When Day Ends and Night Begins
A Twilight Fan Fiction
By Puppetstrings19
Disclaimer:
All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
This story contains underage drug and alcohol use, profanity, discussion of sex and sexually explicit acts. Mature readers only please.
This story is Unbeta'ed! Please forgive the occasional grammatical errors. I'm only human, after all.
Chapter 36: The Pep Rally
The first day of my senior year and I felt almost exactly as uncomfortable as I'd felt the first time I had stepped foot in this school. Forks High.
Everyone was staring. Only today, they weren't staring at me because I was the 'new girl.' They were staring at me because I was wearing the Forks High School cheerleading uniform.
I felt Edward's fingers tighten momentarily around mine.
I turned to glance up at him. He was wearing the familiar school uniform; tan pants, white collard shirt, black zip-up hood beneath the teal blazer and a grey beanie on his head. He looked beautiful like always. Perfect.
He turned to look at me, feeling my eyes on him. He smirked.
"You ok?" he asked softly.
I nodded while subtly tugging on the bottom hem of my skirt.
I was wearing my scarf and my grey zip-up hoodie beneath my teal blazer. And I was even wearing my Doc Marten boots. And though I was trying my best to blend in, its hard to mistaken the white and teal cheerleading skirt I had on, and even harder to miss the large white TROJANS gym bag slung over my shoulder.
I glanced around again and everyone was still staring. Some had wide smiles, and some were glaring, probably those who didn't make the cut. And some looked mostly just curious.
I dropped my head and even tried to brush my hair over my shoulder to hide my face.
"What's wrong?" Edward asked again as he leaned in close to me.
"Everyone's staring at me," I murmured.
I felt Edward's hand release mine before he smoothly draped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side. This helped. In some ways I felt shielded by his arm. Safe. Untouchable. Even from their nasty eyes.
"Rosalie's over there," Edward said as he pointed towards the gym.
I glanced up and saw Rosalie trotting angrily towards me, her high ponytail bouncing and swinging in the brisk September morning breeze.
"Where are your shoes?" she snapped. "Why is your hair down? Bella, you're supposed to be in uniform."
"I am in uniform," I defended, pulling open my hoodie.
"Bella, Jesus Christ! You're supposed to be in uniform! That means, hair, makeup, shoes, warm-ups. All you have on is your uniform."
My eyes flickered over Rosalie's made-up face. Blue eye shadow, pink cheeks, red lipstick. I frowned.
"I don't have to wear a bunch of makeup," I argue. I had eyeliner and mascara on. What more did she want?
"Go to the locker room," she ordered. "You need to get ready. If Wells sees you like this, she's gonna blow her cap. Go get dressed."
I heard Edward chuckle around me before he slowly withdrew his arm. I rolled my eyes and followed Rosalie hastily into the girl's locker room.
"We have fifteen minutes before homeroom," she snapped. "Hurry up."
Rosalie pulled open my gym bag while I removed my teal blazer, boots and hoodie. I pulled on the white jacket from our warm-ups, white socks, and my white Kaepa shoes before I let Rosalie pull my hair up into a messy ponytail and clip the white bow into my hair.
"God, why did you have to put so much hairspray in your hair?" Rosalie groaned.
"Why are you so upset?" I asked with a frown. I was watching her through the wall length mirror at the end of the room.
"I'm just a little… ugggghhhh… stressed."
"Why?"
"Because I'm cheer captain? Because if we fuck up the routine today, its my ass. I'm the one who's gonna get in trouble."
"Relax," I soothed. "We're gonna be fine. We've gone over the routine many times and it's so similar to the one we did during tryouts. We've got this."
I listened to Rosalie take a deep breath.
"You're right," she sighed. "We got this."
We parted ways outside of the gym and I hurried to my homeroom. Apparently, at the beginning of the new school year, we were supposed to spend fifteen minutes in our first period class from last year in order to collect this year's list of classes. This is what they considered a homeroom. Weird.
I sat in my usual seat surrounded by familiar and unfamiliar faces.
I noticed that Bree Tanner was actually in my class. She gave me a quick wave, which I returned with a smile. She had red lipstick on too.
Our list of classes was passed out and I quickly scanned mine before the bell rang and we were dismissed to our real first period.
First class, 12th Grade English with Mr. Berty.
