A/N: hahaha dude I love you guys so much. You guys actually dig my weird crap. Alright well in all fairness this is a pretty funny twist on Twilight. Thank you for the Favs and Story Alerts!! Alright noooo more yammering.. We're off!!!
Chapter 2
"Black dress, with the tights underneath.
I got the breath of a last cigarette on my teeth."
-3OH!3 "Don't Trust Me"
(Em POV)
Being new to this town I wasn't as nervous as I thought I would be about making friends here. I was what you would call a people person. But I never would have guessed I would already be as tight with my roommates as I was. They were a lot nicer than the girls from New York were, and didn't have the attention whore thing really going on. Eden I could tell was a little more uptight out of all of us, but I figured a good party or two would loosen her up. She was extremely clean cut looking with long straight hair. It made me think of the way Asian hair looked, all silky and perfect only it was bronze. Her skin was milky white and I lumped that with her being from Washington State. Eden wore little makeup, only soft brown eyeliner and mascara on her already think black eyelashes that hung over her tense green eyes. Eden was beautiful but I wasn't sure if she thought that way of herself.
Jasmine on the other hand, radiated confidence. Not in a cocky way though. She had fair skin for a Texan but nothing near as fair as Eden. Her eyes always looked sleepy and calm and matched her calming personality. I looked down at myself and frowned a little. I was a lot curvier than they were, making it impossible for me to wear the grandpa sweaters Eden wore or the tiny wife beater Jas had on without looking like a ho. That was the curse of big boobs. They make every outfit look like a ho outfit. I was tan compared to the two of them. And my hair was not quite as long. It was only shoulder length and I liked to keep some side swept bangs.
I watched Jas braid Eden's hair when I noticed him. Hot, blonde and bent over the hood of a nice ass Jeep. "What is that!?" I cried and my roommates turned to me in surprise.
"What is what?" Eden looked at me, alarmed. I sighed and pointed to the Jeep.
"That god over there" I watched as he continued to work on his car. "That is one fine man. Maybe he's having car problems, I should go over there and help him" I licked my lips and Jas threw her head back, laughing loudly.
"That's Ryan Hale. He's an auto tech major, he's probably just making his car better." She tied Eden's long braid off with a hair tie and tossed it over Eden's shoulder.
I pouted and sniffed. "I'm going to go talk to him" I demanded and Jas suddenly flew to her feet.
"Every girl in this school is trying to talk to him, you don't' want to come off as desperate!" she grabbed my hand and pulled me back onto the bench. "Look, the beginning of the year party is tonight, I'm sure he'll be there. We can all go and then you can talk to him looking mighty fine when we make you over." She winked and I smiled.
"Yes! I love parties. Eden you have to come" I demanded and Eden groaned.
"I guess." She whispered not all to convinced. "But I'm not drinking" she stated flatly and Jas patted her lovingly on the head.
"Well in that case, we must get ready now!" Jas pulled Eden to her feet and we all headed back to the dorm.
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(Al POV)
I swung my feet from the hood of Ryan's Jeep and listened to him convince Billy that a party tonight was a good idea. He groaned and threw a fit and tried to be antisocial but Ryan won him over in the end. The parking lot was practically empty besides us and a security guard checking the windows of cars to see if he could bust kids smoking pot of having sex.
"Do you think she'll be there?" I interrupted Billy and Ryan's banter and they both turned and stared at me.
"Who?" Ryan snapped, probably thinking it was one of his forty girlfriends. I stared at him until he flinched and punched me playfully.
"None of your hoes, Ryan" I demanded, "That blonde girl I met today, the southern one" I looked over to Billy who smirked amusedly.
"Maybe she will." Billy shrugged. "You know, if she is you're not gonna want her to see you wearing that. You should probably find the perfect outfit for tonight" He chuckled lightly and Ryan gasped.
