This story is just an experiment, a draft really.

I wrote it as a sequel for Bella's Black Eye... but I wasn't too sure of it. So, review and tell me what you think!

If enough people like it, I'll get started on another chapter. I don't think this story will be too long, three chapters maybe?

Enjoy! =]

Jasper's P.O.V

It's Friday morning, not yet seven. This week has gone by slower than Emmett in math class. After the entire window fiasco in Edward's room last weekend, Esme has barely let Emmett and I out of her sight. If it were up to her, we wouldn't have been going to school at all. As it is, Carlisle prefers it when we go to school, the students of Forks High School are always a little more suspicious when the Cullen's are missing.

I'm currently sitting in my room, predictably grounded. However, tonight is the last night of mine and Emmett's grounding and I'll finally be allowed to glance at a television. With little more than a book on Egyptian history read over twenty times to entertain me, I was bored out of my mind. Time to spy on my family's emotions.

Esme was in the kitchen putting away groceries she had bought for Bella. She was angry but entertained at the same time, she seemed to be quite happy to stock the pantry shelves, it made her feel more motherly. Her anger was most likely due to myself and Emmett, no matter how many different emotions my mother had felt over the passed week, they had all been mixed with anger.

Rosalie was in her room counting her rather large supply of nail polish, she seemed frustrated. I assumed it was because one was missing...

Alice was behind me picking out an outfit for school, our large bed was littered with tiny clothes, sorted to represent potential outfits.

I scanned for Edward next after remembering Carlisle had already left for work, but I couldn't sense anything. He must have been out all night, staying at Bella's again.

And lastly, I scanned for Emmett. I saved him for last because, to tell the truth, I was a little afraid of what I would read. Emmett's emotions seemed to be emitting from the garage. His emotions were mixed, almost unreadable save for small tinges of joy, frustration and... excitement? ...No, excitement was replaced by anger... and excitement again... now anger. What was going on?

I decided to check on my brother, he may need help...mental help, that is. I leaned back in my desk chair, rubbed my eyes, stood up and walked towards the bedroom door before being called back my an annoyed wife.

'Jasper, where are you going?' Alice questioned. I turned to face her, readying my explanation for departure in the back of my head. But when my eyes finally found her standing by the bed, I couldn't help but laugh. Alice was wearing at least 120 different chains of beads around her neck, all different shades of either purple or green. The beads made her look like a very stylish form of Medusa, or perhaps a Christmas tree.

'Alice... whats with the beads?' I asked, trying to control my facial expressions.

'Well I was about to ask you! I need your help... I need a shade of purple and a shade of green to go with this skirt. Which ones?' Alice asked, turning around to face her mirror on the door of her closet.

'You're wearing a skirt under all that?' I chuckled softly, Alice obviously didn't see the humor in my joke, as her emotions began to swirl with anger.

'Yes! Now pick two!' Alice demanded, turning to face me, expecting an immediate answer. I quickly thought of a plan.

'Alice, I'm not sure if my judgment of your... beautiful beads, will suffice as a decision worthy to compliment your features, especially not your breathtaking skirt.' I smiled, knowing I had saved myself.

'Aww... Jasper! You're so sweet! Okay, you're free to go. I just saw myself at school wearing these two anyway, thanks for your help!' Alice sang, dancing around our bed picking up reject pieces of clothing and throwing them into her closet. All traces of anger in her emotions had disappeared, replaced by flattery, love and achievement. That's my Alice!

I smiled in response and left our room. Walking down the staircase, I ran into a smiling Edward. Before Bella, it was an extremely rare sight to see Edward smiling, let alone leaving the house at all with the exception of school. Edward's emotions used to depress me, pulling me down and crushing my happiness. Although I never blamed or liked Edward any less for his emotions, I noticed that not only Edward, but myself and the entire family were much happier now that Edward has Bella lighting his life, with the exception of Rosalie of course.

'Good morning, Edward.' I smiled as Edward closed the front door behind him.

'Hello Jasper, good night?' Edward asked politely, though I knew he really meant to ask, Esme punish you any extra last night?

'Yes my night was quite good, thank you! However, rather uneventful...' I hinted, secretly telling Edward that I went unpunished last night.

'Uneventful, sounds rather... safe.' Edward smiled, leaning against the front door, crossing his arms.

'Indeed.' I nodded, 'How's Bella?'

'She's well, not exactly looking forward to the wedding... but well.'

'It's not you, you know. She is looking forward to marrying you, Alice said it's the wedding that bothers her.' I smiled reassuringly.

'I know... I just wish I could... could... what happened to Emmett?' Edward uncrossed his arms and stood up straight, staring off into the general direction of the garage.

'Emmett? Nothing I know of...' I muttered, taking in Emmett's emotions. Excitement replaced anger... anger replaced excitement... his emotions hadn't changed since I had read them last. 'Why, what is he thinking?'

'He's thinking of a wedding arch... no wait... an orange wearing glasses... a poodle jumping through a cotton candy hoop... I think he's blocking me.' Edward looked confused and frustrated, still staring off in the direction of the garage.

'He must have heard you come home... I was just on my way to find out what he's up to, he's been in the garage since we came home from school yesterday.'

'I'll come with you, I really just came home to change clothes and give Bella some privacy to prepare for school, I'm going back to pick her up in half an hour. Give me a second, will you?' Edward asked, not waiting for a reply before dashing upstairs to change.

Less than ten seconds later, Edward appeared at the top of the stairs in a fresh change of clothes.

'Ready?' He asked, descending the staircase at lightning speed.

'How does one prepare themselves for Emmett?' I laughed, raising an eyebrow at my brother.

'Good point.' Edward chuckled, opening the front door and stepping out onto the veranda. I followed, my smile not yet lost, closing the front door behind me and following Edward to the garage.

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