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Bella's POV

The accurate definition of the word 'traitor' reads, 'One who betrays one's country, a cause, or a trust; a disloyal person' but on the other hand, I would define the word as… Alice and Rosalie.

My sisters, er, well not technically my sisters, we aren't genetically related, my parents are Renee and Charlie, and Esme adopted Alice and Rose. But anyway, we are as close as friends can be, we're never usually apart from each other for more that a few hours at a time.

You see, we live right next to the Cullen boys- Edward, Jasper, Emmett, and Carlisle- and my closest friends in the whole wide world were about to pull their sisterly rank down to 'Best Friends!'. It all started out like any other regular Friday night out on the patio at the Brandon house…

I pulled up my old Chevy truck onto the side of the street right in front of the house. Friday nights with Alice and Rose were my favorite night of the entire week. Usually we watched movies, ate Esme's gourmet food, just talked, and sometimes to my displeasure, let Alice and Rosalie take play Bella Barbie. I slid out of my truck and gently patted the hood. My trusty vehicle hadn't let me down yet.

It was really unnecessary to even knock on the door of my second home, so I just went right on in. You've probably never seen a house like the Brandon's. It was amazing, like walking through a castle. Everything in the house looks like it belongs in an expensive house design magazine. The whole layout was incredible; twisted gold trim that bordered the pale cream ceiling, the overstuffed 18th century armchairs to the flagstone kitchen floor. A large wooden table occupied most of the kitchen, along with Esme's many appliances.

I took a deep breath.

"ROSALIE, ALICE, I'M HOOOOOOOOOME!"

Esme poked her head out of the kitchen and smiled as soon as she saw me.

"Hey Bella. They're out back on the patio. I'm making hot dogs for dinner. Is that alright?"

I licked my lips instinctively. I loved hotdogs, especially Esme's!

"Yup, that sounds great!" I said as I made my way though the kitchen to the back door.

"Okay then," Esme started, "They'll be ready in a bit."

"Thanks Esme!" I called over my shoulder. The knob twisted easily under my hand and I pushed outward, letting the cool Forks air engulf me again. Alice and Rosalie were sitting in wooden porch chairs drinking some kind of soda

"Bella, you made it!" Rosalie cheered. I raised a brow.

"Of course, why wouldn't I?"

"I don't know." She shrugged and went back to sipping… whatever she was drinking. Alice was glowing and smiling at me for no apparent reason.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" Alice looked away and I made my way to an empty chair next to her.

"No," she replied.

I shrugged it off, I really didn't want to know -or be a part of- whatever Alice was planning. I opened my mouth to ask what we were going to do first, but Alice beat me to it.

"TIME TO PLAY TRUTH OR DARE!" Alice sang in her high soprano voice. I know, it may seem boring with only three people, but it was Friday night tradition. We scooted our chairs so we were in a circle, the legs of the chairs groaning in response.

"So," Alice began, "Who shall be my first victim?" Rose and I exchanged looks.

Alice pointed her finger between me and Rosalie saying:

"Eeenie-meenie-minee-mo, Minee-eeenie-meenie- Rosalie!"

"Um, Alice? I don't that's how you sing it…"

"Too bad. So Rosalie, truth or dare?" She hesitated.

"Uh, truth, I guess."

"CHICKEN," Alice and I both said in harmony.

"So Rosalie, would you rather want Emmett to catch you in a butt-ugly outfit with bad hair and bad make-up, OR would you want him to catch you in a kissing position with Edward?"

I should probably explain something before I go on. All three of us have crushes on the Cullen boys. Alice has been madly in love with Jasper and his 'southern hospitality charm' ever since she laid eyes on him. Rosalie met Emmett two years ago, also, when they moved here. I think I recall her almost fainting when he flexed his huge muscles.

Edward was different from the two. He was always calm; he was strong, even if he didn't have huge muscles like Emmett. And from some of my reliable resources, he wasn't into video games and football like all the other teenage boys on earth. He preferred to play his piano and listen to classical music, and he was incredibly gorgeous with his emerald eyes and bronze hair. I sighed dreamily.

Now none of us were actually dating, but hey, a girl can dream. We have our fantasies.

Rosalie spoke, bringing me out of my fantasy.

"Ew, why would I kiss Edward?"

"I don't know, just answer the question." Alice said, quite irritably if I may add. To me, Rosalie's truth wasn't that difficult, I would probably pick the one with the bad outfit and stuff, because Alice already tsk-ed me for that. I think she also said something about styling my hair different, but then I zoned out.

Rosalie was tapping her fingers along her thigh furrowing her brow. This must've been pretty tough.

