AN: Thanks for all the suggestions, nice to know people are interested in this thing. Also, I have to mention I messed up in those last two chapters. I said Bella and Alice were juniors, but really they're sophomores. I get confused with that kind of terminology because I'm not American. Plus, I'm not really paying attention, lol. Like I keep saying, this story's just for fun, so bear with me. ;)

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Chapter 3:

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Bella and Alice were hurrying through an upstairs corridor, giggling and tucking in their blouses.

"Come on," Alice urged at Bella who was lagging a bit behind, "we're gonna be late!"

Bella grinned. "And whose fault is that?"

"Hey, I just wanted to do you quickly, you didn't have to do me back."

They giggled and came around a corner, almost jogging. Alice had been smiling back at Bella and she almost collided directly into another girl who was coming the other way.

The giggles chopped off as soon as they saw who it was.

It was Jane.

The small blonde was accompanied by a retinue of other small blondes, three of them, four of them, like carbon copies of herself.

"Well, well," Jane said, grinning in a mean little way, "look what we have here. Alice and her little girl toy." She turned her smirk to Bella. "Hi there, new girl. I guess Alice is officially scraping the bottom of the barrel, isn't she?"

Bella was still tucking in a corner of her blouse. She didn't reply but she didn't look hurt or angry either.

Alice was the one who got angry.

"Leave her alone, Jane," she said.

"Oh, I'm not just picking on her," Jane said, and then poked Alice in the chest with a finger. "I'm picking on YOU too."

"Why, because I wouldn't go out with you last year?"

"Hmph, why would I want to go out with you? I already have a girlfriend. You're just jealous."

"Why would I be jealous?"

"Because I'm dating the hottest girl in school. And you're dating that."

Jane gave Bella a scornful look. Bella glowered slightly. She knew she wasn't a supermodel, but she had dark hair and nice boobs – she probably even had the small blonde beat.

Alice was glaring at Jane.

"I said leave Bella alone," she warned.

"Or what?" Jane gloated, and then she slapped the textbooks out of Bella's hand.

The books clattered to the floorboards. Bella thought it was pretty childish, more annoying than anything else, but Alice gasped as if some valuable Ming vase had been shattered. She narrowed her eye at Jane.

"Pick them up NOW!"

Jane wrinkled her nose at being told what to do.

"You pick them up."

"You better pick them up, Jane."

"Or what?"

Jane was standing haughtily with a hand on her hip, flanked by her small blonde entourage who were snickering to themselves.

That is, until Rosalie came along.

The taller blonde came around the corner with a silent grace, blue eyes floating over the scene transpiring there, not laughing, not smiling. The smaller blondes all quieted down and even Jane's smirk went away.

"What's going on here?" Rosalie asked, quite reasonably.

Bella and Alice exchanged a glance. Rosalie looked at them and back at Jane. Jane seemed abashed, almost as if she'd been caught by a teacher.

"Nothing," she muttered.

Rosalie looked at her for a moment. She was so much taller than the other girls, so visibly older and cooler. Her hair was gold and glowing in the sunlight coming through the windows and her legs seemed impossibly long in her miniskirt.

She turned back to Bella and Alice.

"You guys okay?" she asked.

Bella and Alice exchanged another glance. Their hearts were racing and both sported a little blush. It was Alice who answered.

"Yeah," she said.

Rosalie bobbed down and began to gather Bella's textbooks off the floor. Bella had a moment of wild indecision – should she help, or simply remain fixed in helplessness?

Jane was glaring at them and her little friends were glaring too. Rosalie stood up with textbooks and handed them to Bella. Bella took them. Their fingers brushed. Rosalie gave her a smile.

"Here," she said.

"Thanks," Bella murmured, blushing like an idiot.

Rosalie chuckled once, softly, and turned to Jane. Jane was pouting and Rosalie ruffled her blonde little head as if she was an angry little poodle.

"Why you picking on the new girl?" she chided. "Hm?"

"I wasn't picking on her," Jane muttered.

