"Lesson one ladies," Rosalie picked up the bright pink lip gloss container. "Bright pink makes you look like a pale china doll." She threw the tube in the trashcan casting an evil look at Victoria.
"My mother sent that to me last week from some import shop from…"
"Hey you want it?" Rosalie walked back to Victoria's closet. "You know where it is." Rosalie shrugged as Jane giggled at Victoria's drawn face.
Tanya stretched out on Alice's bed thinking silently to herself. "Vicky?" She finally spoke aloud. "Where is your roommate?" "Who cares?" Victoria sighed leaning against her pillows as Rosalie pulled clothes from her closet.
Maria turned over on her back as she laid on the floor painting her fingernails. "I think we should go to Masionette tonight." Maria closed her eyes thinking about the club just a few miles down the road.
"Antebellum." Rosalie shook her head. "It's Tuesday, ladies get in free tonight." Rosalie dropped a pink dress on the floor with an eye roll.
"We won't find anything for me in Vicky's closet." Jane stood with a yawn. "Her clothes are too small around the breast area."
Rosalie stared at the blonde girl as she fixed her red lipstick. Rosalie shook her head when she felt the vibration in her pocket.
She pulled out her pink blackberry and frowned. "Hold on girls, be back in a sec." She said stepping over the pile of clothes on the floor.
"Hello?" She put the phone to her ear as she walked down the hall of the dorm.
"Honey." Her mother's voice was like velvet on fire.
"Mom?" Rosalie took in a deep breath a smile played across her lips.
"I thought we could come down for parent weekend this month." Her mother let out a low giggle.
"We?" Rosalie's mouth twisted into a frown.
"Yes dear, Darrel and I."
Rosalie frowned, "Actually mom I got to go, I umm…am helping a few friends dress for an event tonight and.." Rose was talking fast as she bit her lip nervously.
"I understand, I've been there, some people just have poor taste. Good thing they have a Hale around."
Rosalie heard the click of the phone and her head began to spin, the air seemed to seep out of the room.
"Rose?" The whisper was like a cat squeak.
Rose turned her watery eyes to the form that beckoned her. Ben held a small rose and a tissue. "I'm sorry to interrupt but, I need to talk to you."
Rosalie let out a loud squeak. "Fuck you Benjamin!" She whispered her legs wobbling.
"Rosie baby I know I did you wrong but.."
"You were fucking that nerd." Rosalie spat.
"Rose she is dead.." Ben frowned. "Pay some respect."
"Are you seriously trying to get me to pity your dead mistress?" Rosalie pushed herself off the wall.
"Rosalie I just need some one too talk to and you know me better then anyone else…"
"Now you want me? Not when I would call you over and you would tell me you were too busy? Or the nights I wanted to just talk and you rolled out of the bed to go do her? Your right I do know you better than anyone else, and it is for that reason I refuse to even talk to you. You're a pitiful horn dog and even if Angela didn't die I'm pretty sure she wished she would have because she would of witnessed what it's like to baby you when you couldn't get your dick to stand up and then hear that you were fucking some one else." Rosalie shook her head. "I don't repeat my mistakes Benjamin."
As she pushed passed him she felt his shutter in a whimper but she didn't break her stride. Her cream heels tapped on the carpeted hall. As she look down at them they reminded her of the day she got them. She had fallen in love with it's four inch heel and bright leather, the black lace that covered the leather with the designs of flowers. She remembered when she tried them on and Ben told her she was the most gorgeous woman on the planet.
Did he tell her that every night.
Rosalie pushed open the buildings exit. Her tight jeans and blue shirt did little against the wind. Her blond curls bounced in the wind, she looked at the American flag that flapped at half staff. Rosalie didn't talk ill of the dead but this was difficult , Angela took away her boyfriend. The one person she was beginning to trust other then herself.
Rosalie's baby blue eyes filled with the threat of spilling over. Rosalie walked through the cobbled stone path while the sun dimmed overhead. How could she sit in the funeral and not be able to feel sympathy for this girl who hurt her.
She then wondered how her mother could come down to her school and bring him with her. The whole reason the family was broken.
