A/N: *sits down in wonder* You guys are AMAZING! I really was flored by the reactions from last chapter.. you blew me away! A majority of you actually understood what Bella was doing and why... There were a few that were a bit upset.. but I was expecting that! But how well the chapter was received.. now.. that I was not prepared for! What tickled me even more was how many of you would not be as understanding had EDWARD done the same thing.. made me laugh!

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July- Summer Break

EPOV

Red Hot Chili Peppers- Road Trippin'

Road trippin' with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town
It's time to steal away
Let's go get lost
Anywhere in the U.S.A.
Let's go get lost
Let's go get lost

"It's nice of you to have us for a visit Mr. and Mrs. Whitlock." I gave Jasper's aunt and uncle my charming smile. I'm sure having three teenage boys invade their house for a few days was enough to qualify them for sainthood. Mrs. Whitlock smiled back as I walked past her.

"Please call me Diddy, Edward. " She placed a warm hand on my arm.

I turned to face Mr. Whitlock and put out my hand to shake it. "Call me Marcus," he insisted as he shook my hand.

They were an older couple, in their mid-fifties if I had to guess. They never had kids of their own, according to Jasper, so they doted on him and Rose a lot. Marcus was a professor of History at Berkeley and Diddy owned her own accounting firm. Their stylish, but huge house attested that they did well in their professions.

"You boys must be tired from taking such an early morning flight, let me show you to your rooms." We hefted our bags and followed her through the foyer, living room, and down a flight of stairs where we walked into a sweet looking family room. There was a huge flat screen TV, with a Wii, Blu-Ray, and X-box all connected. The entertainment center that housed it was filled with DVD's and games. Deep leather couches were situated in front of it all. A pool table and bar completed the room.

She walked passed it all and into a hallway. "This is the bathroom. I'm afraid that you boys will have to share. Here is one room. Why don't you take it Emmett?"

"Thanks," he replied and shuffled in. She opened a door across the hall from his. "Edward, you can have this one." I peeked in and was pleasantly surprised to see it was rather nice. A twin bed with a dresser and small TV attached to the wall.

"Thanks, Diddy." She continued to the end of the hall where she placed Jasper in another room.

"Why don't you boys rest for a little bit, nap or hang out in the family room. Lunch will be at twelve-thirty."

"Thanks Aunt Dee." Jasper gave her a wet-sloppy kiss and she ruffled his hair. When she was out of sight, we quickly placed our bags in our rooms and met back in the main room. Emmett was already rifling through the games. Jasper and I gravitated towards the pool table.

"Want to play a game?" he asked. I nodded and we busied ourselves with choosing cues and racking up the balls.

"So, can I ask why your aunt and uncle have such a huge house for the two of them?" I watched as Jasper made sure the balls were locked tight in the triangle before he removed it. He gestured for me to break.

I lined up my shot as he began to tell me that when they realized they couldn't have kids, they decided to become foster parents. Diddy quit her job to stay at home and take care of the kids that were placed with them.

"How come they never adopted any of them?" I asked, genuinely curious. Jasper walked around the table eyeing up a shot.

"I'm not sure. I think Aunt Dee liked being a foster mom. Anyways, they built this house so that they would have enough room for the kids." I was impressed by their dedication to helping out troubled kids.

We lounged around the house for most of the day. Diddy fed us well and we hung out with Marcus who was a funny guy. The next day, Marcus took us to the Oakland Coliseum to see the A's play the Mariners from a wicked cool skybox. The box was owned by Marcus' close friend. The three of us got lots of ribbing for being Mariners fans. It only got worse as the game wore on and the Mariners were losing.

At the end, the Mariners got whipped and the three of us had to listen as Marcus went on and on about it. I let it roll off me, but Emmett was such a homer that he just couldn't let it go. He and Marcus trash talked the entire way home. Jasper and I just sat and watched it.

Later that night, we all sat down with Marcus and showed him our itinerary and game plan. He made a few suggestions for more scenic routes we could take. He then helped us pack his Cherokee. We weren't old enough to rent a car, so Diddy and Marcus offered the use of their Jeep. We turned in early so we could get an early start.