I moved hastily, eager to get away from prying eyes.
The English building was right next door to the Math building so I made it to my first class in less than two minutes.
I pulled the door open and stepped in. My eyes immediately found Edward. He was sitting in the back of the room, Tanya on his left. They must have heard me come in because as soon as I walked in, they both turned and smiled at me. I smiled back, ignoring the sudden bitter taste in my mouth.
I made my way over to the empty seat on Edward's right.
"Hey," he greeted.
His eyes flickered up my bare legs as I moved towards him.
"Hi," I said.
"So anyway…" Tanya continued, but Edward turned away from her, accidently cutting her off.
"Let me see your schedule," he said to me.
My eyes flickered to Tanya's frown before I handed Edward my sheet and watched as he scanned through it.
"What classes do you have this year?" I asked tentatively.
"English, Trig, Politics, Chem, Gym and a free 6th," he said, turning to smile at me.
I glanced down at my schedule.
"We have almost all of the same classes," I said with a smile. "Only I have Politics for 2nd and you have it for 3rd."
"I know."
"Cool, huh?"
I watched Edward's lips pull up into his beautiful crooked smile as he appraised me.
"Not gonna get sick of me, are you?" he asked in a deep voice.
I felt a shiver run up my thighs, straight to my groin. I pressed my knees together involuntarily.
His gaze flickered to my legs and I blushed. He never missed anything.
"Never," I finally answered.
"Me either," he said with a knowing smile.
Edward reached down and placed his palm on my knee, giving me a gentle squeeze. Heat flooded my skin and I shivered again. I knew he felt it, but he didn't comment.
The room began to fill over the next couple of minutes. Alice was in our class too and I gave her a small wave so that she could come sit with us.
Alice took the empty seat beside me and immediately snatched up my schedule so that she could compare it to hers. We had Gym for 5th period together too.
"I bet the coach set that one up on purpose," Alice murmured as our teacher came in.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, you know how she wants us to start practicing Tuesdays and Thursdays during our free 6th?"
I nodded.
"I bet she set our schedules up so that we have gym for 5th, that way we're all warmed up by the time practice starts."
I frowned.
"Tanya!" Alice hissed. "Let me see your schedule.
Tanya handed hers over without a word.
I glanced over Alice's arm. Sure enough, Tanya had Gym for 5th as well.
"Told ya," Alice mumbled with a wink.
I giggled and looked away.
English went by fast, as well as my other classes. And before I knew it, I was in 4th period Chemistry and there was only 20 minutes left on the clock before lunch.
My tummy was flipping nastily as I watched the minutes tick down. I had a note from Coach Wells crumpled in my fist, allowing me to be dismissed ten minutes early before lunch in order to prepare for the pep rally.
I clenched my eyes shut and forced myself to breathe just as Edward pressed his nose into my ear.
I jumped exaggeratedly.
"Relax," he soothed. "You're gonna be fine."
I nodded.
"Why are you so nervous? You were fine this morning."
I shook my head and shrugged. I had no idea where all of my smooth nonchalance went.
I felt Edward's fingers trail up my back beneath my jacket before he rubbed his palm between my shoulder blades. His touch did little to relax me. I knew he was trying to sooth me, but instead he was exciting me… in a different way.
I turned to glance at him out of the corner of my eye.
Edward smirked at me in return. My eyes roamed over his white teeth as they peeked out from between his full lips. I swallowed thickly.
"Bella!" Angela called softly for the desk behind me.
I turned my head in her direction, my eyes flickering to the clock.
"Lets go. We're gonna be late."
I shook my head. "We still have ten minutes," I whispered back to her.
I glanced back at Edward. He was watching me while trying unsuccessfully to hide his smile.
I frowned at him.
"You're gonna do fine," he reassured me. "You've been practicing for over a week. Don't be so nervous."
I nodded. He was right.
"You better get going. You don't want to pull a muscle."
I giggled and leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the shoulder before I stood up and followed Alice to the front of the class. I tugged at my skirt when I heard our classmates let out a few catcalls and some cheers when we stood up. We handed Mr. Banner our dismissal notes before we headed out into the cold September air.
"God, I'm so fucking nervous," I said to Angela as we jogged our way towards the gym.