Her father was never really in the picture, he was too busy banging Rosalie's grandmother's at home nurse to be with his family. When her parents divorced when she 12 it was a rain of shoes, credit cards, dresses, anything money could buy so they could buy her love.
Then her mother stared dating Darrel right before she came back this year, the summer was spent in the house in L.A. Rosalie spent it hitting the scenes with her money bought friends and a black stretch limo. Then Darrel came into the picture as the man her mother thought she needed. Rosalie didn't hate her mother's new toy, at first.
It was when Rosalie stood in the kitchen late at night cutting a piece of pie the maid had cooked when Darrel came up behind her and grabbed her breast. His hands massaged her 17 year old breast, and his penis poked through her night gown. She was able to escape his grasp but never spent the night at her own house after she told her mother and her mother refused to believe her party hard daughter.
Rosalie sat on a bench staring at her shoes.
"The most beautiful girl in the world." She mutter to herself the very words Ben whispered in her ear the day she brought them.
"Rose?" The shadow was large and covered her small frame. She didn't have to look up at his dimples to know who it was.
"What do you want Emmett?" She stared at her shoes.
"You cool?" He sat next to her as the smell of ocean breeze filled her nostrils. She looked at him through the curtain of her hair.
"I'm perfectly cool." Rose said with a hint of sarcasm.
"You don't seem cool." Emmett set with his elbows on his knees and stared into her blue eyes.
"Emmett…"
"It's just your so put together usually all Barbie doll like and now…well…now your not so much Barbie as you are…human?"
"Are you drunk?" Rosalie snapped standing looking down at him.
"No!" Emmett jumped up along with her. "I'm just trying to comfort you!"
"Could you not?" Rosalie snapped.
"Why not?" Emmett crossed his arms.
"I don't need your comfort." Rosalie failed her arms up.
"Oh you'd rather the ice princesses comfort you? Can they put down their mascara wands long enough to do that?"
"Shut up! I'd rather have them then a big goof whose idea of comfort is turning his back while you get re-dressed!" Rosalie stomped her foot.
"How am I suppose to act? It's like the minute it's done you bail and run!"
"I told you I wasn't going to stay!"
"Why not?" Emmett shook his head.
"Because it's nothing but sex." Rosalie shook her head.
Emmett frowned. "Forget it! Forget I ever came over and tried to be a good person. I forgot you are just a cold unfeeling emotionless doll!" Emmett stopped before leaving. "Don't worry you can bail and run all you want. It's done."
Rosalie watched his retreating form and let out a small squeak. The tears leaked from her eyes as she sat on the bench again.
"Nice shoes." Edward said as he sat next to her.
"Thanks." Rosalie looked up at him. "Aren't you Alex's brother?"
"Alice's." Edward corrected.
"Ohh…" Rosalie nodded as she fell silent.
"So are you okay?" Edward smiled.
Rosalie looked up at him and frowned. "No."
"So you just got invited…just like that?" Jasper looked at Edward as he pulled on a black button up shirt.
"Yes, just like that." Edward rolled his green eyes. He buttoned up the shirt staring at Jasper through the mirror.
"Edward," Jasper sighed "I'm not going to try to ruin your fun…"
"But." Edward sighed.
"But, these girls aren't so easy going. They can be real party animals and they aren't the best people to be around…"
"Then why don't you come?" Edward turned looking at Jasper. His lips playing a smile.
Jasper sighed sitting down and shook his head, "Alice…"
"Will be going." Edward nodded. "It'll be fun nothing but a small party at a non-violent, non alcoholic, club."
Bella combed through her wet hair, small tears dotting her face. James laid across his bed watching her from a safe distance.
"What did you and your new friend talk about?"
"She said she was going out to some party tonight." Bella whispered. Her wet hair hanging around her face, her bags touching her eyelashes.
"You going to go?" James sat up.
Bella clung to the brush in her hand, not sure of how to answer. "I…"
"You should go." James rolled off his bed and walked up behind her. His hands came around her waist as he kissed her bare shoulder.
Her eyes cast down at his hands pressed against her naked skin.
In such a lovely gentle action she had never felt so disgusted, dirty, and ashamed.
