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Newport Living

A little different from your average Twilight story- Jasper Whitlock has recently moved in with his cousin, Edward Cullen after his mom dies from cancer. He meets neighbor, bad girl, Bella Swan, & her older brother, Emmett, & Shortly after he meets, Emmett's girlfriend, Rosalie Hale & Bella's best friend, famous actress, Alice Brandon. Join them as they deal with being students at an elite Prep school, alcoholic parents, acting gigs, make ups, breakups, and a lot more... Think The O.C meets Twilight. We promise, it's a lot better than the summary makes it seem. Pictures for the story can be found here:
http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/profile.php?id=100001037472823&ref=profile Rated M: for underage drinking, language, possible lemons, and drug use.

This story has ideas from both Twilight, and the show The O.C, we tried to mix humor, drama, and romance to appeal to everyone, we also tried to make it a little different from your usual fanfiction... it doesn't start out canon couples, but we have plans on making sure it ends up that way. Disclaimer:: Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight & the writers/producers of the O.C own anything we may have borrowed from them =]

2. Prisons

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Chapter 2


I couldn't breathe. I can't breathe. My breathing just … stopped. It was as if I was being choked, or strangled, or smothered. Maybe some odd combination of all three. My air supply was suddenly being cut off. I reached up for my throat, but I couldn't move my arms, it was as if I was being locked in place by a steel cage.

I opened my eyes quickly, bolting up into a sitting position, panting, and sweating as if I had just ran a marathon. It was only a dream. Thank fucking Christ. I let my breath even out, and then sighed in relief.

I let myself relax for a moment as I looked around at my surroundings. Blue walls. Pictures of wolves, and werewolves, and the Quileute tribe, which is where Jacob's ancestors descended from, covered the walls of the room. I glanced next to me on the bed to see Jake sprawled out, wearing only his boxers, his left leg was strewn across my knees, and his arm was draped across my chest, keeping me locked to his side.

I hated that, he was clingy enough while he was awake, the last thing I wanted was him to be like that in his sleep. Although, he was always like this, I'm not sure why all the sudden it was bothering me so much.

I reached for my iPhone on the bedside table, next to the half smoked joint that we smoked last night, and pressed the home screen so it would light up. I had 3 missed calls, all from Emmett, he would be pissed that I didn't go home last night, especially since he knows I was last with Jake. And 7 texts messages. 3 were from Emmett, telling me whenever I decided to get my butt home, that I was in big trouble. I rolled my eyes at those. The next 1 was from Rosalie, telling me that I'd better get home soon. And the last 3 were from Alice, telling me rather than asking me, that we were going shopping today and that whenever I woke up she'd pick me up from Jake's.

I set my phone back down, and began to wriggle free from the hold Jake had on me, but just as I was about to slide out of the bed, he made a weird grumbling sound, and tightened his grip on me, pulling me closer to him.


After a few minutes, once Jake had resumed snoring and breathing heavily. I was able to break free from his grip, and as I was changing into clean clothes, yes- I had a stash of clothes at his house, I texted Alice, telling her to come pick me up.

I scrawled out a quick note for Jacob, letting him know that I had made plans with Alice last night that I had I forgot about, and maybe I'd see him later. I didn't want to be a complete bitch, and plus I'd feel like a prostitute if I had just taken off.

As I walked out the front door, luckily undetected by Jake's dad, Billy, I pulled out my pack of cigarettes, and lit one, embracing the sudden calm that washed over me as I waited for Alice's bright yellow Porsche to pull into the driveway.

Yup, Alice had a bright yellow Porsche, and me, I didn't have a car yet. Not that I really needed one because Emmett, Rose, and Alice all had one, and I was always with at least one of them.

"ya know, I still don't know why you smoke." Alice sighed when she pulled up and I took my last drag and climbed into her car. She was decked out in total head to toe army gear. Sort of. She had on black doc martin boots, a camouflage skirt, a white tank top, and a cute camouflage hat. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun. If I didn't know any better I would think she was actually in the army.

