AN: Sorry about the late update. Holidays are hectic, plus I've been trying to start a new story, something a little more serious. Unfortunately, I just can't seem to settle on an idea, I keep circling between three or four. I guess I'll have to give it a little more thought. Till then, here's another chapter. Hope you like it. ;)

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Chapter 8:

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Bella and Alice were up early Sunday morning. Each had an outfit for the day composed on their beds and soon their towels were on the floor—fresh from the showers—and they were stepping into their underwear, Bella in plain cotton, Alice in white panties with pink stripes. Alice pulled them up with a cute little wiggle of her hips and Bella couldn't help the flutter in her heart. Even though she was dating the hottest girl in school, there was simply something about Alice and Alice's ass.

They were both going out for the day, so neither wore uniforms. Alice wore a pink halter which had strings that she was tying behind her neck. The top clung to her breasts and she was smiling at Bella as Bella tugged up her jeans—tight jeans, skinny jeans—and buttoned them.

"Wow," she said, "you really look amazing in those jeans."

Bella zipped them up and chuckled. "Not as cute as that skirt."

Alice giggled and did a little twirl. Her skirt was shorter than the uniform skirt, peach colored with pink frills like a tutu, and it flared about her thighs as she spun on the spot, perfectly balanced in her heeled sandals with her toenails painted pink. The spin carried her into Bella and she came to a stop with her hands at Bella's waist, smiling and swaying the other girl by her hips.

"I wish we could fool around today," she said, "but I'm meeting Leah."

Bella smiled back as if it was all good. "That's okay," she said, "Rosalie's taking me into town for lunch."

Alice stopped swaying. Her smiled dipped slightly and she dropped her hands from Bella's waist.

"Oh," she said, backing off. "What, like a date?"

"Basically."

"Wow," Alice said, only barely concealing the jealousy that roiled up in her stomach. "Good for you."

She turned away and grabbed a tube of lipstick off the dresser, wrenching the cap off and stabbing at her mouth with restrained violence. Bella watched her, biting her lip nervously. She could tell Alice was jealous—but of who?

"Um, you okay?" she asked.

"Of course!" Alice capped the tube and turned to Bella, her mouth stretching into a big fake smile plastered with glossy pink lipstick. She dusted her hands together, as if to wash them of something, and her voice came out as falsely pleasant as her smile. "Me and Leah are going into town too," she said, and then added a little giggle. "She's taking me shopping. It's a date. You know, like a real date."

"I thought you don't date?"

"Well, I can't wait forever for YOU to ask me out, can I?"

"Huh?"

Alice ignored that, grabbing up her bag and phone and stuffing the phone into her bag before slinging the bag over her shoulder, her movements deft and brisk.

"Anyway, I gotta go," she said. "Bye!"

She waved happily and walked right past.

Bella frowned and scratched her head.

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Leah and Rosalie were waiting in the parking lot, surrounded by sophomores who clustered about in their white and sunlit blouses like a gaggle of geese. Leah was leaning against her motorcycle, clad in leather—jacket and miniskirt—and impressing them with lies about how much horsepower it had. The girls cooed and awed, passing Leah's helmet about like an artifact and stroking the handlebars of the bike while Leah smirked on.

Alice came skipping into the parking lot and found them like that. She was still bridling a little jealousy from the tiff in the dormitory and now another surge passed through her. She stood for a minute, plotting her move, and then she replaced her smile and called out cheerfully:

"Hi, Leah!"

They looked over. Alice came skipping up and elbowed right through the small crowd of girls before flinging her arms around Leah's neck and planting a huge kiss directly on Leah's mouth, marking her territory. Leah grinned into the kiss, deepened it a bit, and then released her. Alice giggled and flashed the other girls a smile of thinly veiled triumph. The girls frowned and exchanged glances and one by one they began to slink away like surly cats.

Bella came along as they were leaving. She saw Alice hanging off Leah and felt her own flicker of jealousy, but then she saw Rosalie. Rosalie was leaning against the bike as well and she was wearing a flowing silk sundress with a floral pattern that stirred about her body in the breeze. Her hair was incandescently gold in the morning sunlight and Bella was smiling just as brightly as she went over.

