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Chapter 5. Clubbin!

When I walked into the house, I heard the thing I had played last night. Not wanting to interrupt him, I walked over until I was standing directly behind

Him and watched him play. He looked so different as he played, as if he could feel something besides apathy. I simply stood there and watched him. Something

In me wanted to reach out and touch him, but I held back, not sure how he would take it. Another part of me wanted to sit down and play the piano with

Him, but I held back again. Maybe it would be best if I just left right now. I was about to run up the stairs when he stopped playing and turned to face

Me.

BPOV:

Edward stared in shock for several seconds before looking slightly sheepish. "Hello, Princess," he greeted me coolly.

"Hello, your highness," I replied, not quite sure what to say. "Sorry I interrupted your playing."

"It was nothing. I was just passing some time."

He stood quickly and turned to face me. Tentatively, I smiled, making good on my promise to myself to be a little nicer to him. "You're really good. That was beautiful," I said, trying to think of something to talk about.

"Thank you," he said, face softening slightly. Then it hardened into that mask he usually wore everywhere. "What your highness, decided to be nice to me all of a sudden?"

I glared furiously right back. "No, I just thought that since I was in face in your house, I might just want to be polite. But if you're going to be an ass about it anyway, I don't know why I bother."

"Wow Princess," he said, smiling again. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked me."

My anger finally got the better of my self control. "Edward Cullen! You are the most annoying, arrogant, conceited, twisted, terd wad I've ever met in my life and I wouldn't like you if you were the last person on earth!" and I did something that I didn't think I'd ever do. I took a step back and kicked him hard in the stomach.

For a second, I swore I saw a flash of hurt in his eyes, but it was gone before I could ponder it any further. He gave me a long searching look, then simply said, "Ditto," and walked out of the room.

I stood there for several seconds, not quite sure what to make of the situation. Why did he always have to go and ruin a moment when we were actually trying to get along? "That's it," I decided out loud. "I'm done trying to be nice to him."

I stepped forward and sat down at the piano I assumed was his. It was a very nice piano, by the looks of it, extremely new and expensive. Running my fingers over the keys, I lightly began to play. It wasn't any particular song; I just began to hit random keys until I had unconsciously begun to play some sort of tune. Soon, I gained more confidence and put more notes together, hitting cords and making up a composition of my own. I had never tried this before and it felt good, just sitting there playing Edward's piano. I knew it probably wasn't very smart to do this, but I wanted to. I felt a slight presence behind me and stopped playing, not sure if I wanted to turn around.

Looking over my left shoulder I saw a tall beautiful woman with caramel colored hair falling in light waves to the middle of her back. She smiled at me and sat down on the bench beside me. "You're Bella right?" she asked in a sweet musical voice.

"Yeah. I'm Bella. Are you Alice's mother?" I thought she was a bit young to be a mother.

She laughed lightly. "I'm her foster mother yes. That piano playing was beautiful. Edward is the only person I know who can play." I winced at the name and her eyes narrowed.

I looked down. "I'm probably not as good as he is."

She smiled warmly. "You're good enough. My name is Esme by the way. I hope you have fun tonight with Alice. She can go overboard sometimes though, just thought I'd warn you."

I laughed as she stood up to go make dinner. Just then, the door flew open and Alice, followed by Rosalie, Jasper, and Emmett walked into the room.

"Bellaaaaaaaaa!" shouted Emmett, picking me up off the piano bench and swinging me around in huge circles. "You survived Alice and then you survived alone time with Eddy! Yay!"

Alice punched him playfully on the arm and Rosalie just rolled her eyes. I laughed and squirmed free from his arms. "First of all, thanks for making me dizzy. Second of all, yes Emmett. I did survive by some miracle on this earth."

I winced at the intensity of Alice's death glare as I turned to Jasper with a smile. "How do you put up with this all the time?" I asked, sincerely interested.

He thought about it for a second. "I have no idea."

"So Bells, why were you sitting at Eddy's piano bench anyway?" asked Emmett, an evil glint in his eye. "Does somebody have a crush on little Mr. Virgin for life?"

I glared at them all. Alice had an 'I told you so' look on her face. "Let's get one thing straight right now. I will not, nor will I ever have a crush on, fall in love, or have any sort of intimate relationship with Edward Cullen. Got it?"

They just laughed at me. "Hey Bella," Alice finally calmed down. "Do you want to know why ye made you buy a bathing suit?"

Everyone stopped and Emmett ran up the stairs, appearing about two minutes later in swimming trunks. "Um, sure."

I dug through my bags for my bikini and slipped into Alice's bathroom to change. When I got back into the living room, I saw Alice and the others also in bathing suits. We all made our way into the backyard and I gasped. "You have a heated pool?"