Our first stop was less than an hour drive from Berkeley. As we drove over the Bay Bridge that brought us from Berkeley to San Francisco, Emmett's face was pressed against the glass. If he was going to act like a doofus the entire time this was going to be one long trip. We checked into our hotel and then went out to explore. We toured the marina, taking pictures of some of the huge boats. We took the trolley cars all over the place, and even stopped in a few shops.

Both Jasper and Emmett were on a mission to find something for the girls in each city we visited. I had fleeting thoughts of maybe getting something for Bella, but quickly discarded the idea. I reminded myself that I wasn't going to think about her during this trip. I would worry about her when I got back. With that resolved, I went back to window shopping and trying to keep Em from breaking anything too valuable.

We ate in a café close to Golden Gate Park and then took pictures of the Golden Gate Bridge. Up close and personal that structure made you feel small and pretty insignificant. Feeling tired we turned in early, and I doubled checked our reservations for the Alcatraz tour. The next day Emmett woke us up by jumping on the bed. He interrupted a dream in which Bella was watching me from the penalty box naked. I was so upset he disrupted my dream; I took a swing at him. Too bad I was half asleep, as I missed him by a mile.

As Jasper gave him a verbal lashing, I showered and tried to wake up. My cock had other ideas as it was still hard as a rock from the dream. With a muttered curse, I took matters into my own hands, and imagined fucking Bella in the box. I swore as I came. So much for not thinking of her the entire trip.

Touring Alcatraz started out interesting but as it went on it turned boring. The jail was cool and spooky. Jasper listened with rapt attention to the tour guide while Emmett touched anything he could. I half listened to the guide and just soaked up the atmosphere. As time went by I kept feeling as if I was being watched. Like I said-spooky.

A day later and we were on the road to Santa Cruz. This was Jasper's pick as he wanted to go to surf school. I had to say, I was looking forward to that. The drive down was pretty; it was close to the ocean so it was filled with sun and the smell of salt. I relaxed in the back seat as Jasper drove. When we finally arrived, we just chilled in the hotel as it was late at night.

Early the next day, we headed over to Cowell Beach where one of the surf schools was located. There we talked to a dude who looked as if he lived his life on the beach. They had a spot for all three of us in the class that would start in an hour. We signed up and lounged around on the beach. I let the warmth of the sun lull me into a relaxed state of mind. It was peaceful not thinking about anything or anyone. It was, however, a short-lived feeling as Emmett roused me back to reality with a kick to my right shoulder.

"Fuck, Emmett. Be careful with my arm, I need it for hockey, asswipe." I scowled at him, but all he did was laugh.

"It's time, bro. Let's get our surf on." We made our way back to Cowell Beach where we met back up with surfer dude whose name was really Biff. We all tried not to laugh. He helped us pick out some rental boards and walked us thru attaching the leash to our foot. Next he brought us to a section of beach where other beginners were gathered.

He got everyone's attention and started teaching us the proper way to pop up on our boards. He demoed the correct way to align our body and the fluid movements to keep us center and upright on the board. Let me tell you, it's not as fucking easy as it looks. I mean, I prided myself on having good balance, being a hockey player kind of demanded it, but the first couple of times I tried to pop up I looked a bit spastic.

At least I managed to stay on my board, Emmett actually popped right off his. It was fucking hilarious to see. Leave it to him to fall off his board when we were on dry land. Jasper seemed to pick up the technique quickly, and I sort of hated him for that. What could I say; I was a competitive fucker.

After working on it for about thirty minutes we moved onto learning how to paddle. For this we went into the water. Even though it was before noon, the temps were already in the high 70's and climbing fast, making the water a welcome relief. Again, leave it to Emmett to make an ass of himself. Somehow he managed to paddle himself off his board.

We moved on and tried popping up in the water, which was nothing like trying to do it on land. My only consolation was that I picked it up faster than Jasper and Em. I felt smug. For those who felt comfortable we learned how to turn and speed up the board.