Rosalie pulled the money out of her purse as the taxi stopped in front of the club. "Thanks." She giggled crawling out of the taxi. Her bronze strapless dress hugged tightly to her skin, her legs flowed down and pooled into the black pumps she wore. Her hair curled gently and beautifully. You could barely tell that this girl was on the verge of a break down.
She walked into the club splitting with her friends and headed straight for the drinks.
Alice stood at the bar waiting patiently her fingers drumming on the table, her hair spiked up with big hoops hanging from her ears. Her dress was brown, sequence glittered across her chest and the leopard print danced across the flow free skirt. Her sliver heels sparkled in the strobe lights, Edward hunched next to her wearing a black button up shirt. His hair was an array of different directions.
"Edward?" Rosalie called his attention.
"Hey Rose." Edward nodded getting off the seat.
Alice's eyes flicked to Rose then back to Edward. Her eyes then zeroed in on Jasper as he folded his sleeves over his forearms. The blue shirt just showed each bump of his muscle. Alice backed away and walked into the crowd she felt a hand grab her when she turned to see Emmett.
"Hey Em!" She giggled jumping up hugging him.
"Hey shorty." Emmett chuckled. "Let's dance."
Bella sat back in the taxi. Her eyes watered greatly as she thought about this afternoon. The way James dressed her for tonight, the way he slipped the sweater over her shoulders. His hands smoothed out the white dress with the black horizontal stripes. He giggled at the gray cuffs and the gray outline of the V-neck. The V-neck cut some what low, he adjusted her breast just perky enough.
Her hair was in waves as it covered down her back. Her legs covered in stockings accompanied by a pair of heels she just wasn't comfortable in.
As she wobbled into the club she felt her heart sputter a few times like a engine ready to die. She pushed through the party of people and sat on a stool, pulling her bangs over her bruised eyes she ordered water.
Her brown eyes drew around the room looking over the people she thought she knew and the ones she didn't know at all.
Her spine shivered when Jane slumped into the chair next to her. "I'll take a coke." She giggled into the servers ear. Her pink crop top pushing her breast high and showing her flat stomach off. The light ripped jeans showing off her figure greatly.
"You look good." She smiled as her strawberry blonde hair flipped over her shoulder.
"Thank you." Bella whispered.
"So when midnight hits are you going to turn back into the ugly duckling?" Jane crackled as she grabbed her coke.
Bella stared down at her water, it's clarity mocking her. Jane unscrewed a cap to a flask and began to poor it into her drink.
"You know Bella…" Jane sighed. "It's a real shame you didn't get to mount anyone this year again." Jane slipped down on to the floor again.
Bella let her walk away before rubbing her hands on her face. She got up wobbling and walked toward the exit. She felt so stupid for even coming here.
But when her heel wobbled to much her ankle went one way and her body went another. She fell bumping into Rosalie who flung forward spilling her coke on Edward's lap, his seat scraping against the metal floor caused Alice to turn quickly and rush to her brother's aid. In her rush she accidentally bumped into a waiter causing him to spill a drink that caused Emmett to slip in his tailing of Alice. His falling caused Jasper to stare as he walked. He accidentally walked into a female who had a very jealous boyfriend.
~A small brawl, 10 paper towels, one bag of ice and one stain remover later~
"You got us kicked out!" Rosalie turned to yell at Jasper as they stood on the corner of the street. Her hair was not as bouncy as before, it hung limp and sticky covered in the coke thrown at her in the small fight.
"I didn't do anything!" Jasper held the ice pack to his eye. "Was it my fault you joined into a fight because Maria jumped into to defend me?"
Edward sighed holding his head laying against the wall. Alice sat on a wooden crate staring at the bickering teens as Emmett dialed his cell phone. Bella sat on the lid of a metal trashcan, in her hand she held her broken heel.
Edward sighed causing everyone's attention to turn to him.
"This is just funny." Edward smiled.
The silence was deadly but then Alice let out a laugh, then Emmett's booming laughter triggered everyone else's.
Expect Bella who held her heel tightly.
"I should start going home." She jumped from the trashcan hissing as she landed on her ankle.
