A/N: Guys I just saw Breaking Dawn this week. I was a bit disappointed about where they ended the movie. I was amazed at how they showed some scenes and greatly disappointed at others. What can I say? The books are always better.

Thanks to my reviewers. I love you all. I only got four this time, not that I'm greedy, but let's see if this date can get a better reaction. I told you it will be rated M. Don't forget to tell me if I was successful.

I don't own Twilight or Bad Reputation.

Chapter 4 — Careful What You Wish For

That morning, or should I say at noon, I climbed down the stairs to get some breakfast.

"Ahh! What did you do?" my mother shrieked.

I had forgotten about my hair. "I colored it for a concert I went to. Don't worry. It washes out eventually."

"Eventually? When's that?" She ran her fingers through the green vines on my head. "You always had such beautiful hair. Now it is just . . . just . . . shrubbery."

"Oh Mom, you are so dramatic."

"I don't understand these changes. First, a knife, now green hair."

"Mom, I told you I was just holding it and this hair is temporary," I explained. I changed the topic. "I told Angela and the others yesterday to meet me at the mall after lunch. They are probably already on their way there. I have to be going soon." I pulled my hair out of her clutches and sat down for some cereal. Then I went upstairs to redefine style with my odd colored hair.

I arrived at the mall and found my friends waiting for me by the wishing fountain.

"Omigosh! You weren't kidding, Angela," Asia exclaimed. "It's grass green!"

I stretched out my arms and did a little twirl so they could take in my entire outfit. My eye shadow was a shimmering green. I wore nude lipstick, and a light dusting of blush. My blue blouse had green and black collar and cuffs. The deep blue denim over the knee designer skirt I wore was paired with pink loafers. My hair was blown straight with a slight outward flip to the edges.

"Don't I look great? I asked rhetorically.

"Wow! I have no words," Rose said. She gave me the thumbs up. "I have to admit, you do rock."

We exchanged some more comments about my wardrobe and went off shopping.

We walked from store to store, checking out different types of clothes and accessories. We all pulled a bunch of things into the dressing rooms and had a little fashion show. The sales lady by the dressing rooms entrance didn't appreciate us taking up too much time and told us to buy the clothes or just get out. We were contemplating on just leaving our clothes in a pile on the floor in protest, but some articles were just too good to pass up. We all took something. I got a few new dresses in styles I usually wouldn't glance at just because they complimented my shocking new look. The clothes reminded me of my date with Jacob and my lips tingled with the memory. He was so good at kissing it made me wonder what else he was good at. I was craving more.

When we were in the shoe store, Asia was trying on these platform shoes which made her taller than the rest of us. She strutted around us and made jokes about seeing any potential "frienemies" coming our way. Angela found a pair of sneakers. She had been considering running in the morning before breakfast to be rid of her slightly fuller derrière than the rest of us. She was hoping to rope one of us into joining her. We wanted no part of it.

Rose and I were looking at some boots. I saw these black leather lace-ups that were actually quite comfortable. They had a rubber sole and a minor wedge heel. I envisioned myself on the back of Jacob's motorcycle wearing these. I realized I wanted another date with Jacob. He was really affecting my choices. I had no clue how, but I had to get Jacob to ask me out again. I bought the boots and we walked out to sit by the wishing fountain again.

"So we gave you a chance, but you kept quiet. How was your date?" Rose inquired.

I paused before answering. "It was okay. We went to a concert."

"Which group?" Asia quested.

"Savage Gord. They're newbies. They were actually really good."

"Was it worth the green hair?" Angela posed.

My eyes drifted from focus and mouth curled into a grin. "Yeah," I answered softly. "It was. In fact, I wouldn't mind doing it again. I think my new boots would drive him wild. Although, I kind of liked the dress Rose got."

"I think the green two piece outfit you got Bella would look great on Angela," Asia decided.

While we were assessing our purchases, I noticed some people approaching us in the corner of my eye. The movement was so quick, I hadn't a chance to look before I recognized the voices of "Larry, Moe, and Curly."

