Okay, so here's my first chapter in my first story. It's got rich, sarcastic, dickward who is my favorite ever, and nervous, easily persuaded, hoping to fit in Bella who is fun to write. I also can't wait to develope Alice in this story because I think it's a neat twist on her that I've not seen written before. PLEASE let me know if you love it, like it, dislike it, or hate it. I'd love your input!

EPOV

The stupid signs had been posted around town for a week now. Who the fuck cared? No one had ever raised enough money for any charity to ever make a difference. Jesus. They always asked for more. Always wanted more of the money they couldn't earn. They could probably save themselves a ton of fucking money and not have signs printed and posted on every god damned telephone pole in this town. Port Angeles Humane Society Dog wash. A dog wash. What a ridiculous idea. Who took their dogs to be bathed by amature groomers in a parking lot?

I was slumped in the passenger seat of Jasper's recently purchased MGB while I contemplated the Port Angeles dog wash signs. It stank. Smelled like piss. The shelter and the car. I'd already mentioned this to him more than once. Now we were driving it from Forks out to Port Angeles to get it detailed. Detailing was not going to help this shit. What it needed was to be burned. Torched. I was going to smell like this for days.

Maybe I could get those hippy dog wash girls to give me a bath. I lifted my head from my hand and looked over at Jasper. That smug bastard. He thought everyone was staring at him in his new shit car. He had his elbow cocked out the window and his hair was whipping around in the whirlwind the slashed convertible top was letting in. The stereo wasn't even working, but he was bobbing his head.

"You're fucking stupid, dude. I can't believe you think this shitass car is going to get you laid," I was hot and sweaty and irritable and I didn't even have time to grab a bong hit before he'd hustled me out of the house like a girl on her way to prom.

"There's more to life than getting laid," he said as he lifted his fingers and palmed the wheel to the right into the parking lot of his 'car guy' Earnesto's establishment.

"Not much more. It's up there with breathing and drinking. Both of which I am currently unable to do, by the way. Did I mention your recent acquisition smells like a fucking hobo?"

He punched my arm and put on the parking brake. "You've mentioned it." He climbed out of the car and I hurled myself at the door to try and open it. "Your fucking piece of shit car door is stuck closed."

Jasper sighed and came around to the passenger side, leaning in the window. "How about you just make sure no one steals my sweet ride and I'll buy you a bottle of Rumple Minz so you can use it to get into someone's pants at Em's bash this evening."

Free liquor for sitting in a shitty car? I'll take it. I didn't even nod at him, just turned to face forward and leaned back. There was no headrest. "Oh, Jesus."

Jasper was already walking inside. Christ. What a shitty day. I lifted my hips and grabbed my cigarette box from my pocket. Placing one between my lips, I turned away from the wind tunnel to light it and saw the ASPCA hippies out in the parking lot across the street. Chicks in bathing suits. I stared for a moment and then flicked my thumb against the lighter. To be honest, I was a little terrified that the whole car would go up in flames. I could really smell gas. So far so good, though. I stashed the lighter back in my pocket and squished my long legs up, crawling across the small car. "Oh, what the fuck. This is a fucking clown car!" My cigarette was bouncing with my words, and just as I pushed the driver's side door open and freed my left leg, my body was jerked back by my wallet chain getting stuck on the gearshift. My cigarette dropped out of my lips and I frantically grabbed for it, burning my right hand before sticking it back in my mouth as if nothing had happened. The cherry was gone somewhere in Jasper's car and I quickly reached back to unhook myself in case the whole fucking rig blew up.

If this wasn't the least graceful shit I've ever pulled in my fucking life. I looked up quickly and noted that a few of the hippies were staring. Oh Jesus. Fuck me. I gave a little wave and slammed the car door, stalking inside Earnesto's. I pushed my Ray Ban's up on top of my head and let my eyes adjust to the darkness of his shop. Jasper was off in the corner trailing his fingers along a Mustang like it was some girl he was trying to bed. He was talking to the owner, but I couldn't hear him over the sound of revving engines. Jasper could have any fucking car he wanted. His parents, my parents, all my friends' parents were all part of the old money in Forks. I don't know why he chose to rehab junkers. He was the strangest fucker.

I flipped down my sunglasses again and walked outside, relighting my cigarette and leaning against the building. I was blatantly staring at the girls across the street now. They'd gone back to their business of waving poster board signs and soaping up Golden Retrievers. Who wastes a summer day getting covered in wet dog hair? I decided to get a closer look. God only knows how long Jasper would be in there. I tossed my cigarette to the ground and stepped on it once as I started out towards the parking lot of the Barnes & Noble. Scoping chicks in bikinis was better than waiting alone against a building.

