Dear Readers,

Instead of reading for Contracts (which I really need to do), I decided to write the next chapter for this story. Thanks so much to those who have written reviews. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside to know that you guys are enjoying it. This chapter does have some citrus at the end and there will be more in later chapters. If that makes you uncomfortable, this is probably not the best story.

As always, I am a law student so most of the experience of law school and the plot is from me, however the characters are from Ms. Meyers. I majored in History and Political Science, not English so there will be errors. Love the flawed is my only advice.

Song Suggestion- Pompeii by Bastille

Previously on The Jury Is Out

As I stand up and try to turn, I bump right into what feels like a brick wall. Before I fall on my ass, two hands catch me right before I hit the ground.

My eyes connect with two green ones. "Please" he says in smooth voice.

"Oh fuck!" Then I black out.

My freshman year of college I found out that hard liquor and I were not best friends. Sure, we would hang out with each other occasionally. Tequila was very encouraging and gave me a shit ton of confidence. Bourbon was an asshole and not nice to wake up to in the morning. And rum destroyed my filter. I had established this "Only-See-You-Once-A-Year" relationship with hard liquor and it was normally one drink after finals or LSAT's. Apparently, my ability to hold alcohol hasn't change.

"Bella! Bella! Can you wake up for me, babe?" Says a frantic voice that I assume can only be Alice because of the high pitch that it's starting to take. "Hey, hot bartender! Can I have some water for my passed out friend here?"

I can hear everything that's going on, but I can't seem to open my eyes. To be honest I don't really want to. Because when I open my eyes, I know that he…

"How much has she had to drink?" And there he is. My Adonis, my Prince Charming, my siren. I feel my blush start to spread as I remember the look in his eyes and the feeling of his arms around my body.

How long can I pretend to be passed out?

Not that long if your heart keeps beating that fast. Humming birds are jealous!

"She only had a few drinks, I swear! Not enough to make her pass out." I can hear the worry in Alice's voice. "Shouldn't she be awake by now? It's been five minutes. I'm going to call an ambulance."

"Hold on there, shortie" Edward replies as he presses his cold hand to the top of my head. I begin to open my eyes and once again my breath is taken away. His face is merely inches from mine.

He really is beautiful. Reddish brown hair is disarrayed on the top of his head, looking so soft that I want to reach my hand out and run my fingers through it. He has a chiseled jaw that can only be inherited through fabulous family genes. And last but not least, my favorite feature, his intense green eyes are staring right into mine.

As I begin to gain consciousness, an expression of relief crosses his face, followed by a playful smile.

"Hello sleeping beauty! How are you feeling?" he says as he wraps his arms around my waist attempting to lift me off the floor and onto a nearby chair. The sudden movement causes a wave of nausea to hit me.

Please Lord! Don't let me throw up in front of him. For the love of God and all that is holy, please let me not upchuck.

A blond guy, who I recognize as Jasper from orientation, laughs and hands me a glass of water. "Well sweetheart. You might want to down a few of these before we really do have to call an ambulance."

"Thanks so much." I reply as I gulp down the entire glass of water. "You wouldn't believe it, but that's not my first spill today."

"Oh, I believe it." He responds and looks at Edward with a funny express.

Edward is now seated across from me, attempting to avoid Jasper glances. "Jasper, don't you have drinks to buy and a midget to flirt with." A red faced Jasper heads over to the bar where Alice is closing out our tab.

"Do you always fall, or is it my good looks that make you weak in the knees?" His face is too smug for me. I want nothing more than to wipe that pretentious grin off his face. "Should I call you slipping beauty? I do have to say, it seems to be a better fit."

"Honestly it's the alcohol. I've never really been much of a drinker, however being gawked at during class seems to have me on edge." Ha! Take that! Confidence is surging through me, which is weird because I don't remember drinking Tequila.

"So you were nervous because I was looking at you?" His eyes are overwhelming, and I can't seem to look away from them. "Are you nervous now?" he whispers to me.

"No." I say quietly. Damn where did all my confidence go, it was here just a second ago!

"You don't seem so sure." He challenges.

"I'm sure that I need more water."

By the look on his face, he knows that I am trying to avoid the question, however like any "knight in shining armor" he takes my glass to the bar and has them fill it to the brim with water. However, instead of returning to his seat across from me, he sits down right next to me, so close that our legs are touching.

"So my lovely Isabella, are you from around here?"

"No." I reply flatly.

"Do you have any family close by?"

"Yes." Maybe if I use single syllable words he will go away.

"Are you going to actually talk to me? Because I feel like I'm pulling teeth here." He sighs in frustration, while running his hands through his hair. He leans forward and captures my gaze with those eyes. Man, those eyes are my kryptonite. "I would really like to get to know you."

And with that my walls begin to tumble down.

"My dad lives in Forks, which is only a few hours away for here, so I'm not completely alone. My mom and I just traveled up from Phoenix. I attended Arizona State University where I got my bachelor's degree in Classic British Literature." I blew out a breath as I reached the end of the sentence.

He his hand came to my face, moving a strand of hair behind me ear. "See, that wasn't so hard, now was it?" His smile is infectious and soon I can't contain my own from spreading across my face.

He leans away to give me some much needed space. "So let me guess. Your favorite novel is Pride and Prejudice or are you a Thomas Hardy kinda girl?"

