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(At Jasper's Motor Home)
Vanessa's POV
There we were. The three of us, lying on Jasper's bed and pretty much just wasting the time we had off of school. Jasper was playing a ukulele. I really doubted that he knew how to actually play it but, Alice seemed to be enjoying it just as much as he was. For a stupid little guitar that sounds like a toy, his playing wasn't all that bad.
"Hey Jasper," started Alice, "we should have the party right here!" she suggested.
"I appreciate the thought but, do you really think that my house is appropriately situated for such a," he hesitated trying to find the appropriate words, "festive gathering?" He asked as he took a drag from a cigarette. Man! I hadn't noticed how much smoke was in this house until now. If I die, it's definitely gonna be due to second hand smoking!
"Lemme check." Replied Alice as she walked to the nearest window, opened it, and looked outside. "D- Dude!" she yelled, and then started laughing while still peering outside, "Your house has wheels!" She shouted as if it were the most exotic thing she had ever seen. It's a motor home! Of course it has wheels, either she's too stupid to not have noticed the wheels every time she comes in here or….well, there really isn't another option.
(Edward's house)
Edward's POV
Wow! There was definitely an over whelming response to this work in progress of a skip day party. Charlie was putting stuff in the fridge, her friend Dominic was helping Dallas set up all the bottles of alcohol on a table, and Emmett was setting up the speakers. Those things were huge! But when you have Emmett around, he's strong enough to lift things almost twice his weight!
I walked into the garage thinking of what to do here. We had a couple of plastic holiday decorations consisting of a plastic pumpkin, plastic Santa and plastic Easter bunny. There was a gargoyle in the far corner, car parts, a trash can, and 3 of those huge water jugs.
"So what are you thinking?" Dallas asked me. I never even noticed him come in!
"What am I thinking?" I stopped to fully gather my thoughts for a moment, "I'm thinking that we're gonna make the biggest gravity bomb that this world has ever seen." I have no clue where that idea came from, but now it wasn't sounding so bad. Jasper would definitely appreciate it.
"From all this shit?" He asked again while suspiciously eyeing all of the holiday junk we had lying around.
"Oh yeah." I said now confident that we could pull this off.
Dallas and I started pouring out the water from the jugs into the trash can. Then we took the bottom of the first jug, the top and bottom of the second one, and the top off of the third on, and then taped them all together. "That'll get you high." I stated as I saw how tall the end result actually was.
Once we finished with that, Dallas and I went back inside to meet up with Emmett in the kitchen.
"Alright fellas," started Dallas, "we've got alcohol, we've got music, we've got the world's biggest gravity bomb that I've ever seen, or that I ever wanna see to tell you the truth. But there's something missing, you know what I mean?"
With that, we pulled out the yellow pages and started dialing. "Hi is this Borenstein Modeling Agency?" I asked, even though I knew I had gotten the number correct, "yeah hi, I was wondering if you had any girls available for a party this afternoon….no? Well that makes perfect sense, thank you. Okay bye." I said as I hung up and saw a look of disappointment on Dallas's face as I put the phone down. "They do not do parties." I told them.
"He told you to fuck off didn't he?" asked Emmett.
"Yes he did, he did." I answered in all truthfulness.
At that instant Emmett picked up the phone and hit the redial button. "Hey Borenstein," started Emmett with this FAKE French accent that could easily be mistaken for an Irish accent, "Where the fuck, are my models? Well the ones I called about over a month ago! Oh for the freaking photo shoot! Look! I payed for a crew who's sitting here and doing nothing! They better be here in thirty minutes or you'll be sorry! Yeah! I'm dead serious you bozo!" yelled Emmett as he hung up and flung the phone on the counter. We then realized they had no idea where the house was, so Emmett had to call back, now in a calmer mood, to give them the address. Later, the doorbell rang.
"I'm sorry we are late." said on the models.
