9. Date of Disaster?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything else. Just this plot.

BPOV.

After the sprinklers went off, and us beating up on Emmett, we dried our clothes and got changed. I went into the bathroom to change, and looked to where I left my wet PJ shirt from last night. Now it's wet again.

I then changed into a dark purple cut-off shirt, and tight black jean capris. They weren't that tight, just tight enough to give me a weggy. Alice was taking me shopping, so might as well not embarrass her with my clothes. When I thought I was ready, I went out of the bathroom and went down the stairs.

I went straight for the kitchen, and noticed everyone settled at the kitchen table. They greeted me, and I greeted back.

"What would you like for breakfast, Bella?" Alice asked me.

"Something small, yet appetising." Alice nodded and then handed me a Pop-Tart. Mm, how I love Pop-Tarts.

I went and sat at the kitchen table with everyone, chewing down on the chocolaty goodness. Everyone spoke, speaking about different things. I couldn't help but eavesdrop. Edward, Jasper and Emmett were talking about sports and about the Euro 08 and how they are all going for Spain and Germany.

Alice and Rosalie were discussing about the dance, speaking about how much fun it would be. I just sat there, eating my chocolate chip Pop-Tart, smiling at everyones conversations.

Until something dawned on me.

Just then, my phone started to vibrate in my back pocket, of my pants. I always put it on vibrate before going to bed, then shutting it off so in the morning, I won't be total annoyed when it rang.

Of course everyone could hear it vibrating. Alice giggled, and pointed to my butt, "Bella, you're ass is vibrating."

I blushed and chuckled, then pulled out my phone. I flipped it open, "Hello?" I knew who it was. And he is probably very pissed with me, right now.

"Bella?"

"Who else?"

"Okay, good. I though - nevermind. Anyway, you didn't call me. I got so worried," do I even need to call him? I'm seventeen, for God's sakes!

"It's okay. I'm fine. I just slept over at a friend's. I don't say anything when you go out with Maia," I joked. But it was true. I never said anything to him if I tried calling, but he wasn't home because he was out with Maia. I didn't get worried. I knew Maia was a good girl.

"Your dad told me you went out to dinner with a gay guy. . ." his voice was disturbed.

I pretended to be offended. "Why? You don't like that? Geez, it's not like he's gonna slap my ass and wink! If he would have done that, he wouldn't have seen today."

". . .," ha, he had no idea what to say.

I sighed. "I'm coming to the dance." I was ungrateful for that.

"Really?" I could tell he had a smile on his face.

"Yup. I'll talk to you later, I have to go now."

"Okay."

"You've got to trust me more, Jake," I told him. He needed to. He can't just call me, and check up on me. I could handle myself.

"I know," he sighed. "Bye, Bells."

"Bye," and I closed my phone. I shoved it in my pocket, and finished breakfast. "Let's get this damn trip over with."

Alice clapped her hands. "Let's go!"

I pretended to sob. "Help," I mouthed to the others. And Alice tugged my arm, and dragged me to the front door with Rose. "Who's car are we taking?" I asked. I didn't really care, but I don't really like surprises, either.

"Rosalie's," Alice answered.

We walked towards the red BMW, and Rosalie unlocked the doors. She got into the driver's seat, and Alice climbed into the passenger seat. Leaving me the back seat.

It's okay. I like the back. It's somewhat fun.

"Off to Port Angeles!" Alice yelled. Rosalie started the car, and pulled out the driveway. I glanced at the Cullen house, to notice Edward at the doorway. I looked at him, and he grinned brightly at me as we drove away, waving slightly.

I made a face, and darted my two fingers at my eyes, and then I darted them at him letting him know that I'm watching him. Like a hawk. I watched him laugh as Rosalie pulled onto the street, driving that I couldn't see the house anymore.

I heard the radio get louder. I recognized the song: American Boy from Estelle featuring Kanye West.

The song hadn't just started, I knew this song by heart and it was somewhere in the middle. Alice started singing immediatly.

" Estelle once said to me, cool down down
Don't act a fool now now.
I always act a fool oww oww.
Aint nothing new now now.
" she erged Rose and I to sing. I knew Rose would, and of course she did.

"He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.
Ribena I know what you're drinkin.
Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin.
What's you're persona.
"

Alice then turned around to me, and grinned. "C'mon, Bella! Sing! You know you wonna." I shrugged to myself, thinking why not?. It's can't kill me, and I've always loved singing. And this wasn't that bad of a song.

