Twilight Gone Wild with Bad Girl Bella

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On with the story. Ole.

JACOB

Flashback: Finally, the familiarity in this boy that had been plaguing me finally made sense. Jacob. Right. Memories rushed through my brain, and I closed my eyes for a second or two. This night just got interesting.

"Hi, Jacob," I managed. I can't even believe that the words made it to my lips, I was so overcome with surprise. Jacob Black. How could I have forgotten? He was the first guy I had ever liked. Like, ever. Laugh if you must, but childhood crushes? Yeah, those things stick with you longer than even I could possibly imagine. Jacob was living proof of that statement.

"It is so good to see you again! You look even hotter now than I remember you being at 10!!" Jacob grinned, and moved in for the hug. I was so shocked that I actually let him get away with it. I didn't hug him back, though.

"Aren't you excited to see me, childhood lover? And you're throwing a party too! What, may I ask, is the occasion?" He seemed really happy. Eiw. Happiness makes me crabby.

"Um, hello? Childhood lover? I think that's a bit much, seeing as all that happened was you pining over me for an entire summer, and me being interested in other, much sexier things," I shot at him. Lies, I thought to myself, all lies. Jacob had no idea that I liked him that summer. I knew he liked me - he told me. I just laughed and told him then ten year olds were far too cool to date nine year olds, and left it at that. Yet he still attempted to get me to like him. All the time. It became extremely pathetic, but back then, it only made me like him all the more. I knew that I had hurt his feelings, but honestly, it would totally ruin my rep (why yes, I DID have a rep back then! I was pretty muc the most spectacular ten year old around) if I dated someone a year younger than me. Can you say lame?

"Oh yes, because the ten year old children here were just teeming with sexiness," Jacob coldly stated, eyes narrowed.

"Not exactly. The sexier things I was talking about were older and far more experienced than the likes of ten year old children," I replied with a smug smile. "But this conversation is getting nowhere. The past is the past is the past, and this is the present. And in the present, I have a party starting in ten minutes, and a tall boy right here on this beach who promised to move shit out of my car and help me set it up. So move your ass and grab the cooler."

"Fine," he grumbled. "I just thought you might be happy to see me is all. But you never answered me: What is the point of this party?"

"Well, there's this guy. I want to ask him out, and figured that the best venue for that would be at a party so the alcohol can talk for him. Or not talk, if you catch my drift." Again, I stand by my honesty is the best policy theory.

"What's his name? I pretty much know all the guys in Forks," was his haughty response.

"Wow, congrats, you officially know approximately the same number of guys that I dated my freshman year! But moving on, his name is Edward. Edward Cullen. And he is only the hottest guy at our school, possibly the planet. And he totally wants me. Like, soo much. And I do too. So we're totally gonna hook up. You can watch for tips, if you want. I'm sure you need them."

He just clenched his jaw in what I took for anger or hurt until he said, "Edward Cullen? Yeah, that guy is not coming to your party."

I figured he was just saying that to piss me off, so I said, "Like hell he isn't! I invited him, he said he would be there. I don't believe that there was any hidden meaning in what either of us said, so he'll totally show."

"No he won't. He doesn't come here." Jacob sounded totally creepy when he said that. Like, really creepy.

"Yes, he will. Because I'm sure he knows, just as I do, that he and I belong together. Hottest guy at school with hottest girl at school. Do the math. It works. He'll be here!" I was starting to get nervous by the continuing look of anger radiating from Jacob's face.

"Trust me. He won't. More like he can't. So I hope you have something else planned to do at this party other than ambush him, or your party is totally and completely going to blow."

"What do you mean he can't. Last time I checked, it's a free country," I said, voice going up an octave. I was getting hysterical at this point.

"He's not allowed."

I could tell Jacob was holding out on me. "Explain," I commanded.

"Can't," he said simply, and I could tell that he loved holding this over my head, torturing me like the time when my friend Tiffany told me that there was a really hot guy at our school who liked me, but wouldn't tell me who it was. I mean, there were so many smitten suitors to choose from, it practically took me the entire Spanish class to guess which one of them it was.