Alice nodded. Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. Before I could turn around, I felt a pair of strong arms around my waist, lifting me into the air and throwing me into the pool.

"Ah! Oh hell no." I kept a death grip on the person holding me, sending both of us into the pool.

When my head broke the surface, I saw Emmett doubled over in laughter at the side of the pool, Alice and Rosalie in the shallow end, and the last person I'd expected to be behind me treading water about a foot way from me.

"Jasper!" (Ha! Bet you thought it would be Edward.)

He grinned evilly. "It was Alice's idea."

"Oh no you don't!" Alice shouted, swimming out to where we were swimming. "Don't you dare try to pin this all on me. Bella, who are you going to believe? Your bestest friend, or rotten Jasper over here?"

I heard Rosalie's laughter from behind me. "I wouldn't believe either of them if I were you," she whispered loud enough for them all to hear.

"Hey!" shouted Alice and Jasper at the same time. My attention was drawn away from the argument by the sight of Emmett, bending over at the edge of the pool so he could watch us. Over his shoulder, I could see Edward standing behind him. When he saw me, he raised one hand, putting a finger to his lips, signaling to me to stay quiet. I contemplated telling for a second, then decided to see what would happen. Alice and Jasper were still arguing with Rosalie about who was the most trustworthy, and Emmett was just watching in silent (For once) fascination. I made a zipping motion over my mouth, showing him that I wouldn't say anything. He smiled at me, then raised his right foot and kicked Emmett directly in the center of his rear end, sending him splashing face first into the pool.

Everyone froze and turned just in time to see Emmett resurface, complaining about how it wasn't funny. We were all laughing hysterically by this point.

"Who pushed me into the pool?" he asked, looking all around in confusion, but the patio was empty. I kept my mouth shut and played along.

"I don't know Emm. Maybe it was a ghost."

"Dun dun dun!" shouted Alice in mock horror.

I thought it best not to say anything about Edward being on the patio. After all, for some reason, I had decided to maybe be a little nicer to him, even though he was really pushing my limits. We continued playing around for about another hour and then got out because it was ten o'clock and Esme said we would catch a cold if we weren't careful.

EPOV:

I was extremely bored. None of my friends had called to see if we could do anything this weekend and I really wanted to do something. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and picked up my cell, dialing Erin's number.

"Hello?" he sounded like he was half asleep or something.

"Hey man. What's up?"

"Nothing really. Just trying to think of something to do," he admitted.

"Hey! I got an idea. There's this new club up in Port Angelis. You interested?"

There was a long pause as he thought about the idea. "Sure. Why not? We all going?"

"Yeah. Can you call the others?"

"Yeah man. What time are we meeting tomorrow?"

"I'll come around and pick you all up around five okay?"

"Okay. Peace, man."

I flipped my phone closed just in time to hear a squeal of "Barbie Bella!"

And then another scream of "Nooooooo!"

Laughing, I opened my door and walked out into the hallway where Alice was dragging a reluctant Bella into her bedroom. "Have fun, Princess," I called just as the door closed behind all of them. I heard Bella let out a string of profanities and laughed again. She was a funny girl. I remembered how she had looked in the pool, the moonlight shining off her skin and hair, "Edward! Stop thinking like that!" I shouted mentally at myself.

"See something you like?" came a voice from behind me. That was when I realized I had been staring at Alice's bedroom door. I turned around to see Carlisle smirking down at me.

"No. I was just going to the bathroom."

He shrugged, but I could tell he didn't believe me. "You have a perfectly good bathroom right next to your bedroom."

"I know, but it was out of toilet paper."

"Edward, why won't you just let someone in?" Carlisle was trying to help me again.

"Because I'm not worth it," I replied before shoving past him and walking down the stairs to get something to drink.

I was going to walk back into my room when I heard Bella scream from down the hallway. "No Emmett! Don't touch the curling iron!" Curious, I walked down the hall to listen.

(This part is in third person.)

"I want to try it!" shouted Emmett, pulling the curling iron out of Alice's hands. Bella sat in the chair, staring fearfully at Emmett.

"Don't touch me with that thing!" she shouted, standing from her seat.

"It's a good thing I'm done then," said Alice, watching as Bella sprinted out into the hallway.

BPOV:

I sprinted angrily out of the room. There was no way in hell Emmett was touching my hair with that thing. I wasn't watching where I was going so I didn't notice the stairs until it was too late. Damn it! Why did Alice's room have to be right next to the stairs?

"Uh oh," I said, not able to stop my fall. "Timber!"

That was when I felt a pair of strong arms around my waist, steadying me. Blushing crimson, I turned around to see a tall blonde man. He laughed and stretched out his hand.

"Hello Bella. My name is Carlisle Cullen."

