So a little disappointed with reviews. I have like 180 alerts, 100 favs and yet...15 reviews for last chapter? C'mon guys. I need more encouragement than that. You know how you read a GREAT story and you can't wait for the next chapter, well that's how everyone feels about reviews. We write a story and can't wait for the reviews! So just a little FYI, I don't want to write a story that is not good. 15 measly reviews does not motivate me to write the next chapter...
And now on the fun stuff, thanks to the 15 reviews I did get. lol and I think I have a beta? Is that right, barb008? We'll see. I guess I probably should have given this chapter to you first before posting it...haha oh well. next time!
I am not sure if you are going to like this chapter or not. It kinda just helps develop the characters and shows relationships and you get to see a side of Rosalie that i love: a little naive and insecure.
ENJOY! (and try and review, eh?)
Dresses, Dancing, and Dudes
B POV
I burst through my front door, feeling the happiness wash through me and keep me on a high that I couldn't describe. Alice and Rose were at the counter, talking, and snapped their heads up and saw the goofy grin painted on my face.
"And why are you all smiles?" Alice giggled.
"It's just a great day," I sighed and took off my coat and placed them in the closet.
"Where have you been?" Rose asked curiously.
"Seeing Mike off," My smile faded and a sick, disgusted look overtook it.
"And that's a bad thing?" Rose laughed.
"That he is gone? No way," I said laughing. I walked to the fridge and pulled out some apple pie, I brought out a fork and started eating it from the pan itself.
"Isabella Marie Swan, you met a guy!" Alice squealed. My fork froze in the pie and I look at her with my mouth dropped.
"N-N-No I didn't," I stammered; my tongue becoming enlarged and my body feeling extremely heavy.
"I know that stupid grin, I had it the first day I met Jasper," Alice giggled.
"You have that grin every day you spend with Jasper," Rose teased.
"Well, yea, but I know that smile. That's an 'I just had the best time with a guy' smile."
"Is that the technical term for it?" Rose joked. I was happy her comments were distracting Alice.
"The technical term is, 'Shut the hell up, Rose,'" Alice stuck her tongue out at her best friend.
"Does that include the tongue?" Rose asked. "Or does it come with the giggles?" Alice playfully slapped Rose.
"Zip it, now Bella," She spoke while turning to me. "Who is the guy?" I saw no escape, so I lied.
"You know Jacob from our ballet class?" Alice and Rose nodded in agreement. "Well we had coffee and it was…it was nice." It wasn't a complete lie, but I didn't have any feelings for Jacob. He was like my gay best friend, without being gay.
"You got involved with a Boyarina?" Rose asked shocked.
"Nice one, Rosie," I sneered.
"Don't call me Rosie, it's what my Aunt Fran calls me, makes me want to slug a kitten." Alice gawked at Rose, afraid of the danger she could ensue. She shook her head and turned back to me.
"So you went on a date?"
"I don't think you could classify it as a date," I answered. "It was just coffee."
"Well there were two people and an activity, definitely a date."
"But how much notice did he give you?" Rose asked.
"About…5 seconds."
"Not a date then," Rose answered.
"It was totally a date, they had coffee, talked, that's what you do on dates," Alice replied.
"That's not exactly what I do on my dates," Rose mumbled.
"Just because you and Emmett can't control your hormones doesn't mean that something as innocent as coffee isn't a date," Alice laughed. I did not want to get in the middle of this so I took a big bite of pie.
"But were you two flirting?" Rose rolled her eyes at Alice.
"He said he couldn't believe he was drinking coffee with the Bella Swan," I said gulping down the bite, imitating his words.
"Well what do you know, it was a date," Rose shrugged.
"Told you!" Alice squeaked. Rose made a face at her and we started laughing on how we had just argued if I had had a date or not.
"This was fun," Alice said after a few moments. "We haven't spoken in awhile." I nodded and she went on. "Let's have a girl's night."
"Yes!" Rose shouted. "Let's go out on the town!"