I waited on the sidewalk for traffic. One of the two girls holding a poster board was watching me out of the corner of her eye. Of fucking course she was. And since I'm such a smug bastard, I raised my sunglasses and stared at her with a bit of a sly grin. She quickly averted her eyes and pretended not to stare. I ambled across two lanes of traffic and stood in the median with my legs slightly parted and my hands in my pockets, waiting for the light to turn red so I could cross the last two lanes. From here, I could see that the girls weren't even close to being hippies. Oh, where was Emmett. He would kill to see this shit. I pulled my iPhone out of my pocket and dialed that bitch.

"ALLo," he answered with a grunt on the third ring.

"Emmett, you need to be here right now."

"Well, Edward, I know your feelings for me are strong but I'm a bit fucking preoccupied right now." That bastard. I'd bet Jasper's piece that that fucker was getting head when he answered the phone.

"Drop the ditz, Em. I've got a hot lead on some bitches with dogs."

He was quiet for a beat and inhaled sharply. "Would you say... would you say they're in heat?"

I looked back over at the group of girls and laughed. They looked to be about our age. Some of them maybe a bit older. Definitely not Forks Academy girls. I could have told you that before I saw them, though. Forks girls didn't go around washing other people's dogs. Or their own for that matter. "I'd say they're at least fun to look at. Probably wouldn't stick my dick in any of them because I'm a snobby prick, but you are less discriminating than I am. You fucked Jessica Stanley."

"You always bring that shit up. She took advantage of me while I was passed out."

"Passed out with a hard cock? Moaning her name while she rode you on the kitchen - Hello?" Little bitch hung up on me. He never could take the heat. Guess it's just me, then. I weaved between the two lanes of stopped traffic and approached the pale chick in the black bikini with a smile.

BPOV

So, a dog wash was a bit lame, but animal-fanatic, new-BFF Alice really thought it was a great idea. And seeing as I didn't know anyone in this tiny town yet, I figured it would be a great way to meet some of my new Forks Academy classmates. Unfortunately, Alice wasn't friends with any Forks Academy people. She is the only person, other than me, from Forks Academy at this humane society sponsored event. The rest of them were from the public high school, where it didn't matter if you were seen washing someone else's dog. She didn't seem to care that none of the other kids from Forks A would be seen doing any sort of ACTUAL charity work. They just attended charity events where all the food was paid for and they could one-up each other with their designer clothing. Alice was different. And now if anyone saw us here together, I would be different, too.

Of course it was my luck that I got stuck as a sign holder. Having to stand out on the sidewalk and wave at every passing car was absolutely sealing my fate as Alice's crazy new friend from Phoenix. At least I might get a tan before school on Monday. If I was really lucky, I'd be hit by a car. Traffic was stopped at a red light in front of us, and in an effort to avoid eye contact with everyone who I was sure was staring at us, I looked across the street in time to see a tall boy scrambling out of a small car. It was difficult to say what he looked like from across the street, but the sun was glinting off of his coppery hair. It was a color people paid a ton of money to imitate. Was it my imagination or was he staring back at me. I looked behind me and most people were still scrubbing ill-behaved dogs. I looked back and the boy gave a little wave. I glanced away quickly, my heart beating.

"Ugh. Do you want something to drink? It's, like, ridiculously hot." The girl beside me had her hands on her hips, her sign leaning against her legs. She was nice enough. I think her name was Tanya.

"Oh, sure. That'd be great, thanks." I smiled half-heartedly and looked back towards the parking lot. The boy was gone. Ah, well. Traffic was moving again so I held my sign up, waiting for Tanya to get back with my drink. I looked behind me to see where she was. She was coming down the grassy embankment holding two sodas stacked on top of each other and the poster board in her other hand. I dropped my sign and grabbed the two cokes to let her have a free hand.

"Thanks! It's cool that they're giving us free drinks for this." She took her coke from my hand and smiled. I hadn't told her I was attending Forks Academy where they pay you to come to their benefits. I cracked a smile and then my soda and nodded at her. I was holding my sign upright against my leg when I noticed the same boy standing in the median of the road. I took a sip of my coke and pretended I hadn't noticed him.

Tanya noticed for me. "Oh, snob alert," she said as she arched her eyebrows. "High class Em-Effer walking our way." Did she actually say 'Em-Effer'? Oh, Jesus. I laughed and made to turn around, but came face to face with the boy. Oh, he was beautiful. His eyes were covered by completely black Ray-Bans. There was a hint of stubble on his square jaw, and his hair was a controlled mess. He wore a tight black t-shirt that showed off exactly how fit he was.

