"I can't believe you didn't invite me!"
Chelsea stood wide eyed at the doorway to Luna's bedroom. She stalked into the room, wrenching her dark haired best friend from the closet and spinning her around. "I can tell you're upset," Luna said slowly, lightly, and earned a smile from the green eyed girl.
Chelsea sighed. "Okay, okay, so take Leo. You guys don't hang out that often anyway. But I will be picking out your outfit."
Luna snorted. "Oh, no, you will not. I'm only going because it's an opportunity to party."
Chelsea snorted. "It's an engagement party. Not a lot of fun, believe you me. You're going because you want to see lover boy again, aren't you?"
"What? No! Pfft, that's just ridiculous." Luna kept her eyes on the closet, walking back toward it to shift through her shirts, blouses, and dresses. What was she going to wear? If she over did it, it would be obvious. But she wasn't going to turn up in sweats, either. After all, she had a reputation to protect.
Chelsea brushed by her to grab a dark purple dress and a jean jacket that would stop just under Luna's chest. "Wear these with some boots -" Chelsea sifted through the mounds of shoes on the floor of her best friend's closet.
Luna rolled her eyes, laying back on her bed and just letting Chelsea pick out her outfit. After all, the girl was ruthless.
It was about six o'clock when they finally arrived in Forks. Leo had stopped twice for directions, and she almost made him stop a third time, because she was almost positive they were lost. Neither of them had been to Forks before, and it was obvious the directions Alice had given them were confusing.
Before Leo had actually started to pull over and wait for someone to come by, he saw the glow of light bulbs lining trees. He turned his blue eyes on Luna, raising an eyebrow. She simply shrugged and let her legs stretch out. Chelsea had forced her to wear a pair of slouchy, brown faux leather boots. They looked great on her, really, but she'd much rather be barefoot.
It was six forty-five when Leo turned the shiny, dark green Dodge Challenger onto the small trail that headed further into a patch of trees. It wasn't long before a big, white house came into view. There were at least twenty cars parked in the yard and in the drive. To say it was a house felt like a bit of an understatement to her. It was more like a small mansion. And there lots of windows, giving her and Leo a perfectly look into the house.
"Any of those folks look familiar?," Leo asked, shifting closer to Luna as more people pulled up.
She shook her head, linking her arm with Leo's. "None," she mumbled, casting her stormy grey eyes to the sky. The skies were the exact same color as her eyes, but she could see the the clouds were beginning to thin to let the sun's rays become a little visible as it dipped below the horizon.
The sun's light had disappeared by the time the two of them got the nerve to go inside. Luna tightened her arm around Leo's as he walked toward the front door of the house. As if she knew they were there, Alice threw open the front door. "Luna!," she exclaimed, throwing her slender arms around Luna's waist in a familiar hug.
"Hey, Alice," Luna said, shifting closer to Leo. She didn't know Alice at all, so she was a little taken aback at how friendly the girl was being.
Alice beamed, ushering the two of them inside. "Whose this?"
Leo looked positively smitten with Alice. He gave her a small smile. "Leo," he said.
"Well, Leo," Alice said, slyly pulling Leo away from Luna, "why don't you come meet some friends of mine? Luna, go mingle?"
Luna gaped as the little pixie walked off with her friend. I am going to murder Tinkerbell, Luna thought darkly, inching toward the wall so she could just become invisible. And then she remembered the pale green envelope in your right hand. It was something simple because she didn't know the couple that got engaged – a card with a fifty dollar bill inside. Everybody could use money, so it was what she gave people she didn't know when she was thrust into a party.
She looked around, trying to pick out the lucky couple. It was useless. There were too many people there – most of which had russet skin. Somebody come rescue me from the awkwardness, she thought desperately, pressing herself closer to the wall.
X
He knew something was up. Whenever Alice started translating things, it mean she was hiding something. Bella was immortal now, so he didn't worry too much over it. Besides, if it involved the family, Alice would tell him.
With that reassuring thought in his mind, he descended the stairs to where Sam Uley and Emily Young stood, looking incredibly happy. They were going to announce that their wedding was happening in two months – because they were tired of waiting.
Edward smiled at them, "Enjoying yourself so far?," he questioned, simply for appearances. He could easily read their minds and tell that they'd rather be dancing than greeting people.
Emily grimaced. "Kind of. We haven't had much time to dance or anything though," she said, casting a look to her fiance.