"Nice outfit sergeant." I grinned at her.

"Actually Bells, it's Cornel Alice to you." she said seriously, trying to hide a smile as she sped away from Jake's neighborhood.

"Okay Cornel, whatever you say." I rolled my eyes as I watched the scenery fly by. Alice drove like a bat outta hell, it took a lot of getting used to.

"You know, I would ask how your night went, but judging by the marks on your neck, it seemed to have went pretty well." Alice quipped, chuckling at herself.

"What?" I asked, instinctively reaching for my neck as I flipped the sun visor down so I could check out what she was talking about in the mirror. I had two hickeys. One was huge, and dark, almost black, and the other one, just below it, was about the size of a quarter, and lighter.

"Fuck!" I growled, flipping my visor back up, not wanting to look at the horrendous vampire bites on my neck. I fucking hated hickeys, not only did they make me look like a trashy slut, but it was as if Jake was marking me like a fucking dog pissing on a fire hydrant so that all the other mutts stayed away. Bella Swan was property of no one. "I told that motherfucker last time to cut that shit out!"

"Well, since he's technically your boyfriend, he probably didn't see what the big deal was." Alice shrugged, as she stopped at a crosswalk, letting some skateboarders cross.

"I feel like he just wants to make everyone see that I belong to him or some shit." I cringed.

"Are things okay with you guys? Or do I need to introduce my boots to his junk?" Alice asked, bluntly.

I sighed, running a hand through my messy hair. "I guess." I shrugged.


"I don't know Alice! I feel like he's so much clingier than he ever was before. All day yesterday at the barbeque he blew up my phone, and then when we get to his house and we have sex, he was like… weird about it, like looking into my eyes and shit, but for some reason all I could think about was Edward's cousin, Jasper, and his sexy ass tattoos and southern accent, and then this morning I had this horrible dream, I couldn't breathe, and I was trapped so that I couldn't move my arms to take away whatever was making me suffocate, and then when I woke up, Jake's legs and arms were on top of me, like an iron grip." I shuddered at the memory of my dream.

"Wow." Alice exhaled, tapping on the top of her steering wheel as she took a sharp turn, making my stomach do a somersault. I inwardly groaned. "That's a lot to take in all at once.."

"Yeah." I sighed, shaking my head as I played with the frayed material of the hole in the knee of my jeans.

"So, Jake's being clingy is not good at all, you should try talking to him about it, you guys have been through so much, and I mean, he's not the best guy ever, but he's not completely horrible either. I'm sure if you told him how you were feeling he'd understand I'm sure he's not doing it to you on purpose." she suggested.

"I guess so."

"And the whole Jasper thing, he definitely is sexy, but I think you just think that because you A- have a weak spot for bad boys. And B- he's something new in Newport, not what your usually around, so of course you think you have feelings for him. And you know, Edward wasn't look so bad himself either. " she smiled as she found an empty parking spot on the strip, the main shopping area in Newport was a row off shops that were on the beach, we loved it here, and it's where we would run into a lot of friends from school, there was never a dull moment if you came to the strip.

I bit my lip as we climbed out of the car, mulling over what she had just said, and while she did have a point, I was just at the point where I was so over Jake's bullshit, and Jasper just seemed like someone I needed at the moment. I shook the thoughts from my head, deciding today was all about me, Alice, and Renee's Amex.

"So my agent called me today." Alice said after we had walked into the first shop and were browsing through the racks. I looked up at her, pausing my perusing, and raised my eyebrow at her. I knew that next year once we graduated that we were both probably going our own ways, but I wasn't ready for her to leave me now.

"And you reminded him you are finishing high school before you take on any more serious roles, correct?!" I pressed, worried for what her answer may be.