All in all it was a fun day learning how to surf. I fell down more times than I actually stayed up on the board, but I never laughed and had as much fun as I did that day. Even after our lesson was over, Biff allowed us to hang around and continue to pseudo-surf. By the time we called it quits, I was tired and hungry. After dinner, we decided to stick around an extra day to hang out at the beach again, and continue to learn how to surf.

That extra day turned into two and they were the best. We spent them down on the beach. We hung out with Biff and some of his friends and watched as surfer chicks schooled us in surfing. At night, we stayed on the beach as they built a bonfire and just chilled. For a brief bit, I could understand the appeal of just being a beach bum. There was a sense of freedom in not rushing through life.

With much reluctance, we said goodbye to our friends, and continued with our trip. We had a few things left to see in Santa Cruz before we left. The next day was spent on the boardwalk with all the rides and food. I watched as Emmett consumed nearly triple his weight in food. I was completely fascinated and utterly horrified. So much so, that Jasper and I took turns sitting next to him on the rides convinced he was going to spew chucks eventually. Luckily, we were wrong.

The next day we headed out to this place called the mystery spot. It was suggested by the hotel clerk. It was just outside Santa Cruz, among towering redwoods. There you took a forty-five minute tour which showed us a place where gravity didn't work. It was out of whack. It was a force that tilted everyone Southwest. Jasper was excited about watching the guide roll a billiard ball down a plank coming out one of the windows on the outside of the building. The ball rolled down until it stopped mid roll and started to roll up the board. We were in complete awe. When we went inside there were blocks against the wall. Emmett stood on one and began tilting and actually stood at an odd angle. He was almost sideways so it looked like he was climbing the wall. No one could figure out what was going on, but whatever it was, it was cool.

I was playing around with the swinging weight that only moved in one direction. It was so freaking weird. We took a ton of pictures of us acting like complete morons. Jazz and I had to pull Em away when our tour ended. He tried to get us to purchase another set of tickets so we could go back. Luckily for us, the tours for the rest of the day were sold out.

With a pouting Em, we checked out of our hotel and started on our way to Big Sur. This time it was my turn to drive. Since Monterey and Carmel were on the way, we decided to take a day to spend in each city. In Monterey we spent time walking around, seeing the aquarium and Cannery Row. Then the rest of the day was spent kayaking in Monterey Bay. The best was watching Em attempt an Eskimo roll in his kayak. He kept getting stuck upside down.

Early the next day we arrived in Carmel where Emmett had to see everything and anything that was related to Clint Eastwood. I think he had a bit of a boy crush on him. We spent some time walking around and the rest of the day on the beach surfing. It was there that I finally felt as if I got the hang of it.

After lunch they went off to call and talk to their girls which left me alone for a while. It was also the first time Bella entered my mind after a week. I let my mind drift to thoughts to her. She was a great person, sweet, kind, smart, funny, passionate and if I had to be honest, pretty. Okay, fine, she was beautiful and the cool thing was that I didn't think she knew it. That was so fucking refreshing to see. She didn't go around trying to flaunt her beauty. She didn't worry if her nails were chipped or if her hair got mussed up. She was a complete enigma to me.

She was also a really good friend. That brought me to my problem. I didn't want to lose that with her. I was finally in a place where I could admit I liked her and more than a friend. But I knew she didn't see me like that. I mean, if she did, there would have been some sort of sign. Right? I sighed as I hung my head and let the sun warm my back.

I felt well and truly stuck. The one girl that I think would be perfect and she doesn't see me like that. I sighed loudly and cursed my luck. Maybe I should swear off girls completely and focus on hockey. I snorted internally at that thought. Who was I kidding? I loved the feel of a girl's soft skin, the sounds they make, and the taste of their pussy. Yeah, there was no way I could go the rest of my life only relying on my hand and lotion.