"Well hello. Did you find anything good?" Ugly Moe asked.

"Hey Volcano, look what happened to your stalker," Larry announced.

"Too much salad in your diet?" Curly snickered.

The three laughed, but I didn't think it was funny. I completely ignored them and turned my attention to Jacob.

"Hi Volcano. Did you find anything good in the mall today?" I asked with a slight smile.

"Some things," he responded. He glanced at my friends. "Plenty of somethings. Am I right guys?"

"Oh yeah!" they hollered. Jacob high-fived Curly.

"So any of you princesses in to having any fun?" Jacob asked us.

I couldn't believe my luck. Jacob wanted to hang with us.

"Well I could go for a movie." I emphasized the "I" part to clue in that I had no intention of going on a quadruple date. Besides, just because I liked Jacob, didn't mean my friends had to tolerate his lackies.

"Then I'll see you there at six," he said to me.

Score.

The guys circled us once like a predator assessing how to attack its prey and then they were off.

Asia and Rose freaked out. "We are NOT going to the movies with those scumbags," Rose hollered.

"Did you see them? They were practically drooling," Asia uttered.

"Girls, who said you had to go?" I declared. "Volcano said he'll see me. No offense to any of you, but I'd like to keep him to myself."

"None taken. He's all yours," Angela suggested. Then her tone turned somber, "Are you sure?"

"Oh yeah. You guys have to help me pick what I should change into." We rummaged through my bags and came up with the perfect outfit.

Jacob came with his friends to the theatre in the mall and noticed I was on my own. I had changed to a velvet marbleized brown spaghetti-strap Giorgio dress that came just above my knees. It accented my green hair perfectly. I also changed into my new mid-calf lace-up boots. I also darkened my makeup and put on some maroon lipstick. If I had to admit it, I looked like a very sexy tree.

"Well, well, well. It appears we only got one taker." He licked his lips. "I guess we're gonna have to share."

"Share?" I gulped. This wasn't in the plan.

Ugly Moe put his arm around my shoulders and Larry slipped his around my waist. I moved forward pulling myself from their clutches. "Ew, get off of me!"

Curly stepped in front to face me and crossed his muscular arms. "We thought you wanted to go to the movies. What happened to your friends?" he asked lifting his finger to under my chin. He probably meant it as a seductive touch.

I whisked his finger away with as much disgust as if it were drool dripping off my chin.

"Don't touch me!" I looked to their leader with pleading eyes. "Volcano?"

"What's the problem?" Moe rounded on me. "You're clearly asking for it." His head moved along with his eyes as he looked me up and down.

I hardened my eyes on him with a tough expression. "Yeah, but I wasn't asking it from you!"

Jacob's sneer dropped from his face and he went blank. His eyes blinked twice before he spoke. "Okay, you guys had your fun. Now beat it!" he said with authority. The three turned to him in shock, but obeyed. They walked off together, walking across a few bench seats while they were at it.

Jacob walked closer to me, holding out his hand. "Movies, right?"

I took his hand and smiled with a nod.

We picked one that was just beginning. We didn't bother buying any refreshments. We just sat in the seats at the end of the row. The room was dark and his arm was around me. Now this is more like it. About ten minutes into the film, I could feel his heated breath on my neck and then slowly it was his soft lips. My breath caught as I turned to him. His other hand went to my face and guided me to meet his face. His juicy lips suckled mine and I quietly moaned with ecstasy.

"Do you really want to watch the movie or are you up for something else?" he whispered into my mouth.

"Where?" I questioned disoriented.

"I know a place."

He took hold of my hand and led me out of the cinema. We took the exit out into the parking lot and stopped by his bike. It was out there alone. I guess his friends took off. He hopped onto his Harley and tossed me the helmet.

"You know the drill."

He jumped to start the motor. I placed my head into the protective headgear and hiked my dress up a little to give my legs better range. Then I climbed aboard and wrapped my arms tightly around his torso.

We pulled into a driveway of a two-story private home. I recognized the neighborhood as close to my former residence. He opened his cell phone and speed dialed a number.