I raised my coke at him in a toast of some sort. "Hello." Well great! I had managed to speak. He was smiling when he walked up and it hadn't left his face. It was more of a smirk, really. He honestly seemed a bit scary, smiling like that without being able to see his eyes.

"Uh. Did you need your dog washed?" Oh, Christ. Really? That's not going to end well. I tried to keep my face straight, but even I could see what was about to happen. I laughed nervously and his grin widened. He pushed his sunglasses up onto his head and stared down at me. I think he was looking at my tits. I stared back up into his impossibly green eyes, waiting for him to say the snappy comeback I know he was getting ready to say. Nobody lets a comedic set up like that get away from them. But he did.

"No, actually. I don't own a dog. I just came over to get a closer look at you."

My coke can froze at my lips and when I regained my composure I looked over my shoulder for Alice. I'd never encountered anything like this before and I wasn't sure I knew how to deal with the situation. How do you respond to the beautiful boy who's tossing around compliments while you're surrounded by the smell of wet dogs? Tanya came to the rescue.

"I'm sure she'd be willing to take a donation from you anyway, right Bella?" Tanya was still holding her sign up, her coke was leaving a wet ring on the sidewalk. Who knew it got so hot in such a dark, rainy little town?

I finally came to my senses. "Oh, yeah, of course." He was staring at me and I wasn't sure if he'd even blinked yet. Were people this intense here? He made me nervous. "I think the least you could do for staring at my tits is donate to a cause they believe in." Get attention from one cute boy and all of a sudden I'm a witty comeback machine.

"You should write that on your sign because I bet I'm not the only one who's done it today." He raised his eyebrows at me and shoved his hands in his jeans pockets. A drip from my sweating soda ran down my hand and I reached to wipe it on my thigh. His eyes followed me and I smiled at him quickly, cocking my hip out to the side.

"So you really did just come over to get a closer look. You didn't think of anything to say while you were walking over here?" I probably shouldn't get my hopes up. This guy seemed like he had little respect for anything female and he surely didn't seem like someone that my police chief dad would like to see me hanging out with. I'm sure he really did just come over to get a look at some bikini bodies and thinking about Charlie meeting him was a ridiculous notion that would never happen.

He shrugged and glanced up the hill towards the dog wash. "I really did." He shaded his eyes with his hand and held up a finger to me. Then he walked up the grassy hill, his wallet chain clinking against itself. I let myself stare at his butt. He walked straight up to Alice.

"Well, well. Of course you'd be here." Alice whipped around, her hands covered in soap and hair. She was glaring.

I put my coke on the sidewalk and propped my sign up on the hill as I climbed up, leaving Tanya alone. This kid knew Alice. This would either be great for me or horrible for everyone.

Alice shook her hands and picked up the hose. She cleaned one hand first, then the other before she responded. "I just like to do my part, Edward. It's better than sitting in a stuffy ballroom eating food that costs more than the charity gets in donations per year."

"I disagree, Alice. I really enjoy sitting in stuffy ballrooms eating food made from animals you're trying to save." Alice's face turned red and I stepped towards her just as she turned the hose on Edward.

He sputtered and his fingers were splayed at his sides. His hair was soaked, stuck to his forehead, and beads of water were dripping down his neck. I grabbed the hose from Alice and pointed it back towards the asphalt. "Alice! I'm so sorry... Edward, was it? I'm so sorry!" I dropped the hose and grabbed Alice's arm, leading her away as I apologized.

"You fucking cunt!" He was holding his wet shirt away from his chest, glaring at Alice. She was laughing and letting me lead her away. "I'll see you Monday, and we'll see who's getting the last fucking laugh."

He walked away from us, back towards the car he had crawled out of, and I winced. So, my chances were pretty much blown. I looked over my shoulder as he was slipping his shirt over his head. His pants were belted low and he had a tattoo on his upper left arm. Alice was still laughing and I dropped her arm. "So you know him from the Academy?"

"Oh yeah. Him and all of his stuck up, egotistical, rich friends," she spat.

"Spectacular." I had my arms folded. Alice nodded. She thought I was being as angry about rich, egotistical assholes as she was, but I was beyond pissed at her. Alice just fucked my chance at making friends with anyone that mattered at this new school.

"Don't let him fool you, Bella. I saw how you were looking at him. He's not someone you want to get involved with." She was running her hands down her arms in an attempt to get some of the dog hair off. "He's a womanizing man-slut."

I laughed and sat down beside her on the concrete. "Man-slut."

"I'm serious, Bella. You don't want to go there. You're not that type of girl."

I stared at a sparkle on the asphault and shrugged my shoulders. Maybe here in a new town with a new beginning I WAS that type of girl.