Yes, I could go and make the first move. But see, I was a scared little pussy. I never had to make the first move without knowing if the girl was into me. I knew that made me sound like a douche, but I thought it was just being smart. With Bella, I had no clue how to even approach her. She evoked all these thoughts and feelings in me that scared the shit out of me. I scrubbed my face. I wouldn't find answers right now. I put her back in the locked part of my brain and went in search of my friends.

The short drive from Carmel to Big Sur passed in silence. I was sure the phone calls to their girls weighed on their minds. I could have made fun of them for being whipped. But in all honesty, I wished I had someone to miss me like Alice and Rose missed them. Hell, I even wondered if Bella even missed me a small bit.

I abandoned that train of thought as we pulled into our campground. We had decided to stay at one campground and then drive to the various trails and other sites that we wanted to see. It took us under two hours to get our campsite set up. We had all been camping together many times over the years. Although I insisted that we get a tent big enough that we each had our own space. If you'd ever slept next to Emmett, you would understand.

The whole week we were busy. We went hiking nearly every day. The scenery was amazing; it was filled with vast panoramas of ageless trees and forest surrounded by cliffs and hills. It was easy to feel small but then in the same breath feel as if you were connected to a greater thing. We spent some time down at Jade Beach looking for actual jade stones. Unfortunately, we came too late in the day and there was not much worth finding.

We also spent time at one of the public hot springs. The day we went, it was a bit dreary so we had the springs to ourselves for almost two hours before others came along. Toward the end of our stay we headed to Molera State Park. We completed the eight mile loop trail where we biked some of it and hiked the rest. I was sure that at the end of this I wouldn't have to worry about my legs being out of shape. I would be more than ready to go for hockey in the fall.

By the end of the week, we were looking forward to leaving Big Sur and head to San Luis Obispo. We were in need of showers badly and I longed for the feel of a bed and food that didn't have to be cooked over a fire. So it was no surprise that our first day in San Luis Obispo all we did was shower, eat, and lie around watching movies. We had no energy for anything else.

The next day we woke early to take a hot air balloon ride. It was the most incredible thing I had ever experienced. Seeing the Californian coastline line from the air was amazing. It no longer looked like a bustling city, but more like untamed wilderness. Both Jasper and I were busy snapping photos like mad while Emmett chatted up the pilot about how to operate a balloon.

Next we hit up a popular rock climbing spot called Seven Sisters. There were a few easy places for us beginners to hit up. Of course, even if it was for beginners, my arms and legs felt like jello when we were done. Even Emmett was exhausted. We checked out the next morning and after getting a bite to eat, we drove to this place that Jasper heard about from the internet.

It was a small little alleyway called Bubblegum Alley and it was literally an alley where the walls were covered in gum. It was disgusting and sort of cool in a bizarre way. I could see why some artsy fartsy people might see it as something exciting. You could see the creativity. People created pictures and sculptures on the wall with different colored gum instead of just adding another glob like everyone else.

Of course, both Jasper and Em couldn't leave without adding their own gum to the mix. They tried to get me to do it as well, but I just shuddered. All I could see was a wall teeming with germs and bacteria. I think it came with the territory of having a doctor for a dad. Instead I documented their contributions with a little mini video clip.

After that, we faced our longest stretch of driving to date, a three and half hour drive to Los Angeles. I, of course, made the wrong choice by sitting in the back while Em drove. He had beans with breakfast and they were making themselves known. I spent most of the trip with my head out the window.

We decided not to stay in L.A. proper, but more on the outskirts. We hoped to spend a few days there and I was looking forward to seeing the sights and having fun. I failed to take into account that Emmett was with us and he had a habit of opening his mouth at the wrong times.

We had been in L.A. for over a day and it had been a blast. That morning we decided to head to Venice Beach and do some surfing, little did I know that things were going to go downhill and fast. We had been surfing for just a little over an hour when I began looking around for Emmett. I spotted him down the beach surrounded by a group of guys with surf boards. The look on their faces was not welcoming.

"Jazz, look over there. That doesn't look good to you, does it?" He looked where I pointed and his eyes widened in alarm.

"Fuck," he muttered softly. "What the hell has he gotten himself into?" He was shaking his head.

