Angel: WOOT CHAPTER 3!!!
Nam: -glaring-
Angel: Still mad that this is a Becca and Ed fic!
Nam: I refused to speak to you
Angel: You kinda just did
Nam: DAMN IT!
The song for this chapter is- Don't Trust ME by 3OH!3
Midnight Sun
Alice POV
Kidnapping Bella?
Check
Makeovers?
Check
Rose smiling for the first time in a week to me?
Check
A hunky mall cop at my side?
Unfortunately not.
One of the things that I used to convinced the girls to due the show was in fact a insiders way into the newest club in town, Midnight Sun. Ok that was mainly to get Rose on my side, not so much Bella but still. My cousin Irinia's boyfriend was a bouncer there and he loved me; we'd be in within five minutes tops. I was in the living room, touching up on my lip gloss in a mirror Rose kept over the television. I looked down at my outfit and smiled. I bought it the other day at the mall with Jazzy. It was designed like a bright pink halter top dress with red beading along the bust line. I also " borrowed " Bella's red flower petal necklace to finish off the look.
" Alright guys what's are fake names!!!!" Rose proclaimed. She was the backup plan incase Irina's man decided to hate me tonight. A tall skinny blond in a red mini dress, no man would be able to resist! Her hair was primped and curled for the event, and her makeup was invisible except for the eyeshadow. Her red dress was strapless and went down to her upper thigh with short white leggings underneath. She had on her " lucky " pink bangle which she wore every time we went out to a club. After a nasty incident with a facebook stalker, we all decided it would be best that before we go out to come up with fake names.
" I don't know what I'm gonna be " I said with a huff, I always came out up with the best names but tonight I was drawing a blank.
" How about Mrs. Whitlock?" Rose teased.
I stuck my tongue out at her. There was no way I was gonna be Mrs. Whitlock, I would never hear the end of it.
" I'm calling Lucy Whitlock!" Rose said. When I looked at her flabbergasted she just replied, " What!? It's a cool last name!"
" Lucy? Rose you are no Lucy!" Bella said, her shoes in her hands and not on her feet. She walked in from the kitchen, looking uncomfortable in the dress I picked out for her. I don't know why though, she looked hot! I picked out for her a light purple dress that went down to her knees like she liked! IT was strapless and on the tip of it, it was a deep blue strip. The dress was very tight on her showed, unlike most of her clothes, that she had curves. Her makeup was light to none like Rose's cause her skin was naturally glowing and we didn't want to ruin that. She had no blush on, cause I knew that she was going to blush a lot to night with all the stares she was gonna get with that dress on.
" Fine, I is now Rosalie Whitlock! Alice what will you be?"
" I guess I'll go with my given name, Mary and...............something else"
Bella looked down at her shoes and smiled, " Laura Brandon "
" What?!" wow Bella had stumped Rose, that takes talent.
" These shoes are made by Laura Brandon. She can be Mary Laura Brandon " Bella concluded
" Mary Brandon, that's perfect!" I was now Mary Brandon, " And what will you be called oh dear Bella? "
" I am Marie Swan, I have no idea who this Bella who you speak of is!" she said in a British accent
" Nice. "
" Is it true Miss. Brandon that there's some kind of theme going on tonight at the opening?" Rosalie asked
" Yup, but it's also true that we won't know what it is until we get there! Which to me sounds like poor planning. I mean come on we could look awesome and complement the theme if they would only -"
I was gagged by Rose and wasn't allowed to speak the entire ride to Midnight Sun. Gees talk about party poopers.
Edward POV ( yes I know, le gasp! )
I hate Alice right now. For suggesting that I go to this stupid club opening.
I hate Irinia for telling Alice about that club in the first place.
I was going into my first year of med school next year and I didn't see how this was going to help me in anyway. My parents, bless their souls, said they would pay for my education but next year I was going to have to move out. I tried to move out when I first got into college, but after dealing with never ending partying roommates, I decided my 3rd year that maybe staying home was alittle safer. Em on the other hand, never our parents home left claiming,
" IF IT AIN'T BROKE DON'T FIX IT EDDIE!"
How they survived, I will never know. But now mom seemed to have enough and gave us till the end of the summer to move out with all of our stuff cause anything left would be sold in her start of a new school year annual yard sale. If I didn't love her, I would hate that woman. We spent the last weeks of school searching for an apartment but nothing seemed to come up. The only opening was in Alice's apartment building and even though I loved her, that was not an option. I was already forcing myself to live with Em, I didn't need the whole family there. Alice was lucky, she found girls to move in with in her freshman year!
Oh well Alice wasn't my main problem right now, Em was.
I hate my brother for agreeing to drag me in order to " scope out some ladies. "
I hate myself for asking what the fuck that even meant.
But most of all I FUCKING HATE THIS SHIRT!!!!
I was twenty-five and thus could dress myself, but this shirt was making me question that. Em had hear that the bar needed help as bartenders and decided to to apply for the job for both of us. The application was in fact a test though, survive opening night and you got the job. Really I think they just wanted some free labour for the first night or something. It was the uniform they gave us that was killing me.
