A/N: Okay, so I am so overwhelmed by the intial response to this little bastard child of mine. I promise you that even though this is a high school based story it is more than your usual fluffy shit and that makes me as giddy as Jasper while watching Talladega Nights. I hope you are all enjoying the ride so far. Can you believe I let Edward and Bella talk in this chapter? How dare you CPW? LOL

As usual, thanks to my beta MaggieMay14 for making my shit ten times better than I ever could. She would probably drink me under the table in a game of Kings, and to flightlessbird11 who told me to just post this baby already.

I don't own twilight, nor do I own the little yorkie poo currenly perched beside my feet and farting up a storm, while sleeping no less. Who knew tiny dogs could smell so bad?!?

BPOV

"Just wear it Bella," chided Rosalie angrily as she tossed me a fucking tiara and insisted I wear it for the day. Today was September thirteenth. Two weeks since the end of summer beach party and my eighteenth birthday. I have been dreading today like the fucking plague because Rosalie's parents were out of town and she was throwing me an invitation only birthday party, with their permission of course. Then again, she did lie and say it was only going to be about ten girls from school attending. She also fed this line of crap to Charlie when she got him to agree to me sleeping over at her place that tonight.

"Bella, I didn't waste fifteen bucks of my hard earned babysitting money to have these babies drawn up at Kinko's for no reason," said Alice as I reluctantly pulled on the skin tight jeans and black tank top they had given me to wear for the day.

"Fine. But I want it noted that I am completely against this," I replied as I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and Alice fastened the tiara with a few bobby pins. I was going to have a raging headache by lunchtime.

By the time lunch did roll around, not only did I have a migraine but I was also tired of people asking me why the hell I was wearing a silver plastic tiara. Senorita Marquez tried to get me to remove it in first period Spanish, but there were so many bobby pins and it was taking so long, she ended up giving up as Alice and Jasper laughed at my expense. "Okay, let's get this bitch rolling," laughed Alice as she handed Rosalie the invitations and we watched as she suddenly stood on the table we were sitting at and whistled loudly, calling the entire cafeteria to her attention.

"Listen up. Today is the birthday of one of my best friends in the entire world, Bella," shouted Rosalie as a few of the nearby guys started clapping madly and Rosalie sliced her hand across the air, telling them to shut the fuck up. "Tonight, at my house there will be a very special, by invitation only, party. If you get an invitation, it's only for you. Don't bring a guest. Don't bring a gift; all details are on the invites. Any questions? No… good," she yelled out rudely, not even giving people the chance to actually ask anything.

Rosalie effortlessly hopped down from the table and with Alice by her side, began handing out the invitations. I knew that Rosalie and Alice only had 50 created and there was like 80 people in our senior class, so I felt kind of bad for those that weren't invited but I had no say in the matter. I did however; snicker gently as they passed by Lauren and Jessica, giving them both rude glances in the process.

The 'gonorrhea twins' as we had taken to calling them had not been friendly to us at all during high school. When Alice had braces, they teased her. When Rosalie was flat, they called her a boy and when I was subjected to wearing glasses for a little while after I lost my contacts, they took turns calling me names as well. They were due their comeuppance and now that we had wormed our way into the Forks High Elite, as Rosalie like to call it, they were slowly being edged out. Of course becoming one of the popular girls at school was something I didn't strive for, although it seemed to be happening anyways.

I couldn't help but look over at the table where most of the football players sat as Rosalie slowly ambled over there with the now tiny stack of invites. She handed one to Mike, then Tyler and Eric, who I think was actually just the equipment manager, but he was nice enough to us at the beach to warrant an invite. She had three left and I couldn't stop the snicker that left my mouth as she handed the last three invites to Jasper, Emmett and finally Edward, who seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at getting invited. It was Alice's bright idea to give him his invitation for last for being such an ass to me lately.

During the past week, Edward didn't try to talk to me again, so I gave him the cold shoulder and completely shut him out. I felt bad about rejecting him so harshly when he offered me the pizza, but I gave up wanting to apologize the moment I saw the huge hickey on his neck, which was put there by none other than Jessica Stanley. I overheard her in the girls' room one day gushing about how she was certain she would be dating Edward by homecoming and I hoped and prayed that he wasn't stupid enough to fall for her pathetic manipulative ways.

