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I closed my eyes as he leaned in toward me…

I felt his breath softly on my lips the moment before he pressed his lips against mine. His lips were so soft; the kiss was so sweet and sugary, like melting chocolate. I felt a zap of electricity, going from my lips and spreading across my body, to my fingertips and the bottom of my toes. He was barely pressing his lips to mine, just ever so lightly, tenderly, but I could feel the passion underneath them. He kissed me for a total of three seconds, maybe four, but it felt like a lifetime. A lifetime of pure and utter bliss, of fireworks and electricity, of passion and tenderness. When he pulled away, I kept my eyes closed, a second longer, savoring the way his lips felt on mine, the taste, the silky smoothness.

"See?" Alice's voice caused my eyes to burst open and I came back to reality. "That wasn't so bad. Jacob wouldn't care."

Everything came to a screeching halt.

Jacob. Jacob, Jacob, Jacob. My mind was trying to understand why I kept thinking that. All it wanted was Edward, Edward, Edward. Edward's lips, his crooked smile, his velvet voice, his perfect bronze hair and body.

No, no, no, I thought to myself. Jacob is your boyfriend. You love Jacob.

"Earth to Bella? Are you with us?" Alice's hand snapped in front of me. I jumped.

"What? Yeah. Sorry I zoned out there," I said breathily. Alice was giving me a triumphant smile. She knew I had felt something in that kiss and she was happy about it. But I wasn't. I had Jacob. He was all I needed, all I wanted. Except Edward, a small voice in the back of my head whispered. No, no, no, I argued with myself. Honestly, if people could read my mind they would think I was a psychopath.

"Alright Bella it's your turn now. You get to pick someone to do a truth or a dare," Alice explained slowly. She must have realized I was still slightly out of it.

"Alice truth or dare?" I asked her instantly. She smirked.

"Dare."

"Alice what's your favorite outfit?" I asked suddenly. She looked surprised, but not yet suspicious.

"My silver mini dress," she replied instantly.

"Is this the same silver mini dress she got arrested for?" I asked, turning to Edward. Everyone burst out laughing and Alice blushed.

"That lady was being overly dramatic. I didn't even touch her. I just grabbed the dress," Alice defended herself instantly.

"Alice you broke her finger," Emmett reminded her. Everyone laughed again.

"She's a wimp," Alice muttered. "But what does it matter. Get back to the dare!"

"Okay. Can you go get the dress for me Alice?" I asked in my sweetest, most deadly voice.

"Why?" she asked, her eyes finally narrowing in suspicion.

"Just go," I said. She stared at me for a second, biting her lip. Then she went upstairs to get the dress.

"What're you gonna make her do?" Emmett asked excitedly.

"You'll see," I sang. We all waited in silence until Alice came back downstairs, holding the silver mini dress in her hands.

"Edward?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"Can you please go get me some scissors?" Alice's eyes widened in horror.

"No! You can't! I went to jail for this dress!" she shrieked.

"Don't worry Alice, I'm not going to destroy it," I said calmly. She breathed a sigh of relief. "You are." Her eyes widened in horror.

"Come on Bella! I'm sorry I made you kiss Edward! But you can't deny you didn't like it and from the look on Edward's face so did he!" she shrieked again. I blushed a deep red.

"Nope. No turning back Alice. Your dare is to cut up your dress," I said. She looked ready to cry.

"Please Bella," she pleaded, her voice full of fury and sadness. I sighed.

"Fine. But the only way you don't cut up that dress is if I get to pick your outfit tomorrow and you have to wear it no matter what," I said. I was honestly afraid Alice would murder me if I made her cut up that dress.

"Deal. Thanks Bella!" She ran over to me and hugged me tightly.

"Your turn again Alice," I reminded her.

"Okay. Edward truth or dare?" she asked.

"Truth. I'm too scared to see what you would dare me to do," he replied warily. Alice's grin grew. She clearly wanted him to say truth. Edward gulped audibly.

"Okay Edward. Is Bella a good kisser?" she asked. He sighed, glancing at me nervously. I bit my lip, kind of wanting to hear the answer but also not wanting to. What if he said no?

"Yes," he answered.

"How good?"