"We have class tomorrow," I insisted.
"You can sleep when you are dead!" Rose shouted as she pulled me to her room to get ready. She brought me to her closet as I groaned and started pulling things out as Alice ran and turned on the straightener, curling iron, and the curlers. Rose picked out a tube of black; I thought it was a sock at first.
"That better be for you," I said quickly.
"Oh come on, Bell-uh, have some fun."
"I can have just as much fun in something else," I noted.
"What, you chicken?" She smirked. She knew I hated being challenged. I grabbed the sock she held and started striping off my clothes.
"You can't wear underwear with this dress," Rose added; my face fell to stunned.
"Have you worn this dress?" I asked as politely as I could.
"Once, so far, but I had it dry-cleaned." Rose added quickly.
"Good, and has Emmett been in this dress?" I asked hoping Rose would know what I was asking.
"All removal of that dress has been by my hands," she replied, I sighed thankfully. "I'll give you some privacy. By the way, here's a water- bra, try it out. Remember, padded bras are your friends; just stay away from sharp objects." She left the room and I took the rest of my clothes off and scooted the cloth up my skin. I put on the water-bra and looked in the mirror shocked. The extra padding did miracles. I felt great and knew that I looked hot. I pulled the rest of the tube dress up and tied on the straps of the stilettos that went along with the dress. I gave myself on last look at smiled.
Rose came back in and a grin spread across her face, "You look hot!" (outfits in my profile...be nice. lol they are a bit racy.)
"Thanks!" I replied happily. Alice came in and squealed at my appearance and then pulled me into the bathroom to work on me. She curled my hair, and added more volume to it. She did my makeup quickly and then doused hairspray on me. By the end, I was sticky, sweaty, and smelled like hair care products.
"That's how you feel at the club, you know that," Alice reassured me. I nodded in agreement. I let them get ready quickly as I told them I had to go to the bathroom. I went and shut my door and opened my window, letting the cold air cool me down and I gripped the railings tightly as I made my way to the other window. It was unlocked and I quickly let myself into his bedroom.
He wasn't there so I adjusted myself and looked at myself one last time before entering the living room. I prayed to God he was alone and not doing anything important. I walked out to the open area and saw him at Kitchen Island, his back turned to me. He was reading something and I thought I would surprise him. I tip-toed in my stilettos towards him and made sure not to make a sound.
Edward whipped around and I froze, caught. His eyes went wide at the sight of me and gave a sharp intake of breath. I smirked at his appearance and placed my hands on my hips, pouting my lips, his eyes glazed over. He kept giving me the once-over and I got impatient at him not saying anything.
"What do you think?" I asked smiling.
"Y-Y-You look…" he trailed off. I raised my eyebrows at him and then he continued, "You look beautiful, completely beautiful." I grinned at him and kept standing there. He left the counter and walked towards me. I eyed him suspiciously, and then he pushed his lips onto mine as his arms found their way around my body. The electricity circuited through my veins and awakened my senses. The fire blazed through my body, making my breathing heavy and my eyesight become fuzzy.
"Edward," I moaned into his mouth. Obviously, that was too much for him as lifted the hem of the material at the bottom of the dress and started to trace his fingers upward. I stepped away from him knowing I had to leave.
"I have to go," I said before he could be hurt. "I'm going out with Alice and Rose, I just wanted to say goodnight."
"And here I thought this was for me," Edward teased.
"Just to keep your mind busy," I answered.
"So this is a form of torture?"
"That's one way of looking at it," I smirked.
"Where are you going?"
"To a club," I answered.
"And you are wearing this?" Edward asked, anger started to fill his eyes. I looked deeper into his beautiful emerald orbs and saw that it wasn't anger, it was jealousy. The realization shook my body, gave me confidence I didn't know I had. If I could make him feel jealous, protective, it turned me on more than I could imagine.
"Yes," I stated confidently.
"Are you fucking insane?" Edward roared. I let the lion out of his cage.
