Authors Note: Okay so I realised I wasn't tired. I decided that instead I would write another chapter because amazingly I got like 6 reviews and people want to know what is happening next :) So here we go. And I hope the title doesn't offend anyone. It is a drinking game.

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Lick, Sip, Suck

Bella's Point Of View

Wow. We looked amazing. It had only take Aleesha a half hour to do all my make-up and 15 minutes to do my hair. Because my hair was relatively straight with a few waves to it, Aleesha had chosen to just curl the ends and then leave it how it falls. And it did look good.

I looked at the three of us in the mirror and smiled as the flash went off on Shayla's camera. We did look stunning. Shayla was wearing a silver dress that had spaghetti straps, she had thrown a half length leather jacket over the top and was wearing extremely high stilettos.

Aleesha was wearing a baby blue dress that bought out the colour in her eyes, the dress only had one spaghetti strap to hold it up and it was really short. She was wearing knee length boots and a belt around her waist.

And finally me, I looked absolutely nothing like me. I was scaring myself, but it was good. I looked in the mirror once more. I was wearing a strapless mini dress that was black. It had plain black lines going horizontally across making it look like there were bumps in the dress. It looked awesome. I also had a red belt under my bust which naturally draws attention. The shoes were what scared me though. They were chunky platforms, red like my belt (I hate flat our refused to wear heels) but I was still sure I would fall flat on my face.

Shayla took one last photo and then pulled us through the door. I really wish I had said no to this. But I couldn't stay in my room and think about him all night. I had thought about it enough today that I knew I would have night mares. Maybe a little alcohol would fix that.

Yea I know I'm not one to drink. But he promise, he promised, it would be like they never existed. Well it's not! Why should I be the only keeper of an empty promise? If he can't keep his end of the deal then why should I keep mine? Maybe being reckless and dangerous was what I needed to really forget him. Because there was no doubt in my mind he had already forgotten me.

Shayla pulled us through the door still in the lead to the dorm where there was already a massive party underway. There was a smoke machine and disco lights and drinks everywhere, people dancing to the beat that was pumping through the floor and making my feet feel funny through my shoes.

"Feel like a drink Bella?" Shayla asked, her and Aleesha already had a shot each in their hands. I was about to say no. I didn't really want to drink. And then I thought of Edward and how happy he would be that I was saying no, and protecting myself.

And I did what any normal person would do. I grabbed the last shot off the table, clinked glasses and downed it quick.

I almost choked. That stuff was horrible... But I strangely wanted more... Soon we were playing a game... It was called lick, sip, suck... You lick the salt of your hand, then have a shot then you suck on a lemon or a lime something citrus. We were using lemons.

I don't really know how we started this but it ended soon after when a boy I didn't know cut his thumb trying to cut up another lemon. We walked away from the blood.

Shayla grabbed my hand and we started to dance. We danced for two songs and it was amazing I hadn't tripped over once. I pulled away when the third song started to play. And told Shayla I needed to go to the bathroom.

As I was coming back down the stairs from the bathroom though I tripped and fell into the arms of an absolutely gorgeous boy. He had dark brown hair and it fell into his eyes, he was tanned and muscular and had piercing grey eyes. He reminded me of the boys from La Push.

"Hey there sugar." He smiled at me and then helped me stand up right again.

"I don't think I know you yet, my names Antonio." He took my hand and kissed it. "And yours would be?"

"I'm Bella."

"Wow, beautiful in Italian. Let me get you a drink Bella." And he pulled one from behind his back. Wow this guy was cool. If I had been in a right state of mind, I would have realised this guy was a player, and I would not have taken the drink. But I wasn't. I was drunk. So I took the drink.

As I made my way back to Shayla after thanking Antonio I started to feel weird, like my body was shutting down, my legs weren't responding properly. I grabbed Shay's arm and she caught me as I fell. Then Antonio was there and he pulled me into his arms.

"NO, you put her down, she will not be your next little sex toy Antonio!" Shayla was really mad and I didn't understand why. Antonio was just trying to help.

"Calm down Shayla, she's fine she's just had too drink, let me take her to her room."

"Like hell, you aren't going anywhere with her! And she has had too much to drink of whatever was in that drink you gave her!"

"Shayla," I whispered I couldn't see properly my vision was blurred and I closed my eyes and felt my body go limp. I couldn't hold on anymore.

I am sorry for the cliff hanger... Just thought it would be fun

I promise I will write the next chapter tomorrow, well actually today now... Wow. So please review :)

And I know I said Bella would meet a Cullen. But I changed it and it's in the next chapter I promise!!!