Edward and I never even looked at each other in health class anymore and he seemed genuinely relieved when the replacement textbooks arrived and I finally got my own copy. Even today as Rosalie and Alice paraded me around in a fucking tiara, he never looked at me, until we got to final period.

"Thanks for the invite," he said casually as he waved the small piece of paper in front of himself in the air.

"Thank Rosalie. She made the list."

"Oh," he said sounding slightly disappointed. "Well, I'm not sure I can make it. Kinda short notice don't you think?"

"Once again, not my doing. Complain to Rosalie. It doesn't' matter if you show up or not Edward, the party will go on with or without you," I retorted angrily as Newton came over and leaned over the edge of my desk, gushing about how he was planning to come and was really excited to be invited.

"I hope you will save me a dance," said Mike as I pretended to be interested in what he was saying and I heard Edward muttering swear words behind me as he opened up his textbook. Mrs. Jameson came in moments later and forced Mike back to his seat, which left me extremely relieved. I couldn't wait for the day to be over and that included the party.

Unfortunately for me, Edward had to slip me a note just as Mrs. Jameson was discussing an upcoming project she would be forcing upon us having to do with sexually transmitted diseases.

Do you not want me to come to the party?

How the fuck was I supposed to respond to that? No, I want you to come to the party and then I want you to ravish me upstairs in the guest bedroom as I scream your name over and over again. Hmm… not even an option.

It would be nice if you came to the party.

I watched with interest as Edward read the note and then began scribbling something in response to me. I never got the chance to see what he had written before Mrs. Jameson wandered over to our table and distracted us.

"Bella… you and Edward will get Chlamydia," she said with a smile as my eyes grew wide.

"Umm… excuse me?" I asked rudely as she looked and me with one raised eye brow.

"For the project we are doing on sexually transmitted diseases Bella. You and Edward are partners and your disease will be Chlamydia. Its due in two weeks, so please no slacking guys," said Mrs. Jameson as she turned back to the class and began handing out assignments to the other students. Newton and his partner Eric got Pubic Lice and I couldn't help the giggle that escaped when she announced their disease.

"I guess we'll need to make some sort of arrangements to get together," said Edward casually as he balled up the note he was writing and tossed in the trash can behind us. My eyes glanced down at it quickly before he coughed; reminding me he had actually spoken to me.

"Umm… yeah. How about Monday after class?"

"Sounds fine," said Edward with a slight smile as Mrs. Jameson called us back to order and we began a rousing discussion about sexually STD's. Of course all I could think about by this stage was that I had to work together with Edward on a project and we would no doubt be alone. I wanted to soak my panties and puke my guts out all in the same breath.

When class let out, I moved slowly as I packed my book bag and once everyone was out of the room, I eagerly retrieved the crumpled up note from the garbage can. I smoothed it out on the top of my desk and gasped slightly when I read his words.

I would love to come with you

Fuck. Me.

"Belllaaaa… " shouted Alice as I walked out of the building and found her in the driver's seat of Rosalie's truck singing 'Man I Feel Like a Woman' by Shania Twain. "Let's go honey; we need to slut you up for tonight." I looked around the parking lot and couldn't help but notice Mike, Edward, Jasper and Tyler standing off to the side, staring at me in complete surprise and I was instantly mortified.

"Fuck off Brandon," I shouted to her as I channeled my inner confidence and casually hopped in the back seat of the truck. As I was getting comfortable, I noticed that Rosalie had finally showed up and was yelling profanities at Alice for even stepping near her truck without her. "Can we get this night over with?"

"Bella, you should be a little more excited. When I handed Edward his invitation today, he looked relived to be invited, almost happy even. I haven't seen that dick happy all fucking semester," explained Rosalie as I groaned and threw my head against the front seat head rest.

"I'm not sure if he's even coming. He told me today in class that it was too short of notice for him. Then Mrs. Jameson tossed us into a project together about STD's," I said with a sigh. I knew full well that the entire reason for this party was for me to get drunk and make a play for Edward. I wasn't against the idea in theory, but knew I would have Mike all over me for the night, which I wasn't looking forward to. "I'm getting so many mixed signals; I feel I'm lusting over a broken traffic light."

"Who gives a shit? Let's have a good time regardless of what Cullen is or isn't doing," stated Alice firmly as I took one more look across the parking lot and noticed Edward with his hand on the roof of his car, staring at us. "If Edward decides not to show up, don't let your night be ruined. There's other fish in the sea Bella. Let's reel in one, what do you say?"

