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BPOV
"Bella, just a few more minutes, okay?" Alice said while blowdrying my wet braided hair.
"How long does it take to make my hair wavy?" I asked.
"Just hold still Bella!" Alice undid my braids and combed through my hair. "There. You officially have beach hair."
"Makeup time!!" Rosalie poured out all of her and Alice's makeup. They took turns applying a sheer blush and a copper eyeshadow. I adjusted my white knit blouse and dark ripped shorts.
"You look like a total babe." Alice complimented. "You'll score that modeling gig in no time!"
I grabbed my bag and slipped on my flip flops. "Thanks guys. You really didn't have to do all of this," I gestured to my bed, which was covered in all of my clothes.
"No problem, Bella. Blow those executives away." Rose said while gathering up her makeup. I waved them goodbye and walked out the door.
EPOV
"Emmett, you seriously want me to hide in the closet?" I asked as he pushed me into the crowded closet. "All right! All right!! I'll get in there!"
"Shh. Bella's coming up. Stay quiet." I left the door a tiny bit opened and watched.
"Hello Bella. It's so nice to see you again," I heard Emmett's voice greet her. Holy hell. That Bella girl was hot. Her smooth, creamy legs jutted out from her shorts, making them seem endless. She had long chocolate brown locks with eyes to match.
"It's nice to see you too, Mr. McCarty."
"Emmett," He corrected. "So Bella, do you think you can be a Hollister model?"
"I can. I may not exactly look like Cali material, but I think I can be a good model."
"Confidence. Very good. You like the clothes, of course. Am I right?"
"Of course."
"How old are you?"
"I'm 21," she answered, tossing her hair back. I gripped on the wall to keep from barging out there and jumping her right then and there.
"In college?"
"Yes, I go to UCLA and I'm studying Pediatric Dentistry."
"So that's nearby. I think you'll make a fine model, Bella."
"Thank you so much," she flashed him her brilliant white smile.
"Just sign these papers and I'll have someone show you around." She stood up as he looked for the papers. Suddenly, Emmett's assistant rushed in with a cup of soda and crashed into Bella, spilling it all over her white shirt. I unclasped my grip from the wall and fell out of the closet.
BPOV
Ugh. My shirt's all wet.
-Bam-
I looked and saw a guy who fell out of the closet. "Dear god," I heard him whisper when he saw me.
"Um, Emmett? How come some random guy fell out of the closet?"
"Um, well, you see... Oh! The papers are in another room! I'll get them for you!" He quickly rushed out of the room.
"Who are you?" I asked him. He got up and ran a hand through his disheveled hair.
"Um, I-I'm Edward Cullen. I'm a model here."
"And that's a reason to be in a closet?"
"Uh..."
"Bella! Just sign these papers and I'll have Edward here take you down to get a fresh shirt. I'm terribly sorry," Emmett said when he came back. I skimmed through the contracts and signed them.
"Edward, Bella. Bella, Edward. Edward, can you take Bella to the dressing room for a new shirt?" Edward nodded and led me to the elevator. I noticed he couldn't stop staring at my chest.
"Hello? I'm up here ya know?" I waved at his face. "And did you even press the button?" I pressed it several times.
"Hey don't do that you'll--" The elevator music stopped.
"Great," I mumbled. Stuck in an elevator with some hot perv.
EPOV
I sighed. "I'm sorry about the staring."
"It's fine, I guess," I heard her mumble. "Just don't do anything funny or I'll report you."
I smirked. "Don't worry. I don't take random girls I just met."
"You look like a guy who would do that."
I walked closer to her, putting my arms on each side of her. I brought my face close to hers. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"
Her breath hitched. "Both. More of an insult."
I leaned in closer, smelling her fragrance. Strawberries. "Ouch. That hurt my ego."
"Good. You need it." She adjusted her wet shirt and I heard her phone ring. She covered my mouth with one hand and took out her phone with the other.