Sam absently wrapped his arms around her – both to comfort her and so that he could make sure that none of the vampires would try to eat her. Edward wanted to laugh at the thought, but thought against it. "Go," he told them with a small nod, "it's your party, after all. Have fun. Live a little." He had added the last bit of advice with a smirk – knowing that it was
Sam chuckled at the vampire's humor and spun his wife onto the makeshift dance floor. Edward smiled a bit and leaned against the wall. Bella came gliding toward him, looking every bit as beautiful as she'd been an hour ago when they'd been together in their house, and she looked just as calm as he knew she wasn't. Bella may have been the one wanting peace between the Cullens and the wolves, but now that she was a vampire, she caught the looks some of the wolves gave her.
Edward wrapped his arms around her, letting his cheek rest against the top of her head. "What are you thinking?," he wondered.
"I have my shield down," she mused quietly, looking up at him. She had a look on her face, then, that meant if she could still blush, she would be. "Sorry, no I didn't. I'm still working on that."
He smiled, her thoughts flooding into his brain. She was worried that something would go wrong. Or perhaps someone would get cut and she'd kill them. He opened his mouth to calm her fears when Alice breezed passed him, her thoughts in a dizzying tangle. He could only make out bits and pieces: surprise guest, can't believe I pulled it off, and I hope he doesn't kill me.
He didn't have a chance to think about what it might mean. The door opened and, though he couldn't see who it was, he could recognize that sweet yet earthy scent anywhere. His arms tightened around his wife. "Bella, why don't you make sure the wolves don't eat all of the food before the toasts?," he suggested.
She smiled, craned her neck to peck his jaw, and walked at a normal, human pace to the kitchen. Edward's eyes trained on Luna's uncomfortable expression as he moved to see her. She was arm-in-arm with some redhead boy. He bit back a hiss and pretended to be watching the couple's dance.
Alice charmed the redhead and led him away, leaving Luna to lean against the wall. She licked her full, rose petal red lips and scanned the room very briefly before turning her eyes to the floor. He swallowed hard on the sudden rock in his throat and made his way to her, having heard her desperate internal plea.
When he stopped in front of her, her eyes slowly moved up to lock with his. Her lips parted in obvious shock before she laughed. "You, uh, look different than the last time I saw you," she said, finally being able to remember what had happened.
He smiled and made sure to keep a track on Bella's thoughts to make sure she wasn't aware of what was happening. "I look the same," he commented, "just not covered in fluorescent paint."
Luna's lips curved into a slow smirk, her thoughts going back to the kiss they'd shared. She might have been a little drunk, but she could appreciate a good kisser when she met one. She cleared her throat and Edward gave her a crooked smile, knowing full well where her mind lay. "Where do I put this?," she asked, holding up a pale green envelope.
He inclined his head to the table with presents. "How have you been?," he asked.
Luna handed him the envelope, not feeling up to actually walking to the table that was next to a large group of men. She shrugged her shoulders. "All right, I guess. Tired." As if to prove her point, she smacked a hand over her mouth and yawned.
Edward fought to find something to say. Had he been this incoherent as a human? This awkward? He let his eyes take her in. She looked better in regular light and sober. Her pitch black tresses cascaded down to the middle of her back and seemed to shine like the midnight sky on a cloudless night. Her ivory skin looked smooth and he found himself wanting to touch her – just once to caress her warm body.
She gnawed on her lower lip nervously, her grey eyes darker than when he'd seen her last. They were curious, confused, but most importantly, he saw his longing mirrored her eyes. And then, the most inopportune time, Bella came up to him – completely unaware of the intimate moment she'd interrupted.
Luna's eyebrows knitted together for a split second, trying to work out the relationship that he and Bella had. Edward averted his eyes when she'd figured it out, but Luna simply laughed. "Hi," she said, extending her hand to Bella, "I'm Luna – a friend of Alice's."
Bella didn't notice how Luna cut her eyes to him for a brief moment. She smiled at the dark haired girl and shook hand with her. "Bella. He's been nice to you, right? He can come off as a jerk sometimes."
Luna gave Bella a smile that to anyone else seemed kind, genuine, but to Edward looked a little devilish and secretive. "He's been a real gem, Bella. I have to say though," she said, shoving her hands into the pockets of her jean jacket as she rocked on her heels, "you seem way out of his league. I mean, you're a real jaw dropper."
Bella giggled and Luna laughed, too. A different laugh. A sarcastic laugh. "Thanks," Bella said, beaming at the girl.
Luna smiled just as brightly back and inclined her head to the two of them. "If you guys don't mind, I'm gonna go find my date. Nice meeting you both." Luna turned on her heel and disappeared into the kitchen – the complete opposite direction from where the redhead was. But she knew that. Edward knew she knew that. Just like he knew that she was only getting started with making the night uncomfortable for him.
He supposed he deserved it. True, it had only been a kiss that took place a while ago, but there were things in that kiss that meant more to him than a hundred from his wife. And he felt like shit. And Luna knew it.
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