"Stop with the fishing analogies and you got a deal. You sound like my fucking father."

Five hours later and after sitting for way too long in a chair in front of Rosalie's mirror getting my hair straightened, I was finally ready. "Last touch," said Alice with a grin as she put that damned tiara back on my head.

"I thought I didn't need to dress up since I was the birthday girl," I asked as I looked Alice over and noticed she was dressed in a short black mini skirt with a white tank top. I looked like a slut and she was covered head to toe in black, how is this fair?

"Sorry Bells. I lied," scoffed Alice as she looked in the mirror and primped her hair a little bit so that it was perfect. She then began tugging her skirt up a little bit, which was the complete opposite of me who was busy pulling my skirt down to make sure my underwear didn't show at all. "It's your birthday, but it's not like I made you dress like a whore or anything. Edward won't be able to resist you."

"Great," I sighed as I looked outside the front window and noticed that some cars were finally pulling into Rosalie's driveway. "Let the games begin."

Rosalie was downstairs in short and tight red dress letting people into the house. When I finally wandered down into the great room, there were about fifteen people gathered around, already enjoying the mass quantities of booze that Rosalie painstakingly laid out in the kitchen.

"Hey… there's the birthday girl," called out Mike as he strolled across the room and I noticed he was wearing the same clothes from earlier in the day. Thanks for making an effort, I scoffed to myself as he wandered closer and offered up a very strained hug. "You look sexy as hell Bella."

"Umm… thanks."

"Stop staring at her tits. You haven't even wished her a happy birthday yet," laughed Alice as she handed me a drink and gripped my elbow tightly, leading me away from Mike as quickly as she could.

Half an hour later, almost all the guests had arrived, including Emmett and Jasper, who was glued to Alice's side most of the time. When he wasn't right beside her or holding her hand sweetly, he was staring at her longingly from across the room. "Did you and Jazz already sleep together?" I asked Alice with morbid curiosity as we stepped onto the porch of Rosalie's house to get some fresh air.

"No. Hell, we haven't even rounded second base yet. We had one date, that was it," she said with a laugh as she pulled out a flask from the pocket of her skirt and handed it to me. "Consider it your birthday gift; just don't do anything stupid like fuck Newton."

"Tell me oh wise one, what the hell did you do to make Jasper so crazy for you?" I asked anxiously as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder and I flipped open the flask eagerly.

"Would you believe I have done nothing? I was honest with him and told him I liked him and that was it. I swear," she said with a grin as I nudged her shoulder gently. "I just lucked out because apparently he's been a little smitten with me for a while and never had the balls to do anything."

"All that wasted time," I said quietly as she nodded her head.

"I know! We could be passing home on a thrice weekly basis if it wasn't for our own stupidity," she said with a smile as Jasper showed up at the open door and leaned against the jamb, watching Alice intently.

Emmett showed up at the door and spoke quickly to Jazz, who disappeared back into the house with him. I quickly opened the flask and took a quick swig of the whiskey contained within it. "Did you notice that Forks boys suck? I'm seriously considering heading up to Port Angeles to find a guy Alice. This is ridiculous."

"Edward will come around Bella. I can feel it in my bones."

"That's a calcium deficiency Alice," I replied sarcastically as she leaned forward and kissed my cheek.

"Have faith birthday girl."

EPOV

Why I bothered going, I'll never fucking know. When I pulled up to Rosalie's house, Bella and Alice were standing outside on the porch and Bella looked absolutely sinful in a short blue and black plaid skirt, black t-shirt and that mother fucking tiara on her head. The weather was unseasonably warm, so I was sure neither of them was cold even though they were barely dressed. Hell, I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and I was warm as hell. That could be because of my nerves as well. It probably didn't help that I had spent the last forty minutes combing through the only gift store in all of Forks trying to find something to give Bella for her birthday and I still came away empty handed and feeling like an idiot.

I also felt like a fucking stalker as I sat motionless in my car, watching them talk and share a flask of something. I had finally gathered up my nerve and was about to go join them when I saw them walk back into the house after Rosalie popped her head out the front door and said something to them.

