A/n I've been re-reading my old story, Caller Ideed, as well as the reviews and I've decided I want to re-write it. I hope this time it's a little better, I'm going to take my time on it and hopefully build up the characters for you all. Please tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or the characters in any way, sadly, just this cooky idea.

I'm a 21 year old female, sitting at home, alone, with nothing to do. I swear my life can't get any more pathetic, no scratch that, I swear I can't get any more pathetic. Maybe I can get dressed and go to a bar, maybe flirt with a few hot guys out on the town. But alone Bella, that's not very smart. Plus you flirt, yeah right, not even in your dreams.

Sighing, I pick my IPhone up and start scrolling through the contacts. Out of this whole town I have only two real friends, Rosalie Hale and Alice Brandon. I know for a fact texting them will be a waste of time, they always have something to do. Can you really blame them, what with their beautiful bodies and flirty attitude?

Hey Ali, please tell me for once in your life you have nothing to do.

-B

I cross my fingers, hoping her response will be along the lines of 'I'd love to save you from your continuous boredom, be over in a few.'

I'm rlly srry B, I'm out wth smone right now.

-Pixie

"Son of a crack whore I knew it!" Guess it's up to Rose, ever sense she started seeing her new boy toy, Emmett, about three weeks ago she's been too busy doing god knows what.

Hey Rose, you are my last hope. Do you feel like partying tonight, I'll even let you dress me if you say yes!

-B

I was pulling out the big guns, Rose's idea of "dressing up" was basically a cloth wrapped around my body just big enough to cover up all the important parts, as long as you sure not to bend over.

Aw B that sounds so grt but sadly I'm with Em. Txt Angie though, I think she's free!

-Rose

Ah poop, I'm now being referred to my friend's friends, this is an all time low. I shouldn't complain, Angela is a sweet girl. I met her through Rosalie, Rose hired Angela as a cashier at her auto shop. The only downfall Angela had is she's just too damn nice! Whenever I talk to her I feel like I have to sensor myself.

Hey Angela it's Bella, are you busy?

-B

Oh hi Bella! I'm actually out with a boy I met at the library, do you need something?

-Angela

Great even Saint Mary has a date tonight, this is turning out to be the worst day ever.

No, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out. Never mind though, have fun!

-B

I toss my phone across the couch and pout, yes pout. Like the five year old girl I am, I'm dateless, friendless, and bored. My phone vibrates from the cushion next to me, mumbling about friend's betrayal I pick it up.

I'm really sorry, I wish I can hang out with you. I think Jessica is alone tonight though, maybe you could ask her?

-Angela

That is where I draw the line, I met Jessica at this college party Alice dragged me to last year. She is this slutty-big boob-plastic-want to be blond. She drinks way too much, and screws with anything with a dick. At the time I thought she was nice enough, excluding all her nasty flaws. I later found out how wrong I was. She called me up pleading for me to accompany her to a frat party.

Being the nice girl I am I said yes, the next morning I woke up in someone's bathtub with my underwear and tank top the only thing I was wearing and my jeans nowhere to be found. That was the first and last time I had a hangover. It took me five minutes but I found my purse with everything still in it, thank god, and drove home.

Jessica called to see where I was and if I was okay, I polity told her I was fine and that I never wanted to party with her again. What really got me was I later found out she laced my drink with some sort of drug. "To help you relax," she said when I confronted her about it.

I'd rather be sitting at home bored then out at some party drugged off my butt with a chance of being raped.

Accepting my lonely feat for the night, I decide to watch the game I had recorded of Jacob yesterday. If I was going to be a lazy piece of poop I may as well use my time to help better Jacob's football career.

EPOV

"Fuck Edward your mouth is amazing!" I smile to myself nibbling on her ear, woman are easy to please. I slowly kiss my way down her neck tugging on her curly blonde hair. Wincing I pull back, the taste of her perfume coats my tongue.

I fucking hate when woman put perfume on their neck, just what I want your shitty fruit chemical all over my tongue.

I rip her flimsy dress down the front in anger. Her moan resonates throughout my apartment. I feel my cock swell, gripping her lacy covered breasts I shove her against the wall. Our lips crash together, teeth and tongue fighting for dominance.

"What the hell are you doing Jake, get your butt over there!"

"Fuck! You bit my lip!" I roar and jump back dabbing at the torn and bloody skin.

"Oh. My. God. I'm so sorry Eddie!" Her bottom lip juts out in a full on pout. Are you fucking kidding me? Is this chick really pouting?

Rolling my eyes I grip her waist and throw her on the couch behind us, climbing on top of her. My cock stands to full attention as I feel her soft curvy body against mine. I groan noisily as her hands start to wander over my chest, pulling my shirt over my head.

Our lips meet again, I bite the soft flesh, a little harder than necessary. She whimpers but doesn't protest. My hips thrust into her hands as they meet my cock, she softly teases it through my jeans.

"Jacob Black, if you let Tyler Crowley get one more touchdown, your toosh is mine!"

I yelp and jerk back as the blonde's hands squeeze my cock too hard.

"What the fuck are you trying to do, rip it off!?"

Her face looks up at me in surprise as I stand above her. I'm starting to think this girl isn't worth the sex. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration and back away from the couch.

"I think you should leave." I say, looking directly at her so there is no confusion.

"Don't be like that, it was an accident, your bitch of a neighbor is too loud and scared me." When I say nothing she lays back and pushes her chest up, I feel my dick twitch at the site of her breasts about to pop out of her lacy bra. With a growl I crawl back on top of her ripping her dress the rest of the way down. Running my fingers down her smooth stomach and make my way down her panties, massaging her through her panties.

She cries out and grips my bare bicep, I feel her knee against my throbbing cock growling I take her lips in my mouth once more.

"Oh you have to be….that's it I'm calling you, you worthless jar of jelly!"

"Fucking shit, balls, dick…." I roll of off the blond onto the floor and cup myself, the lovely friction from her knee turns into a hit to my most prized limb. In other words the fucking bitch just kneed me in the dick and balls.

"Oh shit!" She whispers knelling next to me, she attempts to rub my chest in an apology but I'm having none of it. She may be hot but she isn't worth crushing my dick over.

"I want you to leave." I grit out, slowly standing, still clutching my groan. I wobble towards my front door determined to give my neighbor a piece of my mind. I swear this bitch was against me, she wanted to make sure I wouldn't get any and I was fucking sick of it.

A/n I'm adding a few things to the story and taking out a few others. I really hope you guys like this version better than the last. Please shoot me a review and tell me your thoughts