"It's not a big deal, now have a good night," I waved as I headed back to his bedroom and out the window. He was behind as I propped myself on the windowsill and out the window.
"Don't be an idiot, Bella," Edward snorted.
"I'm not; I'm going out with the girls for a night of fun. I just wanted to say goodnight," I said as innocently as I could.
"Does Emmett and Jasper know about this?"
"No, and they don't need to either," I said sternly. I was half-in half-out the window and needed to get back before Alice and Rose thought I was kidnapped. "I'll talk to you later," I said quickly and headed to my window.
I leapt down and onto the floor, fixing my dress and adjusting everything back into place. As I was walking to the door I heard Alice yell that she was ready. I opened the door to find them both dressed as provocative as I was. Rose wore a white long shirt and tight, shiny spandex with plack pumps. Alice wore a flowy top with dark jeans. They looked like supermodels and I tried to hold on to my confidence. (outfits on my profile, once again.)
"It's not fair, Bella, you look better than us," Alice pouted. I smiled at her comment and didn't say thing, I wanted to hold on to that idea for the rest of the night.
"We all look hot," Rose nodded.
"Let's go," I managed to say. We headed towards the club that was down a couple of blocks, talking about random things and how every guy gave us a second glance as we walked. It was nice to forget about the secrets I had. Tonight I was going to let loose and forget all my problems. I didn't let the cold air affect my body, my excitement and nerves creating friction in my body, warming and tingling my senses.
The club was crowded, neon lights were flashing, and everything else was dark. The song "Le Disko" by Shiny Toy Guns was playing, the techno perfect for the atmosphere. Rose smiled, Alice giggled, and I looked around the crowd. I saw no one we knew and Rose led us to the dance floor.
She started swinging her hips side to side, Alice holding onto my hand as we grinded against one another. We were all laughing and having a great time, just us girls. The lights were shining down on us, adding perspiration to our bodies and a gentle hum in our ears. Alice and Rose began to grind as I moved my hands down my throat, around my torso, and down my hips. The song ended and "Better Off Alone" by Nanou started. The techno beats filling my head with happiness and the urge to break away and leave the world. I wanted to fly with this melody, my hips swung back and forth as Rose and I locked hands and let the music take our bodies wherever we wanted to go. We laughed and smiled at how different this was for us, we were used to the classical music of Beethoven and the gentleness of a swan, not anything as upbeat and strong a tempo as this was.
A big-muscled guy shifted his way between us and started dancing along with Rose and I. We turned our backs to him and grinded on him with our backside. When I looked back to see Rose, she was dancing with another guy and it was just me and this brown-haired man. I smiled at him and turned to face him.
"You're a great dancer," he yelled over the music. His hands were on my hips now and I flaunted my physique as I put my arms around his neck as we moved together. Our bodies sweaty, sticky, and hot were melding into one and the touch felt nice against my skin. We rocked back and forth on one another until the song ended and Rose grabbed my hand and led me to the bar. Her face didn't look right, she looked concerned and worried.
"I'm dying of thirst," she shouted at me as she took a seat, I sat next to her, Alice right beside me. I could tell she didn't want to talk about what was bothering her; I wasn't sure as one of her best friends if that meant to press the matter or respect her wishes.
"That guy was totally all over you, Rose!" Alice shrieked. I looked over to Rose's face to read her reaction.
"He was a little too touchy," Rose shrugged. You could tell there was another reason but I didn't want to ruin the night. I figured that it was simple, she missed Emmett. The bartender set down three drinks that Alice had already ordered. I guess as soon as we started dancing with the guys, she came to grab us a spot. She was devoted to Jasper and would do nothing to ruin that. It sounded old-fashioned, but loyalty was a big thing to Alice and Jasper. They were on the same page, unlike Rose and Emmett who had no idea what to call themselves.
"What about the guy and you, Bells?" Alice questioned with her eyebrows raised.