"Don't be. You've got the routine down and its only gonna be two minutes. Seriously, it'll be done before you know it."
I nodded.
In the locker room, I hastily removed my jacket and tucked all of my belongings into my locker before I followed Angela up the stairs to the gym.
The entire squad was already there, stretching and talking amongst themselves.
The gym was decorated with a large white banner held high over the middle of the court. I glanced up proudly at the lame glittery decorations I helped create surrounding the words 'Welcome Trojans!' in teal paint. There were balloons and streamers and even some dudes working on the lighting fixtures. And the schools marching band was there, setting up their instruments, all dressed in their uniforms. I smiled at them and even gave a small wave. They all looked nervous, but still eager at the same time.
Today was supposed to be a welcome back orientation as well as a short speech from the head coaches, Clapp and Wells, as well as from our faculty, Principle Greene and Secretary Ms. Cope. I think there were even supposed to be a few encouraging speeches from some of the student body, those who were planning on running for Valedictorian this year. And at the end, a small dance from our very own cheerleading squad was supposed to take place.
"You ready for this?" Carmen asked me.
I glanced at her dark brown eyes. She was just as nervous as I was, being one of the newbie's with very little experience. She was sitting on the floor, stretching her legs.
I gave her a nod and forced a smile.
Fifteen minutes had never gone so fast before in my life. Before I knew it, the entire gym was packed with laughing students, talking teachers and loud tests from speakers, microphones and instruments. I was sitting beside Alice on one of the folding chairs in front of the bleachers, scanning the crowd for Edward.
"There they are," Alice hissed, pointing straight ahead of us.
He was walking with Jasper, Mike and Kirk, climbing the stairs to the top of the bleachers. Jasper caught me staring and elbowed Edward before offering Alice and I a wave. I grinned when Edward's head turned towards me. His eyes found me and then he threw his fists up above his head, already cheering me on. I blew him a small kiss. I saw him laugh as he reached out to catch it before pressing it to his chest. He looked kind of embarrassed while doing it, and I knew it was because his friends had probably said something rude to him under their breath.
The welcoming speeches began and dragged on for a total of thirty minutes before finally, our coach called us out of the gym to line up and prepare. I was trembling in my white Kaepa's. I wasn't necessarily worried about the routine, even though I had to do a toe touch right in the middle of it. I had gone over the dance many times and knew it by heart. No, it wasn't that. Being the center of attention for a whole two minutes was what had me practically peeing my pants.
"Ladies, ladies!" Coach Wells called out to us. "You know the drill. Stick it! Nothing hits the floor. If you fall, if you stumble, don't panic just carry on. I wanna see big beautiful smiles and lots of enthusiasm! I want you to go out there and bring it! Wake these kids up!"
"Yeah!" we all called in unison.
"Hands in!" Rosalie said with a smile.
We all gathered in a circle and stuck our hands on top of each other's.
"On three," Rose continued. "One, two…"
"Trojans!"
I heard Coach Clapp announce us in his usual bored voice, moments before the music picked up.
"Lets do this!" Wells said with so much excitement.
I swallowed my pride and ran out into the gym with the rest of my squad.
The lights were blinding as they glared down at us; blue, red, green and yellow. And it was loud, very loud. A roar of applause broke out just as we all came into view screaming "Yeah, Trojans! Let me hear ya! Woo! Trojans! Yeah! Forks High!"
I giggled and clapped and waved to all of the unfamiliar faces before I took my spot beside Lauren on the far left.
A remix of I Love Rock and Roll by Joan Jett was blaring through the speakers as I crouched down in my ready position.
I bobbed my head in time with the music and sang under my breath.
"And I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me, yeah me," I sang softly. "And I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me, yeah me."
And then we began. I stood up, did my arms gestures and popped my hip. Step forward, step forward, swing the hips and the wrists.
The dance was pretty sexy, a little too sexy for my taste, especially paired with the song, but I didn't linger on the thought for long. I moved in time with the girls around me, bobbing my head, flipping my ponytail, swishing my hips, and clapping my hands over my thighs. Clap, high V, clap, tabletop, clap, front lunge, turn left, point, pop the butt, pop the chest…
Applause were erupting around us, urging us on as we danced and called out specific sections to the song.
"…So take your time and dance with me!" I yelled to the crowed.