Rosalie smiled as well when she saw her. "Hey, babe," she said. "Ready to go?"

Bella nodded and gave Alice a glance. Alice was hanging off Leah with a certain primness, like a hooker of high class. Leah tossed her chin to say goodbye to her friend and added:

"Hey, maybe we'll bump into you guys. We should have lunch or something."

"Oh, no, no, no," Alice broke in before anyone could answer, "they're on a date. We don't want to interrupt them on a date. You guys go and enjoy your date. Me and Leah will have fun by ourselves."

She put a lot of emphasis on the word date, as if it were some despicable act they should be ashamed of. Rosalie had her arm around Bella's waist and the two of them shared a glance. Leah gave Alice an odd look as well and Alice blushed but stood her ground.

"Well, we'll be at the Rosebud for lunch if you change your mind," Rosalie said, already turning away with Bella. "Catch you later."

Leah nodded and Alice watched them go, arm in arm. Rosalie led Bella by the waist to where an expensive sportscar was parked, gleaming in the sun like a red and mechanical feline, and only released her waist to open the door for her.

Alice scoffed out loud. "See them act all like a couple? As if we're supposed to be jealous or something."

Leah chuckled and straddled the motorbike, slipping the helmet over her head. Alice was still glowering at her couple across the parking lot. Bella had settled into the passenger seat and Rosalie had gone around and got in behind the wheel. Leah smirked and buckled the helmet under her chin.

"Are you?" she asked.

"Am I what?"

"Jealous?"

"N-no!" Alice blurted.

Leah chuckled and revved the throttle, the motorbike roaring underneath her. She tossed her head for Alice to get on behind her, handing her the guest helmet—pink, with a sunflower on it.

"Come on," she said. "Let's go."

Alice swung a leg over the bike and settled behind Leah. She was wearing nothing under her skirt but her panties and the vibrating machine between her thighs made her tingle a little. Leah revved the throttle again. Alice wrapped her arms around Leah's leather clad waist and as the red sportscar went past she tighten her grip even more.

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It was a two hour drive to town through a scenic woodland and Bella and Rosalie had a head start. They drove with the top down and the wind in their hair, blonde and brunette locks billowing in the breeze, and Bella was grinning as she examined the interior of the vehicle, the white-leather seats, the cluster of dials in the dashboard, the gleaming chrome stickshift.

"Wow, this car's awesome," she was saying. "No wonder half the girls in school are in love with you. Where'd you get it?"

"My parent's got it for me for my sixteenth birthday."

"Wow."

Rosalie chuckled and rounded a curve in the empty road, trees whizzing by on either side. "Don't tell me you only like me for my car," she joked.

"Well, there's a couple other things."

"Like what?"

"Like…" Bella trailed off, grinning. She was staring at the Rosalie's perfect profile, at her gorgeous skin and at her blonde hair whipping in the wind like a model, and she couldn't think of any one specific thing. So instead she just giggled and said: "Everything."

Rosalie gave her a glance, smiling, a clear gloss on her lips. Bella smiled as well and leaned toward her over the gearshift.

"But yeah," she whispered in her ear, breaking into another giggle. "I dig the car."

"I thought you did," Rosalie chuckled.

Bella was kissing Rosalie's cheek while Rosalie focused on the road. Bella was usually very timid with Rosalie, very aware of her inferiority, but Rosalie had been very good to her and she had been more bold lately. She could feel the boldness now, swelling in her chest like lust as she lowered her lips to Rosalie's shoulder, kissing the strap of her sundress and then slipping it down to kiss the skin there.

"What are you doing?" Rosalie asked, glancing at her and back at the road.

"Nothing," Bella whispered, placing a lick on Rosalie's shoulder.

A little giggle squeaked out of Rosalie's mouth and she squirmed her shoulder slightly, one hand trembling on the wheel. "Bella," she said, but she didn't say to stop.

Bella's heart was pounding. She had lowered her hand to the lap of Rosalie's dress and now she was sneaking her hand up Rosalie's skirt. It was warm there, warm between her thighs. She caressed the soft skin there, feeling the boldness swell larger and larger in her chest, until she was rubbing her fingers against the front of Rosalie's panties.