"Jacob? Thank god you made it safe. How Charlie and Billy?" She said in a relieved tone. I took advantage of this and kissed her palm lightly, peppering tiny kisses until she snapped her phone shut and slapped me.
"Smug."
"It was so worth it." She rolled her eyes, but I saw she had a small smile on her face. My eyes made my way back to her chest, her blue bra showing through. I silently thanked god and turned away before she saw me again. My legs got tired of standing and I sat down. She followed in suit.
"Tell me something about yourself," I asked suddenly.
"Like...?"
"For starters, did you grow up in California?"
"No, I was born in Forks, Washington, and my parent divorced, so me and my mom moved around a lot. Then she met Phil and we stayed here. You?"
"I lived in Alaska for 2 years, then moved here. My parents have been married since I was born."
"Why were you in the closet."
"Um, my brother wanted me to see if you looked like Hollister material."
"So you hide in the closet."
"Yup." She started laughing at me.
We took turns, asking random questions until a janitor found us.
I turned back to her. "Listen, to make up for my obnoxious behavior, let me take you to dinner." I glanced at my phone. 4:00. We've been in that elevator for 6 fucking hours.
"Well....OK." She grabbed a post it and wrote down her number and address. "Pick me up at 7ish?"
I gave her a smile. "Sure. See you then." Score.
BPOV
"Alice! Rosalie! I made it!!" I called while locking the door.
"That's great Bella! But why is your shirt all wrinkly and sticky?" Alice felt the bottom of my shirt.
"The executive's assistant bumped into me with a soda. And then some random guy fell out of the closet."
They both looked at me like I had grown an extra head and shrugged.
"And...I have a date tonight." I added under my breath. The both squealed like banshees.
"Who?!?!"
"Um, the guy who fell out of the closet. Edward Cullen."
"Wow. Is he good looking?" Rose asked.
"Beyond," I admitted. "But he's kinda egotistical."
"Just don't let him get into your pants."
"I won't. He's been trying to ever since the elevator got stuck but I guess he gave up."
Alice and Rosalie burst into giggles.
"What should I wear? He's picking me up at 7."
"Well where is he taking you?" Rosalie asked.
"I really don't know. He's surprising me."
"Well, I'd go for casual. A sundress?"
"I have a few. Help me pick out one." Alice walked into my bedroom, picking out a navy blue sundress.
"It'll look good against your skin," Rosalie commented.
"Any makeup?" I asked.
"Touch up on a few things, maybe a darker eyeshadow," Alice said, grabbing my palette. "I'd say these two together." She pointed to a vanilla colored shadow with a sheer sliver one. I removed all my makeup and applied the eyeshadows that Alice had picked out, along with mascara and lipgloss.
"Do we need to spend the night at Rose's apartment?" Alice asked with a wicked glint in her eyes.
"You're the ones who said he shouldn't get in my pants."
"Well, we'll decide when he picks you up," Rosalie said.
I rolled my eyes and walked into the living room to watch TV.
...
The doorbell rang. 7:00. Exactly on time. I stood up to get the door, but Alice beat me to it.
"Hi. Hold on. Bella!!!" Alice's voice rang through the apartment we shared.
"I was right here you know," I walked next to her. I looked at Edward. He had very dark pants on and a button down shirt. "Hi, Edward."
He gave me a crooked smile. "Hi Bella."
Rosalie leaned in to whisper, "We'll be at my place." I glared at her before stepping out.
I waved goodbye before Edward and I went in the elevator.
"Do you live with them?"
"Only Alice, the short one. Rosalie lives in the apartment across ours, so she comes here a lot."
"And you go to UCLA?"
"Yeah, you probably overheard it while you were in the closet," I said.
"Still not letting that go,huh?"
"Nope."
We made it down to the lobby and he led me to his car.
"A volvo?"I asked.
"Yup."