My eyes flickered around and I caught sight of Edward. He was standing and bobbing his head, his hands held high as he clapped in time to the beat.
I giggled to myself as I crouched and then stood preparing for the Star Jump. Just two and then the toe touch.
I prepared myself. Five, six, seven, eight.
I jumped. One Jumping Joint… Two Jumping Joints…
Come one, V-Up Straddles, don't fail me now!
I prepared and then jumped, my legs instantly going wide as I reached for my toes.
Shit.
I knew what was coming before it happened.
I didn't get enough air. I wasn't high enough.
No, no.
I landed hard and stumbled to the right, right into Lauren.
But before I was able to recover, or fall hard on my face, she shoved me hard in the ribs, pushing me to the left.
I stumbled again, my foot sliding on the slick gym floor, my fingers sweeping the ground as I fought to regain my balance. Eventually I did, but it felt like it took years.
I frowned, my face burning white hot from the inside out, as I glanced at Lauren.
She gave me a wickedly evil wink as she moved her arms. I picked up on where we were at on the routine and followed suit.
"And we'll be moving on and signing that same old song, yeah with me," I sang to myself.
The singing helped a little to distract me from what just happened, though I couldn't completely ignore the flames on my face as well as the bit of tears that stung my eyes. Of course I stumbled during my first public routine. How could I not?
I shook my head slightly, annoyed with myself for not preparing for this. I couldn't walk without tripping. Why did I think I could get through this without fucking up at least once?
"I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with me."
I bowed into my ending pose, waiting for the song to cut. It did and was immediately followed by loud screams and the marching bands blaring triumph number. I sniffed and sat up, waving and forcing a smile. I glanced at Edward. He was smiling, cheering and clapping just like everyone else.
We left the gym in a cheering, waving, jumping mess; all smiles and happy gestures… but all of that ended as soon as we were out in the hall.
"What the fuck?" Lauren snapped at me.
"What?" I asked in false surprise.
"What do you mean, what? You almost fucked up the routine!"
"Lauren!" Rosalie scolded. "Relax, it wasn't a big deal."
"Yeah, easy for you to say. You didn't have Bella's big ass feet landing on your toes!"
"Calm down," I yelled back at her. "I barely even touched you before you knocked me out of your way!"
"Oh my God, you are so embarrassing!" Lauren mocked me. "Can't you do anything right?"
Her words were cutting and they pissed me off. I was ready to drop the F-Bomb.
"You know what—?"
"Hey!" Coach Wells screamed to us, successfully cutting me off. "What's going on out here?"
"Nothing," Rosalie said hastily. "The girls are just a little worked up."
"Yeah, because Bella fell on me," Lauren whined with a sour face.
"It happens, Lauren," Coach Wells frowned. "And its gonna happen a lot more often than that, so I suggest you get used to it."
I watched as the coach's eyes flickered to me.
"It's a pity about that save though, Bella. You're recovery time needs work."
I nodded and blushed even further.
"But things like this happen and we can't get all bent-out-of-shape when it does. We're a team and we're supposed to help each other." Wells rounded on Lauren now. "We're not supposed to shove our teammate off to the side and cause them to fumble and fend for themselves. That was a mishap I hope to never see you do again."
Lauren nodded, a phony sympathetic expression on her face.
I rolled my eyes. That shove was in no way an accident.
Soon after that, the entire gym was dismissed for 5th period, so I lingered behind in the gym, sitting cross-legged on my folding chair while I watching almost all of the students shuffle out of the gym. The only people who didn't leave were the cheer squad, the football team, the wrestling team and a handful of others. I glanced around as Coach Wells, Coach Clapp and a coach I was unfamiliar with started moving around taking roll call. I was in Coach Clapp's class again, along with Edward.
"Hey you," he said softly as he came to sit beside me.
I didn't meet his gaze. I was too embarrassed.
"The routine went well," he offered.
I huffed.
"What's wrong, Bella?"
I turned to glare at him.
He frowned in response.
"You know what's wrong. You saw what happened. Don't pretend you didn't."
I watched as he released a soft snort before he pulled me over his legs, onto his lap.
"Baby, you knew this kind of thing might happen," he whispered into my ear. "Why are you so pissed off?"
I shook my head, turning away.