I chuckled. "I have no idea. Do you think we should at least head over there to make sure he doesn't get his face messed up? Rose would kill us if he came back all broken and battered."

Jasper closed his eyes in resignation. "I guess we should." I felt the same way. I wasn't looking forward to getting into a fight.

By the time we made it over there, Em was standing toe to toe with one tall fucker. He stood above Em by at least three inches although Em outweighed him by at least twenty-five pounds. He had three of his friends behind him. Their wet suits were unzipped to their waists and their boards were standing like guards in the sand.

I kept my eyes on the other dudes as I sidled up to Em's side, Jasper took the other side.

"What's up Em?" I looked at him out of the corner of my eyes just briefly before going back to eyeballing the other guys. If it came down to a fight, I knew it was going to be close.

Emmett smiled. "I was just being 'schooled' about how this beach belonged to him and his goonies." I could hear the quote marks on the word schooled. "I was trying to explain that he and his little surfer flunkies could take their asses somewhere else and let us surf in peace." I watched as Em rolled his eyes.

I got a feeling in the pit of my gut that things were going to get out of hand quickly, something just didn't add up. The guy staring at Em scoffed.

"Surfer flunkies? Is that what we are?" All around him, his buddies snickered and laughed. "Why don't you put your board where your mouth is? That will solve this. Don't you think?" he had issued a challenge and there was no way Emmett was going to back down.

Em gave him a cocky smirk. "Sounds good to me."

Details were hashed out about the upcoming surf off between Em and the other dude, whose name was Bryce. I watched as Em tried hard not to laugh at his name. If he did, I was prepared to let him know that Emmett wasn't all that hot either. They agreed that each would do three rides, the one who rode their wave the longest won.

Jasper and I made our way over to where everyone was congregating. A large crowd had gathered and from what I could tell, they all knew Bryce, which made that uneasy feeling grow. Jasper surveyed the crowd and started to laugh. I looked at him and cocked my brow in confusion.

"What?" I asked.

He shook his head and smiled. "I have a feeling that Em would have an easier time beating a girl than this dude. Somehow I think he's gonna get screwed."

Before I could respond, a voice behind us spoke.

"That was a pretty sexist comment ya made there cowboy. Care to test that theory?"

We both whipped around to see two girls smirking at us.

"What?" replied Jasper.

The tall blonde rolled her eyes and looked at her friend who was a petite girl with wild black hair. "Not only is cowboy stupid he must be deaf as well." They both giggled before the blonde walked up to Jasper. "I said that you were being a little sexist with your comment and asked if you cared to back up those words. You know, with a little surfing."

Jasper was wide eyed as he took in this girl who wasn't afraid to go toe-to-toe with him. He opened his mouth a few times, trying to speak but nothing came out. I started to laugh at him, which made him turn my way to glare.

"He would so love to show you his mad surfing skills." I threw him a wink. "He's Jasper and I'm Edward and you two nice ladies are?"

The blonde giggled. "I'm Jen and this is Tiffany. Got your board Jasper? I'll show you that a girl can out surf any guy."

Jasper still looked like a fish out of water as if he was having difficulty processing what was happening.

"He's got his board right over there." I clapped him on the back which seemed to break the mute spell he was under.

"Edward, what the fuck did you get me into?" He seethed as he stalked over to his board.

"Oh, have some fun." I pushed him toward Jen who was waiting for him patiently. I turned to face Tiffany. "Shall we find a place where I can watch both my friends make fools of themselves?"

Tiffany smiled at me her dark brown eyes were sparkling. "You don't want to challenge me to a surf off?" She winked.

I shook my head vigorously. "Oh hell no. I know I suck." She giggled and I tried in vain not to compare her eyes and laugh to Bella's.

We found a good spot to watch them both. Tiffany was easy to hang with, just like Bella, but I wasn't thinking about her at all.

Yeah, right.

Jasper's little duel with Jen was over before it really got started. Both times he got up on the board, he fell within seconds. His last attempt he couldn't stand up. On the other hand, Jen was a phenomenal surfer. I was in awe watching her.