"I thought it was one question per truth?" Alice made a face.

"Just answer the question Edward."

"Fine. She was very good," he replied. Alice smirked. I blushed. I wondered if he was being truthful or if he was just trying not to hurt my feelings.

"The best you've ever kissed?" she asked.

"Alice," Edward groaned.

"Please? Last one, I promise." She smiled angelically at him.

"Yes, she was," he finally answered. He was staring at his hands, avoiding eye contact. I blushed but couldn't help feeling a bit smug. I was the best kiss Edward ever had.

"Really?" I found myself asking. He looked up at me and I realized I had spoken out loud. I blushed again.

"Yes, really," he said with a smirk. Alice's grin widened.

"Thanks," I said mumbled. I was still blushing and he grinned my favorite crooked grin.

"Well, it's the truth." It was then that I realized everyone was staring at us, there heads alternating between my face and Edward's.

"Okay, it's Edward's turn now," I said quickly.

"Yes it is," he agreed. "Emmett, truth or dare?"

"Dare. Bring it on baby!" he yelled. I laughed.

"Emmett, I dare you to skinny dip in the old lady next door's house," Edward announced. The room erupted in laughter.

"What if she's home?" Emmett asked. It was funny to see confident, joking Emmett sweat for a change.

"Oh well," Edward replied with a wicked grin. "And we'll all be watching to make sure you do it. And you have to swim at least three laps around the pool."

"Fine," Emmett agreed angrily. All of us stood up, laughing. We crossed the lawn and hopped the fence into their neighbors yard. Edward, Alice, Rosalie, Jasper and I all hid in her huge bushes while Emmett ran over to the pool and began stripping off his clothing. I closed my eyes until I heard the splash that confirmed that Emmett was in the pool. Edward was laughing hysterically next to me and I saw a frantic Emmett swimming around the pool as fast as he could go. He was on his third and final lap when the old lady next door came outside. She froze when she saw Emmett and Emmett froze upon seeing her. We all watched, shaking in silent laughter, as the two continued to stare at each other.

"Young man why are you naked in my pool?" the old lady screamed. Which of course sent all of us bursting into even more hysterical laughter. I was clutching my side, one hand holding onto Edward's shoulder for support. He was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. We all watched as Emmett jumped out of the pool and grabbed his clothes, sprinting back to the Cullen's house. The old lady chased after him as fast as her cane would allow her and even threw one of her pink bunny slippers at him. I could hardly stand I was laughing so hard so Edward wrapped an arm around me and helped me to the house. Although I'd never tell Alice, I liked the way his cool skin felt against mine.

"Okay, it's my turn now," Emmett said angrily when we all reached the basement, still laughing. He had pulled on his clothes and they were all dripping wet. "Rose, truth or dare?" he asked.

"D-dare," Rosalie chocked out through her laughter.

"I dare you to dye your hair pink and run down the street in a black leather outfit yelling 'rock on' at the top of your lungs!" Emmett announced. Rosalie stopped laughing and looked ready to strangle Emmett and the rest of us just laughed harder. I thought my stomach might burst it was aching from so hard from the laughter.

"Fine but it's washable dye," Rosalie muttered. For some odd reason Alice happened to have pink hair dye in her room and Rosalie already had black leather pants and a red leather tube top. I decided not to ask. She got dressed in the skintight outfit, which of course looked amazing on her flawless body and Alice poured the hair dye on her head, rubbing it into her scalp. It turned Rosalie's normally blonde hair into a hot pink color. We all walked outside and Rosalie glared at Emmett who grinned back guiltily. Then she took off at a run.

"Rock on!" she shouted as she ran, holding her fist up and making one of those rock and roll hand gestures. Anyone who was out on the street turned to stare. "Rock on! Rock on!" She continued shouting until she reached the Cullen house again, breathless and pissed. All of us eventually stopped laughing under her intense glare.

"Well since Jasper is the only one left it's your turn. Truth or dare?" she asked her brother.

"Dare," Jasper answered instantly.

"Since I know how much you hate mayonnaise." Jasper's face paled at the mention of the word. "I dare you to eat an entire bottle of it." Jasper almost gagged. The rest of us laughed, Alice was clutching her side. Clearly Jasper had had an experience with mayonnaise that I was unaware of.