Rosalie shook her head, as if kids will be kids. She gave another glance at Bella and Alice and then she tossed her chin at Jane and her friends.

"Go on, you guys better get to class," she said. "You're gonna be late."

Then she turned and continued down the corridor.

Jane huffed and spun on her heel. Her friends exchange glances and followed.

Bella and Alice were staring at where Rosalie had disappeared at the end of the hall, blushing, their hearts pounding against the textbooks they clutched at their chests.

"I think I'm in love," Alice said.

Bella nodded vaguely. "Me too."

Then they shared a sigh, turned, and continued on to class.

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Later that night Jane and Rosalie were in the common room of House Rose. The room looked much like the parlor of a nineteenth century mansion, with red and gold carpets and polished darkwood furniture. There were study groups at tables, writing in notebooks under lamps, and another group of young girls playing video games, giggling and mashing at the controllers.

Rosalie and Jane were sitting on the couch, watching TV. Rosalie kept trying to cuddle but Jane was being difficult. Rosalie would try to make small talk about the show they were watching and Jane would answer in disinterested grunts and snorts. Until finally the older girl sighed and said:

"Okay. What's the matter?"

Jane had her arms folded and at first she pretended she wasn't bothered.

"Nothing," she muttered.

"You've been weird all day," Rosalie said. "Is it me? Did I do something wrong?"

Jane snorted. Rosalie rolled her eyes and put her arm around the smaller girl's shoulders, drawing her close and giving her a little squeeze.

"Okay," she said, "what did I do?"

Jane looked at her, still with her arms folded. Her small face was cold with that injured air of self-righteousness that mean girls seem to come by.

"You could've stuck up for me," she said.

Rosalie didn't even know what she was talking about. She gave a puzzled frown and thought about it and still nothing came to her.

"This morning," Jane reminded her elaborately. "With Alice and that new girl."

"Wait a minute, stick up for you? You were the one picking on them."

"So? You're my girlfriend. You're supposed to be on my side."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious. You embarrassed me."

Rosalie looked at her for a second, at the stubbornness in her face. Then she rolled her eyes and unwrapped her arm from the other girl's shoulders. Jane looked upset at this as well, even though she had been avoiding cuddles all night.

"Listen," Rosalie said, "why don't you stay in your own room tonight? I'm kind of tired."

Rosalie stood up from the couch. Jane seemed flabbergasted.

"You're leaving?"

Her voice rose slightly. The girls playing video games looked over their shoulders, smiled, and started gossiping. Rosalie didn't want to get into an argument so she just nodded.

"Yeah, I'm gonna go take a shower," she said. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Then she left.

Jane stared.

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The tiles in the shower were pink and steam had filled the locker room before Rosalie even arrived. Soap suds washed away over two pairs of feet that stood under two different showerheads. Alice was rinsing her hair and Bella was rubbing soap into her shoulder thoughtfully.

Neither of them heard the door open and neither of them heard Rosalie approach. The tall blonde leaned against a locker and smiled, letting her eyes roam over their naked bodies. Bella and Alice hadn't stopped talking about Rosalie's rescue all day and they were talking about it now.

"That Rosalie chick's really nice, isn't she?" Bella asked, sighing under the water.

"Yeah, she's amazing," Alice said, with an equally wistful sigh. "And so beautiful."

"How'd she end up with a troll like Jane, anyway?"

"Who knows. She deserves much better, that's for sure."

Rosalie smiled and cleared her throat to announce her presence.

The girl's jumped. Bella's breasts were large enough to jiggle but Alice's were a little smaller. They stared at Rosalie opened mouthed with water cascading all over them and Rosalie's smile tilted into a smirk.

"Hi there," she said. "Want me to come back later?"

Alice's eyes flared in alarm. She tossed a wild glance at Bella and back at Rosalie.

"Uh, no," she stammered, "that's okay, we don't mind."

"Um, yeah," Bella added, "we were just…"

She gestured loosely with a hand. Alice nodded as if she agreed.

Rosalie smiled and began to undress.