"Bella," Rosalie said, flexing her thighs against Bella's hand.

Bella grinned and used her other hand to lower the strap of Rosalie's dress even further, exposing one breast. The nipple was hard and pink and Bella took it into her mouth, sucking on it immediately as she slipped her fingers into Rosalie's panties and into Rosalie herself, feeling Rosalie's warmth and wetness close around them and tighten and slacken and tighten again as Rosalie moaned and squirmed on the carseat, already breathing heavily.

A motorcycle was coming along behind them and at the next curve Alice and Leah came up beside them, Leah grinning and Alice clinging to her waist. Bella had her back to that side of the car and she didn't hear, she just continued sucking on Rosalie's nipple and pumping her fingers into Rosalie's pussy. Rosalie was clutching the wheel, back arched against the seat, with her face bright red and her breath heaving in and out. She noticed Leah and gave her a smirk as the orgasm entered her face and Leah laughed and flashed her a thumbs up before accelerating further down the road.

Alice only pouted to herself.

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The display on the highway had infuriated Alice to the point where she did nothing all morning but smile cheerfully and flirt as hard as possible with Leah. They left the bike on the curb and scouted the clothes shops on foot, hand in hand, until they came upon a small boutique that featured a rack of denim shorts that sent Alice into a rapture of excitement.

She flipped through them in a piranha-like frenzy, plucking the very ones she needed to try on and passing them to Leah before flipping through them some more. She loved shorts, especially denim shorts, and they had more shorts than she had ever seen in one place before, bleached shorts, ripped shorts, dark denim, pale denim, long shorts, frayed shorts, shorts with gold or silver stitching, with rhinestones or star-shaped studs—and one pair in particular which looked like ordinary shorts aside from the backpocket which was sewn in leopard print material.

She took this pair off the rack and glowed from how much she liked them. "Oh my god, these are so hot," she gushed, and then lifted her eyes hopefully to Leah. "Do you mind if I try these on as well?"

Leah was already holding an armful of skimpy denim but she grinned. "Sure, go ahead."

"Really, you're not getting annoyed?"

"Are you kidding? I love watching you shop, it's adorable."

Alice giggled and swayed on the spot, batting her eyelashes prettily. "Seriously? Wow. You're, like, the best girlfriend ever."

Leah raised an eyebrow. "Girlfriend? Since when am I your girlfriend?"

"Well, I don't know," Alice said, giving a cute shrug of her shoulder. "Are you?"

"Do you want me to be?"

Alice smiled coyly but something made her hesitate, some little niggle in her stomach. Bella's name floated through her head but she forced it away quickly. Leah could see her hesitate so she chuckled and grabbed the shorts from her.

"Come on," she said. "Let me help you try these on."

Leah walked passed with the stack of shorts, sauntering in her heeled boots. Alice felt relief flow through her and she smiled at how the older girl's buttocks rolled under the black leather of her skirt.

The change room was in the back of the store. Leah closed the curtain and dropped the bushel of shorts on the chair as Alice started undressing. She had already kicked off her sneakers and now her miniskirt dropped to the floor in a pool of pink and orange ruffles.

"Seriously, though," Leah was saying, "we can talk about this relationship stuff if you want. I mean, if it makes you comfortable to define it or whatever. You know I like you, right?"

Leah was sorting through the pile of shorts. Alice smiled at her in the mirror, standing there in her pink striped panties.

"I know," she said.

"Good," Leah said, handing her the shorts with the leopard-print pocket, "cuz I could totally date that ass, if that's what you wanted."

"Just my ass, or the rest of me too?"

Leah admired her ass for a second, pretending to think about it. Alice stepped into the shorts and pulled them up, hopping like a bunny as she tugged them about her hips nice and tight. Leah put her hands around Alice and smiled at her in the mirror. Alice went to zip up the shorts but Leah stopped her hands with her own.

"Tell you what," she said, slipping one of her hands into Alice's shorts. "I'll date any part of you you want me to date," she whispered, kissing Alice's ear. "All of you is so damn cute. It's totally up to you, okay?"

