Yet another idea I can't seem to get out of my head. Enjoy.

"Oh God, I've nearly got it."

"Ugh... wow this is hard."

"Does yours stay?"

"It keeps falling out! Why won't it stay?"

"Oh... oh.... oh guys! I have it!"

"No... wait... let me push a bit harder..."

"Why does this thing have to be so damned big!"

"Oh! You swore!"

"Damned isn't a swear word! Oh look what you made me do, I had it."

"Yeah, well mine fits perfectly."

The door opened, and the three of us looked up quickly, covering our top halves up.

Edward looked upon us with his mouth wide open, not moving, and staring at Rose, Alice and I sitting topless on Alice's bed.

Edward's mouth seemed to drool as he stumbled on his words, "why... what... in the name of God and all that's holy are you doing with pencil cases stuck between your –"

His voice broke on the last word and he couldn't continue the sentence.

"Boobs, Edward?" Rosalie asked, as tenacious as ever.

"Yes," he squeaked, not moving from his stiff stance. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he suddenly widened his eyes and flew from the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Wow, Bella, your bright red." Alice commented. I grew self conscious that a boy had just seen me topless with a pencil case between my boobs, and reddened even further. I should have known this would happen.

"Shut up, Alice." I muttered as I reached for my bra.

"Yeah, well. Now you can tell Tyler you got to second base with Edward!" Alice screamed, and Rose burst out laughing. I clamped my hand over Alice's mouth before Edward heard.

"Yeah, without the groping," Rose added between laughs.

"If you hadn't suggested we tested whose breasts were the biggest, this would have never happened," I concluded, in my usual smart mouth voice.

"Boobs, boobkies, jublees, knockers, puppies, hooters, honkers, mounds, melons, or tits, but NEVER call them breasts Bella - that's just awful." Alice said in one breath.

"Where did you learn all those... terms for... you know?"

"Don't tell me you've never heard of them, Bella."

I shook my head.

"Wow. We are in high school, you know. You should know these things."

"Why would I want to know that? Those are just vile, boy-made words that discriminate femininity."

"That sounds exactly like something your dad programmed into that head of yours," Rosalie said, grabbing my hair playfully and then bending down to pick up her bra too, which made me remember that I needed to put on the bra currently in my hands.

"Well, at least we proved my boobs were the biggest," Alice sighed happily.

"Na ah," Rosalie disagreed as she shook her head, "look at these." She cupped her boobs in her hands and lifted them so they looked even bigger than before. "Look, they hardly fit in my hands!"

"Oh come on!" Alice huffed and put her hands over Rosalie's, pulling them down a bit.

"Yeah, well my pencil case fit in between them and didn't fall out when I had no hands on it, and yours didn't!"

"Your pencil case was smaller than mine!" Alice retorted.

I reached down to pick up my shirt and hoodie as Alice and Rosalie continued arguing about something I really didn't care about. I would find a nice boy when I finished university, Charlie had said. Boys only complicated things, and I really wanted to finish this year at the top of my class. So there was no way, I would ever get a boyfriend right now.

Well, there was only one exception. Edward Cullen.

My crush for three years now, Edward was 107 days older than me, had a GPA of 3.8, resided at number 78 Forks Sth Road, and had one sister – Alice – and two parents – Esme and Carlisle.

But more importantly, he had the most gorgeous colour hair - a reddish brown derived from his mother, expressive green eyes, an intelligent mind, and the most gorgeous face in the world.

"Bella," Alice sniggered, and I turned to look at her.

"You looked like you were off in la-la land! Bella and Edward, sitting up a tree, K-"

I ran to her in time to shut her up.

"I-S-S-I-N-G," sang the muffled voice of Alice.

"Alice, you said if I told you who my crush was you wouldn't make fun of me!" I whined.

"Yeah, well, never trust me!" Alice sang out in a high voice. She grabbed my arm and twisted enough so she would get free, but not enough to hurt me. She knew not to get on the bad side of a cop's daughter.

"Well, how would you feel if I sung like that about you and Jasper?"

Alice stiffened, but quickly relaxed.

"Well, Jasper and I will get married when we turn eighteen and then go to college and then have lots of babies." Alice pronounced, content with the direction her life was going.

"But he doesn't know about this grand plan yet, does he?" I teased.

"No."

"Should I go enlighten him?" I headed towards the door as I pulled my hoodie in to place.

"No!" Alice shouted passionately.

Rosalie sniggered quietly, but I heard her.

"What about you, Rose? Should I tell Emmett on the way home that you're in love with him?"

Rose grew angry and stood up, still topless, which distracted me for a second before she started at me – a different approach to what Alice had taken.

"Don't you dare tell your brother one thing about me! I may have a small crush on him but I love my Royce and he takes good care of me. He's a better boyfriend than Emmett ever could be! If you tell anyone anything about this I will personally hunt you down and kill you!"

A knock came on the door and not a second later it opened, Emmett bursting in and declaring we needed to go home to Charlie. Then he realised what he was seeing.

"Oh my fucking gosh. This is the best fucking dream I have ever had..."

Emmett had taken to a new phase in his life; swearing incessantly.

Rosalie turned even angrier than she had been towards me, and turned to him. Emmett unfortunately mistook the situation and thought Rosalie was irritated with me.

"Whoa, ladies, no need to fight here. Don't worry, Emmett will sort all your issues out." He smoothly enunciated. He grabbed Rosalie's arm that was still pointing at me from her lecture earlier on, and brought it by her side. Rose quickly became aware of her naked state and squashed her arm across her chest.

Emmett's smile became a frown as his eyes flickered to Rose's now covered chest and he let go of her arm.

"Like I said, Bells, we need to go, so pack your... stuff and let's go home." He looked quickly around the room and left, the door closing softly behind him.

"Let's hope Jasper doesn't come running in here now." Alice whispered.

This time it was my turn to laugh as Rosalie turned bright red... everywhere.

All the synonyms for the word "breast" *snickers* came from Urban Dictionary. Man, I love that thing.

The idea for squashing pencil cases between your boobs to see if they hold the case up is from "Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging", or the movie equivalent, from the Georgia Nicolson books. Hilariosity is a word used in them, along with fabiosity, so you can obviously see why I love them :D

Can you please tell me your thoughts? That's all I want, some typed words, although I do accept cash, any currency :)