"Seriously. You knew you would trip and stumble sometimes. You expected it. So, who gives a fuck? You're still cute and you still did great. You don't need to be the best cheerleader to have fun."
"I'm not saying I need to be the best cheerleader—" I hissed.
"But you're not saying you don't need to be," he challenged. "Being you is what makes you so fucking great to watch. Who cares if you messed up? Own it."
I finally looked up into his eyes.
Beautiful green iris stared back at me, loving and encouraging and completely proud.
"I'm just embarrassed," I said.
"Don't be."
The feel of his arms around me, his body engulfing me, instantly brought some relief. He was right. Who cares if I screwed u?. I was going to screw up again and again, so I might as well get used to it now. And anyway, I knew I wasn't going to have to cheer at all of the pep rally's or games and stuff. So why cry about it?
"You should be my cheerleader," I murmured.
He ducked his head to brush his nose against mine, momentarily dazzling me.
"I already am," he said.
After an hour-long session of PE with nothing to do, we were all dismissed for the day, even the football team. Apparently, our coaches had to attend a faculty meeting after school, so we were all free to leave early.
"Let's go to my place!" Tyler said as we all made our way over to the parking lot. "Lets get some beers, I have some weed. Come on! We deserve it!"
I pulled the rubber band from my hair and dragged my fingers against my scalp.
"Why do we deserve it, Tyler?" Lauren asked with a flirty smirk.
I threw-up a little in my mouth.
"Because we don't have practice today and we all watched Bella trip during the pep rally! Who deserves a beer more than that girl over there!"
Tyler pointed at me with a wide grin on his face.
Edward arms around me tensed, immediately sensing my discomfort.
"No one." I said to Tyler. "You're right, no one deserves a beer more than I do. I'm in."
We all got to Tyler's fence about thirty minutes later with boxes of beer and eager smiles. I ignored Lauren the whole time. I was surprised that Tyler invited her, but apparently they were now seeing each other, unofficially.
Jumping the fence was much easier for me this time, easier than it ever had been. However, trying to maneuver around the short, snug cheerleading skirt was kind of a pain. Edward still followed me up and helped me over, but I soon discovered that I didn't need his help as much as I had the last time I had jumped the fence.
"Looks like those V-Up Straddles are giving me some nice biceps," I giggled at the top of the fence.
"What the fuck are V-Up Straddles?" Edward asked with wide eyes.
I giggled at him and climbed my way back down.
I had replaced my warm-up jacket with my grey zip-up hoodie, so I was already feeling much more comfortable, the thoughts of screwing up during the pep rally already a distant memory.
But of course, being friends with Mike and Tyler, my happiness didn't last long.
I was sitting with Rosalie and Alice, obviously five feet away from Lauren, Jessica and Angela, practically chugging down my second beer when I heard Mike roar with laughter. I glanced up and saw that he, Tyler, Kirk, and Emmett were all laughing and watching something on his iPhone.
Tyler's gaze met mine.
"Come here, Bella," he said. "You have to see this."
I glanced at Edward. He was sitting with Jasper, talking and taking hits from a pipe. He gave me a shrug before he got up and met me by Mike's side.
I glanced down into his phone and then groaned.
"You're an asshole, Mike," Edward said.
It was me… and the rest of the girls from the squad. Mike had recorded the entire routine from the pep rally this afternoon onto his phone. I watched as we all sat, hunched over in starting positions as the Joan Jett song played. And then we were moving. I couldn't stop watching myself; it was like watching a train wreck. At first, I really didn't look that bad, though I moved modestly in comparison to the other girls around me. Rosalie, Alice and Tanya were obviously the best, and they stood out in comparison. I watched as we all swished our hips and clapped our hands in unison, but still I couldn't help but notice how different my movements were in relation to the cheerleaders around me. I moved carefully and innocently, my hips barely swaying, my chest barely popping.
I was counting down the time and singing along in my head.
"Oh God," I groaned when I watched myself duck and prepare for the Jumping Joints. "Oh Christ."
I felt Edward's hand slide up my back as we watched.
And then I screamed from the sight of myself stumbling. Honestly, it looked worse that I imagined. And it honestly felt worse to watch than it had felt to actually experience it. I was so pathetic and I looked so fucking clumsy.
"Oooo…" someone said in the recording.
