Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to Twilight, because if I did, I would be humping the life (lol) out of Edward Cullen instead of writing about it.

A/N: This is my first fan fic, I was inspired at 2am and started typing. I would love feedback, positive or negative. I just like opinions. R&R. As of now I have 10 chapters completed but 3 posted - if I don't get the vibe that anyone wants to read this I really won't bother with posting them. Thanks for reading :)

BPOV (as of now, it's all BPOV but I may be coerced into giving Edward's/Alice's/Jasper's POV):

Walking through my empty apartment, I sighed and flopped down on one of the couches. It was nice to finally have some peace and quiet, some Bella time. I grabbed a book from between the couch cushions, Wuthering Heights, and starting in no particular place, began to read.

As I was losing myself in Heathcliff and Catherine's seemingly doomed love affair, I failed to notice the front door opening and hear my roommate bounding in.

"BELLA! OH MY GOD! You won't believe the sales they're having at the outlet malls. I know I promised myself I wouldn't buy anything but these are Gucci leather boots and absolutely to die f- hey Bella. Earth to Bella!"

I was suddenly made very aware of my surroundings, and I was not in the moors with the lovers where I longed to be, I was back in reality. Reality being the 2 bedroom apartment in Seattle that I shared with my best friend of 4 years Alice, who was currently waving her hands wildly to get my attention.

"What, sorry Al. I totally spaced." I admitted, a little sad that my Bella time was cut short.

"Oh just the most amazing boots to ever grace my feet," she said grinning from ear to ear. "Well that is until tomorrow!"

She bounded up the stair with 3 graceful leaps and deposited her bags in her room.

"Hey B?" she called from her room.

"Yeah?" I replied, getting up from the couch and searching the fridge for anything resembling dinner.

"You want to go out tonight? I was thinking we could hit up this new club 'La Push' that just opened. Jasper was telling me about how it's supposed to be the new hot spot."

I paused, trying to remember when the last time I got dressed up and let loose. Huh, it had been that long. Well, what could the harm be? Plus, I could tell by the tone of Alice's voice this was just a formality and she had been expecting me to say "yes" all along.

I opened my mouth to tell her I was on board when she came hurriedly down the stairs and beat me to it.

"Great! I knew you'd want to get out of this apartment for a while. And now that finals are done we can let loose a little. Now – you go get in the shower. Jasper will be here in an hour I need to make you over before we go out." She grinned from ear to ear, looking more like a mischievous pixie than usual.

Alice was obviously ready; she had changed in her room and everything about her said "it's go time". She was wearing a backless black dress that was barely long enough to be called a dress, with a deep plunging neckline accentuated with layers of necklaces that lay perfectly over her cleavage. On her feet were the previously mentioned black leather boots that fit snugly over her calves, the thin heel adding 3 inches on her 5 ft frame. As usual, her hair was perfectly styled and make-up immaculately done. She grinned and pushed me towards the bathroom.

"Alright, alright. I'm going. Ten minutes, tops." I laughed. Sometimes I wondered how I could even stand next to her without being overshadowed by her immense beauty. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I looked at the plain jane that stared back: simple nose, brown, unmanageable hair and skin that could never hold a tan. My redeeming quality, which everyone seemed to comment on, was the depth of my dark chocolate brown eyes. I tugged at the corners of my eyes and made a face at myself.

I'm not so bad… I'm no Alice but still …

I turned the water and on stepped out of my faded gray sweats and threw my SU sweater on the floor next to it. I stepped in the shower without testing the water first.

I swore under my breath. Damn it was cold. I sucked it up and stayed in the shower, letting the freezing cold water hit my skin. I shivered slightly and then it started to warm up.

I grabbed my favorite strawberry scented shampoo and lathered up. I started thinking about how perfect people always seem to find each other. I thought of Alice and Jasper mainly, and the last 4 years that I had known them. Ever since I'd known them they'd been together. I guess when it's good – it's good.

I rinsed and conditioned. Taking just an extra minute to let the now hot water cascade over my body, getting lost in the steam and letting out the breath I hadn't realized I was holding.

I stepped out, letting myself take in the steam for one more minute before I knew the inevitable was about to happen.

"Bella the water's stopped and I want in!"

Right on cue.

I shook my head and let Alice in. I had left a stool in the bathroom for such occasions where she attacked me with style and I stood there and took it.

Tightening my robe, I sat down on the stool, facing away from the mirror. I never really looked in the mirror when she did her makeovers. I think she got a kick out of my reaction when I saw the finished product in the mirror.

She grabbed the blow-dryer and started on my hair. It was nice not to have to force conversation and sometimes, I have to admit, I did like being pampered like this. She quickly switched to the flat iron and smoothed out my hair. Then she grabbed the curling iron and went to town, pulling my hair half-back and curling underneath, then curling the top layer.