I gave him a grateful look as I pulled myself free from him and took a step back. "Nice to meet you," I said and heard Emmett's booming laughter behind me.

"Silly Bella," he said between chuckles.

"It was all your fault in the first place," I snapped back in irritation. This only made him laugh harder.

"Emmett, please refrain from trying to kill our guests," Carlisle reprimanded with a glint of humor in his eyes. "Do you children think you could behave long enough for Esme and I to go out for the evening?"

Alice squealed behind me. "Go right ahead Carlizzle. Leave the hizzle."

Carlisle groaned, gave us one last look and went off down the stairs and out the door. "Carlizzle?" I asked, laughing quietly.

She nodded. "I call him that because of the way its spelled. C A R L I S L E." I laughed again. All this laughing was going to give me a stomach ache.

"Oh I get it."

Suddenly, Emmett ran into the room. "Truth or dare time!" he shouted.

"Yeah!" shouted Rosalie right behind him.

"Okay then," said Alice. "To the living room."

I walked over to Edward's door. If he played, things would definitely get interested. "Hey your highness! Wanna play truth or dare?"

"Why would I want to play a childish game like that?" he called back.

I sighed and followed the others down into the living room.

"Bella! You have to go first!" shouted Rosalie, patting the spot next to her on the floor. I sat down and crossed my legs.

"Why me?"

"Because you got here last," explained jasper. "Now just go."

"Fine. Um, Emmett. Truth or dare?"

"Dare!" Emmett shouted without a second thought. I laughed and leaned forward.

"Emmett. I dare you to dress up in a Girl Scout uniform, go to Mike Newton's house, ring the doorbell. When he answers, ask him if he wants some Girl Scout cookies. Then have a five minute conversation with him on whether or not the uniform makes you look fat."

"Oh my god!" shouted Rosalie. The others were too busy laughing to notice. "Bella, that's perfect!"

"Does anybody have a girl scout uniform lying around?" I asked, "Or are we going to have to strip one in the middle of the street."

"I have one," Alice chimed in. "Just let me go get it."

Emmett stared at the ground in shame. "I underestimated you Bella," he said, looking defeated.

"Awe you'll get over it," I said, patting his shoulder. "The real challenge is trying to figure out a way to get you into it."

Ten minutes later we were still struggling to get the tiny, pink uniform onto Emmett. "It's, not, working!" shouted Jasper in exasperation finally. Just then, Edward walked into the room.

There was dead silence for about five seconds, and then he started to laugh. "Is there any particular reason you've got on Alice's Girl Scout uniform?" he finally asked.

"Just help me zip it okay?" Emmett grunted.

Rosalie told him about the dare Emmett had to do and Edward said he would drive us to Newton's house.

"Okay Emmett. Ready?" Alice asked from the back seat.

EMPOV:

I can't believe they're actually making me do this. I stepped out of the car reluctantly and walked toward the house. It was getting harder and harder to breathe in the damn thing and I almost considered forfiting. Almost. I reached the door and reluctantly rang the bell. It opened to reveal Newton in all his glory.

"Hi. Like, do you want to buy some cookies?"

He just stared at me with his mouth open. "I have a question. It's an extremely important question that could change the way I look at the world forever."

"What's the question?" he asked, stepping out onto the front porch and shutting the door. I guessed he didn't want his parents to hear about this. He looked like he was torn between laughter and fear.

"I really need to know if this outfit makes me look fat."

His face broke into a grin at that. "Uh,"

"I mean on one hand, it clings to my curves nicely. And besides that, I get a wonderful breeze don't you think?"

Mike stared at me in utter shock now. He looked like he was having an internal battle with himself. I looked down at my watch. I had about two minutes of this hell left.

"But on the other hand, I'm more of an apple bottom and as you can see, this would pose a slight problem."

"Um I guess so," he said uncertainly.

"No seriously," I said, one minute left to go. "I need to know. Because if I move this way," I twisted my hips to the right. "It doesn't look that bad. But when I move this way," I stuck my butt out. Suddenly, there was a loud 'rip' noise from my outfit and it ripped at the seems. Mike was staring directly at none other than my rear end. And to make matters worse, Mrs. Newton had chosen that opportune moment to open the door.

She gasped in horror. "Get of my property! Get off now or I'll call the police!"

"But Mrs. Newton. I need to know if this uniform makes me look fat."

I could see the silver Volvo at the end of the driveway. "Get off my property now!" she pulled a baseball bat from behind her back. "Go now!"

I didn't need telling twice. Bella slung open the back door of the Volvo and I threw myself through it. "Drive drive drive!" I shouted at Edward, who was howling with laughter. Tires squealed as we took off out of the Newton's driveway and back on the road. I got an evil glint in my eye as I turned to the people in the car.

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Alice. Truth, or dare?"

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