"Sorry, we had a hard time finding the street." Another model said as they walked in. The third model just smiled at us apologetically. They then introduced themselves to us as Chelsea, Heidi, and Sarah. Chelsea was wearing a black and pink striped top with tan capris; Heidi was in a green top with skinny jeans; and Sarah in a knee high black dress with a red belt and leggings.
"We're ready to go." Chelsea said.
"Where do you want us?" Asked Heidi.
At that moment Emmett came in sporting his regular clothes and one of those fake mustaches that little kids use. In my opinion he looked ridiculous! However, the models either seemed to buy it, or just cared that they were getting payed. Somehow, Dallas and I end up getting roped to taking pictures with these girls while Emmett is snapping pictures with his camera phone! Seriously! How unprofessional could he possibly get? Well, at least he did something productive with it. He sent the pictures to guys who would probably only go if there were hot girls there. Then it hit us. Send a picture of what the person would want at the party. So Boston Burnley and his friends, and their girlfriends got the pictures of the girls, Lauren, Jessica and their group, were sent pictures of the stash of alcohol that we had, and Jasper? Well, he got the picture of our gravity bomb.
(Jasper's Motor Home)
Vanessa's POV
Jasper's pretty much trying to become the next Ukulele Hero because he's starting to come up with his own songs at this point. I mean, it's pretty darn funny! He's half way through playing some song whose name I forgot when his phone goes off. I can probably guess what it was considering he started hyperventilating.
"Hold Bessie." He told me while he then started seizing for a good second. When he named the ukulele 'Bessie?' I have no idea. Alice however, found this absolutely hysterical! Well, I have to agree with Alice to some extent. It was kind of funny!
(Bella's house)
No one's POV
"Hey, Edward's party is up and running." Bella told Mike.
"Really?" He asked obviously perplexed.
"Look!" She said holding up her phone to Mike's face.
"Cullen pulled it off."
"Let's go!"
"No! It's gonna suck!"
"Mike, I am not going to spend the rest of skip day stuck in my house while the rest of our class is partying over at Edward's house." Bella insisted as she raced to the front door.
"Oh, party…fun" Mike replied sarcastically to no one in particular.
(Jasper's Motor Home)
Vanessa's POV
It's really amazing as to what one simple text message can do just to make Jasper go somewhere. So here we were now, Jasper driving us to Edward's house in well…Jasper's own house. I guess we were bored or something because eventually this sing-a-long thing started happening, and right now he was singing to his own version of row, row, row your boat while Alice and I made sound effects in the background.
"Smoke, smoke, smoke your boat,
Smoke it down the stream,
Smoke and smoke and smoke some more…heh."
He probably forgot how the rest of the song went, but Alice and I picked up the harmony and continued with "Smoke and smoke" which of course sent us all into hysterics. Sure I was worried that Jasper was laughing too much to keep control of the house but, at an instant he stopped laughing.
"Oh I'm so excited." He said now with full focus on the road somehow hoping it would get him to Edward's house faster.
(Edward's House)
Edward's POV
"Oh a cutie just showed up." Dominic said as I saw him peering out the window. Dallas and I followed him to see who it would be. But as Murphy's Law states; anything that can go wrong will go wrong.'
"That's no cutie," I told him, "That's my sister!"
"Why would your sister care?" Dallas asked me.
"Trust me; there is some really bad family history with skip day parties. Look, we need to hide, everybody needs to hide," I instructed them, "We need to get rid of the alcohol."
With that, everybody started putting everything away.
"She looks like she might like a cocktail. I don't know why we're doing this" Dominic protested.
"There is no fashion shoot," I calmly had to explain to the models, "He is not a photographer, and I'm sure one of you must have figured out, he's not French. And this mustache is fake." I said ripping it off of Emmett's face. Of course I expected him to scream out or something, which he did. Except the tape was still stuck to his face because I only has the fake hair part, so as to why he yelled out in pain, I have no idea. "Look, we're holding my skip day party here, and the only way we could get people to come is if we had pictures of really hot girls." I instructed them as quickly as possible.
