A/N: It's gonna take a while to get into it, but they sort of get to know eachother in this chapter. Bella learns where to have a good time. She'll meet the fam in the next chapter.

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Song for this chapter: So Rich, So Pretty by Mickey Avalon

Previously…

"I'm Edward Cullen," I offered, sitting next to her on the log. Her eyes were on my lips. She took another drag, exhaling through her nose.

"Bella Swan." Her hand wrapped around mine and she shook it firmly.

"So, Bella…" I continued, smiling, "You new here?"

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B POV:

I like a girl with caked up make up,

In the sunshine,

"So Bella…" his velvet voice continued, "You new here?" He gave me a warm but flirtatious smile and I felt my pulse race. I bit my lip, looking down to the green forest floor, and took another drag of my cigarette.

"Yep. Just transferred from Phoenix, Arizona." I shook my head, still looking down. When I looked up, Edward's thick, defined eyebrows were raised. He looked impressed.

Smokin' cigarettes to pass the time.

Who wakes up to,

"Wow, Arizona. So, you're supposed to be tan, right? You're not, but somehow, you stuck out to me, anyway…" he confessed. He took a long drag of his cigarette, and blew some smoke rings.

I was as impressed as he looked.

A bottle of wine, on the night stand

Bites and scratches the blinds.

"Wow, look at you," I murmured, trying to sound sexy. "You look like you'd know where the parties are at around here." I turned to him, hoping he'd know where to have a good time.

He chuckled and leaned in to whisper in my ear. His left hand rested gently on my neck, and I wished I could hide my racing pulse.

But I ain't found one quite right yet,

So I step with pep to the park or supermarket.

"Well, dear, we sort of are the party of the town. What are you doing after school?"

I snorted and leaned back, taking a drag of my cigarette and exhaling through my nose.

Her apartment best be messy,

And Lisa don't mind when I call her Leslie.

"Whose we?" I questioned, hoping he wasn't taken. His bronze hair would be heaven to weave my fingers through.

"My siblings and I. We're sort of… best friends. Best friends, with lots and lots of benefits," he added suggestively.

She better dress with class,

and Jean Paul Gaultier and a Hermes bag.

My panties grew a little damp at his words, and I crossed my legs, looking away and taking another drag of my cigarette.

"So are you like, bi, or what?" I knew I was asking too many questions, but something told me he wanted to know my story, too.

And four inch tips made of ostrich,

Sharp enough to slit your wrists.

"I guess you could say that," he said, taking a drag of his cigarette. My eyes followed his lips as they made a popping noise, and as they opened, a cloud of smoke escaping them. "But we just call ourselves swingers, you know…" he leaned in and took another drag, exhaling slowly and sensually into my ear before flicking his cigarette, "we just like to fuck," he continued, taking my chin, "and be fucked." He planted a kiss on my full bottom lips, biting down gently and pulling it, looking into my eyes. He had the most beautiful eyes… they were liquid topaz, hypnotizing and intense.

I lost my train of thought and I closed my eyes, trying to get myself together.

Her lips spread gossip, she won't say sorry

When she offends,

"So uh…" I broke the ice, my voice not giving away my state of mind, "When can I meet this crazy family of yours?" He smiled and released my face, taking my cigarette from my hands and taking a drag. He pulled a tiny silver cell phone from his pocket and flipped it open.

"Right now. Can you say bulk text message?"

She comes over to my place in her old

Man's Benz, in gold and silver and jewels of all colors.

I giggled. God, his presence had me almost intoxicated.

His forearm contracted as he quickly sent out a text. He looked up, noticing that I was staring at him. I looked away, my pulse picking up the pace again. I pulled my coat around myself and twirled my hair back out of my face. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his eyes trace my every move.

And she doesn't take them off when we're

Tearing up the covers.

I decided to take a chance and look straight at him. His eyes caught mine as soon as I looked up. There was something there… desire? I lost myself in the liquid topaz, but quickly recovered this time. I'd have to get used to that.

"Mr. Cullen," I said, in mock horror, raising an eyebrow and putting a hand to my face, "We've only just met, and you're already trying to eye fuck me?"

Come on and get it, before I change my mind.

Come on kid, don't waste my time.

He smirked a sexy half smile. "If it wasn't for my siblings, who are on their way, I would have already fucked you right here in this forest." His voice was husky, but velvet at the same time.

I was thankful that his phone buzzed loudly as he was speaking, as my breathing got heavier, and with my breasts heaving, it was definitely obvious. He typed back a message quickly, and looked back to me, dissecting me with his eyes.

So rich, so pretty, the best piece of ass

In the whole damn city.

"They'll be here in two point five," he said finally, smiling his crooked smile and running a hand through his hair.