A black long sleeve shirt with wool or some other type of material in the interior that made it unbearable and dark colored pants. I had to undo the first two buttons on the shirt to make it alittle better but it was still itching in the sleeves.
" DUDE YOU READY!?" Em shouted. We had an intercom system in the house, there was no need to shout and yet he either didn't care or wanted to annoy me. Most likely both. I gave up on the shirt and went downstairs to meet my brother who had made some " adjustments " to his uniform.
" YOU RIPPED THE SLEEVES OFF!?"
" They itched!" he whinnied
" Dude you better hope that they don't want that shirt back when we don't get the job"
" What are you talking about! We're young, have a vast knowledge and if I don't say so myself I am pretty damn smexy!" Em said flexing his muslcles at me.
" Gee, thanks bro " I rolled my eyes. That was Em for you, but you learned to love him for it.
" Aww don't be jealous Eddie, your cute too!"
Alice and Em where the only people in the world who I would allow to call me Eddie. I used to hate it, and I still do, but after ten years of fighting it, I grew to ignore them.
Em decided to take his Jeep there, and seeing how he brought me as well it meant that he had no intendiction to find some girls that night. Thank God, I loved Em but he had a habit of picking up girls who were pretty but as dull as rocks. No wait that's cruel of me to say that.
It's insulting to rocks everywhere.
Bella POV
I swear if I didn't love her I would hate Alice. ( FEAR THE ECHO! )
Irinia's boyfriend was on break so we sat outside for a good five minutes before Rose got pissed off. She and Alice walked up to the bouncer but I stayied behind and watched. I would love to have their confidence, even for a day. The man smiled and opened the door and for a moment it looked like they were gonna leave me, before Alice turned around and screamed,
" BELLA GET YOUR CUTE ASS OVER HERE!"
Wow Alice, subety it not her thing I guess.
I walked over feeling the stares of everyone around me. Thanks Alice, just thanks. Alice grabbed my hand and the man looked over me but didn't move to open the door like he did before. Rose huffed in annoyance before he did, but he was staring at me the whole time I was there. I knew that stare. It was the, " why is a girl like you hanging out with them " stare, AND I LOATHED IT!
I wasn't a model pretty like Rose nor was a pixie like loveable doll like Alice. I was a sarcastic, sometimes unknowingly rude, smart girl next door. They were one step away from being models. I was so out of their league, it was almost depressing. The strobe lights of the club blinding us when we were walking in.
" Here you go ladies " a smooth voice said next to me. I looked up to see a man alittle taller then me, with blond hair and blue eyes. He was cute and was staring at me with a weird expression in his eyes. He handed me some kind of mask. I look over at my friends and saw they had already put on there's. Alice's mask was black and only covered her eyes. Around the edges of the eye hole was a thin gold outline. At the top of the top of the mask was what looked to be thousands of black feathers with gold and black ribbons falling off the side of the mask.
" Look I'm a bird!" she exclaimed
Rose's mask, matched her dress perfectly. It was a shade of blood red with golden bordered eyes like Alice's. At the top was a pearl-like jewel which her red and black feather came out of. The edges of the mask was a black lace material.
" Guess I'm a showgirl or something " Rose giggled.
I looked down at my own mask. It was lavender mask, that like my friends only covered my eyes and not my whole face. Small light purple butterflies littered the mask with a rhinestone shaped butterfly at the base of my nose.
" I'm a butterfly?" I questioned. Before I could look at my mask any longer, Rose attached my mask on for me and Alice dragged us up the stairs to a table with a small reserved sign on it. This bar was awesome! IT was one floor with a small upstairs area for tables. The table Alice got us was at the railing of the bar and we could see everything. Below us were small tables that could only fit about two people at best and across them was the bar. The bar table had neon lights placed inside and its light was visible from upstairs. On the left side of the bar was the dance floor and in the corner was DJ Magic.......or whatever he was called. A man stood behind the bar and seemed to be instructing three other guys on how the bar flowed and their job fully.
One of them was huge, like pro wrestler huge; it was kinda scary. I could never date someone that big, I'd be scaried they would roll over in the middle of the night and kill me! The next guy was ok. He was tall and very skinny, almost bone skinny. The next guy was, for lack of a better term, gorgeous. His hair was a copperish color he was laughing at something the older gentleman had said. Too bad he was out of my league. He was up there with Rose, though that doesn't stop me from daydreaming.
" Hey there!" a waitress said intruding on my daydream. We all turned away from the rail and saw the girl infront of us.
She was taller than most girls I knew and she didn't look to be older than me, maybe even younger. She was about five foot nine but her most outspoken feature was her hair. It was shorter then girls back home had, almost looking like a boy's hair cut. It was blond and was tied back into two twin pigtails on the side of her head both measuring only about a finger's length. Through both pigtails there was a pink strip of hair and one more in the front. The front of her hair had a chunk hanging down that looked it should have been pulled back into a side swept bang but had fallen sometime during the day. Around her neck was a red collar with a stainless steel heart attached to it. She was dressed in a white button up shirt with a black apron over it, faded jeans and old sneakers.
She handed each of us a menu and said,
"Hi ladies. My name is Kari and I'll be your server. How are you doing tonight?" she asked.