"Dude, that sounds so gay when you put it like that." Emmett told me. Oh great! Second gay comment in one day!
"And now your sister's coming here and you want us to hide in the closet?" Chelsea asked.
"Yeah, that's pretty much it." I said.
"Wow! That's so cute!" Heidi exclaimed.
"I know! I never even had a skip day party." Chelsea piped in.
"True, mine, did get busted." shared Sarah.
"Can we stay here for yours?" asked Chelsea while the other two girls nodded.
With that I hurried to get everyone in the closet.
"We gotta get your sister out of here. People are gonna start coming at any minute." Dallas explained.
"Okay! Dallas, listen to me! You are a guest in my house, you do what I say; get in the closet!" I tried to explain to him as if he were some really dumb kid.
"Alright let's do this!" he said as he closed the door to the excruciatingly small space. At that instant, Rosalie came through the front door.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey." I greeted while rushing to the door hoping she wouldn't dare walk any further and eventually decide to leave. Hopefully she would leave before anyone actually got here.
"What are you doing home?" She questioned.
"What are you doing home?" I challenged.
She took the challenge, "Mom needs to get her 'FOR SALE' signs."
"Oh yeah? Well I'm skipping school."
"Cool." She said as she started walking TOWARDS the closet! Dammit! I need to veer her away from there. "Isn't there supposed to be some kind of big party today?"
"Yes there is."
"Are you gonna go?"
"I'll be there… Where are you going?" I asked as she made her way even closer to the closet.
"To get the 'FOR SALE' signs out of the closet."
"They're not there."
"Yeah they are."
"Okay, well, I moved them this morning."
"Okay. Well, where'd you put them?"
"Upstairs in the guest bedroom."
"You did?"
"Yes I did."
"Why?"
"…Cuz I felt like it."
She went upstairs eyeing me suspiciously. I quickly ran to the closet and opened the door.
"Get out! Everybody get out." I instructed making sure my voice was no louder than a whisper. Emmett, Sarah, Chelsea, and Heidi got out while I simply instructed Dallas to give me the signs. However, at that moment, the doorbell rang. I temporarily handed Heidi the signs as I made my way over to open the door.
"Hey!" said Jasper, a little too overly excited.
"Fuck off!" I yelled, as I proceeded to try and close the door in his face. Unfortunately for me, Jasper's stronger than he looks. So he managed to hold the door.
"No!" He protested in a demonic voice.
"My sister is upstairs," I tried to quickly explain and shove him out of the house at the same time. However, my attempts proved futile. I could also see Vanessa try and make a pouty face in an attempt to try and make me change my mind about letting the three of them in. However, Jasper, Alice, and Vanessa tried to push their way inside. Jasper trying to somehow bite my head off in the process, I just gave up. "Alright, alright go!"
"Edward there's no signs up here!" Rosalie yelled from upstairs.
Now trying to shove everyone back in plus Jasper, Alice, and Vanessa proved to be an even more difficult task. However, it was manageable and in everyone went as I shut the door preparing to give Rosalie Mom's signs.
Once Rosalie was towards the bottom of the stairs, I could see her face either full of fear, worry, or something. I was almost afraid to know what she saw. Did Dallas put all the alcohol there? No, I was pretty sure he stashed them under a table with the help of Dominic.
"Edward! There's an old lady in the guestroom." Oh, I was wondering where Charlie went.
"She's my friend." I said before realizing how stupid that actually sounded when said out loud. In my head, it had previously sounded fine.
"Who's in the closet?" She asked as she heard coughing coming from inside. Probably someone who just got a whiff at one of the trio that just came in. "Who's in the closet?" She once again asked after not receiving a response the first time.
"No one's in the closet." I tried to convince her.
"There's no one in the closet," She said as she walked over, "Really? No one's in the closet?" She asked as she pulled the door open.
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