Bella and Alice froze in excitement. They exchanged a wild glance and lingered under the water as they tried not to watch the tall blonde take off her clothes.

She did it slowly, almost teasingly. She pulled out the ribbon from her collar and began unbuttoning her blouse. Her bra underneath was red. Then she put down her skirt and revealed that her panties were red as well. Red lace, a matching set. Rosalie was pointedly not noticing the two girl's staring at her. She reached behind her back for the bracatch and took off her bra. The breasts that were revealed were perfectly sized and shaped, full and perky.

Alice got an eyeful and turned those wide eyes to Bella, silently mouthing three words:

Oh.

My.

God.

By now Rosalie had also removed her panties and the two girls were struggling not to look as she came over, completely naked, and turned on one of the showerheads—the showerhead right between Bella and Alice.

The water began spraying and the tall blonde stood under it, wetting her hair, eyes closed. Her chest was preened and Bella and Alice watched the water funnel between her breasts before their eyes caught. Their faces were identically red.

Rosalie opened her eyes and began soaping herself up, starting with her arms. She glanced at both of the girls but the girls had gone meek. It took Alice a few moments before she summoned up the courage to speak.

"H-hey," she stuttered, her voice breaking, "I just wanted to say thanks. For sticking up for us when Jane was…"

"Yeah," Bella added, not wanting Alice to get all the blonde's attention. "That was really cool of you."

"Don't mention it," Rosalie said. "Sorry about that, by the way. I don't know what her problem is lately."

"She's always been like that since she started dating you," Alice said. "We used to be friends, even last year, but then she started dating you and suddenly she thinks she's better than everyone else. I hate people like that."

Rosalie chuckled, turning under the water, washing her forearm idly. "Yeah, I know what you mean," she said. "It's embarrassing sometimes. She keeps trying to show me off to her friends, as if I'm some kind of trophy. It gets annoying after a while."

"She doesn't deserve a big sister like you," Alice said, half cautious, as if she didn't want to go too far.

Bella gauged the blonde's reaction, deemed it favorable, and quickly added: "Yeah."

Rosalie smiled at them, one after the other, just standing under the water.

"What about you two?" she asked finally. "Either of you guys have a big sister yet?"

"Not yet," Alice said.

"Me either," Bella added.

"Hmm," Rosalie murmured, looking them over, a glint coming into her eyes. Bella and Alice had long finished with their showers and now they were just standing under the water, pretending they weren't done yet. Rosalie smiled and said: "You know, my shoulder's a little sore. Think you could do my back for me?"

The question was directed at Alice who's mouth dropped open.

"S-sure," she stuttered.

Bella raged with jealousy but then Rosalie turned to her as well.

"And maybe you could do my front?"

Bella almost forgot how to speak.

"O-okay," she stammered.

Rosalie smiled and handed her a bar of soap. Alice already had one. They both circled around, Bella in front, Alice behind, and with trembling hands they began to wash the blonde goddess before them like handmaidens.

They were both happy with their assigned duty, Bella especially. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she massaged the soap into the taller girl's breasts, caressing the heavy globes and feeling their weight, their softness, their slipperiness. Alice too was half mesmerized, letting her hands roam the expanse of her slim and slender back, her eyes flickering at the small movements of her shoulderblades, her spine.

Rosalie gathered her wet hair over one shoulder and watched them work with a smile. Her nipples had gone hard under Bella's hands and she could feel Alice eyes worshiping her slender figure.

Bella gulped and her eyes met Alice's over Rosalie's shoulder. They were all thinking the same thing and it was Alice who made the first move. She caressed Rosalie's soapy shoulder and placed a kiss on the nape of Rosalie's neck. Rosalie smiled and made a small sound of approval. Alice kissed again, softly, reverently. Bella watched all this and decided to follow her lead. Rosalie was giving her a daring look, a regal glance down her nose like a queen, and Bella leaned to kiss her throat. Water funneled over her lips and Rosalie tilted back her head a little. Bella kissed again.