We drove listening to the radio, stopping at a little Italian restaurant.
"Do you like Italian?"
"I love Italian food," I answered, getting out of the car. The hostess greeted us, scratch that, Edward, and led us to a table.
"Starters?" The woman asked Edward, but he made no eye contact with her. "Bread basket?"
"Yes, right away," she said, leaning on the table to write down the order. Edward still had his eyes on me. She sighed and made her way back to the kitchen.
I immediately burst into giggles.
"What?"
"That woman just flashed you."
Edward shuddered. "I don't prefer women that are older than me. And her boobs look fake anyway."
I continued to laugh quietly when the waitress came back to the bread, giving me no attention at all.
"Any drinks?" Edward gestured to me. I looked at the menu.
"White Russian?" It was almost a question.
She nodded and turned back to Edward. "I'll have the same." She smiled at him again before turning to leave. I nibbled on the end of a bread stick as he talked.
"Just out of the blue, but who was your first kiss?"
I smiled at the memory. "I was 13. My first boyfriend, Jasper Whitlock. We kissed under his peach tree and a peach fell on his head."
His face was now very serious, his forehead wrinkled together. "Jasper Whitlock?"
"Yeah, he moved in ninth grade, though."
"He's my brother."
My eyes widened. "No."
"I'm serious! My parents adopted him after his dad and mom died in a car crash."
I suddenly remembered the day, a few days after we'd broken up, he told me over the phone when he was in the hospital.
"I remember the day." We dropped the subject.
"So Emmett's your brother too, then?"
"Yeah, he was adopted before Jasper. Jasper never told me he kissed you, or got hit in the head with a peach." I smiled and continued to eat my bread stick.
...
"You ready to leave?" Edward asked.
I nodded my head and stood up. He handed the check book to the waitress and held the door out for me. I didn't expect this side of Edward.
It was raining outside, and we dashed to the car, my hair getting a bit damp.
"Holy crap! We're gonna slip and crash if you go so fast!"
He just laughed and parked in front of my building. He walked me to my apartment.
"Don't you want to stay for a bit? The rain's picking up." I gave him my best smile.
"OK, but when the rain slows down a bit, I'm gonna go. Emmett's probably thinking I'm at it with you."
I rolled my eyes."No funny business, though." I took his jacket to hang. "I'm just gonna change into something more comfortable." I closed my door behind me, and saw an envelope taped onto my mirror. I opened it, taking out five packets wrapped in foil. Damn Alice and Rosalie. I hid them under my bed and read the note:
Just in case... Have fun.
~ A & R
Oh they're gonna get it. I picked out my favorite silk shorts and an old t shirt that I never gave back to Jacob. I went back to the living room, finding Edward not on the couch, but playing on the piano my mom bought for me when I got this apartment. He played a soft melody. I walked quietly and stood behind him.
"You're standing behind me, aren't you?"
"You could hear me?" I sat next to him. He laughed and looked at the pictures on top of the piano. He focused on the one with me and Jacob at prom.
"Who's that?"
Jealousy. His mood swings are gonna start give me whiplash. "That's Jacob Black. He's my best friend."
He nodded, but never took his eyes off the picture. "I couldn't get a date, alright? He offered."
He laughed again before trailing his pale fingers across the keys. The rain started to stop.
"I should get going." He smiled wickedly. "Unless you want us to..."
"No." I grabbed his coat and threw it at him.
"One request, then?"
"Nothing irrational."
" A kiss," He stated. I grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling his face to mine. I felt him smirk under my lips and his pressed his harder to mine, his arms trailing lower down my back. I slapped his hands and he set them on my waist, never breaking the kiss.
I pulled away after what it seemed like forever. "Goodnight Edward."
He smiled triumphantly.
"We're just friends," I said.
"Friends that happen to make out with each other," he added. I pushed him out the door and waved. My lips still lingered with the taste of his. Boy, I loved that taste so much.
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