"That was really low dude" He whispered to Billy. I swallowed deeply. Even though I knew Billy was joking, he had now planted that subconscious seed in my mind to find the perfect outfit for tonight, and I was now officially going to hate my entire closet.
"You know, you're a real dick" I cried jumping from the hood of the car and skulking back to our dorm with the two of them chuckling at my feet. As I rounded the corner swearing I ran into someone. Hard. I looked down at the poor girl that had run into my chest and was now rubbing small circles into her forehead. She had the straightest longest hair I had ever seen. And she was probably the only red head I had ever seen without that goofy orange hair. This was actually a cherry red color with hints of chestnut. Whoever had done this dye job should be given an award. I offered her my hand and pulled her to her feet.
"Whoa, you alright?" I studied her carefully deciding that, although a beautiful girl, she was a little to classical looking.
"Yeah I'm fine, thank you" she responded politely. She scanned the hallway quickly and I saw her blush lightly at something behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Billy chewing his lip feverishly and Ryan wandering aimless circles as he texted some desperate girl. I followed the girls gaze again. Was she actually looking at Billy over Ryan?! I was shocked, and actually a little more respectful of this girl.
"I'll see you around then." I patted her shoulder and smiled and she smiled back before practically dancing down the hallway.
"You know for someone who just ran into you, that girl was pretty damn graceful" Ryan snorted shoving his way into our room.
"I noticed" Billy said quietly and I laughed.
"Yeah I bet you did!" I shoved him before disappearing into my closet. "Hey, do you guys think I should wear something a little southern?" I shouted and Ryan shoved his head around the corner.
"The most southern thing you own is a Norma Jean shirt" he demanded (A/N: if you guys don't know Norma Jean is a dirty south rock band… I actually kind of hate them all they do is scream, lol)
I sighed and shoved through piles and piles of band shirts, finally deciding on a slim fit Manchester Orchestra shirt. I settled on a pair of dark jeans and my checkered vans. I sifted through all of my belts and decided on a green studded one. I shuffled into the bathroom pushing Billy aside to shave his face on the far side of the sink so that I could monopolize the mirror. I put a tiny bit of gel in my fingers so that my hair didn't look like a crunchy mess and brushed some messy bangs into my face before messing up the back and sides.
"You kind of look like an emo kid" Billy declared sticking tiny pieces of toilet paper to his chin and cheeks.
"You kind of look like Hellraiser" I snapped, flicking my fingers through my hair one last time. I sprayed on a little bit of cologne when Ryan stormed in, pirating my good Burberry.
"There's no way I'm gonna smell like ass looking this damn good" he grunted, completing fogging the bathroom up with cologne. By the time me and Billy fell out into the bedroom we all wreaked of Burberry for men.
I looked at Billy and frowned. "Please change dude" I sighed and Ryan was quickly at my side, nodding his head in agreement. Billy wrinkled his nose and I pulled him into my closet. "Here, wear this Bright Eyes shirt. You freakin' love Bright Eyes" I threw the shirt into Billy's arms and looked for a belt to match his outfit.
"I don't know how you guys listen to all that crap, it's so depressing" Ryan folded his arms over his chest as Billy pulled the shirt over his head.
"Just because it has more substance than rap music, doesn't make it depressing" I defended and Ryan laughed.
"There's plenty of substance in rap music" he defended
"Like what?"
"… boats and hoes, dude, boats and hoes" he raised his eyebrows and laughed. I smirked and followed him out to the living room.
"Are we ready to go?" Ryan demanded, grabbing the keys to the apartment. We wouldn't need to take a car to the party it was in walking distance.
"Billy doesn't look like a dirty hobo and we look painfully good" I stated. Ryan nodded in agreement and we all slipped out the door, flicking the light off to our dorm.
A/N: It's the fuckin' Catalina Wine Mixer!!! Lol the boats and hoes thing was from Stepbrothers just so you know and I don't own that either. Nor do I own any of the bands listed throughout this story.