"Dude, I need the keys to your van." I could hear the other person responded, but I couldn't tell precisely what was said. "No. Don't worry. I'm not going far." The tone of the voice softened. "Just bring it out," Jacob ordered.

About a minute later a college-aged boy came out. He looked familiar. His hair was ruffled and his clothes were wrinkled as if he had fallen asleep in them. He held the keys at eye level before dropping them into Jacob's awaiting palm. "Be careful."

"Thanks man. I owe you one," Jacob smiled. He hopped off the bike. "Come on," he called to me. I followed, leaving his helmet resting on the motorcycle's seat.

We walked to the end of the block and came upon a dark van with no side windows. He unlocked the passenger door for me then went to the driver side. He climbed in and started the engine. I hesitantly opened the door and sat down.

"Where are we going?" I pondered.

"Somewhere more private."

"Who was that guy? He looks too old to be in high school," I asked.

"My cousin." Now it made sense why he was familiar. I probably saw him at Jacob's party.

We drove to the parking lot of the local Target and parked in a dark corner. He turned on the radio to some station playing a sappy song. He leaned over to me.

"So I really like your dress."

"Please don't say some cheesy line about it being on the floor," I interrupted.

He chuckled lightly. "No. Something tells me I don't need any lines." He took my hand and lifted it to his lips. He raised his body and shifted to the back of the van. I wasn't prepared for the change of direction and I fell.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'm just not used to such tight clothes. I wasn't able to catch myself properly." I felt the softness of the van floor. It was carpeted, but also it felt as if there were blankets stretched across. This must have been his cousin's sex-mobile.

Jacob pressed a switch and a dim chain of lights flicked around the interior wall. I could see there were several blankets and pillows too. The walls were draped in fabric, like curtains. A really nice sex-mobile.

"Well then let me help you out of it." His tone sounded seductive and enticing. His mouth was on mine and I could feel one of his hands was pulling on my dress. The other hand caressed my face. It took all my will to pull away. He was such a great kisser.

"Volcano, I can't help but realize that you may only want me for one thing. And though I wasn't trying to lead you on falsely, I just want to be clear of your intentions."

"Huh," he uttered dazed. "What are you talking about?"

"Well I just want to know what's going to happen afterward," I explained. "Are you going to call me?"

He sat back down. I guess he figured nothing is going to happen, because he took the truthful route. "Honestly . . . no," he stated bluntly. I knew of his cold honesty, but Ouch!

"I see. Volcano, I really like you. I like you enough to dye, though temporary, my hair green to go on a date with you. I think you really were going to let your friends assault me. You only stopped them, because you discovered this was a possibility." I paused. "Look don't you think if this could happen once, then it is likely to happen again? You don't want to short change yourself." I felt weird offering that. I knew what he wanted, and I also wanted him, but this wasn't something I did. I just didn't want to lose him again.

His solemn expression lifted and he shifted his weight forward. His mouth pulled into a wide grin. "You are one tempting princess." He placed his index finger beneath my chin and guided me to his lips.

"One condition," I quickly uttered. He paused. "You give me a chance. You know, for you to really like me. This way I don't feel like shit." He nodded and shifted closer and our lips finally met.

His tongue rolled around my oral space searching for mine. His arms wrapped around me and his warm body gently pushed against me. My guilt began to overwhelm me. If he knew who I really was. I had ditched him on a threat from my friends. I needed forgiveness. Until I got it, I wasn't really going to enjoy this.

"Volcano?" I mumbled as his tongue went across my neck. So good. My eyes closed.

"What now?" he murmured.

"I'm sorry."

His head lifted. "For what?" He smiled, "Continuing to interrupt me?"

I grimaced. "For what I did in junior high."

"Look. Whatever you did, it probably wasn't as bad as you thought, because clearly I'm not all that torn up about it."

"So I'm forgiven?" I asked.

"Yeah, whatever." His fingers grazed over my forehead, moving a few green strands aside. "Is the conversation over?"

