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"Hey," Three voices sounded in unison from outside the corridor. I watched as Alice ran to her room and shut the door behind her. Bracing myself, I turned to face my new roomies - just hoping that they weren't slobs.
Rosalie stepped backwards to allow the boys through the door, and they quickly shuffled in to the dorm; I think they could sense that they weren't particularly welcome here. They gathered in a loose semi-circle around the table, and the burliest of the three nudged the bronze-haired boy stood next to him and nodded over in my direction. I blushed and looked down, much to the amusement of the three boys who immediately burst into laughter.
"I'm
Rosalie, or Rose and this is Bella," Rosalie gestured to me, which
only increased my embarrassment. I waved at them shyly and they
smiled back. "Our friend Alice is hiding in her room. She's
scared of you." Rose said matter-of-factly.
"Rosalie!"
Alice screeched. She had obviously been listening, as she came
storming out of her bedroom with her hands on her hips. Slowly, she
turned to face the boys; unleashing the wrath of her glare on them.
"And I am most certainly not
scared - I just don't
enjoy the thought of boys
sharing my
clean, nice-smelling
dorm. Oh, and while I'm talking, if any of you break, stain, or rip
any item
of clothing or furniture in this dorm, you will
pay and you will
regret it for the rest of
your life." Alice was positively fuming, and I was positive if they
pushed her just a little bit more, she would explode. Luckily, she
turned on her heel and walked back to her room; slamming the door
behind her.
"Feisty. I like her." One of the boys spoke. His voice was soft, timid - a comment like this sounded strange coming out of his mouth. The other boy, who was more muscular with dark, curly hair, punched his brother in the arm playfully.
"Get in there, Jazz!" He laughed. It was a deep and booming sound that reminded me of a bear for some odd reason. "Jazz", or whatever the bigger boy had called him ran a hand through his blonde hair and sighed.
"Calm down, Emmett." Huh, Emmett? That was an odd name. Old fashioned. The bronze-haired boy turned to us with a sympathetic look on his face.
"I'm sorry about my brothers. I would love to tell you that they're not always like this, but that would be a lie. They're mad. I'm Edward, by the way, and these two are my friends, Jasper and Emmett." His voice was smooth and velvety, and I felt goose bumps rise on my arms as he spoke.
"Uhh, Rose? Do you wanna go see if Alice is okay? I can show them their rooms if you want." I offered; knowing that Rose would want to comfort her friend.
"Thanks, Bella," She beamed, darting away into Alice's bedroom. I stood still for a moment, unsure of what to do, when I remembered that I had company. I cleared my throat, and started toward the first free bedroom.
"Right," I said, opening the door and walking inside. "All of the rooms are practically the same, except they have a different theme colour. There's black, green and gold. I'll leave you guys to squabble over which room you want." I smiled pleasantly at them before quickly moving out of the danger zone and dashing to the safety of my own bedroom. There, I sank down onto the bed and sighed. At least I had another few days to relax until the tutoring and lectures began - that was a plus. I heard a chorus of laughter erupting from the other room; the gruff guffaw of Emmett, the soft laugh of Jasper, and - the one I was drawn to most - the warm chuckle of Edward. I mentally slapped myself for even believing that I had a chance with him when there were girls like Rose and Alice in the same dorm. I fell asleep with these negative thoughts swimming around my brain, which quickly turned into nightmares.
As soon as I woke up, I instantly regretted it. Alice was shaking my shoulders madly and screaming a slur of words in my ear; I was far too tired to make any sense of it. "Go 'way, Alice," I murmured, swatting at her with my hand.
"Listen to me, Bella!" She slapped me once across the face, with enough force to leave a mark. I stared at her, gob smacked, and she looked at me with a semi-apologetic expression on her face. "Sorry, I didn't mean for it to be quite that hard. Anyway, you're awake now - that's good. Rose and Emmett are going out already!" Whoa, I wasn't expecting that one - that's for sure. Why did all the good stuff happen when I was asleep?
"Really?" I asked, although I already knew the answer. Alice bobbed her head up and down repeatedly, and I leapt up off of the bed.
"Isn't that sweet?" Alice whisked me around the room and caught me as I stumbled over the carpet. I laughed at her enthusiasm, and embraced her petite frame.
"Did you know that Jasper likes you?" I asked curiously before I forgot. She tensed immediately, and I let go of her gently.
"You mean like likes me? I mean, he really, really likes me?" The words came out as more of a blur than anything else, but I managed to understand the gist of what she was saying.
"Well, I'm pretty sure. He said that you were feisty, and that he liked you." I grinned at her, and she exploded into a series of squeals and screams. "Shh, he'll think you're crazy if he hears you screaming!" That shut her up immediately. I chuckled and smoothed out her dress for her. "Go get 'em, tiger!" I whispered, pushing her toward the door - secretly hoping to get a little more sleep.
"But what about you, Bells?" Her voice was thick with concern, but I laughed it off.
"I can cope for half an hour without you, Alice." I chuckled, but her face remained worried.
"No, I mean, what about your boy? I mean, I've got Jasper, Rose has Emmett…" Her eyes popped out of her head as she added the third boy into the equation. "Edward! Ohmygod! You two would be sooo sweet together!" I scowled as she launched into a list of reasons why we were compatible and flopped back onto my bed with a sigh. I blocked out the irritating squeak of her voice for as long as I could before I finally spoke again.
"Chill, Alice." I rolled my eyes and ushered her out of my room so I could go back to sleep or get changed if I could be bothered. Reluctantly, she slouched out of the room and left me in peace.
After another half an hour or so of sleep, I decided it was a waste to use these free days sleeping, so I got up and staggered over to my wardrobe. A new dress was hanging up among my other more plain ones; it was bright red, strapless, and finished just above my knees. I raised my eyebrows, but quickly remembered that the prom was next week. I wasn't planning on going, but it couldn't hurt to try the thing on, could it? Before I could think about what I was doing, I had slipped the red silk over my head and shimmied it down over my body. I had to admit, it fit me perfectly and was extremely flattering, but I felt vain staring at myself in it. I was just about to take it off and push it to the very back of my wardrobe when my door swung open. I gasped and spun round, staring with wide-eyed shock at a half naked Edward. He was wearing sweats, but his chest was bare and as my eyes trailed upward towards his face, I found that it mirrored my shock.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" He swore several times under his breath, but didn't attempt to move anywhere. He raked a hand through his coppery hair and looked me up and down. "Sorry, I was kinda looking for the shower." I just nodded; I knew that I'd burst out laughing if I opened my mouth. A crooked smile crept across his lips as he watched my face. I blushed madly, which only added to his amusement. "Erm, I'll go, then. Nice dress, by the way."
"Okay," I murmured, still shocked by his sudden entrance. I could've sworn that I heard him chuckle as he moved gracefully out of my bedroom door, shutting the door quietly behind him. Swiftly, I changed out of my dress and into a more comfortable pair of jeans and a tank top. My heart was still fluttering, and an image of Edward's chest popped into my mind. I rolled my eyes at this school-girl crush of mine, and composed myself before stepping out into the living room.
AN: Rubbish ending, I know. I just kinda need a new chapter - this one's really cluttered and I don't like it xD. The next one will be better, I swear.