"He's a good dancer, it was so much fun," I laughed as Alice's face lit up.
"You guys looked good together," Alice reassured. I smiled at her, knowing that I had something better in mind.
"You okay, Rose?" I asked, trying to change the subject. I decided that I would forget about respecting her wishes and go for it. She nodded and then let her eyes glaze over the crowd. "I don't believe you."
"You've been down since we left the dance floor, what's going on?" Alice pressed her.
"Look at those two on the dance floor," Rose said as she pointed out a man and woman dancing together. "The one with the glittery top, see her?" The top was brilliant against the neon lights and made them sparkle and stand out against all the other dancers. Alice and I nodded and waited for her to continue.
"Watch them," Rose instructed. I glanced at Alice who looked just as confused as I did. I peered at the couple again, hoping to see what Rose wanted us to see. The couple was young, probably a few years older than I was, the blonde-haired man was holding onto the red-haired woman tightly. Her back was pressed up against him; he had his hands across her stomach, latching her to him. His head was bent down low, by her ear, whispering. That's when I noticed they weren't dancing.
"They aren't dancing," Alice said before I could open my mouth.
"They haven't danced a step all night," Rose informed us.
"I don't get it," I replied.
"See how he touches her? How he doesn't care that to everyone else, they look like two idiots standing in the middle of the dance floor? How her head is tilted back, the corners of her lips are upturned into a smile?"
"Yea, so?" Alice spoke, obviously as much confused as I was.
"He proposed tonight," Rose said turning back to her drink, taking a sip.
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"I saw him slip on the ring as soon as they were in the middle of the dance floor."
"And you are sad because…?" I was still not connecting the pieces.
"I just don't think that will ever be me," Rose said sadly.
"And why not?" Alice looked at her sternly.
"I have no one. I mean, look at you Alice, you have Jasper. He's willing to give up everything to be with you. I just want that."
"Jasper and I have known each other a long time, we're not engaged. You know me; I can't keep that kind of secret. You will have that some day. What about Bella? She's not seeing anyone," Alice said. I ignored the urge to correct her.
"Bella is going to be the star of some high-class ballet company," Rose sulked. I smiled inside hoping that she was right about that.
"And you and I won't?" Alice said, her eyebrows scrunched, trying to understand.
"I'm just saying that ballet is important to all of us, but which one of us is going on Saturdays to get extra time to work on her technique? Bella. You have Jasper, Bella has Jasper, and I have nothing."
"You've got us," I stated reassuringly.
"We're not going anywhere," Alice responded.
"Thanks," Rose said sniffling a little bit.
"What about Emmett?" I asked wondering what was happening between them to make her think she had nothing.
"Emmett just isn't in the same place I am," Rosalie said taking a gulp of her alcohol.
"You're really painting a picture for us," Alice said sarcastically. She knew that sarcasm was one thing Rosalie couldn't hold back from. Rose laughed and then continued; her smile crawling up her face, meeting her eyes.
"I asked him if he wanted to be exclusive," she started. The music was still blaring so I was hunched over Alice to listen to her story. "He said that he didn't want a label."
"Douche," Alice replied; Rose and I laughed.
"He says he wants to keep things the way they are, but how long am I supposed to wait for a grown man to come to his senses and realize that the girl of his dreams is standing right here?"
"From experience, as long as it takes you to say, 'see you later,'" Alice stated.
"I am pretty amazing, I don't see why he doesn't see it," Rose joked. I smiled that she was beginning to come back into her normal, cocky, confident self.
"Damn right!" I said back raising my glass to her. She clinked it with hers and then laughed.
"To the losers who have met us, the lucky bastards that get to, and the sons of bitches who get to be with our sexy asses," Alice said raising her glass. We laughed once again and clinked our glasses together, taking a sip after.
After a few moments, Alice spoke again. "So Bella, what happened to that brown-haired beauty?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"You know, the one that you were dancing with," Rose giggled. "His eyes bulged out of his head when you started grinding on him."
