A/N: Well, here's my first fanfiction! I've tried writing others, but on my old one, I wrote it out and couldn't be bothered typing it. Now I'm doing this one solely on my computer, and I really like it. I'm having fun writing it, so I should get pretty far with it. Hopefully. Please review with your comments/suggestions/CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, please :)

Text in Bold is for thoughts aimed at Edward, but are not the only things thought, although he can still hear the other thoughts.

Disclaimer – I don't own Twilight or any of the characters. Stephenie Meyer does!

Edward's POV

Heh, look at Jasper run up the stairs. Edward's going to be so mad when he finds out that Jazz broke his piano! Emmett thought, laughing to himself.

He did what?!

Okay, Jasper is so going down! I thought immediately. He broke my piano! Oh, he should run! I ran up the stairs, and turned left towards Jasper's room. I stormed in.

"Jasper!"

Fuck, I heard him think.

He stood there, radiating fear, and looked left and right, trying to decided where to go. I lunged, and he was too late to move. We crashed into the wall, but something stopped us from going straight through. That was when it went black.

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Ugh... I thought, slowly opening my eyes. I had the biggest headache ever, and I didn't know it was possible for vampires to even have headaches. Had I been unconscious or something? What had happened?

I groaned as I remembered that Jasper had trashed my piano. I didn't know what he had done to it yet, but trust me, even a scratch would have ended up like this.

"Are you okay?" Alice asked my in a worried voice.

"I'm fine..." I mumbled trying to sit up. She continued to look anxious. "Are you sure that you should sit up?"

"Well, what harm can it do?" I replied. Then a sudden thought came to my head. Why was she with me, and not finding Jazz? Wasn't she angry that I had tackled him, and probably KO'ed him as well? I winced as I thought of that. I'd have a lot of apologizing to do later. Well, so would he. He couldn't get away with breaking the piano. "Alice, will you buy a new piano?"

Alice's eyes widened as she realised what must have happened. "Of course! Yes, I will. Well, that's nice of you, replacing it," she said to me.

What the hell? It was nice of me to ask her to get me a new piano? What was wrong with her? Something was seriously not right here. I tried reading her thought, but I was still too out of it to use them. "Where's Jasper?"

Now it was Alice's turn to look at me like I was insane.

"Carlisle? Did you hear that?"

I looked over, seeing Carlisle come into the room. He nodded. Then he walked over and looked at me.

"Jasper? Can you tell me happened?"

I tried to see where Jasper was, but I couldn't. I could barely move my neck He obviously wasn't replying, so I replied for him.

"We got into a fight. Over the piano thing." I replied, still trying to see him.

Carlisle sighed. "You fight over the silliest things. And now you're probably the first vampires to ever have been unconscious. Well, I'm glad to see you're doing better, anyway. That was quite a bang you took there; Edward's already up and running."

I didn't see Jasper anywhere, why was Carlisle talking to him? Although Jasper could probably hear him already, anyway. But still, he could have been just as fast going to him to talk to him. The only weird thing was that he was was looking at me when he said that. I closed my eyes, unable to make sense of anything. Carlisle left the room, and Alice kneeled beside me. I hadn't realised that I was on the sofa. Then she grabbed my hand, and my eyes flew open.

"Alice, what-?"

"I just want you to feel better, Jazz." She smiled kindly, before kissing my forehead. What the hell? She kissed me? True, it could have been in a sister, brother w- Wait a second! She called me Jasper?! I'm not Jasper! What the hell?

Jasper's POV

I plunged my head into the sink again, submerging my head into the icy cold water. My head was still throbbing, and not just from the crash. Something really creepy is going on. When I woke up, Alice called me Edward. This is seriously weird. I still don't know what's going on. The thing that freaked me out the most though, was that I was ginger. Well, not really ginger. But copper. My hair was copper! This is totally weird. I don't think that anyone died my hair, either. So that only leaves one option.

And I didn't want to think about it.

Suddenly, my phone range, and I quickly pulled my head out of the water so that I could answer it. "Hello?" This wasn't even my voice.

"Hi!" Came Bella's voice from the other end. "When are you picking me up?"

"Uhh... I'm... not?" I replied, but it sounded more like a question. I smiled at Alice as she came in, before turning my attention back to the phone.

"Oh!" She replied. "I didn't know that Alice was picking me up! Thanks, Edward! Charlie's been dying to see her!"

Alice looked at me strangely.

"Uh, yeah, she is. Gotta go, bye!" I replied quickly hanging up. This whole calling me Edward thing was weird.

"Please?" I asked Alice.

"Okay, then. But just one question; why?" She asked me, curiously, almost as if she knew that something was up.

"I, uh, still heave a headache. Don't really want to drive like that." I replied, turning away.

"Oh. Okay then!" she replied, bounding out of the room. It was a good thing she liked Bella.
Oh no.
Bella.

I raced into the front room. I stopped in my tracks as I saw the person laying on the sofa.

He was blonde with coal-black eyes.

He was me.

At this point, I was just glad that I couldn't faint. I was pretty sure that the person of the sofa felt the same.

"Come on," I said, trying to haul him up.

