A/N hi guys this is chapter 2 big thanx to my friend who did all the edting for me tell me what you think and thanks to jess for letting me ues her plot line. REVIEW please im send chapter 3 to be edited soon but i need REVIEWS before i update

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2

Girlfriends

I felt someone sit next to me on the mattress.

"Bella, it's okay. It's not a big deal… SHOOT! I have to go…" Alice murmured from beside me.

"Jasper?" Edward asked smugly. Everything about him was smug. His facial expressions, his words, his half-naked body…

What the hell was I talking about? How could a body be smug? I was clearly losing my mind.

"I'm sorry Bella, but I have to go. I'll come by later with the guys for Edward's annual movie night!" Alice chirped and left the room, leaving me alone with a smug, half-naked God, who, by the way, still made no move to get dressed.

"Please, for the love of God, please put something on!" I said through my hands, which were still covering my face.

"That really wounds a guy's ego, you know. A girl telling them—no, ordering them to put some clothes on, right after they've had a shower and you're alone with him," he said mockingly as he passed by me to get to the farthest side of the room—his side.

"Only yours," I murmured. Apparently, either he didn't hear it or he didn't make the connection.

"When did you meet Alice?" Edward asked me as he stripped off the robe. I looked away quickly, covering my eyes with my hands, glad that I only caught a glimpse of his butt, because his back was to me. I gasped as I did this, and Edward turned around once he had pants on, and smirked.

Asshole.

He probably planned that.

"I met her in the elevator while coming up here, only about five minutes ago," I managed to choke out. I was still trying to get the image of his perfectly shaped butt out of my mind. By now, I'd taken my hands away from my eyes, only to see Edward leaning up against my dresser, shirtless.

I repeat; Ass. Hole.

"Why did you want me to put clothes on?" He asked seductively. I was right about one thing—he was a player. He was clearly not used to a girl wanting him to get dressed, especially after all the one-night-stands I assumed he had.

"Because unlike most girls…" I was about to use his first name, but to emphasize my sincerity, I went with last names, "…Cullen, I don't want to see you naked."

"C'mon, admit it. You'll dream about me." Was this guy serious? Damn, how egotistic can you get?

"Cullen, if you show up in my dreams tonight, it will be because I'm having a nightmare," I spat at him. "I'll be back soon; I have to go get the rest of my boxes." I walked to the door and slammed it shut behind me. I stomped off to the elevator, only to walk straight into a wall—or, was it? I looked up to meet the eyes of a very amused face.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled and walked around him. The elevator doors closed as I pressed for ground level, and the amused 'building with legs' was still standing next to me.

"Hi," he said, turning and holding out a hand for me to shake. "I'm Emmett. Emmett Cullen. And you are…?" Great. The brother over the asshole I have to share a room with for the Whole Year! I said to myself as I tried to keep my cool.

"Bella. Bella Swan," I said politely, despite my bad mood. I shook his hand and let mine drop.

"You're Edward's brother."

"So you met Eddy, did you?" Emmett chuckled.

Eddy, I thought. I'll have fun teasing him about that later.

"Yes, I am unfortunately his room-mate," I groaned.

Emmett laughed. "I never thought I'd hear that coming from a girl." I sighed.

"Your brother is the biggest egotistic air head I've ever met," I growled.

He laughed again. "Do you have any boxes that you need help with?" He asked out of the blue.

"No. Well, yes, but… I don't want you to… You don't have to…" I babbled on.

"Where's your car?" He was still chuckling as the elevator doors opened, revealing the ground level. I blushed and smiled up at him, and he followed me to my car.

He picked up two boxes and I picked up one—the lightest one at that. He helped me get them up to the third level and placed them in front of my door.

"I've got to go, but there you go! I'll talk to you later, Bella. Hope Eddy doesn't give you a hard time," he said while walking down the hall.

"Thanks!" I called after him. I used my key and opened the door to my room, only to find the typical 'player boy' dorm room circumstance. Edward was making out, full-out tongue with a girl on his bed. She was barely visible because she was lying on her back on his bed and he was on top of her, kissing her aggressively.

"Ew." I picked up the lightest box again and entered the room, trying desperately hard to control my temper. I had a feeling that I was going to be watching live sex from my side of the room if I didn't stop them soon.

When I managed to get all my boxes next to my bed in the room, Edward and his whore were still making out on the bed. Fabulous.

I cleared my throat.

"Ahem."

Edward tilted his head up not even an inch while the girl's lips moved down to his neck. He glared at me and finally spoke.

"What do you want…Swan?" He snapped.

"Sorry Cullen; didn't realize I was interrupting. I don't know if you happened to notice, but this is my room too." I smiled devilishly. It made me so, so sad to break up their fun. I laughed quietly to myself; lies, I thought.

"Can't you like…leave?" the whore asked in between kisses.

"Like, no." I mimicked her annoying high-pitched voice.

"I swear," Edward growled and pushed away from her, only to be inches from my face with a finger pointed at my chest.

"You are the most annoying person I've ever met!" he yelled in my face.

"And you are the most obnoxious, egotistic, self-centered ass-hole I've ever met!" I shouted back. There was one thing I was certain—I was not afraid of Edward Cullen.

"Why won't you leave me alone!?" He shouted again.

"Because I live here, dumb-ass!" I almost laughed at his stupidity. Almost.

"Go find Alice. She'll keep you entertained for hours on end," he suggested quietly yet smugly. Right, like I was going to find Alice and say, 'Your brother is being a complete douche bag, so you're going to entertain me for hours while your brother has sex with his girlfriend in our dorm room.' Ha ha, funny.

Not going to happen.

"Why, you don't want me around?" I asked, feigning hurt.

"No. As a matter of fact, I don't." he murmured, going back to making out with his whore.