"I've got some in the fridge!" Alice called, running upstairs to grab it.

"I thought you loved me!" Jasper shouted at her. You could hear her bell-like laugh from downstairs. When she reappeared at the bottom of the stairs, she was holding a jumbo-sized bottle of mayonnaise.

"I do," she replied. "But this is too good to pass up." She handed him the bottle. Jasper groaned when he opened the top, wrinkling his nose to the smell. He then proceeded to tip it upside and squirt a huge glob into his mouth. He swallowed and shuddered while the rest of us laughed. When he finished the whole bottle he was looking green.

"He's gonna blow!" Emmett yelled. All of us ran as Jasper spewed into a trashcan. The smell was enough to make me gag and the rest of them look sick.

"Alright, party's over!" Alice cried, pinching her nose. I agreed instantly. It was around seven and I walked home with a pissed off Rosalie and a still green Jasper.

"Bye guys!" I called when I reached my house. Jasper waved half-heartedly, looking like he was about to puke again and Rosalie just stalked inside to shower. I walked inside, chortling, and saw Renee sitting at the table, crying. I ran over to her.

"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked instantly, wrapping an arm around her, holding her close.

"Oh honey. They want me to pull the plug on Phil. I don't know if I can do that," she sobbed. "I don't want him to die. But he's not living how he is now. And I know he wouldn't want to live like this, like a vegetable." I felt so sorry for my poor, child-like mother. She never had to make a decision like this in her life, and now here it was, right in her face.

"Why don't you give it a week or so? See how he's doing? Then you can decide," I suggest softly.

"That's a good idea Bella. Thank you honey. I'm going to go take a shower. I love you sweetie." She kissed the top of my head and went upstairs to shower. I knew it was probably an excuse for her to cry in private but I let her go. I felt awful. I walked outside and sat on our front porch. We had a little bench swing out there and I plopped myself on it, crying a bit, for Phil and my mother. After a few minutes Edward came out of his house and saw me. He waved and I waved back sadly. He could tell something was wrong. He ran up to me.

"What's wrong Bella?" he asked. "Is it Phil?" He sat down next to me, looking like he wanted to comfort me but not sure how. I nodded slowly.

"It's more Renee I guess," I admitted. I had never really gone into detail about this with anyone. Not even Jacob. But I found the words pouring out to Edward. "It's just Renee has always been so child-like, so carefree and innocent and young at heart. Phil was perfect for her, their personalities just clicked. And Renee loved him so much and she has to choose if she wants to pull the plug or not. My mother had never had to make such a serious decision before, and I'm so worried about her. She's just so stressed out and so upset. I've never seen her like this. I just don't w-want her t-to lose her h-happiness." Sobs were rattling through my chest now and I couldn't speak anymore. Edward wrapped an arm around me and pulled me against his chest. I leaned into him, still sobbing. I breathed in the smell of him, sweet and sugary and delicious, unlike anything else I'd ever smelt. One hand was stroking my hair while he whispered comforting nothings into my ear, wiping the tears from my eyes with his long fingers. After a few minutes I managed to calm down and I lifted my head off his chest.

"Are you okay Bella?" he asked, his voice troubled, his eyes concerned.

"Yeah," I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying. "I'm fine. Thanks for that Edward. I just…needed to tell someone." He smiled his crooked grin.

"Anytime Bella. I'd better get home, I was only supposed to be putting the trash out," he said and I giggled a bit.

"Thanks again Edward."

"No problem Bella." He reached out and squeezed my hand once before turning around and heading back to his house. "I'll pick you up for school tomorrow, same time as today!" he called.

"Okay!" I yelled back. He turned and waved when he reached the door and I waved back. I turned back into my house, to check on
Renee and call Jacob. I was surprised when I realized I had only known

Edward for a total of twenty-four hours. It felt like a lifetime, I was already so comfortable around him. As I climbed upstairs to my room, I couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, Edward Cullen was going to make my life that much better.

A/N: Please review! I hope your liking this story, I can barely write fast enough, I've been wanting to post like five chapters a night but I'm holding back, to just one per night. I hope you liked the truth or dare! Remember to REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!