"Daaaamn…" said another voice. I could only imagine it was Tyler.
I watched myself land awkwardly before tripping into Lauren's space. And then I watched as she shoved me hard in the opposite direction.
I groaned. My hands were over my face and I was peeking though my fingers.
On Mike's screen, I saw my face instantly grow red with shame; however, I couldn't help but pat myself of the back for sucking it up and continuing.
"I need a cigarette," I said, turning away from the phone.
"It wasn't thaaat bad," Mike teased.
"Yes it was," I argued. "It was worse than bad."
The boys all laughed, but Mike turned off his phone anyway.
"Here, Bella," Alice said. "I got some."
I reached out as she tossed me a pack of half-empty Camel Lights. I took one out, grabbed a lighter off of the empty box of beer and lit up.
Edward came over to my side, taking a seat beside me on Tyler's blue couch. His arm slid around my shoulders and I involuntarily settled into his side. Most of the evening went by fairly smoothly. Everyone was drinking and laughing and after an hour, Tyler withdrew a pack of playing cards and a large bottle of Jameson Whiskey and challenged the boys to a poker game. They ended up playing for money and shots.
I sat on Edward's lap most of the time, giggling as he played and won game after game. But eventually another bowl was being packed and passed around. I skipped out on it, settling for a cigarette here and there as I watched almost all of the boys get totally stoned. At this point, Edward was so sky high he began taking involuntary shots just to prove that he could hang longer than the rest of them. The amount of testosterone and male competition in the tiny garage was almost stifling.
"Bella!" Rosalie called from the small stereo.
I tried to stand from Edward's lap, but his arm tightened around my waist keeping me close.
"Where are you going?" Edward's voice was a little loud and raspy from the booze.
"Rosalie's calling me," I responded.
I watched Edward turn to peer at Rosalie through hooded eyes.
"All right," he said with a fake sneer.
I chuckled and kissed his cheek before I made my way over to her.
Rose was sitting with Alice. They were still dressed in their cheerleading uniforms as well.
"Looks like you're gonna have to drive your boy home tonight," Rosalie chuckled.
"I know," I said. I turned to glance at Edward over my shoulder.
Edward was in a fit of hysterics, doubled over with laughter along with Jasper, Eric, Emmett, Mike, Tyler and Kirk. Lauren was there as well, resting her hands on either side of Tyler as she stood behind him. He seemed to be ignoring her though. I watched as she leaned down to whisper in his ear, seconds before he jerked away from her to yell something out to Mike.
"What should we listen to?" Alice asked. She was flipping through a CD case filled with burned albums.
I took the case from her and scanned the messy writing on each cover.
"How about some Sublime?" I laughed. "Seems appropriate."
"Oh! Let me choose the song!" Rosalie shrieked. She was stoned too.
Rosalie placed the disk in the compartment and turned to track 15.
"Oh my, God," Rosalie continued. "Watch this." She hit 'Play.'
After a couple of seconds I heard Emmett release some incomprehensible expression before he called out Edward's name.
"Edward! Bro, bro!" Emmett laughed. "…Just wipe that look off your bati face…" he sang. "You hate me cause I got what you need, a pretty little daughter that we call Mexi, and if you wanna get beat physically it will be over in a minute if ya…" he paused and pointed to Edward, a huge stupid grin plastered across his broad face.
"So she told me to come over and I took that trip…" Edward sang as he bobbed his head to the beat. "And then she pulled out my mushroom tip. And when it came out it went drip, drip, drip. I didn't know she had that G.I. Joe, kung-foo grip…"
More laughter broke out at their table as they all gave each other fist bumps and high fives.
"Ew…" I said as I turned to Rosalie.
And then I burst out laughing because her face mirrored mine; scrunched up in distaste.
"En el otro lado, es donde vivi, con mi'hijita, que se llama Mexi," Emmett continued in Spanish.
"Looks like that Spanish class paid off," I said to Rosalie.
She rolled her eyes and said, "Honestly, I don't think there's anything more silly than someone who doesn't know Spanish to start rapping in Spanish."
I giggled at her and turned back to the boys.
"Hey, Emmett?" Rosalie called out. "Do you even know what you're singing?"
"Na," Emmett responded with a laugh.
A little while after the song ended, I made my way back to Edward's lap, already feeling needy without his company.
