A/N:

Okay, so my friend and I were talking a while ago, and she said something about when she first started using this site, all she cared about were hits and reviews and all that, that she was solely focusing on those things alone. She thought her stories were terrible if they only had twenty reviews, compared to a couple hundred. And that's how I used to be. But then we started talking about how it really didn't matter how MANY reviews you got, but how GOOD the reviews you did get were.

So I'm not gonna ask for five, ten, whatever amount of reviews anymore.

But I still really really appreciate them!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

Chapter One:

"Emmett! Wait up!"

Emmett Cullen turned around to see who was yelling his name, walking backwards down the hall next to his right hand man, Jasper Hale.

"Ugh, look who's coming," he muttered to Jasper, who glanced over his shoulder and smirked as he saw the obnoxiously ditzy girl Lauren run up to them awkwardly in her four inch heels. "Hey, Lauren. Can I help you?"

"Emmett, wow, you did, like, amazing in your game last night! Me and Jessica thought that was just like, wow," she twirled a strand of her bleached hair around her finger, batting her eyelashes at him in attempts to be seductive. He sighed, turning back around.

"What do you want?"

"Anyway, I wanted to like, invite you to mine and Jessica's party tonight," she smiled at him. "As like, the star football player, you just like, have to come. And you can come too, I guess." She glanced at Jasper who just rolled his eyes.

"I don't know, Lauren," Emmett shrugged, giving Jasper a look.

"I already talked to your, like, brother Eddie," she examined her nails carefully, almost running into some kid walking the opposite way down the school hall. "He said he might stop by, like if he gets bored or like, something."

"Okay, first off, it's Edward," Emmett stressed to her, growing more and more annoyed by the second. "And secondly, we'll only come if you stop saying 'like' every other word."

"Jeez, like, what's got your boxers in a knot?" She shot at him, looking up at her nails and giving him a glare before walking off, going to talk to some other poor boy she had her eyes set on.

"Are you seriously considering going to her party?" Jasper asked Emmett in disbelief as they continued making their way to their English class. "I mean, you hate her guts. I hate her guts. Why would we go to her party?"

"C'mon Jazz, even you have to admit her parties are the best," Emmett pointed out as they entered their classroom, going to their desks in the back. "We won't even have to talk to her. All we have to do is get in, grab some drinks, and completely ignore her the rest of time and just let loose. It'll be fun."

Jasper just shook his head. "Whatever you say, Em."

-:-

After a grueling class period of learning proper grammar and punctuation, both boys felt the need for a good drink. They exited the class, groaning about the homework they had for over the weekend.

"The more and more I think about it, the more and more appealing her party seems," Jasper noted to Emmett ruefully.

"I'll pick you up at six?" Emmett asked knowingly, and Jasper nodded.

They walked to their lockers, which were coincidentally right next to each others, dropping their books and binders off for lunch.

"What is for lunch, anyway?" Emmett asked as they entered the cafeteria, making his way to the lunch line. He grabbed a tray and scratched off a piece of leftover lasagna from the day before, a look of disgust on his face.

"No idea," Jasper frowned, grabbing a tray of his own and inspecting it carefully for any leftover food. "Ugh, they need to learn to clean the trays better."

"They need to learn to cook better," Emmett grimaced as he looked over all the food choices. He picked up a spoonful of what was supposed to be spaghetti and dumped it back into the bowl. "This can not be edible."

"Let's just hit up the snack machine," Jasper suggested and Emmett nodded. They both put their trays back and went to the machine in the corner of the cafeteria, spending all their lunch money of stale pretzels and flat soda.

"You really should start bringing your own lunches," Emmett's younger brother Edward commented as they both sat down across the lunch table from him.

"Shut up, Eddie," Emmett replied sourly, biting into a pretzel and wincing.

"You shut up," Edward mumbled, giving him a glare. "And don't call me that, Emmie."