"Yeah," I smiled.

"Good. Now where were we?"

He slowly leaned in tilting his head to avoid bumping my nose. The kiss began like the others, soft and perfect, but then changed. There was an edge of fierceness added. His hand went into my emerald tresses, grabbing hold with his fingers. The other went to cup my breast. Each of his fingers added slight pressure in turn as if they were doing the wave over and over. The first hand gripped tighter into my locks as he moved his face to my neck and licked from shoulder to ear in one long swipe of his beefy tongue. It would have been gross, but it sent shivers down my spine. He released me with a deep glance into my brown eyes for a pause. He began to remove his jacket and pulled off his shirt exposing his bare chest. I was a little taken back. This was really going to happen. I've only had sex once before — this past summer. I could already tell this was going to be better.

His mouth found mine easily and his experienced hands went to work. They were feeling around my dress trying to find a way to open it.

I moved my face to the side to take a breath and whispered, "Under my left arm."

"What?"

"The zipper, it's under my arm," I informed him.

He took a close look. His right index and thumb pinched the small tab while his other hand held the dress taut. The dress opened with ease and I unknotted my boots and kicked them off. He took advantage of the moment to pull out his wallet and ripped open a condom. I grabbed hold of his pant waist and unbuckled his belt, opening his constraining clothing. He slid his hand down exposing his erection and slowly unrolled the condom on. I've never actually watched that before.

He looked at me and came closer to shift his weight toward me. His mouth was beside my ear. "They're ribbed for your pleasure."

I didn't know what to say to that. Thanks.

His body was now on top of my almost completely nude one. He shifted downward and his tongue licked around my left breast in a circular fashion. Then he held on to it between his fingers and sucked on my areola. The electric tingling rushed straight from his lips and webbed out through every muscle in my body. I knew I was supposed to do something — not just lay there. I curled my right leg onto his back and slipped my bare foot under his jeans, pushing them farther down his legs. My hand reached down to grab his supple butt. He felt me extending and came up to my face again so I wouldn't need to stretch. My nails dug in as my excitement increased.

"Shit!" he yelled. "Take it easy. I only have one ass."

"Sorry," I whispered.

"Don't be. I'm enjoying it," he snickered.

I returned his overzealous smile and then he thrusted against my panties. The feeling of his rigidness by my clit had me moaning. He placed his head onto the carpeting above my shoulder. He leaned his weight onto it and straddled my hips with his knees. His hands went down to my pink bikini briefs and pulled them down. As they lowered, his body descended.

"That's better," he whispered.

His lips puckered and planted their softness on my face along my jaw bone. He thrusted again. This time he met his target. I bit down on my tongue to prevent a loud exclamation from escaping my lips. I didn't want to embarrass myself. I was very loud my first time and the guy laughed at me.

His body rolled and I arched my back to put more contact against him. His breathing was heavy and he kept exerting more and more pressure with each lunge.

"You like that?" he whispered. "Huh? You like it?"

I held my tongue. I was on the verge of an explosion. The anticipation of the bomb going off was holding me silent.

He stopped abruptly.

"What are you doing?" I yelled at him.

"Just checking," he chortled. He kissed me with fierceness. With his tongue advancing into my mouth he plunged himself in me once more, sending me over the edge.

"Ohhh!" My voice came out as a holler. I couldn't help myself. My body shook and I squeezed him with all my limbs. He roared his approval as he reached his climax as well, blowing air into my face.

The sweat made his heated breath cold along my skin. He pushed me over to the side panting heavily. He had his hands along his side holding onto the condom so it wouldn't slip off.

His lungs pulled in gasps of air as he tried to speak.

"Wha— what's your name again?"

I turned to him in shock. He didn't remember my name.

"Bella," I panted. "It's short for—"

"It doesn't matter," he interrupted. He huffed once again then continued. "I'm gonna need your number." My face lit up as a smile grew on to my face.

A/N: Well how did you like it? Please tell me so I could write some more. My fans always get me revved up.

~g2r~