Beside me Tiffany was yelling and cheering Jen on. She turned to me. "That's my girl!" I held up my hand for a high five and we slapped hands.

"She's really good. I am sure it will teach Jasper to think twice before making a comment like that again." Tiffany nodded her head in agreement and we turned to watch Em's showdown with Bryce.

Once again, Em was no match for Bryce. But what Em lacked in skill he made up in pure undiluted excitement. After he crashed he would jump up from the water hooting and hollering making it look like he was all crazy. His last attempt he even crashed in style, doing a flip in the air before landing in the water.

The crowd went crazy and when he popped up, he fucking bowed to the cheering crowd. Bryce came up to him and I watched as they talked, a smile slowly spread across Em's face. They fist pumped and Bryce threw his arm around Em as they made their way out of the water. I later learned that Bruce invited Em and us to their bonfire that night.

We had blast and Tiffany shared with us that in that part of California, surf gangs were common and could get very territorial. Bryce and his guys held court in that part of Venice beach. There I learned that two years ago he won the World Surfing Championship held in Hawaii. Em never stood a chance against him. When Em heard that, he took it all in stride.

Jasper talked most of the night with Jen and found out that she was well known in that part of California as a world class surfer in her own right. He apologized for his crass remark and used his smooth southern charm to earn her forgiveness. We spent most the night with them all and didn't make it to our hotel until after dawn.

We spent a few more days in L.A. hitting up all the touristy places just so we could say we saw them. Jasper took a picture of himself outside the Gucci store on Rodeo Drive while Em took one in front of Coach. They sent them to the girls who drooled over the pictures.

We spent the rest of our trip hitting the amusement parks: Disneyland, Six Flags, and even Knots Berry. We took the five highway all the way from L.A. to Berkeley deciding to spend our last day on the road so we had a few days to rest before we had to catch our plane back home.

As I lay in bed back at Diddy and Marcus' house, my thoughts turned to Bella. As much as I hated to admit it to myself, I did like her as more than a friend. But on the other hand, I conceded I was too chicken to make a move. I pounded my head against my pillow at that thought. I hated that Bree reduced me to this guy who second guessed everything. Yet, Bella added an air of mystery to everything I felt. I had no read on her.

Yeah it was a bit cowardly to only make a move when I knew a girl liked me. But deep down I was still a teen boy trying to navigate the minefield called dating. I didn't relish the idea of being rejected, so if I could avoid it, why wouldn't I?

Taking a deep breath I decided that if Bella showed me that she was interested, I would be all over that. If not, I was just going to stay her friend. As sleep claimed me, I felt a knot of tension in my gut. I had thought making my choice would ease it. My last conscious thought was wondering if I had made the right choice.

BPOV

Britney Spears- Brave New Girl

She wants a good time
No need to rewind
She needs to really really find what she wants
She lands on both feet
Won't take a back seat
There's a brave new girl
And she's comin' out tonight

She's gonna step outside
Uncover her eyes
Who knew she could feel so alive
Her M.O.'s changed
She don't wanna behave
Ain't it good to be a brave girl tonight

The news that Edward and the boys took off for California bummed me out. I was all gung-ho to spend time with Edward and show him that he was mine or at least work toward making him mine. But like I had done countless other times, I decided to make the best of a not so good situation. Hence the reason why I was pacing in my room waiting for Alice and Rose to come over. It was time for part two of my plan.

I sat on my bed with my two best friends, while they looked at me with curious stares.

"Well, what was the emergency Bella? You said it was important." Rose's tone was impatient, but kind.

I was wringing my hands, my nerves on high alert. I wasn't sure where my sudden hesitancy was coming from. Maybe it was because I kept my fascination with Edward a secret for so long that it was hard to let it go. But I needed their help. I was at a complete loss as to how to go about getting Edward to notice me.

Luckily, Alice helped me out. "Is this about the boy you like?"