"Only if you don't call me that," his brother bargained and Edward nodded in agreement, going back to eating his lunch from home. As Jasper and Emmett argued over some football team's players, he looked over at a table across the room, where Bella Swan and her pixie friend sat.

"Just ask her out already."

Edward looked up in surprise and saw Emmett's long-time girlfriend Rosalie Hale, Jasper's sister, sit down next to Emmett. She gave him a knowing look, almost impatient.

"Don't give me that look," she scowled at him after seeing his confused look. "It's so obvious you're in the like with her. Everyone can tell."

"I am not," he protested, pretty sure that he was turning red. He had to be the only seventeen year old in the school who had never had a girlfriend.

Rosalice scoffed. "Don't give me that crap, Edward. You're always looking at her, talking to her, flirting. And she likes you too. She flirts back."

"How do you know?" Edward shot at her.

"Oh please, Edward. I'm a girl, remember? I know these things," she rolled her eyes at him. "Just ask her out. I can honestly guarantee you that she'll say yes."

"Ask her to Lauren's party tonight," Emmett suggested with a grin and Edward gave him an incredulous look. "That way if Lauren and Jessica see you with her, they'll stop annoying you. It's a win-win. You get Bella, but lose the bimbos."

"Yeah, but you know how much I hate Lauren's parties!" Edward argued.

"Only because they're always throwing themselves on you," Emmett pointed out. "If Bella's there, they won't. So you can have fun."

"But I don't even know if Bella would want to go to Lauren's party," Edward sighed, glancing back over at her. "Lauren hates Bella, and I'm pretty sure the feelings mutual."

"Well give her a reason to go," Jasper spoke up. "Maybe if you say you're going, she'll want to go. It's worth a shot. And if you get her to come, tell her to bring her friend."

"Ooooh, sounds like Jasper's got a little crush," Emmett laughed, elbowing Jasper in the ribs. Jasper just rolled his eyes and pushed his arm away.

"Whatever," Jasper said, and turned back to Edward. "Trust me on this, Edward. Okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," Edward sighed, looking back at Bella's table. He frowned when he saw a boy from his class, Mike Newton, slide into the seat beside Bella's, and try to put an arm around. Relief flooded through his body when he noticed how she shook it off, and almost as if she sensed him staring, she turned around and met his eyes. Her lips turned into a smile, amused, and he smiled back, disappointed when she turned back around to say something to her friend next to her.

He turned his head back to face his head, and instantly his face went red when he realized them all staring at him, shaking their heads.

"You've got it bad," Emmett laughed, and Edward just threw a pretzel at him.

-:-

"Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella!" Alice Brandon sang happily as she skipped to her friend's locker at the end of day, nearly knocking her over when she jumped her with a hug. "I am so happy for you!"

"Whoa, wait up, what?" Bella Swan removed the pixie like girl from her and gave her a confused look. "What are you talking about?"

Alice took a deep breath and grinned. "Well, I heard from Ben, who heard from Mike, who was pretty mad, who heard from Angela, who heard from Jessica, who heard from Lauren, and the last two were also pretty ticked, who heard Edward and Emmett Cullen talking, and they were talking about Edward asking you to Lauren's party tonight!"

Bella stared at her for a few minutes, confused, before shaking her head. "Repeat that, would you?"

"Bellaaaaaa," Alice whined, dragging out her name. "Don't you make me repeat that! Long story short, Edward wants to ask you to the party tonight!"

"What are you smoking, Al? Edward wouldn't ask me to Lauren's party tonight," Bella rolled her brown eyes, turning back to her locker. "He's too… too… ugh! He's just too perfect for me."

"Now what are you smoking, Bella?! If anyones too perfect, its you," the black haired girl shot at her friend incredulously. "He's going to ask you, and that's that."

"Whatever," Bella shook her head at her, closing her locker. "Let's go."

Alice sighed, but followed Bella down the hall and out of the high school.

Walking to Bella's house was silent. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, but both girls were thinking about different things, but relative topics.