"It's barely eight o'clock." Emmett frowned. "I'm not leaving."
"We could always just hang out somewhere else." Alice bounced up and down.
"I know a place." Jasper smiled.
"Where?" Rosalie rolled her eyes.
Jasper and Edward both held up an unstable Bella, her face a mixture of pain and discomfort etched on her face. She felt her ankle weaken as Emmett climbed the tree, his chuckle echoed from the top of the tree.
"A club house." Rosalie growled. "You want me to climb a club house ladder in a dress"
"Damn!" Emmett called, "I knew I should have gone last."
"Shut up you pig!" Rosalie barked up at him. "You expect me to stay here all night when I can be out dancing?"
"I need to get home." Bella whispered.
"I don't want to fall." Alice looked up at the worn house in the large tree. The taxi that brought them here had long ago left.
"Come on, can't we go in the house?" Rosalie sighed.
"My mom isn't home." Jasper shrugged, "Plus I like this place better."
"Why?"
"Holy shit there's beer!" Emmett called.
"Why is there beer in a wooden house?" Edward whispered.
"My sister puts it up there, away from my mom." Jasper shrugged.
Edward chuckled. "Okay then." Edward grabbed onto the ladder hulling himself up the tree. With a whimper Alice followed in suit.
Jasper looked at Bella. She growled going after Alice.
Sitting up in the tree house Emmett sat on a small wooden bench. It was a tight fight but they each found their nooks in the house.
Emmett opened a can of beer and let the smell fill his nostrils. "This night sucks." Rosalie rolled her eyes kicking off her heels.
Alice growled sitting in Jasper's lap. "Yea that's not all that does."
Jasper looked down at Alice in bitter shock and Rosalie scoffed.
"Excuse me you two inch half pint?"
Alice rolled her eyes cuddling into Jasper better. Jasper placed his hand on Alice's back as Edward pulled a beer from Emmett. His eyes zeroing in on Bella who curled in the corner trying to find service on her phone.
"When did you get the bangs?" Edward asked politely.
"Trying to hide that humongous forehead?" Rosalie giggled.
"Hey." Emmett looked down at Rosalie.
"What?" She snapped.
"Shut up."
Bella smiled with gratitude but returned to her task.
"Sooo…" Edward sighed in the silence.
"This isn't the breakfast club." Rosalie spat.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Alice suddenly turned around in anger.
"What's yours?" Rosalie rose her eyebrow.
"You."
"Oh how original." Rosalie spat.
"Fuck you!"
"Hey I'm all for a bitch fight but I barely know you." Rosalie shook her head.
"I know you slept with Jasper." Alice whispered.
"What?" Emmett looked back and forth. "You nailed her? "
"How romantic." Jasper laid his head back against the wall.
"Looks like your dick gets you into all sorts of troubles these days." Edward chuckled.
"So what it's not like he was with you."
"Wouldn't matter to you now would it Rose?" Emmett scoffed. "As long as they were your lap dog your fine with it."
"What the hell is this gang up on Rosalie day? I didn't get us kicked out of the club."
"What ever!" Emmett rolled his eyes. "Your such an insane bitch."
"Bitch?!" Rosalie stood "I wasn't that much of bitch when I was sucking your dick." She turned looking at Alice "Or his for that matter."
Bella and Alice both cringed.
"Rose." Jasper pushed Alice off.
"Fuck you dip shit! I can't believe you all fucking wasted my time for all I care you guys can drink your self stupid and fuck each other." Rosalie headed for the ladder.
"Bye." Emmett chuckled as she made her descent down the ladder.
Bella followed after Rosalie running to catch up with her.
"Rose." Bella chased her quickly.
"What?" Rosalie spun around growling.
"I just wanted to let you know…" Bella twirled her hands in her dress her eye still throbbing. "I'm here for you." Rose's face twisted in a emotion beyond description. "That's wonderful." She scoffed turning around walking away from Bella.
The last thing she needed was another person who asked shit from her.
She was Rosalie Hale. She damn well needed to be alone.
NEXT chapter will be better and some actions starts...i promise questions will be answered...im sorry this one sucks