"I said explain!" I forcefully growled.

"Fine," he sighed. "But you asked for it. And also, I don't really think it's true…"

"Whatever! Just tell me already!" I nearly shouted. I did stamp my foot for added effect, however.

"Do you want the long story, or the short story?" he asked.

"Short, seeing as my party officially starts in T-2 minutes," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady, as I was about to implode if I didn't figure out what was going on now.

"He's a vampire."

I stared at Jacob for a long minute, and then burst out laughing. I literally fell to the ground, tears streaming out of my eyes, laughing so hard I thought my stomach was about to explode. "Good one, good one," I finally wheezed out, after about three minutes.

"I'm not kidding. Our people, well, that is to say, the Quileutes, have believed in vampires for centuries. I personally do not, but most of the elders do. The Cullens are not allowed on our land," Jacob stated, with a strange, unplaceable expression on his face.

I wrinkled my nose. "Whatever you're selling, I'm not buying. Just get the damn cooler already, would you?" Although I was playing it cool, I really was anxious. If Edward didn't show up tonight, this party would all be for nothing. And that would suck. A lot. But I couldn't help but wonder if he really was a vampire. It would explain a bit, like how he's so strong and fast and breathtaking. But I just can't see him sucking blood from people. Even in a kinky way. My mind was pretty much flipping out at this point, but the show must go on, right?

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An hour later, the party was in full swing. Everyone was drunk except for Jacob, who refused to even take one sip of anything alcoholic. Instead he took out a Coke left over from his little picnic of immaturity with his friends and drank that. I didn't really keep in touch with Jacob throughout the party, though. I had bigger things to worry about. Like how Edward still wasn't there. None of the Cullens were.

I became desperate, and went around to .person. at the whole damn party and asked for just one of the Cullen's cell phone numbers, yet nobody had one. Apparently, they are so not party animals. Or even living on the same wavelength as anyone at the whole freaking school. I'm cool with that though. I could still have fun and hang out with them once Edward and I were dating, and fulfill my partying/alcohol needs elsewhere.

Finally, a full hour and a half after the party started, I saw the notorious silver Volvo that I had seen Edward climb his perfectly toned limbs into the other day pull into the super-cramped parking lot. Out he climbed, with the short, spiky haired sister and humungous brother. Apparenty, the others were a no-show. Whatevs.

I sprinted as fast as my Loboutins would take me through the sand to the parking lot. "EDWARD!!" I shouted like a pschyco person. "YOU SHOWED!! I KNEW YOU WOULD!!" Shit shit shit. Why am I so desperate? Maybe it's just his drool worthy hotness. Yes, yes, that is it. Totally.

He gave me a smile that melted my brains. Which, sadly, is not enough to justify the dumbass thing that I said next:

"So, Edward, are you a vampire?"

He gave me a look so fierce that I was afraid he was about to attack me, and then took me totally by surprise by grabbing me in his arms and running me so fast I felt like I was flying, just like in this one dream I had with Orlando Bloom, where….well, that does not need to be told right now…but anyways he was going super fast, and then suddenly he, well, wasn't. He stopped. And stared at me. I was totally thinking to myself, great, now this is the part where he sucks out my blood, or bites me, or whatever. I should have asked Jacob for some garlic…and other random thoughts along those lines, and then he looked me straight in the eye with those beautiful eyes of his that look like they've seen billions of years worth of wisdom, and said, "So how'd you figure it out?"

I'm really into the cliffhanger but not really thing right now. So what did you think? Yes, I agree that it is continuing on the chain of "not your best work", but hopefully I will improve. Again, thank you for the reviews, and the same policy of one review causing for me to write another chapter. Also, does anyone have any suggestions for what should happen next? I am totally open to any kind of suggestions. Oh, and also also, do you guys like it when I put lots of clothes/pics on pro in the stories? Or does it piss you off? Just wondering…review, my readers, review!!