"About this Americana?
Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer.
Dressed smart like a London Bloke.
Before he speak his suit bespoke
." It was fun. Not caring if anyone heard you sing. Before I knew it, Rose, Alice and I sang all together. And we sang loud. Everyone stared at us as we passed by.
"And you thought he was cute before.
Look at this P Coat, Tell me he's broke.
And I know you're not into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
But I still talk that caaash.
Cuz a lot WAGs want to hear it.
And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest.
The Pimps at their Gladist.
And I know they love it.
So to hell with all that rubbish
."

Alot of people were staring now. I didn't care. Alice and Rosalie didn't either, since Alice sang, waving her arms in the air. I didn't do that. That was just going over the limit. Maybe if I was as crazy as her, maybe. But I wasn't.

Thank God for that. We sang until the song again, and we all gasped, catching our breaths. We sang really loud, that it sucked all the breath out of us. About an hour or so later, we reached Port Angeles.

And hell begins.

--

"Get that, and that, and that, and - oohhh!" Alice raced when she saw a "gorgeous" top. She held it up. "Oh my God! It's cute! Bella, go try it on!" She threw me the top.

I looked at the top. "You serious?" I made a face.

"Yup," and she shoved me into the changing room. Before I could say anything, she closed the door. And I was stuck in there, I could see Alice's small feet in front of the door. She was making sure I wouldn't escape.

I sighed, I was defeated. I pulled my shirt off and tugged on the top Alice gave me. When I had it on perfectly, I came out and Alice moved forward, to give me some space.

Her and Rosalie looked at me. "Bella!"

I flinched. That was a really squeaky kind a voice. And there was more. Oh, was there more. "That looks perfect! Oh my Gods, you didn't tell me you had a body!"

"I'm not eye candy, Alice," I said through my teeth, forcing a fake smile as I said the sentence.

"'Course you are!" she said, slapping my arm playfully. "You sexy girl, you!" I rolled my eyes.

"Can we just get what we came here for?"

"The dresses?"

"Yes," I said through my teeth again.

She thought for a moment. "Right. Okay, buy the top and let's go!" I looked at the price tag. I winced. The things I do for a friend. I went to the cashier, and payed for the top. Alice and Rose then dragged me to the next shopping store for our dresses.

--

And hell ended.

We picked out our dresses. Mine is black that laced around my neck. It was pretty. Alice got her own. . . pink . . . dress. Rosalie got a nice Ruby Red. It was pretty.

Finally time to go home.

We got in the car, and Rosalie brought the engine to life and started to drive. "So, what are you going to do now, Bella?" Alice asked, turning around to face me.

I shrugged. "Go home. . .?"

"And do what?"

"Watch South Park." God, how I love that show. It always amused me. I loved all the characters, but mostly Stan, Kyle and Butters.

"Why. . .?" what do you mean why? It's a show, many people watch it. Like some people watch American Idol.

"Because Kyle is a sexy Jew," I said. That is true. I love Kyle. I chuckled at my answer that I gave Alice. Then, before I knew it, my phone rang. Do people ever stop calling me? I pulled it out of pocket and answered. "Hello?"

"Bella?" I thought it was Jacob at first, but Jake's voice wasn't than sincere. It was Edward.

"Yeah?" I was worried. What did he call me for? Wait - how did he even get my number?

Alice.

Of course, I should have seen this coming. "Bella, I need help!" his voice was terrified. What happened? Was it Emmett? Or Jasper? Or his father or Esme? What. Happened?!

"What? What do you need me for, Edward?"

"Lauren called. You remember her, don't you?"

I processed the name for a moment. Lauren. Lauren. . . Lauren! Ah, yeah now I remember. Skank. "Yeah. . ."

"Okay, well she called my house and she asked me out. . ."

"Yeah. . . !"

"I didn't know how to say no! I said yes, but it blurted out and I extremely hate her! She's meeting me at the movies, you go there and I'll tell her that I wanted you to join me. Make this date a disaster. Okay?" he spoke too quickly. It took me a moment to know what he was saying.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," I said before he could say anything. "What movie?"

"Uh. . ." I knew he forgot. He tried hard to remember again. "The Love Guru! Yeah, that was it!" Well, I wanted to see that movie anyway.

"Who's paying?"

"I don't know! Me, I guess."

"Sweet! Free movie," I grinned. But he didn't laugh, and I didn't expect him to laugh, either. He knew I was stubborn, why can't he get used to it?

"I'm serious. You have to mess this date up! So she won't come after me."

"Okay, okay. I'll come. What time?"

"Uh. . . five minutes?"