I anxiously stepped out of the car and wandered into Rosalie's place. Her grandparents had a lot of money, but her mother apparently liked to spend it like crazy. At least this was one of the many rumors I had heard through the nurses at my dad's office. I'd never been to her house before but I was surprised at how simple it was. Two story, red brick, porch that wrapped around the front… it was actually pretty nice for Forks.

"Dude, I didn't think you would make it," said Jasper as I strolled in and saw him clutching a red cup filled with beer. I grasped it quickly and pounded it back as he laughed and then headed into the kitchen where all the booze was laid out on the counter. Several of the guests were busy pouring shots and taking them off of Angela Weber's navel. I was shocked; I had no idea that the Reverend Weber's daughter had it in her. I watched as Jasper made both of us some nasty looking concoction using a little bit from each of the bottles of liquor and thrust it towards me. "Liquid courage."

"Thanks," I grumbled as I took a tentative sip and scanned the room for Bella. Unfortunately, I found Emmett instead who was in the living room playing a card game with a few other guys from the football team as Rosalie and Alice looked on. I reluctantly sat down beside Emmett on the couch as Mike began telling everyone the rules to Kings as though we had never played it before.

I opted out of the game, but watched reluctantly as everyone else proceeded to get wasted. It was only half an hour later that Eric was puking in the fake plastic fern in the kitchen and Tyler had broken some vase that was on the living room mantle.

"Fours for whores," called out Emmett drunkenly as I looked at him with one quirked eye brow.

"Weren't you paying attention Debbie?" asked Emmett. Ever since he found out I liked Bella, he had taken to calling me various girls names because he didn't think I had the balls to hook up with her. It was getting old very fast. "When a girl flips over a four, she has to kiss another girl. Rosalie lucked out this time by flipping over the four of spades. Come on Rosie… your adoring public awaits."

Emmett sat back on the couch and draped his arms over the back, as though he was expecting to get a blow job or something. Rosalie motioned to Alice who simply leaned over and opened her mouth slightly to welcome her in. The girls kissed fervently for a few moments and seemed to really get into it amid the gasps and groans of the male contingent in the room. Jasper and Emmett were smiling widest of all though once the girls finally pulled apart.

"That was so fucking hot," yelled out Emmett as he slammed back the rest of his drink and Rosalie stood up, finally noticing the broken vase by the mantle and disappeared angrily. The game continued on and after a few moments, I noticed Alice wink at Jasper and then she moved out on to the porch with him close on her heels.

I was shocked when I walked outside and found them practically humping against the red brick exterior of the house. I coughed loudly to alert them to my presence and Jasper tried to shoo me away. I was sure he was bursting at the seams to be with Alice after her little display of lesbianism we both just witnessed.

"I just want to know if you've seen Bella," I asked awkwardly as Alice pulled back from Jasper and her face lit up like a fucking Christmas tree.

"I think she said she was going to go to Rose's room for a minute, the fuck me boots we forced her to wear were killing her. Upstairs, second room on the left," explained Alice as she suddenly grabbed the back of Jasper's head and pulled him back to her face. I could hear loud slurping noises and shuddered as I walked through the house and up the stairs.

I easily found the door to Rosalie's bedroom and it was open slightly, so I casually pushed it open and walked inside to find Bella sitting at the window seat, staring out into the darkness and not even noticing my arrival. I wracked my brain but I had no good line to start out with so I went simple. "Hi."

"Hey," replied Bella as she turned around to face me for a second before looking back out the window.

"Having a good birthday?" I said stupidly as I closed the door behind me, walking closer to her. She seemed angry or upset, I couldn't tell which, perhaps both. "The party seems fun. I think Angela was about to climb on the dining room table and do a little dance for everyone," I added with a laugh as Bella pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.

Jesus fuck! Did she not realize what she was wearing? I peeled my eyes from between her legs where I could now see a hint of her sexy white panties and tried to focus on her. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Plus it's hot as Satan's Balls down there. Has Rose never heard of air conditioning?" I replied coolly as she quirked her eye brow curiously at me. "Has no one else wished you a happy birthday?"

"Birthdays are pointless. It's not like this is some major milestone. Sure I can vote, but I can't drink legally and I can already drive," she muttered as I sat down on the floor, my back against the edge of the window seat she was sitting on. Other than sitting beside her in health class, this was the closest we had ever gotten to one another, unless of course you count the second grade when I hugged her after she gave me a really nice Valentines Card. It had Scooby Doo on it. "I'm hardly friends with half the people down there and they are probably fucking up Rosalie's parents' house."