I figured if I was stuck with him, he was now stuck with me too.

Meaning: if he's going to make my school year a living hell, then I'm going to make his a living hell, too.

I smiled at my plan and turned to my boxes. Frankly, it was rather disgusting, listening to two people smacking lips with each other, so I grabbed my iPod and stuck it in my ears. I looked out of the open window to see the sun setting… perfect. Just enough time for my routine jog.

This time I was going to jog around campus though. Not around my block in Forks. I was thankful that I was already wearing something I could jog in—I didn't want to change in front of my new roomie and his girlfriend.

I shoved the iPod into the hoodie's large pocket and looked down at my feet. I was wearing running shoes. Good.

I watched Edward in disgust one last time before exiting the room, jogging to the elevator, taking the elevator down to ground level and jogging out of the building. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going—I wasn't even paying attention to the song I was listening to. I just moved my feet with the beat of the music, my heart rate accelerating, glad to be out in the somewhat fresh air.

I looked up from the ground for the first time since I came out. It was like a ghost town out here—absolutely no one around. That didn't stop me; I kept my pace for a good five more minutes until a reached a forest line. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I wanted to go in there in case of not being able to find my way back, but I decided to go for it.

I started up again, bouncing as best I could from side to side, avoiding the rocks and stumps coming out of the forest ground. Before I knew it, it was almost pitch black out, and I was thankful that I ran in a straight line out. I turned around 180 degrees and started running more carefully in the night, watching out for things that I could easily trip on.

Before I knew it, I was back on campus, and at that point, I was glad. I was starting to worry if I was going the right way or not. To my disappointment, the music flowing soothingly through my ears stopped abruptly. I pulled out my iPod, walking into the dormitory and glaring at the tiny screen. Great my iPod died.

When I got back to my room, I made no move to be quiet. I was heading towards the closed door when I heard yelling coming from it.

"…Stop! I don't care, I love you! I thought you loved me!" I heard a voice shout. Figuring that it was the whore from earlier, since it was coming from my room, I pressed my ear against the door, listening in as best as I could.

"Tanya," I heard Edward sigh in frustration, "could you leave? I'm trying to make this easy—and you're making it terribly hard."

"Fine! I'll just go! You and your little tramp have fun here!" the girl, who I assumed was Tanya, shouted again.

"I am not a little tramp!" I heard another—different--female voice scream. Oh, dear God. That meant there were two girls potentially invading my personal stuff. Great.

I tried turning the handle and to my surprise, once again, it was unlocked. I walked in, trying to make no notice of the scene going on in there.

I remembered I still had my ear-phones tucked into my ears, and thought of a sneaky plan. My iPod was dead, so I wasn't hearing anything except the three drama queens—yes, three—shouting at each other. If my iPod was still connected to the ear-phones, but it wasn't playing anything, they'd think I would be listening to music when I'm really listening to them.

They would never know.

I stifled a laugh at how truly blind they were and walked into the room further. When I reached my bed, I stopped in my tracks, staring at it like it had wings and would fly out my window.

"What the hell?" I mumbled to myself. I looked at the bed, which already had sheet on them and was made, with a perfect pillow, etc. and saw a small white square on the sheets.

It was a letter, addressed to me.

Bella,

I saw you were gone for some reason and I decided to help you out! Edward was in the middle of a cat-fight when the rest of our friends and I came to visit him, so our friends left but I felt bad that all of your stuff was still packed in those ugly brown boxes.

So, I unpacked for you! I made your bed too.

No need to thank me, but in case you want to…

You're welcome.

Hope to talk to you soon!

Alice.

Alice. Damn. She unpacked everything… I trudged to my closet, only to open it and find all of my clothes hanging there. I made mental note to do something to repay her later on—thanks just simply wasn't enough.

I heard someone clear their throat from behind me. I hadn't even been paying attention to the bickering of my roomie and his ho's when I turned around slowly, just so see all three of them, arms crossed tightly against their chests, giving me their worst glare possible.

The sight should have terrified me. It would scare the living hell out of anyone not tough enough to stand up to Edward like I was. To me, this sight was downright hilarious.

I burst out laughing, clutching my sides for support and holding onto the corner of the wall for support. Edward's glare deepened while the two girls huffed out a breath and stormed out of the room.

When they were gone, I was done laughing. I took out the ear-buds from my ears and tossed my iPod onto my perfect bed and sighed, searching the closet for my pajamas.

"Swan," Edward growled. I put on a playful scowl, just to piss him off, and turned to face him once again.

"What?" I responded icily.

"Don't you want to know what happened?" he asked incredulously.

"Pf. No," I said, turning back to my clothes.

"Looking for these?" he asked smugly. I turned to look at him, only to see he was holding up my pajamas.

I cursed lightly under my breath. "Cullen, I know you're horny but c'mon, your own roommate's clothes? Ew." I tried my best to hide my fear. He had what I wanted to change into. I felt an ultimatum coming on.

"Take off your top and you can have the top to your pajamas," Edward ordered.

My jaw dropped. No way was I going to change in front of this pervert.

"No." I said, digging around in my closet for my other pajamas, a huge grin coming over my face when I found them. I turned back to Edward, whose face fell slightly. Probably because he wanted to see me topless; like he ever would.

"Aw, don't seem too upset," I murmured to him as I walked to the bathroom, grateful when I found a lock on the inside of the door. "By the way, I'm getting a lock for my closet!" I called back to the room.

I laughed to myself as I hopped in the shower and washed myself thoroughly. Ten minutes later, I jumped out and changed into the boxers and old baggy t-shirt that I grabbed from my closet.

I opened the bathroom door, my hair dripping onto my white t-shirt. I thought, Great. That'll be see-through soon

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