"He did not," I laughed. Alice and Rose weren't paying attention; they were looking behind me so I turned to follow their gaze to find the brown-haired man standing behind me.
The brown-haired man was back and holding out a hand to me, "Would you like to dance?" his voice was smooth, deep, and sort of a purr. I took his hand and waved back to Rose and Alice who were giggling in approval. I let him lead me to the dance floor where we started our movements again. It was nothing like dancing with Edward, the passion and sparks weren't there. But it was nice to have a set of hands on me, giving me the idea that I was important.
"For all you lovers out there, this is yours," came the DJ's voice. "Let's bump." Another techno beat started playing and I found my guards down, my intuition shouting at me to let loose, and my nerves fluttering with excitement. My partner's pulled my hips closer to him, putting his hands on my hip bones and rubbing up against them firmly. I gave him a coy smile and he grinned happily into my eyes. He and I started to sway together in sync, enjoying the optimism the song brought.
"I'm Nick," half-shouted the quarterback-looking male. I hadn't notice how good-looking he was until now. He had short brown hair and blue eyes, the kind that made you think you were looking into the ocean.
"I'm Bella" I said into his ear. The smell of him was of cologne, not my style at all. I preferred a different scent, one that couldn't be bought at a store.
"Are you visiting or do you live in New York?" He asked as I laughed from the joy that I was entertaining.
"I live here, you?" I said being polite. I just wanted to dance, nothing else. No talking, no pettiness, no getting-to-know-one-another. Just dancing; two bodies moving as one, making the dance more than about a song, but telling a story with our bodies.
"Visiting here from California," he said in a husky tone. I turned once again and started grinding against his lower stomach, loving the feeling of his hands on my hips as I rubbed against him. His chin was by my cheek, his lips by my ear, and his body pressed up against me.
"You're a long way from home, sunshine," I teased. He didn't respond but just kept dancing, I guessed that my little number had made quite the impression on him, or at least his lower half.
I turned towards him again and wrapped my hands loosely around his neck as I leaned back and shook my hair out, letting the back of my neck catch some fresh air and the air to hit the sweat, causing a cooling down process. I placed my head upright and kept dancing, our bodies grinding against one another.
The song ended and the DJ came on once again. "Alright, we're going to slow it down, take it slow, and let the beat carry you." His voice was a soft, almost a whisper, humming into our ears. I sighed in disappointment as I took a step back from Nick, knowing that our time together was up. It was a fun time, forgetting about the world that I was consistently trapped in.
"Want to go again?" Nick asked smiling. I was about to accept before a voice cut in.
"I think I'll take over," a velvety voice rang. Nick looked behind me just as I turned my neck to see who it was and saw Edward peering at us, annoyance dancing in his eyes.
I know, I know. This always happens. But c'mon, who wouldn't love a jealous Edward? And no, Nick and her aren't doing anything wrong in my opinion. They were just dancing, and as you can see, that's all Bella wants. He's just some Hollister hottie that I used.
Can't wait to see what Edward does!! (Guess who is there also with Edward? Yes, that's right...Emmett and Jasper. Can't wait for the exchange between Rose and Emmett...awkward? maybe, maybe not. ha
I loved Rosalie in this chapter; i think everyone has their moments of doubt and everyone can relate to what she feels: left out.
The songs in this chapter were "Le Disko" by Shiny Toy Guns. "Better Off Alone" by Nanou (The zombie girl vs barbie nation mix) Brooklynn10
I am kinda creating a difference between the music Bella listens to when she is with Edward and other people. One of the main reasons I fell in love with Edward is that he is unbelievably classy. When is the last time a guy opened a door for you? Listened to classical music? Or made you a mix tape? okay, okay, it was last Thursday..haha just kidding. So the music Edward and Bella listen to is usually very different than the kind Bella listens to with Alice and Rose.
I hope I get more reviews...please. I have had about the worst week and me even getting this out this soon should be motive enough to get more reviews. lol