Hey peoples! I haven't really checked out this pairing in fanfiction so I don't know if there are many or not. I just was thinking and I thought of putting Bella and Jasper together because that was one relationship that was never really portrayed in the books! I'm going to do it like Bella met Jasper before she met Edward. But she'll fall for Jasper. I'm changing the introductory chapter; this is fanfiction after all so I may as well change the first chapter. Sorry if it's boring! Please review! Thanks! Happy reading! ^_^ xXx

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Bella POV:

Flying in a plane always made me nervous. The reason being I'm so clumsy I'm terrified that something will happen. Also, I hate the attention you receive on a plane. I'd love to just sit down and read 'Withering Heights' and the minute I turn the page a stewardess will come up to you and ask you if you'd like anything. You say no, then, the minute you pick up your book and the moment you begin to read either another stewardess comes back to you or the same one is back again. Also I just feel terrible having people wait on me like that. They are people too and I just don't understand why we should just be allowed boss them about and have them running around after us.

Eventually I gave up and just looked out the window. The last time I looked the sky was bright and sunny and now that I look again it's full of black clouds and little droplets of rain. I knew that the flight was almost over. Strangely, a part of me felt brilliant and a part of me felt terrible. I knew that my mom wanted to travel with Phil when he went to his baseball games. I was the only reason that she never went so I guess I felt glad, that I was doing her a favour. Then again, I felt terrible because she was so upset to see me go. She kept asking me was it Phil, did it seem like she was focusing on him more than me. Then she thought that she was an inadequate mother. I also felt great because I would get Charlie, my dad again.

Charlie and I had a strange relationship. I am mad about him, as he is about me but it is just so awkward between us. Any time he tries to talk about personal issues we both just clam up and end up avoiding each other for the rest of the night. Yet, I still looked forward to seeing him. It had been...two years. I guess it was only fair that I stay with him. I had lived with my mother since she left, and that was years ago. I guess he deserved some well-cooked meals for a change. I recall once when I was a little girl, my mother giving out to Charlie because she had to cook breakfast all of the time. Then the next morning he tried to make scrambled eggs on toast for me, boiled eggs and sausages for him and an omelette for my mother and the cooker went on fire. And the sausages were still under-cooked!

Eventually the plane came to a smooth landing (whew!) so I got up and looked out of a window at the opposite side of the plane. I saw a police car parked, most people thought that there was a problem on the plane and started freaking out but I looked through the windscreen and I saw Charlie. I couldn't help but wear a silly grin when I saw him. Even through that greying tough, hard exterior there was a kind and caring man. When people started to get off the plane he got out of the car and smiled over when he saw me. I ran over to him, still wearing a grin.

"Hi Char-uh...Dad," I greeted as I went to hug him but then ducked back a little, as did he. Then we went to hug again and did, for a short while.

"Hi Bella, you've gotten tall," he said.

"Yeah it's been two years, I uh...grew," I grinned nervously.

"I'll put your bags in the trunk, you sit down and relax, you've travelled a long distance to take the wait off your feet," he said .

"It's okay Dad, I can take them,"I said as I went to pick them up.

"I can see you've still got that stubborn streak," he grinned a little.

My mother tells me that I got that stubbornness from Charlie. Sometimes I wonder...

I gave in and got into the frost seat of the car. Charlie got in after a short while and without speaking he started the car and started to drive towards my new home.

Amazingly I was missing the sun already. I was never really a massive fan of the sun, hence my pale complexion but it was definitely better than this. It was already raining and the sky was dark. The air had this chill that would just make you shiver. It reminded me that I really had to go clothes shopping. I only had light jackets and clothes; I didn't even own a warm coat. You'd never need one in Phoenix, even on its coldest day it was still hot. Charlie and I didn't speak for the most of the drive. I was too busy wallowing about the cold and besides which I had absolutely no idea what to say to him. I decided to put the poor man out of his misery and break the silence.

