"Alice, noooooooo." It was Friday night and my best friend was trying to dress me in a backless black dress that came to mid thing, and spiky black heels that I could definitely see myself falling over in. My hair was already falling in soft dark curls down my back and my face glowed with 'natural' makeup.
Rosalie looked me up and down critically while I cringed under her gaze. Rose was straight talking as they come, never taking no for an answer, and honestly a little scary. But she was the most ferociously loyal, fun, downright hilarious friend I'd ever had.
"You look so totally fuckable, babe." She announced, nodding in approval. "Well done Alice."
Alice did a little curtsy, like an artist acknowledging praise for her masterpiece, and raised her eyebrows at me sternly. "No complaining Bells, we are on the pull tonight. It's been ages since any of us got any action, and I am sick of you mooning over my stupid brother who can't even be bothered to come and see how HOT you are."
"He's busy and miles away Alice! And I'm not 'mooning'.. what even is mooning?"
"Isn't that when you flash your ass?" Rose said helpfully.
"So I'm flashing my ass over Edward now am I?" I asked, beginning to laugh.
Alice laughed too, "Well whatever you're doing, it stops tonight. You can flash that fine ass at someone else. We are hot, independent women, and we are not leaving that party without at least a kiss each. Are you both with me?"
I looked at my friends, thinking they'd have no problem at all. They were complete opposites; Alice tiny and dark, with mischievous, sparkling green eyes, and Rosalie tall, blonde and willowy with defiant blue eyes. They were both beautiful.
Rosalie scoffed. "Easy. Not that anyone remotely good looking will be there."
"That's the spirit! Sort of.. let's go girls!"
Three hours later, and I was most definitely not sober. I stood, swaying in the middle of the dance floor slowly, keeping my eye on Alice, who was giggling and fluttering her eyelashes whilst sitting in the lap of some guy, who seemed to be unable to tear his eyes away from her in wonderment. Rose had disappeared outside with Emmett, her on-off boyfriend who I assumed it was now back 'on' with after a few weeks of giving him the cold shoulder. It was starting to look like I was the only one not getting kissed tonight, and as I saw Mike fighting his way across the busy room to get to me, I decided I was alright with that. I ducked behind a grinding couple and wobbled my way on the crippling stilettos to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of tequila and heading upstairs to find a quiet room. I found the bathroom and teetered in, locking the door behind me and finally easing my poor abused feet out of the killer heels. I took one look at the blisters decorating my toes and took a few gulps of tequila to numb the pain. Making my way over to the mirror, I peered at myself and sighed. My makeup was still intact, if a little smudged round the eyes, and my hair had a slightly wild look about it from all the dancing earlier. My dress had slipped down, revealing quite a sizeable amount of cleavage. What would my father say?
My phone, stuffed down my bra for safekeeping in this damn pocketless dress, vibrated suddenly, shocking me and making me hoot with laughter. Yep, definitely not sober.
How's the party? E
I concentrated hard on the keypad, saying whatever came into my mind.
Only one noot kissed... mike last resort hahahahaa. Soo sorry for flashing my bum xXxx :)
I had a strange feeling I should not be texting Edward in this state, but I swatted it away and made myself comfortable, lying on the bathroom floor with my legs up against the bathtub.
Baby have you been drinking? Do NOT kiss Mike. And put your gorgeous ass away!
Ahhhh baby. That's nice.
Only tequila! Helping foot pain. He's not who I wanna kisss but that boys isnt here/
His reply came immediately.
Drink lots of water before you sleep. Who is this guy? Be safe, Bella.
My phone buzzed with an unidentified number calling before I could text back, and I chuckled in boozy pleasure before putting on a seductive voice.
"You, Edward." I purred. "I want to kiss only youuuu."
"Bella?" Rose sounded highly amused. "Why do you sound ill? Was that supposed to be sexy? It's just me on Emmet's cell, sorry.. Come quick and help me get Alice off this guy."
I hung up in confusion and fought with the stubborn lock on the bathroom for a few minutes before stumbling out into the hallway, straight into a big tree.
"Whoa steady!" The tree started shaking with laughter and pushed me back gently. I looked up at it and noticed it had dark skin and beautiful eyes, and a wide smile. I smiled back at it kindly.
"You are very nice looking, for a tree." I told it, making my way past it as it's laughter increased.
I carried on back downstairs to find Rose dragging Alice out the door. Alice was blowing kisses at the poor hypnotised boy, and Rose saw me and rolled her eyes as she explained. "Neighbours called the cops, we're outta here."
"Go go go!" I yelled as I grabbed our coats and shooed Alice out behind Rose. The cops included my dad, and I really didn't want to explain why I was here instead of watching chick flicks in my pjs at Alice's house. Alice cooed "Byeee, Jazz!" as we piled into Rose's BMW and screeched out of there at high speed- the only speed Rose travels at, and for once, I was thankful for that.
Safely back at Alice's, before I fell asleep that night, I drank a big glass of water and texted Edward.
Back safe, sorry about earlier. Call you tomorrow. B