Soon the two girls were trailing kisses over her body, hearts and pussies throbbing madly as Bella licked at her nipples and suckled on them while Alice grabbed them from behind and squeezed them. Rosalie moaned and made little movements of her body to encourage them.

Finally they sank to their knees on the pink tiles, Bella kneeling at her pussy, Alice kneeling at her butt. Rosalie was standing with her feet apart and the two girls were breathless with excitement, stroking their hands up and down the wet pillars of Rosalie's legs, their hands bumping and brushing together.

Their eyes met for a second between Rosalie's thighs and for a second they smiled. Alice was shielded from water but her hair was soaked and pasted blackly onto her head. Bella was directly under the showerhead with water cascading on her head and her dark hair stuck to her neck like seaweed. They looked at each other for a moment, smiling, and then they lifted their mouths and applied their lips to each of Rosalie's entrances.

Rosalie smiled and squirmed her hips a little as the two girls double-tongued her from both sides, Alice's tongue in her butt and Bella's tongue in her pussy. Both girls were clutching her hips, their hands overlapped, and they were eating her out very hungrily, mashing their lips and moaning. Rosalie had her eyes closed and her face tilted up into the shower stream and when she came she came with a smile and a low moan, her back arching and her hands petting the wet heads of the two girls kneeling at her feet.

"Mmm," she murmured, opening her eyes and smiling down at them. "I like you guys. Why don't we go back to your room and get to know each other a little better, hm?"

Bella and Alice were still kneeling there. They looked at each other once again through the gap in Rosalie's thighs, breathless, blushing. They didn't seem to know what to say and then they nodded.

"Okay," they said together.

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Two days later Jane and her friends were crossing the courtyard in the bright morning before class, each in their uniforms, each carrying books. Jane was in a bad mood. Rosalie hadn't been around in a while and her friends kept asking about it.

"So where's Rosalie lately?" one of them asked.

"Yeah," said another, "she hasn't been around."

"Did you have a fight or something?" asked another.

Jane frowned at them. "No," she blurted. "She's just busy studying, that's all."

The other blondes seemed skeptical and skepticism turned to shock as they continued down the lane and found Rosalie reclining on the grass underneath the cheerytree in the center of the courtyard—with Bella and Alice.

Jane staggered to a stop, staring in disbelief. Her friends raised their eyebrows. Rosalie hadn't even noticed them. She was chatting with Bella and Alice, laughing, both of them snuggled at her sides.

"Uh oh," said one of Jane's friends.

Jane exhaled through her nose like a little demon and then clenched her fists and stalked up to them.

Rosalie finally noticed and looked up, smiling easily. Bella and Alice were smiling as well. Jane glared at them.

"Hi," she said tersely to Rosalie. "What are you doing?"

"Just hanging out with my new little sisters," Rosalie said, cuddling Bella and Alice toward her. Jane's mouth dropped open. Rosalie raised an eyebrow. "Why, did you want something?"

Jane's friends snorted and looked at Jane.

"You broke up?" one of them questioned.

"You never said you broke up," another one said.

A third one simply snorted and then the three of them turned and continued on their way without Jane. Jane watched them go, embarrassed, and then spun back to Rosalie and her new little sisters.

"Fine," she spat. "I was gonna break up with you soon, anyway."

Then she huffed and stalked away.

Rosalie rolled her eyes. Alice giggled and gave her a kiss and Bella kissed her as well, cherry blossoms falling all about them from the pink boughs above.

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AN: As you can see from this chapter, some lemons will be less realistic than others, lol. Also, I messed up again; Rosalie is from House Rose but she was showering in House Violet, lol. I realized it as I was writing it, but hey, that's why I'm keeping the prose as shallow as possible. The whole story is so absurd the entire thing would crumble under any detail.

Anyway, feedback is important. I'm trying to use a shallow, colorful, fast-paced style to suit the whole fantasy vibe, so let me know if I'm on the right track. It seems to work from my perspective, but I couldn't guess how it reads to anyone else, lol.