This is a POST ECLIPSE partial AU where B and E are together and are intimate, but they are not the focus of this story. Rather, it is a look at Jessica and Mike at the Senior Prom. Assume everything else is canon.

Stephenie owns the characters, obviously. I own nothing but my own shitty apartment and perhaps my own mind. Sometimes. Maybe.

Thanks to my beta readers on this, PT and IB, you know who you are.

This story is told from Jessica Stanley's Viewpoint. Not for Mike fans.

Rated M, stay away kiddies!

Senior Prom Night

So far, the prom had not been what I had hoped for. I didn't expect to win Prom Queen, so that was okay, though I was surprised that Bella and Edward won it. I mean, sure, they certainly looked the part, but I didn't even know they were coming! They certainly didn't campaign for it like Lauren or Samantha did. But in the end they got enough votes, and I can admit I was happy that Lauren looked like she might keel over when she didn't win. She was so sure of herself...

Sure she was my friend, but I knew she probably talked shit about me behind my back. That was just what she did, and if you didn't want her talking shit in FRONT of you and ruin you, then you had to accept her the way she was and at least pretend to like her.

It was almost midnight, and I decided to get a breather from dancing in these painful heels. I walked away from the gymnasium, completely frustrated with Mike. One minute he would seem like he is into me, and then the next I would see him staring at Bella Swan or Alice Cullen, or sometimes even Lauren!

It made me sick, and I wondered why I ever gave him my virginity. It wasn't like sex with him was any good, even after five times now. He just never got better.

No matter how many hints I gave him, even dropping particular Penthouse Forum letters for him to read or DVD porn to watch, he just followed the same old routine. Maybe a minute or two of foreplay, and then wham! Stick it in, lay his full weight on me, pump his hips as fast as he could go, and be finished in under a minute.

Every single time was the same.

Not once had I had an orgasm from sex with Mike, and even when he went down on me - which he seemed not to like to do, despite me giving him plenty of blowjobs! - it just was not great.

Hell, forget 'great'. I would settle for 'decent' at this point.

His oral skills were so bad, in fact, that last time I had to pretend to have an orgasm just to get him to stop as he was way too rough, he bruised my hips, and his beard stubble had rubbed my thighs raw.

How sad that at age 18 I needed to be faking orgasms! That was supposedly something old married couples did!

Sheesh.

Heck, even little Ben Cheney seemed to please Angela better than Mike did with me. How very sad, especially that Mike thinks himself some sort of playboy.

Despite my shitty mood, I went back and dragged Mike out of the gym. I was feeling a bit randy from all the drinking and dancing, so Mike and I were looking for a place to make out. I figured maybe he could use his hands on me, he actually was okay at that so long as I held his hand and controlled the pace.

Mike, as usual, was looking like a happy golden retriever. I could almost imagine him with a wagging tail sometimes. I wonder if I heard someone say that once...

As we walked, the music kept pace with us in the dark hallways, as they piped it through the PA system so there was music everywhere.

We turned into the furthest corridor from the gym in this building, the science wing. We weren't supposed to be here, and most of the classroom doors were locked. We were just about to give up and head back - no way I was going into the janitor's closet or a bathroom, ewww! - when a loud groan caught our attention.

I was suddenly hot at the thought of catching someone in the act. Maybe Ben and Angela? Or Lauren and Tyler? I had seen them sneaking off not long ago...

It looked like Mike had the same idea. He motioned to his lips, in a shushing motion, and pointed to my feet. I looked down and nodded. My heels made a loud clickety clack as I walked and we didn't want to get discovered. I pulled my heels off, losing five inches of height but happy to feel the cramps go away and circulation return. Boys had it so easy, it was not fair.

Now that we were prepared for our stealthy snooping, we moved quietly to the end of the hall and right to the biology classroom. I saw that the door was not shut all the way, and the groans got louder as we approached.

Bingo! A winner!

I looked down at the handle and realized the knob was completely broken off! That's probably why the door wouldn't close - there was no knob or bolt to hold it closed.