I wonder if Alice is right, Bella thought, biting her lip thoughtfully. What if Edward really does want to ask me to Lauren's party? What would I say? What would I wear? Oh no, Alice would go insane. And then there's Edward's blonde friend… Alice would go even more insane if he was there.

I really hope Bella says yes, Alice's thoughts were much more rapid and frantic. What will I dress her in? What if she says no? What if I can't find the perfect shoes? Oh no. What if Edward's hunky blonde bombshell friend is with him? Ohhh, his southern accent is to die for!

Both girls were too wrapped up in their own thoughts to notice a sleek, silver Volvo pull up beside them, slowing down to a crawl.

"Hey! What are you guys doing walking home from school?"

Bella's head whipped up in surprise and Alice was snapped out of her thoughts of her and Jasper's honeymoon to Texas.

"Edward! You scared me," Bella smiled at him shyly, blushing a bit. He grinned at her, leaning over the seat to talk to her easier through the open window.

"So why are you guys walking home? Don't you have a ride?"

"I live just a few streets down," Bella explained, pointing in the general direction of her house. "And Alice was grounded from her car, so she's walking home with me so I can give her a ride to her house."

"What got you grounded from your car?" Edward asked Alice, amused.

Alice frowned in remembrance and a sour look covered her face. "I spent too much."

"Too much what?" He questioned, not fully understanding.

"Money," Alice sighed, her mind instantly wandering back to the pair of shoes her parents had found out about and the four digit number on the receipt that was emailed to their house. Edward just laughed, and Bella smiled.

"So are you ladies going to the party tonight?" Edward brought up casually, nervous on the inside. Alice giggled and nudged Bella.

"Maybe," Alice winked at him and Bella gave her look, blushing bright red.

"Well, I'll be there… if you maybe want to… you know… meet me there, Bella. I mean, well, not as a… actully yea, as a… but only if you want… it doesn't have to…" Edward nervously stumbled over his words, his mind rushing.

"She'd love too," Alice grinned at him, pulling on Bella's elbow to snap her out of her surprised daze. "She'll meet you there at seven!"

"O…okay." Realization settled in and Edward smiled, mostly at Bella. "I'll see you at seven."

He sped up, and drove down the road, leaving Bella and Alice standing there, Bella in shock, and Alice absolutely excited.

"Bella, I told you so!" She squealed happily, giving Bella another tight hug. "Oh my god, this is going to be so much fun! I'll have to do your hair and make up… and we'll have to find you something to wear! Ugh, there's no time to hit up the mall. Oh well, we'll have to make do!"

"Alice," Bella groaned quietly, trying to calm her down. "You know I don't like Lauren's parties. They always get so out of hand."

"But you have to go!" Alice whined, pouting. "You can't just blow Edward Cullen off, Bella! At least come with me for a little bit? You can always leave later!"

"I don't know, Al," she sighed as they turned onto her street. "I don't drink, you know that. I'll be the only one there who won't drink."

"Then I won't drink either!" Alice shouted, desperate. "If you won't drink, I won't either. That way you won't be the only one."

"Really?" Bella asked, surprised. "But you love partying, Al. And if Jasper's there… are you serious?"

Alice nodded seriously, a bit regretful. "Yeah, Bells. I'm serious."

"Aw, thanks Al," Bella gave her a one armed hug. "I promise to go if you promise not to drink."

"Promise," Alice agreed, then giggled. "Besides, maybe Jasper isn't into the drinking type."

"I swear Al, you have a one track mind," Bella shook her head with a laugh. "C'mon, if I'm going tonight, I might as well get the torture done with right away."

"Yay!" Alice clapped her hands excited and raced up to Bella's house, pulling the door open. "You're going to look so great, Bella! Edward won't know what hit him!"

"Oh god, what have I gotten myself into?" Bella asked the sky as she followed Alice inside and went upstairs to her doom.