"So Dad, has much happened since I've been here?" I asked, although Forks was such a small town that if somebody broke a nail it would be the main news. Maybe there might be something after two years?

"Well, three months ago I gave out six parking tickets and arrested a man," he said, sounding quite proud. Hmmm...

"Wow, that's uh...interesting," I said, not sounding in the least bit entertained, which wasn't intentional.

"Well yes, uh...I guess in Phoenix you've more going on. So uh...how's your mother?"

"She's good. I guess, she didn't want me to come here. What with having to leave school and leave her."

"The teenagers in Forks seem good. You'll make friends easily, so, did you have a boyfriend?" he asked. I didn't even want to answer that. The topic of boys was not something on my list of things to talk about with Charlie. I cleared my throat, felt my face getting really hot and I looked out the window. He also cleared his throat and we didn't speak for the rest of the ride.

We eventually got home. I'd forgotten most of Forks but our white two-storey house was something that I could remember vividly. Charlie parked in the usually muddy driveway and we both got out of the car. I went to the trunk to get my bags.

"Don't worry Bella, I'll get that," he said .

"Thanks Dad," I said guiltily.

He took my bags and he went up to the door and unlocked it. I followed him up to my bedroom and he left my bags there.

"Well, I got you a new bed and mattress so you should be comfortable. Everything else is pretty much the same as you left it," he said .

"Thanks Ch- Dad," I smiled.

He nodded and walked out.

That was one thing that I loved about Charlie. He'd always leave me alone. He wasn't interfering like my mother. He never took a major interest in my social life or boys I like. Also he'd let me do my own thing around the house as opposed to always checking up on me like my Mom used to. I unpacked my bags which didn't take long. I put my books into the empty bookshelf, Charlie had gotten rid of all the children's books (at my request) and I put my clothes into the small wardrobe. I laughed to myself when I saw an outfit from when I was five. My Mom had obviously forgotten about it.

I took a look at the clock and it was only 8.30. At least I only had to stay up a half an hour before I even attempted trying to sleep. I was tired but anytime I went to bed really early I'd wake up in the middle of the night and wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. I went downstairs and into the sitting room where my Dad was watching the game on the flat screen.

"Uh Dad, do you want me to make you supper?" I asked.

"No Bella you've done enough all day, get some rest."

"No really, it'll reduce the risk of you getting food poisoning. Besides it'll distract me from the bad weather," I told him.

"Well, sausages and beans but only if it's not an imposition to you."

"It's not Dad, just consider it a thanks for putting me up," I smiled a little and walked into the kitchen and started cooking for Charlie.

I was shocked when I saw that the cooker was spotlessly clean, as were all the frying pans and saucepans. Then I smiled to myself. Charlie never cooked; he probably always went down to the coffee house for dinner and supper. After I'd finished cooking I checked the clock and it read 9.10. Thankfully I could go to bed! I had to start school in the morning and I didn't want to think about that any more than I had to.

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I was woken the next morning by a gentle knock on the door. It was Charlie.

"Hey Bella, I'm off to work. I was just wondering if there was anything you needed before I left."

"I'm okay for the moment Dad, thanks," I said.

"Okay, I have a house-warming present in the driveway for you."

"Oh Dad there was no need..." I began to protest until he interrupted me.

"I don't want you to argue Bella. Goodbye," he said as he closed my door and walked out.

I got up and got dressed and while doing so I wondered what Charlie had gotten me. I thought it especially odd that he left in the driveway. It seemed so strange...even for him! I frowned when I looked out the bathroom when I saw snow, a very heavy fall of snow. Things just couldn't get much worse! I hated snow!

I finished breakfast quickly and walked out the door. Then when I saw my present my eyes lit up. He had gotten me a truck! Sure the paint was peeling off, it was as old as my Granddad and looked in pretty bad shape but it was perfect! It was strangely charismatic. I just loved it! I opened the door at the driver side to take a better look and I saw that the keys had been left in the ignition by Charlie. I eagerly tried to start it and third time lucky, I finally got it going. I had to rev it up a lot to get it into drive and finally it did and I started towards Forks High. When I was driving in I saw many students pointing at my truck and laughing. How dare them! It was my truck and I loved it! I finally found a free parking space and pulled in. I slowly got out of the truck and made my way slowly to the main doors. Even though I was being careful I skidded in some ice and nearly lost my footing until some guy caught me. He laughed slightly and then pulled me up.

