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Party

BPOV

My eyelids flutter as I struggle to wake up from a deep sleep. My head is pounding from my antics of the night before, my mouth feels like something has died in it and I'm definitely not in my own bed. I feel like I'm being pinned down and when my pained eyes adjust to the small amount of moonlight coming into the room I realise that the weight I'm feeling is in fact a human arm, nicely toned and warm. I glance over to the digital alarm clock on the bedside table, whose block red numbers tell my aching eyes that it's 4:30 am. The party probably hasn't ended all that long ago.

I force myself to take a peek at the guy next to me. I know he's a year or two older than me and has bronze hair and bright green eyes. I also know he's a total sex god. Even with my hangover I can't help but congratulate myself on getting such a hottie.

Do I know who he is? Yep.

Did I give my virginity to a total stranger? Kinda.

Do I regret it? Hmm, ask me later.

I groan and then immediately shut up as the sound sends a wave of pain through my head and I try to recall the events of the previous night.

Alice's parents had left for a function in Seattle after our graduation, leaving us the house to ourselves knowing that Alice would throw a graduation party, without explicitly saying it or forbidding it. Alice's parents are cool like that. Since I'm Alice's best friend, I was at the very top of the invite list, not that that really meant much seeing as the entire senior class had been invited. Alice had forced me into a tiny, midnight-blue dress which just about covered my ass and gave me much more cleavage than I was comfortable with, but protests against Alice's fashion decisions were futile so I sucked it up and tried not to spend the entire night adjusting my cleavage obsessively. I'm honest enough to admit that I'm not unattractive, and I know with the way Alice had done my hair and make-up last night that I actually looked pretty hot, but I still hadn't been prepared for the leering I received from half the boys in my class.

When the party started, Alice and I had a great time, drinking, dancing and more drinking. While Alice was gyrating with her steady boyfriend Jasper, I was left dancing tipsily with a rotating circle of guys, and the more I drank the less I cared. I remember dancing with Mike, Tyler and Ben. Ben's a super sweet guy, and I know he has a huge crush on Angela, a good friend of mine, but Tyler and Mike are total douche bags, and I kick myself inwardly at the memory of letting them run their sleazy hands all over me. I vaguely remember Mike trying to stick his hand up my dress in the middle of the dance floor, and creating quite the scandal when I left him clutching a bloody nose.

And then of course there was Edward Cullen, which brings me back to the present situation.

I recognise Edward as Alice's brother, who until now I have only met briefly on a handful of occasions. Alice and I are inseparable and I basically live at her house sometimes, so you may ask how I don't really know her brother. Until two years ago, Edward went to an all-boys boarding school out of state for genius kids. Okay, I'm exaggerating. Not for genius kids, but for smarter than average kids. And then of course the brain-box got into Dartmouth college, and had spent the last two years studying medicine there.

Edward only comes home during school vacations, when he isn't doing some other important and admirable activity, and since moving to Forks at the start of high school I have spent all my vacations in Phoenix with my mom, so our paths don't cross all that regularly. Nevertheless I know him from Alice's childhood stories, from the family photos covering the walls in Alice's parents' house, and from one or two odd introductions at their annual Christmas party or Alice's grandmother's funeral.

I had come in here to the guest room of the Cullen house last night because I was totally trashed, and knew I couldn't drive home. My dad is the Chief of Police and I knew I would have been a danger to myself and anyone else on the roads if I had tried to drive in my inebriated state. I had sent my dad a quick text to tell him I was staying at Alice's, thrown my scrap of material dress over my head and flung myself down on the bed in my underwear. Only when I heard a loud gasp did I look around the room and realise I was not alone.

I looked up to see those amazingly green startled eyes looking me up and down, and part of me felt like I should be self-conscious but I guess I was too drunk to care.

"Hi Edward," I giggled, laying my spinning head back down on the pillow. "What are you doing in here?"

His husky voice got closer as he spoke, "Mom's repainting my room. I couldn't stand the smell."

"Lucky, huh?" I winked at him.

"Lucky," he answered quietly before attacking me with his lips.

Next thing I knew we were making out, getting naked and having sex.

I was a virgin and I probably should have told him that, but I was too drunk on alcohol and on his kisses to string a sentence together, and while it was painful at first it wasn't long until I was enjoying it as much as he was.

