"Finally," I said after about three hours, when the jeep finally came to a stop. I had been in a car for too long. First it was the car ride from Arizona to Washington, and then another three hour car drive to Seattle. Being in a car that long was pure torture. Alice gave a slight giggle.
"Long ride," she said hopping out of the car. "We're staying in Seattle tonight. Our parents have a small condo here they let us use occasionally," Alice informed me linking her arm through mine dragging me to the entrance with her. "First we eat, then we dance, and after that we go hang out at the condo," she explained giving me the play by play. I was thankful she was including me in everything.
"You're going to have to bunk with Edward though," Rosalie announced appearing by Alice's side. "You can sleep on the couch but I wouldn't advise that. Edward gets up at the ass crack of dawn and is also loud," she complained loud enough so that he could hear. He only rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders as if he was saying he really didn't care what she said.
"Don't worry, you can bunk with me," Edward said giving me a slight wink. Alice rolled her eyes as we flashed our I.D's at the bouncer, who let us in. The club was nothing like they were in Arizona. This one wasn't packed with people, it was more of a quite type of club that a few people came to. At least they had some kind of club here though.
"The better clubs have more people, but they also check the I.D's really good,"she explained making perfect sense. "Warning about my brother,he's a major player. He does hook up's not relationships, I'm letting you know in advance because you seem like a nice girl. My brothers a grade A asshole." Rosalie nodded her head in agreement. Alice lead us to a booth where we all took a seat.
"I'm not an ass," Edward defended sliding into the spot next to me. "They know what they're getting into."
"Girl's like a challenge," I spoke up looking over at him. Edward, Emmett, and Jasper all looked over at me. Edward was the only one who gave a cocky smirk. "Let me guess," I continued with a small grin. "You're the bad guy. The mysterious handsome, jock of the high school. Every girl lines up to date you knowing that you're probably going to hurt them. You're never dating anyone, but you're always seeing someone. You're a challenge," I explained shrugging my shoulders. "They want to see if they can change you. They want to be the one girl that you talk about nonstop, and when they figure out you're unchangeable, they bitch. But hey, they knew you were a dick before," I said looking over the menu.
"You can try and change me if you want," he offered leaning into me playfully.
"You can change the game, but never the player. I'm not stupid enough to play you're games. You wanna play mine?" I questioned playing along with his flirtiness "Trust me babe, you couldn't keep up," I said blowing him a slight kiss.
"I like her," Alice and Rosalie said at the same time with a giggle.
"I could keep up," Edward said leaning back in the booth. "You'll be begging for me just like the rest of them."
"Let's play a game," I said licking my lips. "If you can get a girls number faster than I can get a guys, then you get twenty bucks. But if I get a guys number faster than you can get a girls I get the twenty," I said noticing the waiter coming our way. "No rules, just a good old fashioned bet. As In, I bet I'm better at this than you are," I said tilting my head innocently to the side.
"You're on," he said shaking my hand.
"What can I get for you this evening," The waiter said with a smile not exactly looking at us.
"Just a Caesar Salad and a water for me," Rosalie said handing him the menu back. He looked at Rosalie followed by Emmett before his gaze focused on someone else. At least with having Emmett as a boyfriend she didn't have to fight off every guy that hit on her. He probably did that for her.
"What would you recommend?" I questioned still looking at the menu. "I'm new to Washington," I explained finally lifting my eyes to meet his, This was going to be easy.
"I would stay steak, but that figure of yours must take some work. The salad is good," He said attempting to flirt.
"I'll take the steak, cooked medium rare," I said licking my lips. "I'll also take your number if that's on the menu." I handed him back the menu giving him my best innocent eyes.
"I can be on the menu if you want," he flirted back not bothering to look at anyone else. I looked him up and down crossing my legs and licking my lips again.
"Interesting idea," I said pretending to think it over. "What time do you get off?" I questioned with mo real interest behind it. There was no way in hell this guy was getting anywhere near me. I was just in it to get a free twenty bucks.
"Two thirty," he answered flatly.
"No good," I said giving a pouty face. "How about that number though?" I questioned making him nod his head jotting his number down on a piece of paper before taking the rest of the tables order. "Make sure you text me sweetheart, we can hook up sometime," he said giving me a playful wink. I only waved him off slipping the paper to Edward.
"You have to make sure it isn't a fake first, babe," He said crossing his arms, probably a little bitter that he wasn't going to win this one. I got out my phone punching in the number watching him look over my shoulder.
