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Chapter 10: a STRIP club?

EdPOV

"Well, it's a long story…"

FLASHBACK

"Cullen, Edward- a team; Whitlock, Jasper- a team; Cullen, Emmett- a team: Quarterback." I read from the list tacked on the cork board.

"We made first string!" Jasper shouted, celebration clear in his tone.

"Party at my place!" Emmett hollered.

"Em, your place is a dorm room." I reminded him.

"Yeah a dorm room with only one inhabitant! I have no room mate!"

"It's still a dorm room. You can't fit more than ten people in it or else it'll get claustrophobic."

"Okay, okay…" he mumbled. Jasper and I just looked at each other grinning at my brothers eagerness.

"How about you get the food, I'll get the drinks and Jasper gets the entertainment? We can have a party of three?"

"Fine, meet me in my room in ten."

*-*-*

"Jasper, this is a chick flick." Emmet said for what was the thousandth time.

"Well, I couldn't go off campus and this was the only movie left at the library." He defended himself.

He had brought Titanic. I agree with Emmet, it's a chick flick, but I'm not going to say it.

"Emmet stop complaining and put the DVD in. Jazz bring the food in and let's eat. I'm starved!"

About one our and thirteen pounds of candy later we were all on a sugar rush. And we were going to be late for the first out of campus event of the term, an opera.

We got ready and hurried to the bus; we barely made it there on time. The moment we were sitting down we started passing notes to each other:

From: Edward

To: Emmet

Em-Em, what's cooking?!

From: Emmet

To: Edward, Jasper

Notting!! I too hot to cook! I burn!!

you have any candy left? I think I slide some candy canes in yo pocket Jazzy!! Viva le sugar!!

From: Jasper

To: Emmet, Edward

I have candy, candy!! I give you if give me quarter!! I talking Indian!!

"Okay class, we're here. Please exit the bus in an orderly fashion and professor Banner will give you the tickets."

"OOOOpera! OOOOOPERA!!" Emmett began singing. We got weird looks from many students but we ignored them.

"I don't want to hear people sing! I'm bored of music!" Jasper whined a few minutes into the show.

"No Jazzy! Tu no bored of music! Tu viva le sugar! Viva le piano!" I responded.

After a while we started passing notes again. Not to minutes later Jasper hissed.

"Jazzy'a! Wat'a wrong'a?"

"Ma Pen outa ink, brada!" he said in a Jamaican accent

"That's okay Jasper! We sneak out and buy a new pen!" And with that we silently left the opera house and headed down the busy street. We stopped at every window displays and started pointing and making comments:

"That's a nice bathing suit!"

"Yes, it matches your hair."

"Hey broda' from anotha' motha', my hair ain't green!"

"It is if you dye it…"

Eventually we found an office supply store, but, by then our sugar high was down and we didn't need the pen anymore.

"Hey Eddie-" Emmett started.

"Don't call me Eddie." I threatened.

"When we were high you didn't mind."

"Yeah, in case you didn't notice, we were sort of… I don't know, acting like three year olds." Heavy sarcasm.

"Well, what I was going to tell you is that I'm hungry and there's a McDonalds next door."

"Hey Jazz, you hungry?" he nodded enthusiastically; it looked like he wasn't back to normal yet.

"Let's go next door to eat." We entered the McDonalds and Emmett made me let Jasper order.

"Trust me, it'll be worth it." He assured me.

"Welcome to McDonalds, what do you wish?"

"Three Burger King Burgers, please!" he said, jumping up and down.

"Um, sir, this is McDonalds." Jasper gasped at the word 'sir'.

"What a disgrace! Don't call me sir, call me Troy Bolton!"

"Um, troy Bolton?"

"YES!! Vecus I vill volt for the door iv you do not give me my vurger!" (Because I will bolt for the dorr if you don't give me my burger) He said in a fake vampire accent. Emmett and I were cracking up.

"Okay…" the cashier looked uncomfortable, "why don't you go have Silvia, the other cashier, take your order?"

"NEVER! I vant you!" Emmett and I were almost on the floor, we were about to collapse from hysterics.

"Okay so, let me recheck this, three big Macs and a chocolate McFlurry?"

"Exactly: three, extra everything." The cashier seemed surprised by this normal response.

"What, no Dracula?"

"Hasn't anyone told you, vampires don't exist." He tsked at the cashier, took the number and came to wait by us.

"Do any of you want extra sugar on their shake?" Jasper asked. Emmett and I nodded.

"And maybe a few bags of M&M's from next door?" I suggested.

We all agreed, and as soon as we had finished eating the burgers we left McDonalds drinking our McFlurries. Not too long after that we were on a sugar high once again.

Without even knowing how we ended up at a strip club, a chicken strip club that is, where there was an all you can eat rib strip buffet. Somehow Emmett ended up sweet talking a man who turned out to be our Latin teacher, Mr. Omega.

He took us back to the campus and halfway through talking to Carlisle our rush ended, leaving us wondering what to do in the next three months of campus lockdown.

END FLASHBACK

"So, the strip club you went to was a chicken strip club?" Bella asked.

"Yup!"

"Did you drop Latin? I would have." Rosalie added.

"Emmett never took. Jasper and I dropped it, we couldn't handle being in the same room with him, a friend of ours flirted with him!" we all laughed.

"Jasper I vant you to kiss me!" Alice shouted. We all laughed and Jasper blushed, hiding his face behind Alice's back.

"And what happened to the MacDonald's cashier?"

"He still recognizes me." Jasper admitted.

We spent the rest of the evening talking, laughing around and acting like vampires. We even scared Stacy when we heard her pass by. The best part was that, unconsciously, my arm had ended up around Bella's waist and she hadn't minded.

*-*-*

"The dance is in three days; surely you've asked someone already?" Alice asked me the same question she had been asking for the past week and a half.

"Fine, I give up, I have asked someone. Her name's Stacy, from Petunia Hall, I'm picking her up at nine." I was careful to give her all the necessary information. She squealed.

"Thanks Eddie." I growled. "I mean Edward; sorry, old habits die hard, bye!"

APOV

Tonight's the night of the dance and I have everything prepared. Edward's date Stacy is happily, and safely, out of the way and when he comes here to meet her he'll only find Bella.

I'm sorry this is shorter than last chapter but I found it conviniante to end it here… otherwise I'd have to slip the dance up in more chapters than what I had originally planned… any way, the contest is still up so if you want to make an appearance next chapter as someone's date (Tyler's or Jessica's) or as the DJ you know what to do…

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