Alice gasped. Leah's fingers had just entered her panties.

"Are you sure?" Alice asked, feeling guilty for some reason.

"Totally," Leah said, rubbing at Alice's pussy, almost roughly. "You just decide how you feel…and let me know, okay?"

Alice was nodding feverishly, her face filling with color. "O—kay!"

Her voice squeaked—Leah had just shoved two whole fingers inside her.

Alice's heart jump started in excitement. A low groan came out of her and she almost fell over at the sudden penetration. Leah chuckled in her ear and forced her fingers deeper with a quick thrust, in and out, causing Alice to yelp and squirm backwards, her vagina tightening uncontrollably as the fingers pumped in and out. She moaned and spread her feet to allow better access. Alice had her eyes closed and her head tilted back and Leah was kissing and licking at her neck, the reflection in the mirror almost vampiric with the young maiden reeling in the arms of a darker temptress.

Alice groaned, her hips twitching with each thrust. She could feel her shorts slipping down her legs but she didn't care. She was senseless to everything aside from those fingers pumping in and out of her entrance. Her breath was moaning through her throat and her face was bright red. Her vagina was squeezing harder and harder on the fingers inside her and her shorts kept slipping and slipping and when she came she came with the shorts hobbled around her knees and her knees buckling.

"AH!" she squeaked, her whole body trembling under the orgasm as she reached with a sweaty hand to lean on the mirror to steady herself. "Oh god," she wheezed. "Oh god, that was great."

Leah chuckled. "Glad you liked it, babe," she said, and gave Alice a little spank on her butt. "So you'll think about that relationship stuff?"

Alice didn't answer, she just spun around—still hobbled in her shorts—and dropped to her knees, clawing at Leah's skirt. Dating or not, she needed her tongue inside her.

NOW.

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The café were Bella and Rosalie ate was called the Rosebud. It was owned and operated by a former student of the Academy and it was a favorite hangout whenever the girl's came to town. Rosalie and Bella sat outdoors, on the terrace with the tablecloth a brilliant white in the sunshine, and after they ate they ordered a milkshake each—Rosalie vanilla, Bella chocolate.

Bella sipped through a straw and let her eyes flitter across the terrace. Several of the tables were taken by groups of girls. Bella recognized some of them but none of them were Alice. Rosalie was watching her, smiling, and she seemed to follow her thoughts.

"I guess Alice and Leah won't be joining us," she said.

Bella shrugged and stirred her milkshake with her straw. "Guess not."

"What's the deal with them, anyway? Has Alice mentioned anything?"

"Not really. Has Leah?"

"Leah talks more about Alice's ass than their actual relationship."

Bella chuckled, but not a bright chuckle. She poked at her milkshake, seemingly lost in concentration. Rosalie stirred her own milkshake and took a sip. Then she smiled at Bella.

"You really like Alice, don't you?"

Bella looked up. Something in her stomach fluttered at the question but she ignored it. "Of course," she said. "She's my best friend."

Rosalie smiled at that, as if there was some joke that Bella didn't get. Then she took another sip and flicked back her hair in an attractive motion.

"Wanna go see a movie after we eat?" she asked.

Bella nodded, feeling another flutter. "Sure."

There was only one movie theater in town and only two different movies showing. Bella and Rosalie reviewed the posters, talking it over, and then Rosalie bought Bella a box of popcorn and a ticket. Bella smiled and didn't put up a fuss.

The theater was already dark when they entered, the previews almost over. It was mostly empty. There only seemed to be two people in the whole—

"Psst!" one of those people whispered loudly, in a voice very much like Alice's. "Hey, guys! Over here!"

They could see them now in the pale light of the movie screen, Alice and Leah, Leah leaning back and grinning with her arm around Alice and Alice with her lipstick slightly smudged. The movie was just beginning to start as Bella and Rosalie sidled into the aisle and sat down next to their friends in the dark.

"Me and Leah got the best seats," Alice giggled. "Right in the back where no one can see us!"

Then she turned to Leah and directly began making out with her.

Rosalie raised her eyebrows. Bella frowned. They shared a glance, neither quite approving, and then turned to the movie.

