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CHAPTER 2: A CHALLENGE, PERHAPS?

EPOV

I am dead bored with the girls in Forks. Not that I don't enjoy them. I do. Almost all of them. The problem is that they are so predictable. A few sweet words and I've got them right where I want them, which is usually my bed. Tonight was a Lauren night. There used to be a lot of Lauren nights, but she seems to be obsessed with a relationship. Blah. Anyway, it was around nine when I heard the bell. Before I even got down the stairs my twin sister, Alice, had already opened the door and began her mocking of Lauren. She never quite got what Alice was doing, which made me laugh to myself as well.

"Those shoes are so cute, Lauren! Very, very street-corner chic!" I heard Alice say. That was her way of saying they looked like hooker shoes.

Lauren misunderstood and replied, "Oh I know, aren't they?! Except they aren't that great to walk down the street in! They're too high!"

It brought a smile to my face and as her shoes came into my view. They were rather high, making her tower over Alice. The platform was clear with a wide silver strings tying up to her knee. Alice was right, definitely hooker shoes. I continued to look up her legs to see she had worn a pair of very short denim shorts and a tee that had been cut to show off her midriff. I reached her face, which was done in heavy makeup with a smile still on my face. She must have thought my smile was for a different reason as she rushed past Alice and planted a kiss on my lips. Her tongue immediately began begging for entrance as she pushed it into my teeth, which I allowed. Her hands snaked into my back pockets and she squeezed at my butt. She started to move to my neck, licking up and down, more like a dog, while I opened my eyes and saw Alice doing all she could to hold in her laughter. She snorted, which caused Lauren to give me a peck on the lips and pull me up the stairs with her. She knew her way to my bedroom, typical. As soon as she open the door she pulled me on top of her on my black leather couch. I pulled away from her and looked down. She opened her swollen lips to speak, but I knew what was coming next.

"Edward, baby, when are you gonna make us official? Aren't I enough for you?" she said while attempting to pout sexily.

"Lauren, you know I can't do that," I said preparing to use the same line I always use. "If I made us official, then do you know how many of the guys at school would be so jealous? They would all try to kick my ass! You are so sexy, babe, it's not fair for me to have you all to myself." Playing on her vanity was the only way with her.

"I know baby, but I love you," she said. If desperation had a smell, it would be her perfume. I smiled down at her, ready to use line number two off the broken record that was mine and Lauren's conversations.

"Baby, I know that, and you know I love you too. That's why I have to let you be free." A smile came to her face, so I know that I had won. Again, surprise.

"What movie do you wanna watch?" I said, pointing her towards my DVD collection. She used to bring over the worst movies, but since trying to be exclusive she would pick out of my collection and sit through trying to understand what was going on. She stood in front of the shelf, purposely bending over to show off the body to me. She did have a body. I could feel my body reacting to her movements, as it did every time she did the same moves. I saw her pull out one and brought it back to me, again kind of like a dog playing fetch.

"Here," she said, thrusting it into my hands. 12 Angry Men. I actually loved this movie, but knew she wouldn't understand most of it, let alone allow me to enjoy it. I got up from the couch and put the movie in, watching as the credits began rolling. I turned to see Lauren, looking curiously at me. "Is there something wrong with the TV? It's in black and white."

I had to remember that one for later. Alice appreciated whenever Lauren said something stupid. "Uh, yeah," I said looking at the screen. "I'll have to have someone look at it tomorrow. Do you mind still watching it?" I looked at her waiting for a response.

"Oh sure," she said, eyeing the seat next to her. "We won't be watching for long anyway."

I sat down next to her as she moved to be on my lap, pulling her arms around her and onto her skin. She was warm and, as always, it felt like she had coated herself in lotion before coming over. I knew I was right when I pulled my hands up, seeing that they were now covered in glitter. I hate getting that off my skin.

We sat watching the movie for a while, well, I did at least. Lauren kept moving against my groin, no doubt trying to get me hot. It was working, after all I was a man. I knew she could feel that I was hard through our clothing as she turned her head to me with a mildly seductive smile.

"I know you want to Eddie," she purred into my ear. I hated when she called me that. "Don't worry I want to too." She pulled my hand down with hers into the front of her jean shorts. I pretended to be surprised by this as she pulled our hands out a second later and got off me, heading towrads the bathroom with her bag in hand. Just when I thought she was gonna sit through the whole movie. Damn.

I watched as she closed the door to the bathroom, saying, "I've got something special for you tonight!"

"I bet!" I said, making it over to my window and taking my shirt off. I knew she liked when it looked like I was getting ready for her too. I was about to close the window when I saw an unfamiliar figure in the window of Charlie Swan's home. It was a girl. A young girl, definitely around my age. She was pulling things out of a bag on a bed, putting one of to the side of the window and a second on what must have been a ledge below the window.

"Just one more minute baby!" Lauren called out. As much as I enjoyed a girl getting dressed up, I didn't see why someone would take so long to put something on only to take it back off.

I continued watching the girl in the window. I couldn't see all her features, but her long brown hair fell past her shoulders and around her face. I saw that she had taken out clothing and before registering what was going on, she had removed her shirt, leaving her in a dark-colored bra and jeans. She moved around the room as I stood watching from the window. As far as I could tell, she was pretty and had a nice set of curves. I smiled at my luck that she didn't see me, especially because she was what I was going to picture in my head in a few minutes. Someone new. Seconds later, she turned to the window and must have seen me as she jumped. I knew she couldn't see all of me, as the lights had been dimmed in my room since Lauren arrived. She moved her arms in front of her and continued to look out the window, perhaps trying to see my face. I decided I wanted to see what she would do knowing I caught her looking too. I raised my arm from my side and waved at her. If it was one of the girls I knew, she would've taken off the rest of her clothes right then and there. That is why I am sure I don't know her. She immediately pulled the blinds on the window, ending what was definitely out first meeting. I laughed to myself. Finally, a challenge.

Just as I'm thinking this, out steps Lauren from the bathroom, now clad in a…well I'm not sure who she is, but she'll tell me in a minute anyway.

"How do you like this little red riding hood?" she says, moving the hood from her face to reveal she has added makeup in the bathroom as well. I think of how I hope the brunette will look when I finally see her up close. Big eyes, I'm not sure what color, big lips, and perfect skin. I put all my concentration in pretending that Lauren is this new girl. She walks towards me and pushes on my chest until I hit my bed.

Let's do this, new girl.