I closed my eyes and waited for the make-up to start. I opened up one eye and looked at her.

"Alice?"

"Oh hm. I think you should get dressed before I do your make-up. I want to make sure you look smokin'!"

I made a move to get upstairs and was stopped before I started.

"You didn't think I'd let you pick out your own outfit now did you?" A huge grin crept across her face. This was usually a bad sign for me.

"Now get changed and meet me in the kitchen. Jasper will be here in 20 minutes and I want you perfect for when they – I mean he comes." Her face reddened a bit with the slip-up and then she shot out of the bathroom before I could open my mouth to ask her what she meant by "they".

I turned and looked on the back of the door to see what she had picked for me. And staring back at me was my worst nightmare.

"ALICE!" I stormed out of the bathroom in just my bra and robe, holding the pathetic excuses for clothes that she had set out for me.

Alice stared back, wide-eyed and with an innocent smile on her face.

"What?"

"Oh you know what. These are not clothes. These are scraps that should be sewn together to make clothes." I looked back down at the barely there blue and black plaid skirt and white tank top with strategically placed rips and tears.

I shook my head and she just laughed.

"Alice, did you really think I would just get dressed, not noticing that I'm missing some vital pieces of clothing, and waltz out here perfectly fine. How long have you known me?!"

"Oh Bella come on. I mean you never dress sexy; you're always in sweats – no offense. I think that tonight is something worth dressing a little more … provocative for." She said triumphantly and with a smile that she knew I could never say no to.

I sighed. She won. She always won. But I was putting my own spin on this.

"Okay, I'll wear it – BUT I'm putting another shirt over this excuse for a tank top."

Alice giggled with excitement.

"Bella you have exactly 3 minutes to change into those clothes so I can do your make-up before we have to leave."

I walked back into the bathroom and shook my head.

That girl could probably get a nun to wear this outfit with her charm.

A mental image popped into my head and I almost doubled over in laughter. Focusing on the task at hand, I grabbed my favorite lotion from Victoria's Secret – Love Spell, and applied it to my legs, arm and anywhere else that may be exposed tonight. I grabbed the skirt and shimmied into it. It hugged the curves of my hips just right and came down 2 inches below where my thigh met my butt.

I did a little spin and checked it in the mirror.

Well, any underwear is almost futile, either way my ass is going to be hanging out but I don't want to feel like a complete skank and go commando.

I threw on the tank top, barely getting it to cover my chest, and looked in the mirror. I was surprised by how much I like how I looked. The skirt made my legs look long and lean and the tank top was doing wonders for my boobs. I walked out to catcalls from Alice and Jasper, who had arrived 10 minutes early much to Alice's chagrin. He was dressed in dark blue jeans, fitted nicely in the ass, a tight fitting black button up shirt, obviously mean to display his well toned chest, and a smile a mile wide.

Once Alice had looked me up and down, obviously satisfied that I didn't make any adjustments to the outfit she planned, and before I could even say hi to Jasper, she was barking orders at me.

"Bella – go get your heels. The sling back peep toes, and then I'll finish your make-up and we can head out." She smiled at me then glanced at Jasper.

"Well we have to wait for Ed- oof" Jasper was in the middle of speaking when out of nowhere Alice hit him in the stomach. She looked and him and winked, then said, "Hurry Bella, I want to get going!"

Quickly I ran upstairs, fully conscious of my backside and trying to prevent it from showing more than it needed to. I rummaged around in my room and found the shoes she was talking about. Then I spied a black lace thong hanging out of my dresser drawer. I picked it up and thought "what the hell". I slipped off my bikini briefs and put on the thong. I felt sexier already.

I started walking down the stairs and a mysterious voice drifted up through Alice and Jasper's. One that I was not familiar with but that had already had an effect on me as I felt my knees weaken slightly. Alice, hearing my heels clicking on the wooden stairs, rushed up to meet me half-way and pushed me into her room.

"You can't go down yet, you're not finished." She swiftly applied all the necessary layers, the mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow and topped it all off with a lip plumping gloss that turned my small mouth into something worth kissing.

"All done" she announced. I didn't even check the mirror, I was too anxious to see who that mysterious voice belonged to.

I grinned and gave her a quick peck on the cheek and headed downstairs. Alice dashed by me and caught me before I could reach the bottom landing.

"Okay B, don't freak or anything. But Jasper invited his cousin Edward to go along with us. He's new in town, just moved in from Tacoma and doesn't know anyone. Don't be mad" she stuck her bottom lip out a bit and that did it. I could never be mad even though the air now reeked of "set-up".

"I will play nice. And don't worry, I'm not mad." I grinned and let her lead me down the stairs.

"Oh boys, you ready for some fun?" Alice called coyly.