A/N: This is my second Fan Fiction. :D I hope you enjoy! Review! Let me know what you think. Thanks.
Soundtrack - I Love College by Asher Roth
Edward's POV ~
"Edward. Cullen. And my, are you lookin' fine tonight," I said seductively to the blonde. I wrapped my arm around her waist and she turned around, my arms still snaked around her waist, as she began to grind against my lower part. And, as much as I'd l hate to admit it, it felt amazing. But hey, I'm a good liar. If you catch me drift.
"So, beautiful, what's your name?" I asked. College parties were the best. Everyone gets trashed. Everyone is young and lookin' for some fun. Easy way to get laid, especially with all this liquor and weed around. I wasn't one to smoke weed, though. I was into the feel-good pleasure of hot girls against your body, not loosing your brain cells. I had to do good in college or I'd have to leave. And I wasn't having that.
"Sara," she answered. Hm, cute name.
"Well, Sara, come with me," I whispered into her air, slightly blowing on it.
She just looked at me, mesmerized. Just like they always did. I usually didn't do blondes, to be honest. I liked those hot brunettes with big boobs and a really nice tan. That's where it's at. Literally.
"Um, Edward, is it? Sara asked.
"Yup, that's my name. Don't wear I out," I winked.
"Look. I'm a…virgin," She gulped a tad. Not much though.
"Oh, Sara. Don't worry. I am, too," I whispered the last part. Now, we all knew that wasn't true, but like I said; I'm a good liar. I have to be. I was actually surprised she was a virgin. She sure didn't act like it…or look like it for that matter. Wasn't that sad? That's what the world has come to. Looking like you were a virgin or not. How was that even a look? Either way, I didn't care. I was buzzed and all I wanted was to get laid.
"Now, let's go," I said quickly.
She followed me to one of the rooms they have upstairs in the party house. I slid off her dress the minute I closed the door. I don't know if this is a proven fact, but I'll tell you, when you're drunk, it makes you that much more…sexually active. Tequila doesn't only make your clothes fall off, it makes you want to take them off of others. Once her dress was off the party was on. And I mean on.
THE NEXT DAY
I woke up the next morning with none other than a bare chest and the infamous alcohol headache. Also known as a hangover. I looked over to my side and there lie Sara.
She was smiling up at me, her eyes bright with excitement. Oh no. Not another one of those, steal their virginity and they're hooked, girls. I just got rid of one two weeks ago!
Well, time to leave.
"Sara, I need to get to class. I'll see you around," I said quickly, grabbing my clothes. Thank goodness I didn't have a class today. Whew.
When I walked downstairs and into my building, I heard my name being called.
"Eddie!" Yelled Emmett. Two words. Douche Bag.
"What, Emmy?! I told you not to call me that," I snapped.
"Hey hey! No need to get feisty little brother," I glared at him. "Where are you coming from? Another one of your 'hot hook-ups'? Or one-night stands as you like to call them. You know bro, you can't do this your whole life. I have Rose now, and sex with the same person isn't so bad. Especially when you're in love…" He trailed off.
He sounded all lovey dovey, which did not fit his strong look at all. You know what they say about making love to the person you're in love with. It's supposedly the most amazing feeling ever, but I don't see anything wrong with going in and going right back out when you get the same pleasure.
"Emmett, this isn't my whole life and I'm not done living it, so what makes you think I should stop right now?" I snapped again. I didn't like to be mean, but come on! He was a guy for crying out loud. He should understand. But no, he's in love! Eck. Gross. And I was in need of a nice shower. And some Advil. I don't usually have a problem with most people being in love, but it was my brother and he made one too many sex jokes around me and Alice. It gets old. Matter of fact, it was never new. Alice was single, like me. For now. Alice wasn't one to mess around though. She was determined to stay focused and stay away from the parties. She usually spent the weekends with her girls and Rose anyway. When Rose wasn't with Emmett, that is.
"Dude, you need a shower," Emmett shriveled his nose. Very funny. That's my cue.
"Yup. See ya," I walked away before I got anymore annoyed.
"Wait! There was something I wanted to tell you," Emmett called.
"Yes?" I turned around, annoyed anyway.
"There's a new girl here. And she's pretty cute. Brunette, too. But Edward, look. She looks…innocent. Don't screw that up," He said with a little authority in his voice. See what I mean by judging if people were good or…naughty? As in, if she messed around or not.
"Then why are you telling me this Emmett?" I questioned sharply.
"I just think you need a little…change. That's all. She seems sweet. And maybe your type…if you had one," He said the last part quietly, as if he was scared what he said was offensive.
"Bye, Emmett," I walked off, quicker this time, avoiding any more conversation on this subject.
Main problem with what he said was, I just couldn't see my self in love. Well, you know what they say; seeing is believing.
One thing I was sure of was, I love college.
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P.S. I know this chapter is short, but it's just the start so I made it a little small. Others will be more expanded.