Rose blutered out, " Awesome hair! Where did you get it done?"
" Would you believe me if I told you that I got this out of a bottle?" she said giggling
" NO WAY!" Alice exclaimed, " I've been trying to get a perfect shade of red highlights for my hair and nothing seems to work! I've tried hair salons, creams, bottles and nothing seems to work!"
" Personally I use Nourish highlights, BUT MAKE SURE YOU FOLLOW THOSE DIRECTIONS CAREFULLY! When it says ten minutes IT MEANS TEN MINUTES! Not seven, not eleven, TEN ON THE DOT!" Kari was still talking hair care when, Rose and I ditched them for the dance floor. Rose was trying to teach me a new move when the mask guy walked up behind me.
" May I have a dance?" he asked in an attempted smooth voice. He sounded better earlier, now he just sounded...........drunk. I turned to see if Rose would help me escape but she was dancing with a man I'd never seen before. She looked to be enjoying herself, and I didn't have the heart to tear her apart from him cause I couldn't dance with a guy for one song.
" Sure " I put my hand in his hand and he dragged me to the center of the floor and away from Rose.
Oh crapola.
Don't Trust Me by 3OH!3 came on and he started dancing off the beat. I doubt he even knew where the beat even was! BY now I wasn't even dancing, I was just jumping up and down trying to escape this. I was baking up when he did a weird spin move and ended up behind me.
He was rubbing himself all over me!!!! EWW I NEED TO BATHE!!!! It's when I felt him rub his junk on my leg that I had enough. I turned around and glared him.
" I'm sorry, but my friends are probably looking for me." I said in my calm very fake British accent
" It's ok. " he grabbed my hand and kissed it. I had to resist the urge to slap him. I tried to leave but he wouldn't let my hand go.
" Can I get your name? " he said pouting. It was creepy to see a grown man pout like a three year old.
" Marie Swan" I said ripping my hand out of his hand and running towards the bar.
" I'M MIKE NEWTON!"
Edward POV
" Are you sure you don't want to go on a date? We can get pass that whole not speaking English thing." the girl in front me pleaded. She had short red hair and green eyes. She seemed to be smart, she even understood alittle of the french I was speaking but she keep picturing me naked in her mind which was disgusting in many ways.
" Je suis désolé, mais vous me dégoûtez de chaque façon! Partez s'il vous plaît" Ok that was rude, but she needs to leave!
" Ok " she said frowning, grabbed her coke and walked off.
" Now that was mean!" Em took french with me, thinking he could impress the ladies with the language of love, and understood what I just said.
" It's not like she understood what I was saying!" I said but it feel on deaf ears. He was in some kind of trance, staring at the dance floor.
" That's it! I'm going out there!" Em growled and ran out to the dance floor. For the last ten minutes he's been watching some blond on the dance floor and I guess he was done with it. I looked over his shoulder and saw that his girl was dancing with a petite brunette in a purple dress. If there was more people here tonight I would go out and ask for her name. So far, nine people didn't surivive the night and it was barely three hours in. So far only me, Em, some guy named Eric and the club's owner Carl were left. The good news is that the night shift would be here in another hour, and I was taking off the second that clock hit midnight.
Clubs were Em's thing, not mine.
The bar was near empty for some song had come on and had everyone running towards the floor. I looked over and saw the beautiful girl dancing with some blond guy. If what he was doing could be counted for dancing that is.
Her boyfriend, figures.
If she could look past that dancing she must love him. She looked back at the bar and that's when I saw it. She looked somewhere between horrified and about to break out laughing. Poor girl, I looked over at the bar and saw Carl, daring me to leave like Em did. I had no choice to stay. That's when the guy did some move straight out of an old Micheal Jackson video and wound up behind her. I felt myself twitch when I saw what he was doing. SHE'S NOT A WHORE FOR PETE'S SAKE! It took a maraschino cherry to bring me back to Earth.
An older woman was sitting at the bar and unlike most of the women here, wasn't dressed in near nothing. She was pale and had bleach blonde hair and had on a light orange almost cream colored shirt.
" I know the girls out there are hot, but we thirty sometimes need a drink every now and again." she said, smirking
" I'm sorry madam, what do you want?" I asked politely.
" Get me a cherry martini and don't use the one I just threw at you!" By the time I got the girl her drink, she was gone. I looked back and forth for her but another girl had me distracted. The beautiful brunette was sitting at the end of the bar, getting served by Eric who looked to be flirting with her instead of getting her order.
" Yo, Eric can I get some help here?" I called him over. He walked over without even saying anything to the girl, rude. We he got over, I looked over and pointed to the nearest blond I could find.
" See that girl over there?" he nodded, " She thinks your hot, she wanted your number "
The poor guy jumped over the counter knocking over the cherry martini and ran over to the blond in the red dress I pointed at. I walked over to the beauty on the end.
" Hello" she looked up at me and blushed.
" Hey "
" I'm Edward "
" Marie Swan "
Angel: Here you go, way longer then normal to make up for the wait!
Nam: AND YOU BUT ME IN IT!
Angel: Fear you and your knowledge of hair dye!
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