Jacob... My Jacob...
No, Im not Isabella Swan.
Im Jasmine, Jasmine Rose Spinalis.
Anyways, Jacob is mine...and always was - in a way.
We had known each other in our childhood, but our parents lost touch when my mother moved my brother, Mark, and I to the wonderful and everlasting sunny state of California.
And let me tell you, I missed La Push like a child misses their favorite stuffed animal.
I wanted the rain, I wanted the clouds, and I wanted the beaches, minus the sweltering sun.
We said our last goodbyes a week after my twelfth birthday - promising to stay in touch, both of us knowing we wouldnt, we c
Jazzy..."
"No whining Kady. Now stay still!" I huffed, trying to fix her hair. (KD: AHA! That's me. Kady, whoop. You're all jealous.) [Laura: Of course its you. I had to come up with a character that was obnoxious and random.]
Alice snickered and said, "Let me help. Rose, you get her outfit ready." The blonde beauty nodded, smiling.
"Bella, make them stop..." Kady wailed again.
Bella laughed and said, "No way. Jazz, pink or green?" I looked at her, holding up two different mini-skirts. (KD: WHAT! Lord, shoot me now.) [Laura: Relax. Youre not wearing them. Jeez. Over reaction much?]
"Love the green. Now what should I we