Bella tried to concentrate on what was occurring on the screen but she was very distracted by those muffled noises coming from her left. Little moans and giggles. Mostly from Alice. Bella had the popcorn in her lap and she tried eating some but her stomach was in knots. She kept glancing at Alice and Alice would glance as well, mid-kiss, as if to make sure Bella was noticing. Bella turned away and kept her eyes on the screen.

Then there were other noises. A gasp. Panting. A low moan and a sharp intake of breath. Bella's frown was getting deeper and deeper. Alice was giggling and making some kind of protest. Then she stopped protesting. Another low moan, softer and higher pitched. Then another. Her voice was going breathless, her moans rhythmic. Bella bite her lip hard enough to hurt. She glanced, and—

Leah had her hand up Alice's skirt.

Bella stared for a minute, waves of anger rolling over her. Alice was still moaning, the moans getting higher and higher, until—

Bella stood up, spilling the popcorn all over the floor.

"This movie sucks," she said, "I'm getting out of here."

Then she spun around and stormed down the dark aisle. Alice had frozen, still breathing heavily. Rosalie sighed and rose, dusting a few pieces of popcorn from her dress, and followed Bella out. Bella didn't look back but Alice was watching her go, eyes wide in the pale light and almost regretful.

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The rest of the afternoon was ruined for Bella and Rosalie drove her back to the Academy shortly after. Rosalie didn't mention anything but she said Bella was welcome to hang out in her room for a while. Bella thanked her but she wanted to be alone. Rosalie nodded understandingly and Bella gave her a kiss on the cheek and thanked her for lunch.

Alice didn't turn up until it was dark. Bella was on her bed, sitting against the headboard with a textbook propped against her knees, when the door opened and Alice came sailing in. She had three cardboard bags full of clothes and was acting like nothing had happened, hefting the bags onto her bed and already babbling.

"God, me and Leah had so much fun today," she was saying. "I can't believe you just walked out of the movie like that. You should've stayed, it was pretty good."

She was smiling and waiting for some kind of response, standing there spritely with her hands on her hips. Bella hadn't lifted her eyes from her textbook and she spoke in a decidedly frosty tone.

"It was? I could hardly even hear anything over whatever you and Leah were doing."

Alice giggled and blushed. "Yeah, sorry about that," she said. "I guess I'm not used to having a girlfriend."

"Whatever," Bella said coldly, "it's none of my business."

Alice dimmed a little. She still had her hands on her hips but now they slipped away so that her arms drooped at her sides. Bella still didn't look up from her textbook and the hurt in Alice's face turned to small anger.

"Well, you could at least be happy for me," she said. "I thought you were my best friend."

"I am."

"Then what's your problem?"

"MY problem?" Bella said incredulously, discarding the book and openly gaping at Alice. "I'm not the one making a slut of myself in a movie theater just to—"

"To what?" Alice demanded, hands back on her hips.

Bella exhaled through her nose, glaring at her. She had been very understanding of her roommate's relationship habits but now it was her own feelings being toyed with and she didn't like it.

"To make me jealous," she sneered. "But guess what? I'm not jealous at all. You can do whatever you want, I don't care."

Alice recoiled slightly, a blush moving over her face. Her hands were still at her hips but they didn't seem so rigid anymore. She gave a timid scoff.

"Why would I want to make you jealous?" she retorted.

But Bella had heard enough. She shook her head and hopped off the bed, snatching up her pillow and not even looking at Alice anymore. "It doesn't matter," she said, ripping open the dresser drawer and grabbing her sleep clothes. "I'm gonna sleep in Angela and Jessica's room tonight."

Then she stalked past Alice, tore open the bathroom door, and slammed it shut.

Alice had spun around to watch her go and she jumped slightly as the door slammed. She was still frowning but a cold feeling washed over her, a shiver. It wasn't a feeling she felt often and she didn't know what it was right away. Not quite sadness. Loneliness. Bella was gone and suddenly she felt really lonely. She bit her lip and sat on her bed. Her eyes were prickling but she didn't cry, she just pouted and hugged her pillow and set about convincing herself that it was Bella being a bitch.

Not her.

It couldn't be her.

Could it?

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