"Calm down." she giggled. "Eleazar knows that I want to wait till once we've graduated to do anything serious, but that new group, Breaking Dawn, you know, with the family of hot boys in the band together? Well they need dancers for their next music video, and my name came up." she smiled "it's nothing too serious, it's just a three day shoot next weekend, and I don't even have to go anywhere too far, since its in LA." she explained, and I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"Well that's awesome!" I smiled, truly happy for her. "good for you!"

"No Bella, good for us! You are coming with me to the shoot. You can hang out and be my PA or entourage, whatever. I just want you to be there with me." Alice said while throwing a small pile of clothes at me to try on.

"I don't know Alice. I mean, a music video shoot with a really hot all boy band? I think you might have to twist my arm a bit more to get me to go." I replied and we both burst out laughing.

We continued to shop for a little while, bumping into more than a few people we knew, and also buying a decent amount of stuff. I kept trying to ignore the bad feeling in my gut, not because of Jake, or Alice or Jasper, but because of Emmett, I still hadn't called him, and I knew he was going to be pretty mad at me. Not coming home or calling was a rule Emmett never let me forget. I swear, between Renee's whatever attitude and his over protectiveness I was going to end up bipolar.

After we had gotten iced coffees at the Starbucks in the strip, we walked across the street towards the beach to sit and watch the surfers. I could usually spot Emmett and Dr. Cullen if they were out there. Emmett was huger than any of the other surfers, and Carlisle had a bright orange board, the astronauts in space could see it.

"Hey, isn't that Edward Cullen?" Alice asked, after we had been sitting and watching the surfers for a little while.

"Huh? Where?" I asked, putting my hand against my forehead to shade my eyes from the sun as I scanned the beach.

"See, straight ahead, 12:00 maybe 12:17 I am not sure the sun keeps moving." she pointed directly in front of us to the right, and I followed her finger to see Jasper and Edward laughing as they walked towards us. They were both good looking, I hadn't paid much attention to Edward much before, but seeing him with someone he liked, and was so free with, and laughing, and being genuinely happy highlighted the fact that he wasn't bad looking, not bad at all. And Jasper, wow, how can I even describe how good looking he was when he was laughing? When I had first met him, he seemed like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, but something about seeing the bad boy let down his walls just a little bit to let people get a peek inside, was so fucking hot.

"Jasper! Edward!" I yelled, waving at them as they looked up at the sound of their names. I smiled, winking at Alice as they headed over to us.



"Come on Jasper we are hitting the beach!" I demanded, jumping on Jasper's bed.

I was rewarded with some unidentifiable grunts, groans and a pillow being hurled at me. I could swear he said something that sounded similar to "Shibbity Bobdoe" but I couldn't be too sure what was said, only what he meant.

"Yes I know I will burn in hell for waking you up this early, not to mention the things I did to the starving children in Africa." I replied with a chuckle. Sleepy Jasper was funny.

Next series of grunts and groans sounded like an ancient turn of the century language.

"Yes, Mom made coffee so you don't need to separate my testicles from my person." I liked funny Jasper. I would have to remember to wake him up early more often. Jasper shot up more quickly then I would have imagined him capable of and snatched my coffee from my hand. He bolted towards the bathroom door muttering something about "spoils of war" before the door was closed.

"What the hell do you mean spoils of war?" I asked to the closed bathroom door but didn't get a reply. "We are leaving in fifteen minutes, so whatever you are doing in there, you better make it quick!" I shouted as I banged on the door to get Jaspers attention over the running shower.

"So what are we doing today anyways?" I heard from within the confines of the bathroom.

"We are hitting the pier and maybe the beach. Yesterday you got to meet all the stuck up money grubbing socialites Newport has to offer, so today I planned on showing you why dealing with them was worth it." I replied rather smugly.

"So we are hitting the comic book store then grabbing lunch at the Fish'n'Trips at the pier?" Jasper replied with what I suspected was his toothbrush in his mouth. Was he brushing his teeth while he took a shower? Damn good multitasker, but still pretty damn strange.

