to worry. You know, Jasper is in a band." She smiled.

I was kind of shocked. "Really?" I looked over at him.

His face was red with blush. Why was he blushing? "Uh, yeah." He said.

"Cool." I told him and I left it at that.

Other students began to pour into the room followed by Mr. Simpson.

"I need Isabella Swan front and center, please." He addressed the class.

I inwardly smirked as I got out of my seat and walked to the center of the class room.

"Bella, please." I told the teacher. He smiled.

"Very well, Bella. Have you any fears about singing in public?" He asked.

"No sir, not at all." I told him politely.

He grinned. "Very good. Would you mind singing a little something so that I can figure out where best to place you for the concert?"

I nodded and started singing.

"At last my love has come along.

My loneliness is over.

And life is like a song.

Oh, yeah yeah, at last.

The skies above are blue.

My heart was wrapped up in clover.

The night I looked at you.

I had now opened my eyes and looked around the class, who all had looks of shock on their faces. My eyes caught Jasper's and he was looking more shocked than anybody.

"I found a dream, that I could speak to.

A dream that I could call my own.

I found a thrill to press my cheek to.

A thrill that I have never known.

Oh yeah yeah, and you smiled, you smiled.

Oh, and then the spell the was cast.

For here we are, in heaven.

For you are mine, at last."

I heard collective gasps at the harder notes and my vibrato was perfection.

I turned to the teacher who stared blankly at me, and then out of nowhere, Alice ran down and hugged me tightly.

"Oh my GOD Bella! You were amazing. I don't think I'd ever heard anybody sing like that in person. Nobody!" She squealed.

The whole class erupted in applause and a few whistles.

"Miss Swan, I definitely think you're an alto, and I definitely think you are going to do some solos as as well as a duet with Mr. Hale." Mr. Simpson grinned. Apparently pleased that someone in his class had talent. Surely I couldn't be the only one?

I made my way back up to my seat and felt Jasper tense beside me.

Finally after a few minutes of lectures, Jasper turned toward me.

"You lied." He said.

I was taken aback by his statement. "Excuse me?"

He looked at me, sternly. "You lied. You said you couldn't sing that well. What you did up there, that was. Why are you even at this school? You should be at Juliard or somewhere. Not here."

I huffed. "I wasn't sent here on my own request. I was forced here. Just like you were forced by Emmett to be nice to me."

I turned my back toward him and I saw him walk passed me and out the door. Class wasn't even close to over.

"Don't worry about him, Bella. He's just met his match and he doesn't know what to do." Alice reassured me.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

She giggled. "Well, Jasper doesn't date. The reason he doesn't date, is because he doesn't feel the girls at this school compare to some standard. You seem to meet all of them. He's been able to avoid advances because of his stupid rules, and now you've broken all of them."

I was confused. "What rules?"

She sighed. "Well, see, he has this certain set of rules that he goes by for criteria on dating. He says it weeds out the bad ones. Anyway, he likes brunettes with brown eyes, which you obviously have going. Then, he likes a girl who is reserved, but will stand up for herself in the end, which you clearly did. She has to be beautiful, which you are. Also, she has to be intelligent, which you have that covered. Last but not least, she has to be able to sing. And, well, we all know how that went. You'll be the talk of the school by the end of the day, by the way. With that voice of yours."

I groaned. "But, your brother is an ass. Even if I qualify for his dating application process, what makes you think he qualifies for mine?"

She smiled. "So, you mean to tell me you'd turn down Jasper Hale? My brother has girls practically throwing themselves at him. And you mean to tell me that you would turn him down?"

I nodded. She continued. "Let's say, for arguments sake, that he were pursuing you. What would he have to do in order to get your attention?"

I huffed. "First of all, not be an ass. Which he is, so he has one strike against him. Secondly, he has to be intelligent, which I have no idea if he is. Thirdly, I like someone who goes for the little things to make me smile. You know, pick me a flower, write me a poem. Stuff like that, you know?"

She beamed. "Anything else?"

I laughed at her eagerness. "Uhm, he should be funny. I love a guy with a sense of humor. He should have things to talk about other than himself, too. Oh, and he should love sports!" I added.

She laughed. "Sports? I wouldn't take you for the type who loved sports."

I nodded. "I actually love them. I was an MVP softball player at my old school."

"You'd love Rosalie then. That's Emmett's girlfriend. And you met Emmett. She plays ball, too." She added.

I smiled. "She's not anything like Jasper is she? You said that's his twin." I groaned afterward.

She giggled. "They are night and day. Rosalie may look hard on the outside, but inside, she's one of the sweetest people you'll come to know."

Eventually the bell rang and we were off to World Literature. Thankfully, I had that class with Alice.

"Rose is in this class, too. You'll love her." Alice quipped. I nodded. "There she is now."

I looked toward the door to see a leggy blond who had to be the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life. Made sense, who brother was a God. An ass, but a God.