The moaning got louder as we get closer, and I didn't recognize the sound of the voice though I could hear a girl quietly panting too with cute little moans here and there.

The boy's groans were deep, and sounded like growls almost, very sexy. I really wanted to know who this was!

Just as we were sticking our faces into the room to take a look, I heard the girl moan again, and I recognized the voice this time.

Bella.

Unable to help my burning curiosity, I stuck my head into the small crack between the open door and the doorframe. I saw Mike doing the same, with his head above mine.

My vision quickly adjusted to the dim light in the classroom, but my eyes almost popped from the sockets at the action I was seeing.

Laying on one of the lab tables, her dress hiked up over her waist and the top rolled down beneath her breasts, Bella lay flat on her back, moaning her pleasure. Her bare legs were being held up and spread wide by a pair of strong, pale hands that were holding her ankles.

The hands belonged to Edward, whose pants were down around his ankles and his shirt was unbuttoned. He pumped into Bella at a steady pace, each thrust of his hips brought moans from Bella and soft groans or growls from Edward.

We couldn't see much detail, as they were in profile from the door and the light was dim.

But what we could see, was very hot.

Bella's breasts would sometimes be visible for a few moments from behind the clenched arms of her partner, and they jiggled in time with the tempo of the pumps. On Edward, the dim light again obscured much, but I could see hints of his strong, muscular legs and I got little peeks and hints of his pale chest and tight abs.

Unfortunately, I could barely see anything around their waist area - it was too dark, and everything was in shadow - and Bella's thighs were also obscuring that area. I did get a quick peek at the shadow of what looked like a long, fat cock as he drove his hips or spun them in tight little circles as if he was spinning a hula hoop.

I had to put my hand over my mouth to hold in a gasp, and I saw Mike do the same, his eyes wide and riveted on the hot porno scene playing out in front of us.

I was wishing for a way to get a better view, but there was no way to do it without opening the door further, and then we would be caught for sure. If Mike wasn't with me, I might do it just on the off-chance they would let me join in...

Just then, Edward pulled back just a bit further, and I had my first definite look at his dick before he pushed back in, Bella groaning in appreciation.

Shit, he was big, quite impressive really.

Pale, thick, long. Certainly much better than Mike's very average peen, though if you heard Mike tell it, he thought he was hung like King Kong.

More like Donkey Kong if you ask me.

Another growl from Edward made me shiver and he swirled his hips again in a big circle, one of his perfectly sculpted ass cheeks momentarily visible, and Bella moaned out the first words I'd heard her say. "Oh Edward, it's so good, don't ever stop doing that." She was practically mewling, the lucky bitch. Mike was having to hold his mouth closed as I could tell he was close to panting, and I honestly couldn't blame him. This beat any porn DVD he and I have watched.

I took a good look at Mike, with his tented pants and drool dripping from his mouth, and then looked at Edward.

The difference between them was so vast it was comical.

My comparison of the two was derailed when Edward growled again, a low, angry sound like a lion might make, and began to pick up his pace. "Oh Bella, you feel so good, I could make love to you all night." He pumped her even harder, and she was now moaning loudly and continuously. "Tell me you're mine, Bella. Tell me who is the only one who will ever have you."

"Mmmm, I'm yours, Edward. All yours, whenever you want me, only you," she panted, pushing herself up to meet his thrusting hips.

Wow. Possessive much?

Though I had to admit that if Edward said such things to me, I would answer the same way. It was pretty hot.

When Edward moved in a circle again, Bella's hips went with him. Clearly they were quite in tune with each other.

I watched as Bella's breasts jiggled again with his motion, the motion almost hypnotic...jiggle sway, jiggle sway, jiggle jiggle right, jiggle jiggle left, jiggle jiggle, sway sway... and then he leaned down to swipe his tongue along her peaks, making her cry in delight.

My hands went to my own breasts, and I squeezed them for a moment before I realized what I was doing. I didn't want to make comparisons, but my mind went there anyway. I knew my breasts were certainly bigger than Bella's, but hers were really quite nice in their own way, being very round and perky, with creamy white skin that looked flawless.

