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Cheer-Ball: October

October 6

"Earth to Bella!" Rose said in a sing song voice.

"What?" I said shaking my head and turning to look at her. "Sorry, I kind of spaced out there, didn't I?"

"It's okay. I understand. You have a lot of things going on right now. With Homecoming, the county cheerleading competition, and the infamous Cullen-McCarty Halloween party, you are one busy gal this month." Rose said with a smirk on her face.

"Don't remind me." I said sarcastically. "Please, don't remind me."

"It will be okay. I promise." Rose said giving me a side hug. Letting me go and turning back to browsing through the rack of dresses, she said, "If it doesn't, just ask Esme to make you some brownies. Hers are amazing. Have you had one yet?"

"She and I made some together on Sunday. They just might be the best things I have ever eaten." Rose stopped looking again and stared at me for a moment. "What?"

"Esme, as in Esme Cullen, let you bake with her. As far as I knew, not even Alice is allowed to help her in the kitchen."

"She and I cook dinner together all the time. But on Sunday, she was feeling sorry for me. I walked in on something no one should have to see."

"Ooh, I love gossip. Tell me. Tell me. Tell me!" She said grabbing my arm over the display and jumping up and down in the middle of Macy's. I looked at her and then, her hand on my arm like she was insane. "Please, tell me! I work with priests, nuns, and people so shy they barely talk to their students let alone me. Please, I need gossip."

"You are slightly pathetic sometimes." I said looking at her over the dress rack with a grin. "I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to scream."

"Oh, it is screaming worthy." She said clapping her hands and then, leaning on the rack. "I promise to behave, mostly."

"Last Saturday, I went out to dinner with my old college friend Jasper. I came home earlier than expected and I accidently walked in on Emmett with some dumb blonde in the living room."

After a short pause, Rose frowned and said, "That doesn't sound so bad."

I could feel myself beginning to blush at the memory. "It is when you happen to see a flash of Emmett's white ass and have to hear him zipping up his pants."

Rose covered her mouth trying not to laugh, but was unsuccessful. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to laugh, but Emmett's ass is the main reason Edward and I spent most of our time together at my apartment."

We were silent for a few beats and then, we both burst out laughing.

Wiping the tears from my eyes, I said, "Aren't we supposed to be shopping?"

"Right, let's get back to shopping." She said turning her attention back to the rack.

We were quiet for a few more minutes while I looked through the dresses and Rose added more to the pile for me to try on. I jumped when she gasped and dropped the twenty or so dresses unceremoniously to the floor.

"What is wrong, Rose? Did the baby kick for the first time or something?" I asked rushing to her and placing my hand lightly on her small baby bump.

"No, the baby is fine, Bella. It's been kicking for a couple of weeks now. Look at that dress. It is absolutely perfect for you." She said reverently before walking over to it.

"It's nice." I said stepping up beside her.

"It's nice. Seriously, Bella?" She said grabbing one of the dresses in my size. "The silver rhinestones over the field of navy will emphasize your amazing, but not too big chest. The navy asymmetrical skirt is elegant and it will still show off your muscled legs. Not many dresses can do both."

"I am going to be in a room full of high school students. I don't really care what I am going to look like. Actually, I think I would prefer not to emphasize my chest. The male students already do that enough."

She rolled her eyes and forced me into a dressing room. After I stepped out of the small room in the dress, she began gushing over me. "Bella, you look amazing. No guy is going to be able to keep his eyes off of you."

"Again, that is not really what I want to hear." I said rolling my eyes.

"Whatever." She said huffing at me. "But I am sure those single dads that chaperone the dance will be wanking to your memory afterward."

I turned to walk away from her and toward the dressing room as I exclaimed, "Ewww! Nope, now I am not getting this dress. There will be none of that happening to a memory of me."

"Oh, Bella, I am afraid that it has already happened."

I blanched to myself and turned back to her. "What do you mean?"

"Why did you go out with Jasper?"

"Emmett put some wacky idea in Jasper's head that we liked each other. Why?"

"Then, Emmett picked up some random bimbo at a bar?"

"Yes, are you going to get to the point anytime soon, Rose?"

"That is what he does. When Emmett likes someone, he pushes them toward others to protect himself. Then, he tries to bang that girl out of his memory."

"Oh. OH! Fuck me."

"He'll want to in that dress!" She finished bringing back her sing song voice.

October 12

"Are you ready for this, guys and gals?" I asked to the audience watching the Frost High television station in their homerooms.

I looked over at the student crew and the camera followed my gaze when they started drumming on anything they could. I cut them off by slicing my hand across my throat.

"Without further ado, The 2012 Homecoming Court: the Freshman Prince and Princess, Amun Hapi and Kebi Tauret; the Sophomore Prince and Princess, Benjamin Montu and Tia Satet; the Junior Prince and Princess, Peter Odom and Charlotte Curry; the Senior Prince and Princess, Sam Uley and Emily Young." I announced as I played Vanna White and showed off the couples standing opposite the crew in the studio. "Well, congratulations to you all."

Then, I started to walk away from the camera. All of the students, in the studio and probably in the classrooms started screaming at me to come back.

"What? Do I have a run in my stockings?" I asked innocently.

One of the girls on the television crew ran up to me and tugged on my arm until my ear was at the same level as her lips. She whispered, "Ms. Swan, you didn't say who the King and Queen are."