She made her way to sit in the desk in front of us. "You must be Bella. I'm Rosalie. Emmett just went on and on about you earlier." She smiled.

I giggled. "You probably have your hands full with that one."

She laughed. "You know it. I also heard that my brother was being a dick to you. I'll be sure to have a little talk with him about that later at home."

I liked her already.

"Oh Rose, you know, Bella here was an MVP softball player at her old school. Be thankful I just recruited you another player." Alice said.

Rose beamed. "Really? What position do you play? We need a short stop."

I smiled. "I actually happen to play short stop the best, after that I make a pretty mean first baseman."

"How are you with hitting the ball? Get any good distance?" She asked, suddenly excited.

I chuckled. "I can clear the gate most of the time."

"Please say you'll play this year. Oh my god. We need some talent. I'm usually stuck with the ditzy bitches who only play because their parents think it'll look good on their record." She begged.

"Absolutely. You have yourself a new member." I stuck my hand out for her to shake it, instead she hugged my neck.

"Thank you!" She laughed.

Our teacher, Mrs. March came through and asked us to pull out a piece of paper and write our favorite quote by our favorite author, with our names, and pass them up front.

I thought this was an odd request, but I did as I was asked.

" . . . he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire." Emily Bronte "Wuthering Heights"

I wrote my name on the paper and passed it forward.

The teacher took all of the papers and looked through them and read some out loud. When she got to mine, she smiled.

"Miss Swan. Wuthering Heights? How impressive. I noticed that you are the only one who chose Bronte. As you can see, most of my students had chosen Shakespeare or someone of the like, but not you. What made you pick this quote and this author?" Mrs. March asked me.

I blushed. "I guess that I picked it, because of the meaning of it. She explains that their souls are the same, that they're the same person, that they're whole. I think that's what love is. Being with someone who makes you whole. And I love the book. It is my favorite."

Alice looked at me with a mischievous look in her eye. I didn't know her that well, but it looked like she was up to something.

The bell rang a little later and class was let out and I found myself walking to lunch with Rosalie and Alice.

"You'll love the food here, Bella. It's not like the school food you're probably used to. This stuff is the real deal." Rosalie said with a dreamy look in her eye. I laughed.

We made our way to the lunch line and I now knew what she was talking about. It was set up like a buffet. You could pick anything you wanted from it. Which I was thrilled about. I loaded my tray with pot roast and mashed potatoes and a roll and finished it off with a piece of peanut butter pie and a Coke.

After we all paid and made our way to the table, I heard Emmett's loud voice echoing through the lunch room.

I looked at the table and recognized Emmett and Jasper and didn't know who the bronze haired guy was sitting with them.

When we sat down, Emmett introduced me.

"Edward, this is Bella Swan. And Bella, this is my brother Edward." He grinned brightly.

"Nice to meet you, Bella. I hope that my goof ball brother here didn't scare you too much this morning." He threw in a half smile.

I laughed. "Not at all. In fact, he was quite the helper. He was a life saver."

Rosalie looked at him with so much pride that I was a little jealous. I never had that kind of thing before.

Then, some blond haired guy came over and kissed Alice on the cheek. "Hey babe. Sorry about earlier, I was almost late for Chemistry."

"It's okay. I want you to meet my new best friend Bella Swan. Bella, this is my boyfriend Tyler." She beamed.

I smiled. He was a pretty good looking guy. Not hot like Jasper or even Emmett and Edward, but he was definitely easy on the eyes.

"Nice to meet you. You should be warned, though. My girl here likes to shop. I hope that you wear comfortable shoes." He laughed as did the rest of the table, excluding Jasper and Alice.

"Hey! So I try to make the world a prettier place!" She pouted and Tyler kissed her cheek, causing her to instantly cheer up.

"What the hell is up your ass, twin?" Rose asked Jasper. I tried to hide my laughter at how blunt she was.

"I'm fine." He said flatly.

"Like hell. Oh, and if you're a dick to Bella anymore, I'll cut your balls off. She's a nice girl. You shouldn't treat her like every other chick in this school." She retorted.

"And how do I treat the other girls in this school?" He asked angrily.

"Like they have the fucking plague, Jasper. She's good people. Give her a break." Rosalie spat.

Jasper rolled his eyes and hunched back in his seat, taking a bite of an apple, and looking very much like a scolded toddler.

"So, Bella. You dating anybody?" Edward asked.

"Nope." I said.

He laughed. "Well, that sucks. Maybe Alice here can find you someone. Lord knows she needs to lay off of me for awhile."

I groaned. "You're not winning any friend points here by pawning me off on the pixie."

Alice laughed. "Oh, don't worry about him. He's not getting rid of me and my conquest any time soon."

"I wish you'd give up. I told you who I have my eye on." He laughed.

Just then a pretty dark complected girl walked by and Edward had this goofy look on his face. He blushed.

"Edward? Is that the girl you like? I think she's in my music class." I told him.