"Isn't that Rosalie's problem though? She's the one throwing this little shindig," I asked curiously as Bella rested her head against the window pane. "Anyways, it's just possessions. I'm sure she can clean the plant Eric puked in and replace the vase that broke. I'm not so sure about the chandelier I saw Angela swinging from earlier though. She's a little girl but she drank her weight in beer tonight. I'm kinda worried about her." I knew I was rambling at this point, but I didn't know quite what to say to her. 'Hi my name is Edward and I would love to stick my cock inside of you' just didn't seem appropriate.

"Why did you come?"

"It's a party and I'm a teenage boy, so of course I came for the free booze," I lied as Bella suddenly reached her hand over and began running it through my hair. It was by far the best feeling in the entire world. Like an orgasm but ten million times better because it was Bella touching me. Fuck, if she ever got to touch my dick I knew I would spontaneously orgasm. It wouldn't be pretty and I wouldn't last very long, but it would so be worth it.

"No you didn't. If you really came for the free booze, you'd be downstairs drinking it like all the other lushes who showed up tonight. So cut the shit Cullen. Why did you come?" she asked again as she went to move her hand away from my head, but I gripped her wrist and held it in place.

"That's very soothing, so feel free to do it whenever the hell you want," I muttered as I let go of her and she went back to massaging my scalp and playing with my hair. "I came because I wanted to see you. Even though we don't get to talk much in class, you seem nice."

"Thanks… I think," said Bella with an awkward grin as my heart soared slightly from making her smile.

"So, if you don't want to be at this party, what do you want to be doing?" I asked curiously as she began scratching her forehead with her free hand. The silence in the room was deafening as Bella took a few moments to consider how she wanted to respond to my query.

"I want to do something memorable. Something that will stay in my mind forever as a great moment in my short little life," she said succinctly as I pondered her answer for a instant.

"I'm guessing this party won't be memorable for you?"

"Not likely. Unless something major happens like Newton sticking his head in the oven and singeing off all of his hair. Of course, that won't happen because this is Forks and Newton might be stupid but he doesn't have a death wish." Bella stopped for a moment and I heard her giggle the sweetest little noise I have ever heard. I couldn't help but wonder if she was envisioning Mike's suicide mission like I had been. "This party will just be a fleeting moment for me and I won't remember anything that happened here tonight when it really matters… with the exception of this conversation of course," she said genuinely as I tried to think of some way to make this night memorable for her. My first thought would be to kiss her and maybe fuck her, but then again, I wasn't sure that Bella would even find that memorable, although I knew for me it would be mind blowing.

"Okay then, let's make it memorable. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know Edward," she said with a groan as her hand moved harder against my scalp and I let out a low groan. "You really like this?"

"Oh fuck yes…" I growled as Bella turned in her seat and was sitting cross legged on the window seat, directly behind me. Suddenly she had both hands massaging my head and it took every ounce of self control I had not to jump up and start kissing her furiously. I was about to offer up a suggestion for making her birthday memorable, when her door opened and there stood Rosalie in all her glory, staring at us angrily. I turned back to look at Bella, wanting to gauge her facial expression and I came face to face with her white panties again. Apparently Bella had no idea they were visible to me and my dick hardened immediately as I gazed at her fabric covered pussy for a moment. Would it be wrong of me to take a deep breath and take in her scent?

"What in the hell is going on in here?" Rosalie asked furiously as I was woken from my thoughts of Bella's body wrapped around mine and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Scalp massage?" I offered up as Bella giggled behind me and slowed her motions on my head. Fuck I loved that giggle.

"Seriously?" questioned Rosalie as she quirked her eye brow at us. "You two don't even talk and now I am supposed to believe that you are alone in my bedroom simply getting a scalp massage?"

"The door was open Rosalie. Do you think if Edward even considering doing… whatever the fuck it is you are thinking about, that he would leave the door open?" Bella asked as I turned around to look her in the eye and she winked at me with a sly smile.

"She's right. I would have locked that fucker if I was going to do… well anything," I said with a small laugh as Bella continued moving her hands along my head and I let out another involuntary moan. Why the hell hadn't I locked the door?

"Whatever. Anyways, can I talk to Bella for a moment… in private?" asked Rosalie as she came further into the room. I could see her and Bella having some sort of staring contest as I reluctantly got off the ground and stood up.

