AUTHOR'S NOTE:

SURPRISE! Early post!

Thanks go to my beta TheRainGirl. She got this back to me super quick! Go check out her story Inamorata! Unf!

No copyright is on this baby because the law says I can't, and I don't want to. Fanfiction is written in fun for you to read for free.

Rated M: language, lemons, some angst


CHAPTER 3

January 2005

"You look pretty hot with a guitar, Edward."

"What was that?" I asked with a raise of my eyebrow.

"I'm not going to repeat myself, asshole. You heard me perfectly the first time."

"My, my. How I missed that mouth of yours, Bella."

The loudest snort came out of this girl as she flopped back on Alice's stretched out legs on top of the bed. It had been three weeks and two days since we'd all been together like this. One very short yet very long three weeks and two days.

On one hand, Christmas Break could take its sweet time and drag out those days before the beginning of a new semester because we all knew that downtime was a luxury that was depleting rather quickly as the end of our schooling days was in sight. On the other, over the course of my first college semester, my friendships with the five people in the room had grown into close friendships, and though I never would have admitted this to them, I missed them while they were away.

Emmett went home to Tennessee, Alice headed that way but went further south to Mississippi to her family, Jasper and Rosalie headed down Interstate 5 to their parent's house near Fort Lewis and Bella went back to Phoenix to visit her mother, stepfather and boyfriend.

We all had our places to go, myself included as I drove home to Forks to stay with mom and dad for the duration of the break, but I'd been anxious to get back to Seattle. Independence had its downsides, but there were very few in comparison to the upsides of being detached from constant parental authority.

"Who got you the guitar?" Bella asked. "Your parents or Heidi?"

"My parents. Heidi got me a sweater and a gift card."

Yep, I'd become an old pro at my imaginary girlfriend by that point. I figured as long as Bella had a boyfriend, I would have a girlfriend. I wasn't going to be some loser.

Even the guys thought Heidi existed. Thank God they didn't pry into my personal life too much, all thanks to their own distractions named Rosalie and Alice, or they'd have seen my almost-nightly phone calls were to 411, and the girl in my wallet could be found on page three of Google images under the search "hot high school chicks."

Jesus, I was a loser.

See, this was why you didn't lie. All it takes is for that lie to grow wings, and you've got yourself a real flying lying problem. And with no end in sight of James and Bella's relationship, I was in a real mess.

The guy didn't have me fooled for a second, much the opposite of Bella. Days passed between their phone calls, and when he did call her, he only had "a few minutes" to chat. What an ass. But could I tell her that James most likely had a girl in both cities? No. Of course not. Why? Because she loved him. At least she loved the guy that she thought was loyal to her. No matter how much I wanted her to myself, I couldn't make her cry, and that kind of news always ended in tears. And crying girls made my stomach hurt.

You want to know something, though? Girls set themselves up to cry by the sheer number of stupid situations they willingly stumble into.

Example number one: Trusting your nineteen year old boyfriend to keep his dick in his pants when he knows you are three states away and have no idea what he's doing or who he's screwing.

Example number two: Allowing your boyfriend to get away with calling you at his leisure. Hello? He never answers his phone when you call. That should tell you something right there!

Example number three: Getting your boyfriend of three years a present for Christmas but telling him it was okay that he "forgot" to get you something.

Example number f–

"Edward?" Emmett said, interrupting my freight train of thought. "Ease up on the neck of that guitar. You're strangling it to death."

Taking a deep breath, I blinked away the fury in my eyes and stretched my fingers out to loosen the tightened tendons. That beautiful, oblivious girl giggling on the bed with Rosalie and Alice sure got me wound up without even trying. And she was oblivious for more reasons than one.

"Play us something, E," Jasper prodded.

I smiled as they all sat up and watched eagerly as I placed my fingers in random places along the strings and frets and strummed one long, loud, horrible-sounding chord with my right hand.

My first masterpiece.

"I call it...'Bella's Snorting.'"


AUTHOR'S END NOTE:

*giggle* Silly Edward.

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