I'm sincerely impressed that he knows who Thomas Hardy is. "Neither." I respond. "More of a Jane Eyre kinda girl. Pride and Prejudice is highly overrated and Thomas Hardy puts too much faith in the fact that social condition shape human character."

"And I presume that you disagree?" I know he's baiting me, but like any hungry fish I let him reel me in.

"No, not entirely. Although human beings are persuaded by society, Thomas Hardy focuses solely on the bad. I would rather believe that human will is stronger than peer pressure."

"So that's why you prefer Jane Eyre?" he asks.

"Well, yes. Mr. Rochester asks Jane to stay with him even though he is still married. He tells her that society wouldn't care and the no one would be offended by her staying with him. Yet she still doesn't give in because her morals tell her that it's wrong. No matter the social conditions or peer pressure, she stands firm in her beliefs. That's what a real heroine does." I can tell that my passion is beginning to show.

"Beautiful and smart." He whispers it so low, that I'm not sure I was meant to hear it.

"Oh my God! Edward is that you." A shrill voice calls from the other side of the bar. The blond girl that checked me in this afternoon walks over to Edwards, and he stands up to greet her. At second glance, she is very beautiful. Long legs that go for miles, long blond hair cascading down her back and that tight red dress hugs her in all the right places. She gives him a tight hug and wraps her arms around him. "How was your summer? Mine was awful. I spent the entire summer in New York with Daddy at his firm. You think that I would get a little bit of vacation during my summer vacation."

"Tanya, it's good to see you. Yeah, my summer was spent in the U.S. Federal Code, the whole time researching employee leave. I almost killed myself, I was so bored." She laughs at his joke obnoxiously.

Edward turns to me with a smile and introduces me to Tanya, aka the Blond Bitch. "Tanya this is Isabella…. I'm sorry Isabella I don't know your last name."

"Swan.. right?" Tanya asks with an evil glint in her eyes as she pushes herself closer to Edward and I blush trying to hide my embarrassment. "Yeah, we met." If looks could kill, I would be as dead as a door nail. "Anyway, Eddie I thought we could go out tomorrow night and you could welcome me back properly." Her perfectly manicured fingers wrap around his bicep. I think I'm going to be sick. No seriously, I think I'm going to throw up.

I grab my brief case and for the second time tonight, run out of the bar and out to the sidewalk were I throw up the contents of my stomach in an alleyway.

I feel a hand on my back, but it's too small to be Edwards. "Honey, are you ok?" Alice asks.

"Yeah, I will be." I turn to Alice "I think I'm going to head home." I can't seem to hide my disappointment.

"Ok well let me go grab my bag inside and then we can walk back to school." Alice walks back to bar, over to Jasper and hands him a piece of paper. I feel a set of eyes on me, but I won't look in his direction. Within minutes she back outside.

Before we head to school I steal one tiny glance at him. He sitting at the same table surrounded by a group of people with the Blond Bitch next to him. He's looking straight at me. But something is different, something is off. The smile that has plague his beautiful face all night is now replaced with a disappointed look. One that I'm sure is glancing right back at him.

I reach my townhouse, walk up the flight of stairs and unlock the door. When I walk in, the whole living room is full of furniture from Ikea. TV stand, bookshelf, coffee table, two side tables and a huge purple couch that my mom is fast asleep on. Wow, she really did go overboard.

After placing a kiss on her head and tucking her in, I walk over to my room and shut the door.

Deep breath. In. Out. In. Out.

Today has been exhausting. Removing my clothes so that I am just in my underwear, I flop into bed, pulling the covers around me like I'm trying to create a cocoon.

My bed was my haven, my sanctuary. All the horrible things of today wash away as I lay my head down on my pillow.

But Edward still remains. Does he like me? Today in the bar felt so nice, so intimate. It felt like he liked me. Is he dating Blonde Bitch? If he's dating her then he can't like me, right? Do I like him?

How can you like him? You have only known him for less than 24 hours?

These questions are making me nauseous again. So I turn my iPhone on shuffle and close my eyes until sleep comes to me.

His whole body is pressed into me. I can feel every edge of him as he kiss me from my lips down to the valley between my breasts. Soft delicate kisses.

"God Bella, you feel so good." Edward pushes into my center and I can feel how much he wants me, how much he needs me. His lips find their home on my neck, as he brings me to my own personal paradise. He wraps his arms around me, holding tighter upon each thrust of his hips.

"Ugh… please more... more Edward." And with my pleading he thrusts harder and faster and I know that the pace we have created won't let me last any longer. "Edward.. I'm gonna… I can't… hold on."

"Yes, Bella. Come on baby. I want see you." And I gaze into his eyes just as I let go.

BANG!

"Holy Shit!" My heart is flutter, and I realize that I had been dreaming. I must have knocked my phone on the floor.

Oh my God! I just had a sex dream of Edward. And I'm pretty sure I had an orgasm. I thought only guys has wet dreams.

I plug my phone back-in and listen to the music as my heart rate calms down.

"And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

Great clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above"

A permeant smile is plastered on my face. Oh shit, I like Edward! And with that realization the last piece of my wall came tumbling down.

Reviews are welcomed, nice reviews are appreciated. I will try and update before Sunday, however I am going out of town this weekend, so it might get kinda busy.

Hope you guys loves it.

-AliceInMyWonderland