"Stop right there." Came a stern voice. I inwardly groaned as I saw Carlisle coming. "You are leaving him alone, Edward. You already punished him enough, you can at least let him rest, now."

"I'm fine. He's not punishing me." Came another voice. My voice. I turned to look at my clone again. This was seriously freaky.

Carlisle raised an eyebrow at us.

"Bella is coming soon. He needs to hunt." I replied. I just couldn't say my name if I was referring to someone else.

The clone nodded and got up on his own, as if showing Carlisle that he was fine. Said person sighed and nodded.

"I supposed you should, then. But don't get into trouble," he said, hesitantly walking out.

And he was saying this to the two most mature in the house, other than him and Esme. I shook my head as I walked outside, clone in tow. This was still totally unbelievable. We walked for some time before one of us began to talk.

"Uhh... if I'm right, then answer me properly, if I'm not right, than just ignore me, okay?" He asked.

I nodded. Was he going to talk about the fact that he was me, and I was him, but in a really weird way?

"Yes, that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about." He replied. Well, that cleared that up a bit. At least I wasn't the only insane one. I realised that he could still read my mind. But he was me, wasn't he? I couldn't do that...

"I think our powers are part of our minds..." he said to me. "We bring over our personality traits when we are reborn, so it's a part of our minds, not out bodies, I think."

This was really confusing. And what were we going to do if everyone thought that we were the other? And we'd have to get used to answering to each others' name. But how the hell did it happen? Why am I Edward?

"I suspect it had something to do with that, uh... collision we had with each other." He replied, laughing nervously.

When you attacked me, you mean? I thought back to him, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah. Sorry about that... But it was because you – yeah, how did you break my piano?" He asked. Now it was my turn to laugh nervously.

Emmett is so dead. It was his fault!

Umm... Emmett was chasing me, trying to get me to arm wrestle with him. I kinda jumped on the piano so that he couldn't reach... and it fell in. I replied quickly sending waves of calmness towards him.

"Damn! I hate it when you mess with my emotions, Jazz!" He replied, but I kept his anger down.

You've already punished me for it, remember? And you even turned me into you. That's even worse.

"Oi!" He replied, playfully pushing me.

Let's just get hunting for when Bella comes. I thought to him. His eyes were as black as night – I hadn't fed for a while anyway, and my being unconscious probably made it worse. Ahh, that's probably why he woke up later than me. It's a good job that he was already fuelled up.

Edward just rolled his eyes – my eyes – and then suddenly stopped. I knew that feeling. He was getting ready to let his instincts take over and hunt. I copied him, and we aimed for a small family of deer. The rest of them fled while we drained the animals. I was full already, but I didn't want Edward to risk biting Bella. Then I rolled my eyes. There would go another point for me, since he was in my body. It would be my fault, again.

I think you should have more.

Edward rolled his eyes some more, before replying, "I know what you're thinking, Jazz. And of course I'm having more."

Of course. Edward could never be too careful, and he wouldn't take any unnecessary risks. Carlisle would say that it was smart.

I would say that it was paranoid.

"Hey!" Edward growled at me, but I ignored him. I stood there, watching him hunt on the the family of deer that got away, and he quickly sunk his teeth in. Then I frowned. Did I really seem that vicious when I hunted?

"Yeah, you do." Edward replied, hearing my thoughts again. I ignored that comment as we began to walk back to the house. I tried to stop my dread from radiating out to Edward, and he instantly realised how I felt. I would have to deal with Bella for possibly 24 hours. With all of her humanness and unsteady emotions. Edward didn't comment, and I guessed that he was now trying to block out my thoughts.

Sorry.

"Just be careful." He replied. I could feel the worry coming from him as he said this.

Of course I will, I replied. We do have Alice. She will warn us. But I'll be on my best behaviour, I promise. I thought at him letting out a laugh. We finally reached the house, and we walked inside.

Edward's POV

I really was worried about Jasper. I didn't want Bella to come to any harm. I trusted him, but I knew how he was. He was the most likely to slip up out of any of us, and HE was the one that was me, if it made any sense. But he was right; Alice would be able to tell if anything was going to happen. And she wasn't rushing out to us, so it was okay. I sighed. I'd have to act like Jasper now. I didn't know how long this would last for now, but we'd just have to deal with it. I don't think we've come across anything stranger. Not even from one of Emmett's pranks.

We were nearing the house now, and I walked forwards. I walked through the door, leaving it open for Jazz, before I was attacked.

Well, hugged by Esme. But by the force of it, it might as well have been the same thing. I mean honestly, her hugs had more force behind them than Emmett's arm wrestles did.

"You're awake! I was so worried! Oh, you've hunted! That's brilliant, dear!" She said, giving me an extra squeeze before letting go.

"Thanks." I replied, walking in. Bella was already sitting down.

"Hi, Bella." I said, smiling at her. I walked towards her.

"Hi, Jasper!" she replied, cheerfully. Damn. I forgot that I was still him. I quickly changed where I was going, and headed towards the kitchen, but so that no one noticed where I was going. This would be real hard. I stayed facing the others, so that I could see what Jasper was up to.

Well, comments and reviews are appreciated! I'd love to hear your opinions, thoughts and suggestions for it. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it!