"Hey there, I'm Eric," he smiled. "And you must be Isabella," he added.

"It's just Bella," I replied.

"So Bella, how does it feel to be front page news of the school newspaper?" he asked.

"What, no wait, I can't be," I said blushing. I really didn't want a fuss made about my arrival. Coming to a new school in the middle of the semester was hard enough; never mind everybody knowing about you.

"Hey there! You must be Isabella!" called a voice from behind. This Isabella thing was really getting old. Ugh!

"It's Bella, actually," I replied to this tall-ish, blonde-haired boy who had two red cheeks. He looked like he'd just run a marathon.

"Well it's nice to meet you Bella," he smiled.

"Likewise," I replied, taking a look around at the school.

"Well Bella, if you ever want to know anything, I have all the goss!" Eric exclaimed.

"Goss?" I asked, clearly I was to learn a load of Forks slang. Just brilliant!

"Gossip honey," he smirked.

"Oh, thanks," I said as I started to walk away, he and Mike walked along beside me.

"Oh hi! You must be Isabella!" called a female voice from behind. I sighed quietly to myself.

"It's Bella," Mike cut in.

"Oh, well it's nice to meet you!" the girl exclaimed. "I'm Jessica by the way!" she said, giving me a hug. I didn't know what it was but these Forks people were really over-social!

"Hey duck!" Mike exclaimed as he caught me and pulled me down. When I looked up I saw a snowball soaring past me.

I looked up and saw a few teenagers having a snowball fight.

"Who are they?" I asked. They looked so strange, so beautiful.

"Oh, they are the Cullens. You see that blonde one there, that's Rosalie, she's so full of herself."

"Well who could blame her, she's gorgeous," Eric cut in, smiling.

"Hmmm....well, she's dating that bigger guy Emmett, it's freaky. They like totally live together. That small one there is Alice, she's a total freak. And she's totally dating that blonde guy Jasper; he's the one that looks like he's in pain. And that guy there, he's Edward. Totally full of himself, so many girls here have tried to go out with him but...he's just got no time for anybody. Clearly he doesn't appreciate perfection," she said.

I kept looking at the Cullens. They were so beautiful; I just couldn't get over them. Their skin was so, so pale. I also couldn't understand how beautiful they were. I just couldn't take my eyes off them. Then the bell rang to go to class.

"What do you have first?" Mike asked.

"English," I replied.

"Oh, do you want me to show you there? I could sit beside you."

"Well, actually I'm kinda good at English so they put me in the senior English class," I replied.

"Oh, okay then, I'll see you in gym," he replied and walked off.

I looked around the school until I eventually found the classroom I was looking for. I slowly made my way in and waited at the top of the classroom for the teacher. He soon came in. He spoke with me for a few minutes and then turned to the rest of the class.

"Class, this is Isabella Swan. She's a new student here so please make her feel welcome. Isabella, please sit beside Jasper Hale, there's a spare seat beside him," the teacher told me.

I looked down at Jasper. I could finally get a closer look at one of those supernaturally beautiful beings.

I slowly walked down and sat beside him. When I took a closer look he looked like he was in agony. I sat down and he put his hand up to his nose. I smelled my hair and it seemed fine. I looked up again and he had taken his hand away. I decided to try speaking to him.

"Uh...hi there, I'm Bella Swan," I said as I put out my hand to shake his.

That's it for that chapter! I hope you enjoyed it! Please review and tell me what you think? I'll update as soon as I can! If you have any requests for Twilight pairings (any at all) please let me know! I'll do anything! PM me if you have requests! Bye peoples! ^_^ xXx