And then, my jealousy spiked when I felt Mike tremble beside me and began to make clenching motions with his hands like he was squeezing them himself.

I tore my eyes away from Bella's tits and concentrated on Edward instead. I tilted my head and might have licked my lips a few times as I watched spellbound as he varied his pace and angles. Bella was practically purring. It wasn't fair! Why couldn't Mike make love to me like this?

He better be paying attention!

When I saw Mike begin to rub himself over his pants, I was distracted enough that my jealousy and anger went away and I just watched the live sex in enjoyment. This was so hot! I wished I could video this!

Edward began to pick up the pace, and bent Bella's legs against her chest, so her knees were pressing into her breasts, and his hands slid from her ankles to her calves.

"Ugh ugh ugh, Oh Edward, harder, please, yes yes yes ooooohhhhhh," she begged, tossing her head around. Her hands, which had been moving up and down his arms, now moved around to his perfectly sculpted pearly white ass, sliding up and down.

I was actually jealous of her hands at that moment!

"God, Bella, you feel so good, it's close. Are you close, love?"

"Yes, Edward, yes, faster, harder, more! More!"

I watched in fascination as he went faster still, he looked almost like he was blurring he was moving so fast! How was he doing that?

He was a sex God!

Bella's hands came around the front, and she began to play with her hard, pale nipples, pulling on them and twisting them around. I felt Mike beginning to shake, and I was worried he would give us away. And then the show even got better, Bella's hands slid down over her flat stomach and I knew she was playing with herself! Wow! I was going to have to try that since Mike couldn't do the business!

I really wished I could see more, but all the good stuff was pretty much hidden by her legs and his arms and the shadows.

All of a sudden, Edward really started to growl - like really, really loudly, deep in his chest and throat. It was savage almost. It sent shivers down my spine and it was a bit scary if I was honest, like a wild animal might growl at you. Bella seemed to love it though, as her cries got even louder, as loud as his growls.

He moved her feet up suddenly, lifting them high above her head, forcing her pelvis straight up, and he leaned over her on the table, now almost horizontal above her.

Her moans became screams, and for a second I thought he might be hammering her right through the desk. I saw her hands in the reflection of the window for a moment, touching where they were joined and rubbing underneath. I got a peak at his nuts smashing into her bouncy little butt, which was almost as pale white as his.

"Oh EDWARD!" she let out one long scream, holding the 'D' like she was an opera singer, and I almost expected the windows to shatter like the champagne glasses would do in commercials. Edward roared one last time, pushing their bodies together, the muscles in his sculpted ass trembling, and his biceps and forearms quivering. His hands, now free of her ankles, smacked down onto the desk with a loud crunch and I thought I heard something crack in the room like wood splintered or something. Weird.

Finally, he seemed to go boneless, pressed fully against her, the both of them panting like they'd run marathons. Her legs were wrapped around his lower back and were crossed at the ankles, and her arms were loosely draped around his neck.

Edward peppered her face with kisses and I heard her giggling as she tried to catch her breath. "Oh, Edward, thank you. This has been a fantasy of mine since we had to watch those awful movies in biology last year! It was so hard to keep my hands off you back then!"

I heard Edward chuckle in that offhand way he does, but muffled into her neck. I decided it was time to get out of there before we got caught out like the lousy peeping toms that we were. I moved back silently, grabbing Mike by the back of his shirt and slowly pulled him away. He looked like he wanted to protest for a minute, but he saw how serious I was and he heard them shuffling about in the room and he nodded.

We walked quickly down the hallway until we turned into a new corridor and then I threw my heels on quickly. We walked fast until we got back to the inhabited areas of the school, always looking back to see if they were following us.

The coast was clear.

Neither of us had said a word about what had just happened, and we began to hear voices ahead of us, and we saw other students relaxing out in the hall ahead. We finally stopped and caught our breath, leaning against a locker.

"Holy shit!" Mike finally said, sporting a goofy smile. His face was flushed like he'd had sex himself, and I could see the outline of his erection in his pants. "That was the hottest thing I ever saw!"