I swallowed nervously. "Yes. I want a completely new look for the rest of the summer and school. I want him to notice me. I want him," I said the last part with all the conviction I had.

Both Rose's and Alice's eyes were wide with surprise. Then a slow, mischievous smile spread across Alice's face. "You are calling in my make-over aren't you? The one you said I could do if you ever decided to change up your style."

I nodded. "Yes, I want to be a sexier Bella, but I still want to be comfortable. I don't want to look like the whores." I lowered my head, trying to find the courage in me to tell them everything, or at least almost everything; I didn't think they would understand my obsession with Edward.

"So, are you going to tell us who this guy is?" Rose looked at me with a cocked brow.

With one last breath, I mumbled out, "Edward." I closed my eyes waiting for their condemnation. Instead all I heard were their screams of delight.

"I knew it!" crowed Alice as she jumped up and down. Rose was clapping her hands with a smug look on her face.

"About fucking time you admitted to liking him!" exclaimed Rose. Alice nodded her head in agreement.

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, bewildered. Was I not as careful as I thought in my lusting of him? What did they know?

They both looked at me with "don't fuck with us" looks.

"I had a feeling it was him. You guys always seemed to get along great. I think you two would make a cute couple," said Alice with a shit eating grin on her face.

I looked over at Rose, waiting for her spill what she knew. We stared each other down, before she finally spoke. "I caught a few of the glances you threw his way. I had a suspicion but I wasn't real sure. Alice is right you guys would be cute together." She shrugged as if it was no big deal.

Relieved at their acceptance of my pursuing Edward, I focused on the game plan. I sat down by them, needing the comfort of my girls. I couldn't help but frown at the idea that this scheming could result in me not getting together with Edward.

"What's wrong, Bells?" asked Alice in a soothing manner.

I huffed in frustration. "While it's all cool you think we would make a cute couple, it means nothing if Edward doesn't like me back. I have no clue how to go about getting him." I looked at them both. "I need your help girls. Can you help me get Edward?"

Alice and Rose looked at each other with, calculating smiles on their faces. "Oh yeah we can," replied Rose while Alice nodded her head enthusiastically.

So while the boys were away in the land of the sun. I was being made over by Alice and Rose. I was lucky that Renee and Phil sent me back with some money for school clothes. Alice made good use of that and then supplemented my new wardrobe with items from their closets they didn't want or need. Gone were the baggy jeans and sweat pants, in place came tight jeans, skirts and leggings. Gone were my t-shirts and hoodies, to be replaced with tight fitted shirts, tanks and sweaters. Alice threw out my Converse shoes and replaced them with ankle boots with low heels and cute ballet flats.

Rose took charge of my physical make over. She took me to her stylist and my hair was given a new style, something more dramatic and sexier. They enhanced my natural highlights so they popped more. She then took me to get waxed. When I complained about the pain, she told me that was the price we had to pay to be beautiful. I wasn't so sure if I agreed with her about that. Although I would admit, I loved the feeling of being smooth.

They both helped with make-up seeing as I never wore much to begin with. I didn't want to look like a hooker or obviously made up. I wanted something subtle and understated. They both agreed with me and showed me how a little make-up could go a long way.

Lastly, we brain stormed on how to get Edward to notice me. My biggest fear was that he saw me only as a friend. They both felt that Edward needed to see me as Bella, the girl he could fuck, not Bella, the good friend. After hashing it out and going over countless ideas, they decided on something simple but effective.

When the boys got back there were two parties scheduled before school started. That was when we would set our plan into motion. The only down side was that I wasn't allowed to hang out with the boys, including Jasper and Emmett. To make it work, the new Bella had to make an entrance and a big one at that.

A/N: Hmmm.. soo much going on... Edward has pretty much admitted he likes Bella.. and well.. Bella is stepping up her game and now her ladies are in on it! I will caution you that the next 3 chapters are filled with nothing but UST.. strap yourself in people.. its gonna be one hell of a ride!

If you want teasers.. come find me on FB in our group: Sweetward's Mistresses... I give out teasers on Fridays!

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