"Hey, baby," he greeted smoothly as I took my seat on his warm thighs.
I giggled when his hand slid up my back.
I placed my hand on his cheek and peered into his sleepy eyes. I could tell he was very drunk. His eyes were red and glassy and his breath smelled strongly of alcohol and weed. It was the most drunk I'd ever seen him. Actually, I had never seen Edward really drunk before.
I brushed my thumb along the blush over his cheekbone and then across his full bottom lip. He smirked beneath my touch and leaned forward to kiss me. He even tasted like beer and whiskey.
"Bella," Tyler said from across the table.
I dropped my hold on Edward's lips to turn and glance at Tyler. His eyes were just as red as Edward's, yet he looked a little more stable.
"You look pretty good in your cheerleader outfit," Tyler continued once I met his gaze.
My eyes flickered to Lauren who stood behind him. I watched her face fall in disapproval.
"Watch your mouth," Edward snapped from beside me.
The tone in his voice made me jump.
"What, man?" Tyler said with a nonchalant wave. "I'm just stating the obvious. I know she's yours."
"I don't want you looking at her like that," Edward shot back.
I turned towards Edward. His gaze was steady as he stared Tyler down.
"Look," Tyler continued. "I know you love the girl. I've known it since her second day of school, man."
"What do you mean?" I asked, unable to hide my instant curiosity.
"Ever since that day you came over here," Tyler said. "I remember Ed talking about you after that night. 'Aw man. Bella. She so fuckin' cute, man. And those lips. She smells so good…'" I listened to how Tyler mocked Edward's deep voice.
I blushed.
"Fuck you, Tyler," Edward snapped. "I didn't talk about her like that."
"Yeah you did. Ed, I knew you were sprung off Bella since the first day you saw her, man. Bella, I invited this guy over to my place to get high and all he talked about was you. He was so stoned; he didn't care what the fuck came out of his mouth. 'Damn, her eyes, man. She has some gorgeous eyes. And her body, the way it feels against me... Bella this, Bella that…'"
"Fuck you, asshole," Edward suddenly snapped.
Before I even knew what was going on, Edward had pushed me off of his lap and was on his feet, charging towards Tyler. Edward's entire demeanor was hostile. Jasper and Emmett had to jump up and position themselves between the two friends.
"You are such a fucking cock-sucker. Who do you think you are?" Edward yelled drunkenly.
"I'm sorry, man," Tyler laughed. He was still in his chair. "I had to tell her. I've been dying to tell her."
I watched as Edward tried to force his way towards Tyler.
"Edward," I called softly.
I couldn't help but stare in surprise when he actually stopped fighting his friends to turn and face me.
"What, Bella?" he asked angrily.
"Don't be so mad," I said shakily.
"He has a big fucking mouth. What the fuck, Tyler?"
"I'm sorry, man," Tyler said again through fits of laughter. "But do you remember when I had to ask her for you…?"
"Na, fuck you!" Edward said, turning towards the door now.
"No, wait!" Tyler said, a little more seriously now.
I watched as Tyler pushed passed Japer and Emmett to grab Edward's arm, which he repeatedly tried to shrug off.
"Wait, Ed," Tyler continued. "Do you remember when I had to ask her for you?"
Edward shook his head. I couldn't tell if he was saying no because he didn't remember or no because he didn't want to hear it.
"That night," Tyler urged. "At Alice's house. You asked me to ask her if she had a boyfriend back home. You were so fucking curious and being such a pussy about it. Remember when I walked in on you guys making out?"
I gasped. I remembered that night so clearly. That was the night when Edward kissed me in Alice's kitchen and Tyler interrupted us. I remembered excusing myself to the bathroom and then catching them in the middle of a conversation when I came back out.
"I remember," I said with a laugh. "You asked me when I went up stairs to call my mom back."
"Yeah!" Tyler laughed, pointing at me now. "I asked if you were calling your boyfriend!"
I watched a small smirk pull at Edward's lips.
"You were such a creeper about it," I giggled. "I remember thinking that you were acting really strange. You freaked me out."
Tyler doubled over in another fit of laugher and I watched as Edward's angry mask finally cracked and he too joined in. I smiled, happy to see him relax a bit.