I looked up at him and nodded my head. "Yeah, it was pretty intense." It definitely was.

"I know, right?" he said. agreeing. "She is so hot, so sexy! He's a lucky bastard!"

That was the wrong thing to say to me, especially given the lousy night I'd been having and the general failure of our sexual relationship, and I suddenly was ready to be a real bitch.

It was either that or run away crying.

"Hmm, yes, but could you believe how hot Edward was? Did you see how he pleased her? He really knew what to do, he certainly knows how to take care of her. He's a real man. You could learn a lot from him, he's clearly quite talented."

I saw Mike's previously happy face suddenly turn sour, and he looked down at me with an angry glare. "Is that so, eh? You think Cullen is better than me?"

I could have spared his feelings but I was in no mood to deal with his pathetic crush on Bella right now. "Oh Mike," I laughed rather cruelly, "he is so far above you in every way possible, to say you are not even in his league would be understating things. If this was a baseball game, you would not even qualify as the ball boy! Hell, you're so far down, you're not even in the same sport!"

Before Mike could think of an angry reply I hit him with another barb. "He made sure Bella was satisfied first before worrying about himself, and he clearly keeps himself in great shape. Did you see that body? No spare tire on him, that's for sure," I said, purposefully looking at Mike's soft midsection. True he wasn't fat, but you could see the extra 15 he had put on this year.

Mike looked livid now, and I thought I maybe went too far. "Is that so?" he growled at me, his eyes narrowed to slits. "Maybe he cares about pleasing her because she is actually beautiful and nice, and not a spiteful harpy with more hair than sense!"

Our raised voices had attracted the attention of a half dozen couples, and I normally would have been embarrassed, but now I was really angry. "So I'm a spiteful harpy am I? More hair than sense? You dick!" I was yelling now. "Mike, maybe if you could last more than a minute when we had sex I wouldn't be such a harpy to you! Maybe if you paid attention to what a woman wants, instead of just sticking it in and thrusting away until you're done and then roll over and go to sleep and snore and drool all over me I would be nicer to you! Maybe, if you learned anything from what we just saw, you will learn how to please a woman!"

I moved closer and poked him in the chest. "Maybe then you wouldn't be so pathetic to keep pining for and asking out a girl who wouldn't give you the time of day since she got here last year and is too nice to tell you to get lost! She'll never date you Mike, you creep! She's too smart to date a one pump dick like you!"

I took the corsage he had given me earlier in the night, pulled it off, and threw it at his feet. "But whoever you fuck next Newton, it won't be me! And I bet it won't be Bella either because she knows you're a loser! So keep dreaming asshole!"

And with that, I stormed away back towards the gym.

Only then, did I see the aforementioned couple just turning the corner in the corridor up ahead. Bella was hanging off of Edward's arm, looking blissed out, but Edward has a small smirk on his face. I knew he couldn't have heard us arguing, the music in the halls was still loud and they were standing about fifty feet away. But when Edward's eyes met mine and he gave me a knowing smile and a nod - almost as if to say 'well done' - I had a feeling that somehow he did hear me.

And I had a feeling that he approved of what I said to Mike.

I smiled back at him, nodding in return, and just then Bella turned away from Edward and to see who he was nodding at.

My eyes met hers, and I saw a questioning look on her face. Feeling a sudden camaraderie with her - I was so glad she rejected Mike over and over and over again - I gave her a big thumbs up. As expected - I mean, Bella was many things, but no one would ever say she wasn't sharp as a tack - she immediately understood what my thumbs up was for, and her face burst into a vivid crimson blush. I held her eyes for another few seconds and smiled and nodded at her. I glanced at Edward who was still smiling at me, gave a little wave, and I walked into the gym.

I was dateless now, it was true - but I held my head high, as I scraped the remains of Mike Newton off of my shoes.

Note - My little tribute to Jessica Stanley. She should never have accepted being Mike's second choice. In the movie, wasn't she the valedictorian? Clearly, she was a smart girl, she could have done better.