"Kissing Edward, but then I would have to wash my mouth out with Germ-X," she stated finally.

"Hey!" I protested. I probably knew deep down she would pick Edward, only because she wouldn't be caught dead in an out-of-date outfit with messed up make-up, even if her life depended on it. Rosalie was about to speak when Esme burst through the door holding a platter of hotdog, and boy, did they look good. The heat waving were rolling off of them carrying their' delicious scent through the air like nobody's business.

"Thank you Esme!" we yelled, even thought she as standing right next to us.

"Your welcome! Just let me know if you guys need anything. Oh, and Bella? I've already made your bed in the girls' room."

I smiled. "Thanks Esme, although you really didn't have to. I could've-"

She laughed and dismissed the matter with a wave of her hand. "Nonsense. You guys have fun, and don't stay up too late."

There was a chorus of 'mmm-hmms.'

Esme looked at us suspiciously for a moment before returning to the house. Each of us then plucked a dog from the dish and put in the buns provided. Then we added all the essentials.

We ate for a while talking about random things, and after my 3rd serving, I was stuffed.

"So Bella, truth or dare?" Rosalie asked me innocently. I narrowed my eyes. I knew what she was planning, but I could embrace it.

I pretended to think about it for a minute.

"Hmm…dare." Rosalie squealed and bounced up and down in her seat. She whispered something to Alice who then grinned evilly. Ok, now I was scared.

Dares never ended well, did they? I mean, I can't recall any dare with a happy ending-

"Your dare is to go and fetch this hot dog," Rosalie said, waving the slab of meat in my face.

"Sure, sounds easy enough."

"I wasn't finished yet, Bella. You have to go and fetch this hot dog, no matter where I throw it, and you have to do it…" she leaned in, "in your undergarments," she whispered. Alice straightened her lips into a hard line to keep from laughing. This wasn't going to end on a good note.

It was about 8 'o clock at night and the sky was a dark blue. Good think Esme turned on the porch lights. I stepped off of the patio behind a tree and stripped down to my… well, you know.

I poked my head out from behind the tree. I told them I was ready.

You can do it; you can do it I chanted in my head.

"Fetch, Bella!" Rose yelled.

Then she chucked the dog. My eyes followed it carefully so I wouldn't loose it. But being me, I looked away for a second to look at Alice and Rose, before I heard a Splash!

I looked over where the hotdog had been thrown, and realized it landed in a pool. No, like that wasn't bad enough. It landed in the Cullen's pool. Now who knows why anyone would have a pool in Forks, being rainy and cold most of the time, but I guess the wealthier people thought it was needed.

I was going to burn Rosalie down to a cinder then do the Mexican Hat Dance on her ashes, unless…

"Rosalie, I am not going over and jumping in their' pool like this!"

"Bell-a," she complained, "It's almost pitch black, and they won't be able to tell it's you. Plus if you don't do it, Alice and I will have to do some… dirty work." She smiled evilly at the last two words.

"'Ya know, there were these great inventions that were created a short time ago, their names are 'The porch light' and 'The intruder Alert.'"

"And that, Bella my dear, is a risk we're willing to take," said Alice in her wind chime voice. I huffed angrily and marched over the Cullen's back yard. Good thing there was no fence, otherwise that would've made things a whole lot worse.

I was in their' yard now, and no one had noticed me yet, so I kept going until I was at the edge of their' pool. I squinted, and barley caught a glimpse of the dog. I carefully and quietly put my feet in the pool.

My body relaxed immediately, thanks to the warm water. I praise the one whose idea it was to heat the pool. I got in the pool and reached down to the hotdog thankful that it was thrown in the shallow end.

I got out and tiptoed back to the Brandon house. Just then I heard a loud Screech!

I froze in my track and looked toward the Cullen house. There was Edward, standing on his second-story balcony, eyes fixed on me, with his mouth handing open. I turned fifty shades of red.

I wanted to run back to the house, where Alice and Rosalie were crying from laughing so hard, but my feet felt like cement.

Say something! I yelled mentally at myself.

Before I could help myself, I said one of the most retarded things I have ever said on my entire life.

Holding out the dripping, cold hotdog, I said;

"Want some?"

Yeah, I know. I probably should've said something intelligent like, 'Sorry for trespassing on you lawn in my bra and panties, I had to get the hotdog that Rosalie accidentally threw in your yard,' then I should've quietly slipped back to my second home. But no, being me, that wasn't going to happen.

Yes, and so that is how Edward Cullen caught me in a awkward position that I would probably never live down by my two half-sisters. But it was the beginning of my relationship with Edward.

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