"Hey, it's the girl you just gave your number to. , Bella," I sent the message tapping my fingers against the table waiting for a reply. I think fake numbers are something girls do, no a whole lot of guys do that.
"Couldn't get enough of me could you gorgeous? It's Marcus," I gave a small smile reading the message showing it to Edward. He gave a slight eye roll tossing a twenty dollar bill on the table silently.
The rest of the time at the club passed quicker than I expected. Most of the time was spent dancing with Alice and Rosalie, who weren't nearly as bad as I had expected, and then talking with Jasper and Emmett a little. They didn't seem exactly like social butterflies.
"The condo," Alice announced as we pulled up. "We leave at eight that way we get home by eleven," she explained opening the door. "Our dad works in Seattle so sometimes he stays here." There were beer cans scattered around the coffee table, and plates in the sink. "Anyways, Jasper and Emmett will warm up to you. They're kind of selective with friends."
"I get it," I said taking my phone out of my pocket. "I promised a friend back home I'd give her a ring later in the night," I explained walking into the kitchen sitting on the counter dialing the familiar number.
"Baby cakes!" Jane answered the phone on the second ring. "How's Washington? Any wicked ugly step sisters, what about the mom?" She immediately questioned giving me no room to answer. I gave a small chuckle knowing she was probably dying for all the details.
"Washington is rainy. Not like Arizona at all, it's in the fifty's here, and it sucks. I haven't decided if she's wicked or not yet, but she's definitely not ugly. Picture Nina Agdal, the blonde super sexy Victoria's secret model. Haven't decided about the mom yet either, it's only been a few hours," I laughed.
"No way? She looks like Nina Agdal? She's so gorgeous," she spewed out sounding shocked. "Anyway's Alec and I can't believe your dad actually made you move. You could've moved in with us," Jane said being completely serious. They offered me to stay with them, and there parents thought it was a great idea.
"Maybe I could talk my dad into letting me go there for a week during Christmas Vacation," I offered lamely. I knew it probably wouldn't actually happen, but there was always a slight chance. Very slight.
"Talk to him about it." I could basically hear the smile on her lips.
"I'm suppose to show you to the room," Edward said leaning against the counter. I shook my head as Jane was blabbing in my ear about pointless things that were happening in Arizona.
"Jane, I have to go. I'll call you at some point tomorrow," I said before clicking the phone off. "Show me," I said hitting his shoulder. For some reason I could see Edward and I becoming great friends. Maybe it's because we were so much alike, or maybe it was because he was like some of my friends back in Arizona.
"You miss Arizona don't you?" He questioned opening the bedroom door. Inside the bedroom there was a small sofa, a king sized bed, a dresser, a TV, and I shit you not, a mini fridge. It was a little man-cave. I could tell this was his room because of the half naked girls all over the walls.
"Of course I miss it," I said glancing over at him as he tossed me an over-sized tee shirt. "I lived there my entire life, grew up in the same house, had friends. Then I just had to leave, it sucks," I said holding the teeshirt with a questioning glance.
"I figure you want something to sleep in besides your actual cloths. None of my sweatpants are going to fit you though. You're a lot smaller than me," he said turning back around. "Do you think you're going to like it here?" I couldn't tell if he was just making small talk, or if he actually cared.
"I could," I said wiggling out of my jeans. "I mean, Rosalie, Jasper, and Mandy don't seem like terrible people to live with. At the same time I know nothing about them," I said pulling throwing my teeshirt across the room pulling his over my head.
"They're good people," he offered shredding his own teeshirt. His back was something I could get lost in like most girls probably could. "They're probably going to take longer to warm up to you than the rest of the group though," he said crawling in the bed. I gave him a confused look crawling on the other side. "They're father left them when they were three. Her mom's had boyfriends move in before, and every time they fall through. They don't get close to the kids anymore." He explained.
"Oh," I said lamely. "My dad never really saw anyone before her."
"He saw you're mom obviously," he said closing his eyes. "What happened? Did they marry to young, or just fight a lot?" He questioned.
"Yea they married young," I said closing my own eyes.
"60% of marragies end in divorce, it's pretty common," He said sounding more tired than anything.
"They didn't divorce. She was hit by a drunk driver and killed instantly when I was 10," I told him honestly giving a yawn. "I'm gonna crash though." I told him sleepily curling up in a small ball drifting into a state of unconsciousness.
Edward and Bella are more alike than usual, or are they? Will the become great friends like Bella predicts?