"How did you know?" I asked.

"Your mom told me that was how you typically spent your time when you weren't obsessing over Patricia your online girlfriend"

"Great you and mom gossiping like a bunch of school girls, maybe she will take you to her next meeting of the ladies who lunch." I replied with only a minor amount of sarcasm. Jasper would be a huge hit with the ladies who lunch.

"You're the one who woke me up before noon to go get comics. What are you some kind of nerdy superhero? I dub thee Comic Book Lad" Jasper said as he opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"Shut the fuck up Texas Ken, and let's go see if Mom needs anything while we are out." I replied as we left the pool house and headed towards the kitchen.

"You were right Esme, comic books and food is what Captain Exciting has planned for me today, and it seemed to be so important he had to wake me up before noon." Jasper said to my mom as soon as he opened the kitchen door and saw her standing near the coffee machine.

"At least I only had threats of violence and a small assault with a pillow and no actual physical violence waking you up this time." I replied to my smartass cousin.

"Yeah, I am getting better I guess." Jasper replied as he refilled my coffee cup.

"Would you boys like to grab some clothes while you are out? I know Edward needs a few things for school besides his uniform. Jasper do you need anything?" Mom asked as she handed me another cup of coffee. I swear my mom fucking rocked when she wasn't trying to get me eat tofu burger and mung beans.

"Yeah I could use some more long sleeve shirts. It's pretty cold here." Jasper replied in between sips of his coffee.

"Are you insane? It is almost ninety degrees outside and you're cold. What are you some kind of retard that can't feel weather?" I asked.

"No smarty pants. I'm from San Antonio, a cold day to us in the summer is in the low nineties and the high is typically closer to a hundred and ten." Texas Ken replied. Stupid cousin with his stupid blonde hair and accent.

"Guess we are going shopping. Just don't think I am going to hold your hand and skip from store to store like a little bitch" I said.

"Oh and maybe afterward you could braid each others hair and talk about the boys you like." Esme replied. Sometimes I really disliked that I got my smart mouth for my mom, it meant she could give it out almost as good as I could.

"Edward likes boys? I mean I kinda guessed that Patricia was really Patrick the forty year old pedophile who likes teenage boys, but I never knew Edtard swung that way." Jasper replied earning a huge belly laugh from my mom. Okay so maybe the smartass gene runs on Esme's side of the family. Well let's see if Jasper can take a few taunts as well as he can dish them out.

"At least I didn't let my cell mate ink my arms up. Tell me Jastard, did Bubba give you those before or after he made you his prison bitch?" I asked earning another big laugh from my mom.

"Boys settle down. Just pickup whatever you need. Edward put it all on the card and we'll get the rest sorted out later" Esme replied as she learned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek before repeating the same thing to Jasper.

"Come on Cuz, let's roll." Jasper replied as he grabbed my keys and took off out the door.

"Jasper you are not driving my car you monkey fucker" I exclaimed as I ran after him.

After finally getting my keys back from Jasper, which was no small feat I might add. In the end I had to essentially bitch slap him with my blue light saber in order to reclaim control of my keys and my car, but the universe was safe again.

I drove to the pier with Jasper messing with my radio and iPod the whole trip.

"Don't you have anything on here except whiny emo bands or punk bands?" Jasper whined.

"Shut up, it's my car so it's my music. When you finally save up and buy your own car then you can listen to all the country music you like. I mean really how many times can you hear some redneck singing about his hunting dog, his truck, or his tractor before you start losing brain cells?" I challenged Jasper.

"I don't like country western music you fucking snob. I like blues, and not that shit they pass off as R&B, that's just poppy rap. I am talking like soulful blues of B.B. King and Muddy Waters."

"Okay Elwood, but I doubt you could consider clothes shopping a mission from God." I said and heard Jasper laugh. I swear that was the first time he had laughed since… well in awhile.

