Why do I get sucked into these things? How the hell does this happen? Oh, wait. I know exactly how. My monster truck of a brother believes that it's a senior's duty- and of course his four year old brain in his eighteen year old body laughed at that- to go to the last school party.

I've never been to one of these high school parties and I've been so proud of myself for it. However, being stuck between a rock and a hard place- being my brother dragging me there or my brother forever calling me a virgin pussy- I must suck it up and go.

Is there a dress code for these types of get togethers?

- Get togethers? Who cares? You'll look like a fucking idiot anyways.

Oh yeah… Well sweatpants it is then.

- Mhm. Sweatpants and glasses. Sooomeone's getting laaaid!

Atleast my hair will look like it. After years of many dollars spent of tons of hair gel without any gratifying results I completely gave up on my hair being tamed. I guess it's just the lion in me coming out. Rawr, baby.

- Do that again, I'll slap you.

Christ, if I do it again I'll slap myself.

"Come on, Eddie! Let's go!" Emmet's voice boomed from out in the car. I took one last glace in the mirror and ran off to the car. Too late to run and hide in a hole now.

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The house was practically vibrating with all the people and music by the time we got there.

"Alrighty, bro. Your first big boy party. You ready?" Emmet had that stupid, huge goofy grin plastered on his face.

"No," I said crossing my arms over my chest and looking away. Yes I'm pouting, don't judge me.

- Oh, I'm judging.

Emmet just patted my shoulder and went to find Rose. I think I've been abandoned.

- I know you've been abandoned. I'd abandon you to… Scrub.

No one asked you.. Oh sweet Jesus I'm arguing with myself.

It's just nerves. Yeah! Nerves make people insane all the time!

Looking around I noticed I've been standing by myself for atleast five minutes. I was starting o get weird looks.

- You get weird looks anyways. Time to go in there and set your swag.

..I don't have swag

-Oh, don't I know it.

Slowly I made my way to the front door that had been left open for all that come. Mike had transformed his house into some sweaty-club looking thing.

I immediately went in search of a drink to put in my idle hands. After getting knocked back and forth many a time in the sea of people I found the kitchen. I scurried past a group of very hot, and very uncovered girls to my selection of drinks.

Hmm, let's see. Beer, beer, beer, tequila, beer, Smirnoff, beer and beer.

Where's the soda? I like soda… Am I the only fucking person here who likes soda? Ugh, I guess I can try a Smirnoff. That's not too bad, right?

- It is when you have the alcohol tolerance of a fucking squirrel.

I trudged back out into the main room but stopped short when I saw Bella Swan on the couch. Well fuck me sideways, she looks absolutely beautiful as always.

- Fuck you sideways? Wouldn't that hurt?

No, no, no. It's a figure of speech.

- But why sideways? Wouldn't that just be weird? And just who is saying these things?

I'm not even answering that. Back to Bella. She looks so sad and alone.

-This is your chance, Cullen! Go dazzle her!

I don't know how to do that. Why would she even want to look at someone like me anyways?

- Just go ask her to dance. Do you see these people? It's like having sex with your clothes on.

Right. Cautiously I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder. A smile started to grow rapidly on her face when she looked up and noticed it was me. That smile made my heart immediately do that flippy thing. "Care to dance?" I held my other hand out for her to grab. Yeah, that's right. I can be smooth.. Once in a while.

"Yes," she said in her bell-like voice. She stood slowly and I led her to where everyone was grooving.

- Your unsmooth again, just for saying grooving..

We had only been dancing for a song or two when Eddie Jr. felt the need to become better acquainted with the goddess currently grinding on him. Oh, shit. She's grinding She probably feels it. Why the fuck did I wear sweatpants?

I tried to pull away slightly, but she moved with me. Yup, there he is. She feels it alright. And boy can I feel her.

Suddenly she was pulling me up the stairs and into a bedroom. Oh, God!

- Just breath. We got this. And so help me if you chockablock me again..

Right! I got this. I'm going to rock her world. Thank God for Emmet always leaving his porn on.. And Wikapedia.

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I haven't decided yet if I'm putting in the lemon scene or not. But it would be extremely helpful if I had feedback that told me what I should doJ

Thanks for reading