"Yeah, that's Angela Webber. She is really quiet and shy. And really smart. I kind of like the nerdy thing, personally." He grinned. I smiled and got up and walked over to her.

"Angela, right?" I asked her and she smiled.

"Yes. You're Bella. You have an amazing voice." She complimented.

"Thanks. Look, we have plenty of room at our table if you'd like to join us. I would hate to have you sit by yourself." I told her.

She blushed. "Edward sits there." She said.

I grinned. "So? There happens to be an empty seat right next to him. Maybe you should take advantage of that."

She giggled. "I don't know..."

"Nonsense. Come on." I grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the table, earning appreciative looks from Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, Tyler, and even Jasper. Edward looked like he was going to be sick.

I inwardly chuckled.

"Guys, this is Angela. She's going to sit with us, is that okay?" I asked.

"Of course. The more the merrier." Emmett boomed.

"There's an empty seat next to Edward." Jasper mused. I couldn't tell, but it looked like he winked at me. Maybe he just had something in his eye.

Angela shyly took the seat next to Edward and he tensed up. Alice and Rosalie giggled and I was doing a silent happy dance.

"So, Bella, what class do you have next period?" Tyler asked me.

I swallowed my pop and looked at my schedule. "Biology with Mr. Banner."

Edward grinned. "Hey, I have that, too. I'll walk you after lunch."

"Thanks. Is it weird that I have classes with just about all of you so far?" I laughed.

Jasper reached over and grabbed my schedule and laughed. "You have classes with each and every person at this table including Tyler and Angela."

"What classes does she have with us?" Angela asked.

"She has Home Economics with you, and PE with Tyler." He said, handing me the schedule back without even looking at me.

"Cool. Now you don't have to be alone all day. You'll know someone in every class." Tyler smiled at me.

After lunch, I walked with Edward to Biology and we sat together.

"So, that stunt you pulled at lunch..." Edward began.

I laughed. "What? You obviously like her, and you obviously weren't going to do anything about it. So, I helped."

He smiled. "Well, thank you." He laughed. "And, so you know, Jasper's not always a dick. He's usually quite the opposite. Except with the girls here. I mean, he's not a dick to them, but he keeps his distance."

"Oh." Was my genius reply. Edward went on.

"I think he likes you." He smirked.

I guffawed. "No way. Don't think so."

"Why not? You're beautiful. Besides, he went on and on about how amazing your singing voice is just before you guys got to the table."

I blushed. "Shut up." I nudged him with my shoulder.

"He's had some really crappy problems with girls. I'll leave it at that. If he wants you to know, he can tell you. But, just don't NOT give him a chance, ya know? He'll come around." Edward assured me.

We spent biology passing notes and laughing at each other. Edward was easily going to be one of my best friends.

He walked me to home ec when the class let out. I secretly think it was to catch a glimpse of Angela, but that's me.

"Hey Bella! Thanks for dragging me over to your table today." She beamed.

"It was my pleasure. You know, Edward likes you." I told her.

She blushed. "Stop. He doesn't like me. He dates girls like Lauren Mallory or Jessica Stanley. Not me."

I stopped her. "No. He told the whole table he liked you. Just give me some time to work my magic. He's intimidated by you and is trying to get the guts to talk to you."

She smiled. "Thanks!"

I sat through the most boring class of life and when the bell rang, I found Tyler waiting on me to walk me to PE.

"Hey Bells! Alice told me I should come meet you so that you could find your way to the gym. Oh, and she wanted me to give you this." He handed me a piece of paper.

I opened it up and laughed.


You and I are going shopping this evening. No excuses. I'm going to spice up your uniform. I'll meet you after gym class.



"She's already starting, isn't she?" Tyler asked knowingly.

I laughed. "Of course."

"There's no sense in fighting it. Trust me, you'll lose. There's no denying the pixie." He chuckled.

I had a sense he was right.

PE passed in a blur. Thank God my clumsiness only accounts for everyday life, instead of sports.

And, of course, Alice was waiting faithfully for me after class.

We walked out of the school and to my car and Alice gawked.

"What?" I asked her, honestly confused.

"Your car." Was all she said.

I looked at it and shrugged. "It's just a car."

"No. That. THAT is a Vanquish. I don't even know if they're available in the states yet. H-how did you get a hold of one?" She asked

I laughed. "My dad did some detective work for the owner of the company. In favor, he gave my dad this car for me. I don't suppose you want a ride, do you?"

She started jumping up and down like a little kid and I had to laugh.

In my peripheral vision, I saw Jasper Hale standing against his classic '65 Mustang, staring at us.


Alrighty, I want to know what you people think of this story. I tried to pair Alice and Edward off with decent people. I know everyone loves Angela, and so she'd be good with Edward. And Tyler never gets enough credit.

So, read and review. I want to hear some feedback!

In the next chapter, there may be a little Bella/Jasper time. But nothing too steamy..... YET ;)