"I'm just glad we don't have any penguins with rulers smacking our hands." Jasper replied with another chuckle.

"Yeah but if you keep fucking with my radio, I'll make the penguins punishment seem like fun compared to the pain I will inflict upon you." I said dryly and noticed that shut him up and he stopped messing with my radio.

I finally got to the pier and found a decent parking spot, we only had to walk a mile, maybe a mile in a half to get to the shopping center. I loved shopping, I loved it with the passion of a hundred arrows impaling my body from all directions. I'd rather be anywhere else, but I knew Jasper wouldn't let Esme go and I did need a few things. Plus we needed to get that boy a phone, he seemed amazed by my iPhone and I mean it was one of the older models. Maybe I would be a good Samaritan and give him mine and just buy myself a new one. That would be a good deed right?

I was snapped out of my inner debate when I heard someone yelling for Jasper and I and turned to see Bella and I think Alice, or it could be some Army reject, I wasn't really sure at that point.

"Hey isn't that your cute neighbor girl?" Jasper asked.

"Yeah and I think that is her friend and life mate Alice." I replied.

"Let's go say hi and see if they want to go shopping with us." Jasper suggested.

"Are you fucking crazy? I mean really, did you sleep in a meth lab or something? You never ever, ever, ever go shopping with girls. You end up carrying their bags and standing around awkwardly wondering why they can't just pick up what they need and get the hell out of there. But no shopping isn't something you do, it's something you experience. Like a drug addiction or seeing combat during war time, once you have lived the horror you come out the other side a changed man." I said as I noticed the girls were rapidly approaching us.

"Did your boyfriend Patrick tell you that so that you would stay away from girls and still be pure and innocent for him? Jesus, you are mental, Edward, shopping with girls is fun. They can give you tips on what looks good on you and sometimes they even let you see what they are trying on. You can't tell me you wouldn't mind if Bella and Alice put on a little show… say bikini shopping and modeled the suits for us would you?" Jasper asked as we flagged the girls over.

"Well, I guess that wouldn't be so bad, I mean the modeling part anyways. But I am no ones pack mule Jasper, they can carry their own fucking bags" I replied.

"Edward, I thought Esme raised you to be a gentleman" Jasper raised his eyebrows at me.

"Is that a roundabout way of you saying you're going to tell my Mom on me?" I inquired of my dear cousin who I was starting to like less and less as our conversation went on.

"Yes it is" Jasper said with a smirk.

"You evil bastard" was all I could think to reply before the girls were in front of us.

"So what are you two lovely ladies up to this afternoon?" Jasper asked while eyeing them both up and down. God, was he flirting with them?

"Oh you know, just doing a little shopping and then grabbing some lunch, what are you boys up to?" Bella asked while looking a little more at Jasper then at me, okay, if I'm being honest it was more than a little.

"The same." I replied.

"Oh Jasper, I didn't notice you had tattoo's. What do they mean?" Alice asked after she noticed the ink on Jasper's forearms.

"This one is for Intelligence, this one is Courage, this one is Strength, and the last one is Love" Jasper explained while pointing to each tattoo.

"His husband got them for him as a wedding present" I added which got a laugh from both the girls put almost earned me a shoulder punch from Jasper, it was worth it though.

"So would you ladies mind joining us? Maybe you can help me convince Edward this online girlfriend Patricia is really Patrick the Pedophile, and when he finally does agree to meet him instead of bring her flowers and candy he should bring lube and duct tape." Jasper joked earning another round of giggles from the girls, especially Bella.

"Sound good to me, what do you think Alice?" Bella asked.

"I am sure we could escort these guys around, maybe even help them pick out something besides wife beaters and thermal shirts." Alice replied after appraising our current appeal.

I leaned in close to Jasper and warned him "If I end up with some sort of post traumatic stress disorder from this shit so you can get your flirt on, I will find a Bubba to make you his bitch for real Cuz."