"Aww… see?" Alice said, stepping in. "No need to get all angry."
"Na, but I'm still pissed that you got to her first, Ed," Tyler added with a pat to Edward's back. "She sure is a cutie, that one."
Edward's face immediately transformed from laughter into anger in a millisecond.
"Are you retarded?" I shot angrily at Tyler. "Seriously."
I watched as Edward finally yanked his arm out of Tyler's grasp before he turned and pushed through the side door, muttering "Dick," under is breath.
I didn't linger to hear Tyler's response before I hastily followed Edward out into the cold night air.
"Edward!" I called out hesitantly. It was so dark I could barely see him.
"I'm right here," he snarled. He was standing down the path, near the trees.
I hurried over to his side.
"I'm so fuckin' pissed off right now, Bella. I just wanna go," he said as she began to trudge through the thick underbrush towards the fence.
I didn't say anything. I just followed quietly beside him.
We reached the fence and began climbing together. Edward took it slow, climbing carefully beside me until we reached the top. At the top, he swung his legs over and jumped immediately to the ground. I had to suppress a shriek of terror as I watched him fall.
He landed on his feet, but fell in a small roll onto his butt and then back, breaking the impact.
"Are you ok?" I gasped.
"I'm fine," he laughed. "Jump. I'll catch you."
"Yeah right." I climbed my way down instead.
Edward laughed the entire time, his mood already starting to lighten.
"You ok?" I asked. "You're mood swings are giving me whiplash."
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You weren't fine a minute ago."
"Yeah… but seeing you climb a fence in that little skirt makes me feel better."
I glanced up to see Edward's eyes roam over my bare legs.
"Stop," I laughed. I threw a shove at his shoulder as I tried to playfully push him away from me.
My strength did nothing against him.
"Give me your keys," I said as he we made our way towards the Volvo.
"Why?"
"Because I'm gonna drive," I said.
"Na, I'll drive," he argued.
"Edward. You're stoned and you're very, very drunk. I'm not letting you drive like this."
We had reached the Volvo, but I deliberately made my way over to the driver's side.
"I can think of a few things that might sober me up," Edward said as he followed me around the car.
I turned to face him.
Edward's expression was a mixture of excitement and hunger as he peered down at me. The look in his eyes instantly set my body on fire. My gaze slid over him. From his long full legs, to his wide shoulders hidden beneath his black zip-up, and his crooked smile. I rubbed my knees together unconsciously and watched as his eyes flickered to my legs.
"I know what you want, baby," he said in a deep raspy voice. "I always know what you want."
His hands slid up the car on either side of my body, pinning me.
"Edward," I gasped softly.
"Come on, baby," he said as he pressed his hips against mine. I could feel his erection through his pants and my skirt. "I'll make you feel so good."
I swallowed thickly from his words.
"Don't you like my dick in you?" he asked.
I blushed and dropped my gaze.
"Or do you want my mouth instead?"
I shivered against him as my heart rate pick up. I could smell his sweet delicious scent that was all him, tinged with alcohol and weed.
"Na…" he murmured huskily. "You want my dick, don't you? You like it better when I'm inside of you…"
"Edward," I groaned.
"Yeah, I know how you like it, Bella. I know how you want it..." His gaze was smoldering and intense, making me a shaky, horny mess against the Volvo.
I took another deep breath and could instantly smell the alcohol rolling off of him. I had clear my head. I had to remind myself that he was drunk, way too drunk for sex.
"Edward," I said a little more sternly now. "Give me your keys, or I'm walking home."
I watched his eagerness slowly fade to annoyance.
"Bella, you don't even know how to drive stick."
Both of our eyes flashed to his crotch before we burst out laughing. Both of our minds were equally on one thing, and one thing only.
Author's Note:
The song Edward and Emmett are singing in Tyler's garage is called Caress Me Down by Sublime. Lol
Also, I did a little research on cheerleading uniforms and there is one in particular I found that actually mirrored what I imagined in my head. It's a white and red University of South Carolina Gamecocks custom cheerleading uniform. Look it up. Google it. I imagine the Forks High cheerleaders to wear something like this except in white and teal. Go look it up. The woman wearing the uniform is holding up a sign that says 'STAND UP & YELL.' lol If you don't want to look it up, just let me know and I'll post the image on my profile.
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