"Come find me downstairs later," I said to Bella with a wink as I wandered out of the room, looking back for a moment to catch Rosalie sitting beside her on the window seat and both of them smiling about something.

When I walked down the stairs and into the living room, I wasn't surprised to find Emmett pounding back a beer while holding an arm wrestling contest with Eric on the coffee table. Even with one hand holding tightly on to his red plastic cup, Emmett still beat Eric easily. He noticed me from the corner of his eye and when he finished his drink, he wandered over to join me. "Where the hell have you been?"

"Talking to Bella," I admitted honestly as Emmett patted me on the back and smiled drunkenly.

"It's about time. Did you get some, Judy?"

"I said we were talking, so if you want to know if she talked back to me, then yes… I got some," I replied sarcastically as Jasper came over without Alice and Emmett and I both looked at him in surprise. "Now stop calling me girls names you fucking douchebag."

"Where's the midget?" asked Emmett crudely as he shook his head at me and Jasper pointed up the stairs.

"She went up to join Rosalie and Bella for some reason," said Jasper with a sigh as we all walked into the kitchen where the beer was. Jasper and Emmett helped themselves to a new drink and I decided to not drink anymore than the one beer I had already taken from Jasper earlier and the nasty concoction he had made me. Things were going well so far with Bella and I thought staying sober may be a wise move in the grand scheme of things.

We milled around the kitchen for a while, talking to some of the other football players for a bit. Practice that week had been brutal and Coach Clapp certainly didn't ease up on us since we were just back to school and all the guys were complaining about it. Our first game was in a week and even though it was just with Port Angeles High, Clapp was acting like it was the god damned Super Bowl.

After almost an hour with no sign of any of the girls, I began to get slightly worried. When I told Bella I wanted her to find me downstairs, she looked almost happy about it. I glanced at the kitchen clock and noticed it was past midnight, so I headed out to the front porch to get some fresh air. This was when I noticed something major; Rosalie's truck was missing.

"Umm… where's Rosalie?" I asked Angela who was walking out the front door with her boyfriend Ben on her arm.

"She left like ten minutes ago with Alice and Bella. She just texted me to let everyone know to get the fuck out of her house, but when I told them no one else seemed to care," said Angela with a sigh as I raised my eye brows in concern. "I don't actually know where they went, if that's what you want to know."

"Thanks," I said casually as I walked back inside the house and stared kicking people out. Several of the guests looked pissed as I turned into asshole Edward and told them to get the fuck out. No one was more pissed than Emmett though.

"She left? What the fuck? I've spent the last three hours practically eye fucking her at every possible turn and she leaves with her friends? This is fucked up," said Emmett as he kicked Mike and Eric out and then the only people left were Jasper, Emmett and I. Just as I was about to suggest we leave, Jasper got a text on his phone and furiously started digging into his pocket, which was probably a sign that the message was from Alice.

Jasper furrowed his brow for a moment before running outside the hopping in the back seat of my nasty old car. "Get in the car and take me to the beach at Lake Olympia," he stated coolly as I looked at him as though he was talking a foreign language.

"Did you just tell me to do something? I think you should ask politely Mr. Whitlock. It's not my fault you're too fucking drunk to do anything, let alone drive," I said furiously as I wandered towards the car and Emmett turned off the lights in the house and closing the door behind him before joining us outside.

"Just get in the car and drive."

"Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on," I replied angrily. I was never particularly a fan of being told what to do, even by my own mother. Although with her I tended to get frustrated, but I did whatever she asked me of anyways. I was kind of a push over when it came to her.

"Get in the mother fucking car Cullen."

"No."

I watched as Emmett climbed his big burly self into the passenger seat and waited patiently, completely ignoring the fight that was occurring between Jasper and me. Emmett seemed content, like a little kid who was promised ice cream when the ride was over if he behaved himself.

"Fine then we'll go without you," said Jasper as he climbed over the front seat and into my driver's seat. I whipped open the door and he fell out onto his back, which made me laugh uncontrollably. "Just read this and get in the car," he ended up saying as he passed me his phone and I read the little test message that graced the screen.

Skinny Dipping at Lake Olympia. Bring Em and E.

A/N: I promise the next chapter will continue on from here. Like I wouldn't write about skinny dipping! Gah!