Afterwards he had kissed me gently, on the lips and on the forehead, and I had fallen asleep in his arms, both of us naked and exhausted.

I crawl out of bed, trying not to wake the sleeping beauty still lying there. I retrieve my crumpled clothes, put them on and sneak down the stairs carefully, hoping I don't trip. I tiptoe into the kitchen and grab a bagel and a glass of water, knowing that I shouldn't drive on an empty stomach after drinking. I head to the front door and let myself out.

My little black ford is still sitting in the driveway, exactly where I left it. Slipping the keys into the ignition, I pull out of the yard and drive home carefully, my heart racing as I think about what I have just done.

I hurry to my room and lay down on my bed, glancing around the walls that are almost bare. Most of my stuff is already packed to go to my mom's and after that, college.

I know I'm going to miss this place. I'm going to miss the tiny high school with all of it's 300 students. I'm going to miss visiting the reservation to hang with Jacob and the rest of the gang. I'm going to miss my Dad and Carlisle and Esme, who have become a second family to me. Most of all, I'm going to miss Alice, and all the good times we've spent together. I know I'm not leaving forever and I'll still see them during vacations and talk on the phone, but I can't shake the feeling that nothing is going to be the same from here on out.

Before I can spend anymore time reflecting on my years in Forks, I feel the enticing pull of unconsciousness and I fall asleep, dreaming of the beautiful man I left not an hour ago.

I wake up much later to sunlight streaming through the open curtains. A sunny day in Forks is rare, but for me, today, it is signalling the end of an era. I take a hot shower, letting the water wash away all the grime and sweat from last night's activities.

When I'm done, I get dressed in my favourite denim skinny jeans, a faded red top and a red hoodie. I make my way into the kitchen in search of some breakfast/lunch. I had slept most of the morning and my dad had left for work hours ago.

I eat and brush my teeth, hoping to get today's task started quickly. I go back to my room, opening the huge, purple suitcases I'm going to need. I begin packing the remainder of my stuff, occasionally grabbing things from other parts of the house.

The doorbell rings and I hurry to answer it, knowing all too well that it's Alice. She dumps a huge bag at my feet, panting heavily. "Just some stuff you left at my house," She tells me. I hug her and then we both go upstairs so she can help me with my packing.

I open the bag to find a shit tonne of clothes inside. About one tenth of the things in the bag are actually mine and the other stuff has obviously been bought by Alice. I groan.

"Alice, you know this stuff isn't mine. Why are you giving it to me?"

"Really? I had no idea!" She grins. Seeing the look on my face she adds, "Come on Bells this is my last day with you, you aren't going to deny me a little bit of fun are you?" She gives me the puppy dog eyes, knowing it won't take long to break me.

With all of my stuff packed away in the suitcases, we go downstairs to watch some movies together before I have to leave.

"Bell-a?" Alice sings. She was using the I-know-something-you-don't-know voice and watching me slyly.

"What Alice?" I ask.

She pulls me into a hug then whispers into my ear, "I know what you did last night. Or more correctly, who you did!" She can't say anything more because then she bursts into giggles and I can't help but join her. I don't know how she knows but she doesn't seem pissed so I don't ask. She doesn't ask for any details since 'he's her brother and that's gross' and that's just fine by me. I don't much feel like sharing.

Charlie comes home early to leave me to the airport. My car and my other belongings are being shipped over later, and right now I'm just taking enough for the summer at my mom's.

When we see Charlie waiting uncomfortably in the doorway, we both start sobbing uncontrollably. We're hardly ever going to see each other anymore, only at some holidays and during the summer and such. Alice is the sister I had always wanted and now I have to leave her behind and move on with my life.

Alice comes to the airport with us, and now comes the hard part. I hate goodbyes. I hug my dad and kiss him on the cheek, thanking him and telling him that I love him and to look after himself.

Alice pulls me into what would've been a bone crushing hug, had she not been so tiny. "I love you bells!" She sobs. I manage to choke out an 'I love you too'. "We'll see each other soon, B. BFF's" she says quietly, holding out her pinky. "BFF's" I agree, taking her pinky in my own and making the unbreakable pinky promise.

I hurry to my departure gate glancing behind me and waving one last time at my dad and my best friend.