"What the hell?! I just left from Port Angeles a minute ago!"

"Sorry, Bella," he said. I could tell he was sorry. I felt bad for saying that, but it blurted out. I was going to help Edward, like a best friend should. But I thought of him more, then a best friend. . .

"Okay. I'll tell them to turn around," I assured him. It was silent. "Are you nodding?"

He laughed. "You guessed that, didn't you?"

"Well, I can't really see everything through a phone," unless we send viedos. . . but I was too lazy to do that right now. It would cost money. Like the money that it's costing me just talking to him. "I'll see you, bye." I didn't wait for his response, and I shut the phone. "Turn around," I told Rose.

"What? Why?"

"I have to do my duty," I explained. But then I giggled.

"What's funny?" Alice asked, completely confused.

I giggled again. "I said duty."

Alice took a couple of seconds to realize what I was saying. "Ooooh," and she giggled herself. Then she nudged Rose in the arm, "Get it, Rose?"

Rose laughed with us, and was turning her car around. "Thanks, Rose," I said to her. She grinned at me. I could see it in her mirror.

"You're welcome."

--

I got to the theatre, and searched for Edward. I then spotted him beside the ticket counter, alone and waiting. I ran up to him, "Hey, Edward!" He looked at me, and grinned.

"You came!"

"I wasn't going to miss a free movie oppertunity," the hell I was. I would never do that. "Where is she?"

"Not here yet," he said, looking around.

"This is going to be a sooo fun. If only I could change. I wanted to bring in the emo act, really creep her out!" I laughed. I could still pull it off, if I stick to it and not lose control.

"Do whatever, just mess up this date," he said.

"Will do."

We waited for a good four minutes, before she came. God, I swear she was wearing a mini skirt, and it literally looked like her top was a mini skirt, too! "Hope you don't mind," Edward said to her. "I brought a friend along."

"Oh, that's okay!" liar.

"Good, now let's go."

--

I wasn't surprised, but we were very early for the movie. So, we sat inside, at one of the tables they had. This was going to be perfect. When we sat, I put my feet on the table. "Do you mind?" Lauren asked, my shoes in front of her face.

"Yep. I feel more comfortable this way." I then grabbed a plastic knife, and scraped it against my wrist. Time to bring in my emo act. It didn't hurt, it just stung. Blood came down slowly.

"What is that? Blood?" Lauren asked, looking at the blood coming down my arm.

I had to think fast. "Um. . . my period. . .?" Edward coughed to hide a laugh. I dropped the plastic knife, and wipped the blood. After a couple of minutes, Lauren was being "seducive" towards Edward. I could see it in his face, he didn't like it. I got up from the table, "Well, I need to go piss." I saw Edward's mouth twitch. Trying not to laugh.

I heard Lauren say, "Finally." Oh, she didn't want me there? Well, let's heat things up.

I came back, but thirty seconds after. Edward looked up at me, my face painted with worry. "What's wrong?"

I inhaled. The exhaled. "Does anyone have a tampon?" No one answered, or even moved. "C'mon! It's gonna go through my pants! Hurry!" Lauren then searched in her purse, and gave me one. "Thanks," and I walked off. Of course I wasn't really going to the bathroom. I just went against the wall to hide, and then threw the tampon in the garbage. Wow, she could believe anything. I came back, my face relaxed.

"Much better," I said as I sat down. Lauren didn't look at me. She prentended that I wasn't there. Bitch.

"So, Edward, how about we go to my house after the movie?" she asked. God, I hate her voice. I know Edward does, too. Time to rescue him, again.

"Lauren, if you're going to be a pedafile (A/N: Sorry for spelling. I couldn't find that word in the dictionnary. . .) at least put some more effort! Right now, you're sounding like a horny hobo!" I told her, straight out. She gasped, as her mouth fell open. She got up, grabbed her purse and left.

Edward sighed with relief. "Oh, thank God! She's gone! Thank you, Bella!"

I patted his shoulder, "No problem, buddy."

Tonight is the dance. I shuddered. Edward looked at me, "Something wrong?" I shook my head quickly. I tried to shake away images of Edward and I dancing together. I did like him that way, but I don't know if he did. That's my problem. What if he doesn't like me, the way I do for him? Maybe he is just going with my to the dance to make Tanya jealous. . .?

Nah. He wouldn't do that. I know he wouldn't.

Would he?

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A/N: My parents drive me insane. They are bringing everywhere! I don't even get five minutes with the computer anymore. Only during the evening do I have time to go on.

Damn.

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