"I didn't. Well, I guess that means all of you will have to show up to watch the parade tonight at 6pm." With a short wave, I walked off camera and back to my classroom.

Jasper arrived a few seconds after I slouched down into my chair. He laughed loudly as he said, "You almost cracked! I thought you were going to spill it to Kim and force her to jump up and down with her when she came up to talk to you." He sat down on the floor and leaned back against the side of my desk.

"I almost did. Do you think that would have been so bad though?" I asked nudging him with my stiletto heel.

"Yes, that would have been a bad thing. I would have had to be a witness against Esme at a murder trial." He said laughing. "You and Esme have been planning this since the beginning of school year. Plus, you two got Principal Green to go along with it. All you had to do was convince whoever was voted Queen and King to go along with you. They both loved the idea and it will only be a few more hours until it is over." He said trying to reassure me, yet again. "Everything will go great tonight. I am going to pick those two kids up and bring them to Esme's house. Did you two get the float finished?"

"Between Esme, her two assistants, Alice, and myself, we got it finished about ten o'clock last night. I still can't believe Esme was able to get her hands on that many different types of teal flowers."

"Are you sure no one besides the King, Queen, Esme, You and I know who will be riding in the big float tonight?" Jasper asked making me worry slightly.

Shaking my head clear of those thoughts, I nodded and said, "Alice knows, but Esme's assistants don't. At school, the vote was last week and I have called all candidates into my classroom and none of them have a clue who is getting picked up or that you are the one that is going to picking them up tonight."

"Are you sure about the vote?"

"You know what, girlie, I just might fudge it and make someone else Homecoming Queen!" I said exasperated. "If you question me one more time, you might not look so good tonight. I might I will yank every single one of the curls Esme worked to put in your hair."

"I'll behave. I promise. I am just so excited." She said quickly backtracking and then, spun around. "Plus, I absolutely love this dress."

"Of course, you love it. It is beautiful, long, and fitted while still showing off your gorgeous, toned, and tan legs."

"They do look pretty good, huh? Bree and Riley paid for me to get a few tanning sessions when I was nominated." Angela said with a large beautiful smile on her face. "That was a weird experience; I will be getting real tans for the rest of my life."

Esme had just gotten back from checking on the float in the front yard and said, "I prefer real tans, too. Though that light tan of yours makes the beaded flowers pop even more against the white organza." Esme grabbed Angela's hands and held them out. "God, I would kill to look as good as you in a tight dropped waist dress. If someone made me wear a wedding dress again, I would have to have it full and wild like that asymmetrical skirt. Hint, hint! Bella, didn't you say your dress has the same shape of skirt?"

"Really?" Angela squealed as I nodded my head.

"Calm down, Angela." I said dramatically covering my ears. "Haven't I told you one of the reasons I like you so much is because you don't squeal?"

"Sorry," she said with an I'm-not-sorry-at-all air. "I just feel like this, all of this is just such a wonderful dream."

A male voice behind her said, "Would you like me to pinch you to find out if you are dreaming?"

Angela, Esme, and I turned to see Ben Cheney walking down the steps from Esme and Carlisle back porch. I think all of our jaws dropped.

Ben stopped on the bottom step and looked down at his body. "Did I forget something? I put on everything that was in the box. Please, don't tell me I look like a big dork."

"No, Ben," I said a little choked up. "You look extremely handsome."

Esme quickly handed Angela a tissue. "Don't ruin my make-up job."

I squeezed Angela's bare upper arm and whispered, "We will give you a couple of minutes. Remember, we have to take a few pictures and leave soon. Now, go give your boyfriend, I mean your King a kiss." Then, Esme and I linked arms to walk around to the front of the house.

Emily, Tia, Charlotte, and Kebi were fussing with their dresses when we pulled up in the regular and giant size cars. They saw me first and ran to me. I couldn't distinguish who was saying what, but I could tell they were very excited and in love with their dresses.

I laughed as I said, "I guess I did a good job picking out your dresses. Believe me, it wasn't easy finding a dress style and color that would look good on all of you without you there."

"Well, does it look as good as you thought it would?" Emily asked as Sam held her arm above her head to help her slowly spin around.

"You all look gorgeous in those silver organza bubble dresses." Esme said joining the group. "Bel… Ms. Swan, did they actually have the teal sashes on hand?"

"No, but Alice is surprisingly good with a sewing machine." I said earning a shocked look from Esme.

"I can't believe my cousin has been holding out on me." She said thoughtfully. Shaking her head, she said, "Can I get a couple of you boys to help the Queen into the float?"

The members of the Homecoming court turned to see Angela and Ben standing next to the float that Esme, Esme's assistants, Alice, and I had built. The girls ran screaming at Angela and enveloped her in a many armed hug. The guys walked over to Ben to give him high fives.

After all the hugs and congratulations, Charlotte loudly said, "I wondered why you contacted my dad's dealership to borrow only four, black convertibles. I thought you would have needed to borrow five."

During the parade, the Princes and Princesses rode sitting on the back seat of the four black convertibles behind the sports teams' float. The Queen and her King were riding in a giant, teal flowered, float replica of a 1963 Ford Falcon. Alice had helped me out by making two banners with their names on it to drape on the sides of the fake car.

Everyone in the crowd was first shocked by the remake of the car and then the 2012 Frost High Homecoming King and Queen. I could tell that all of the teens were having fun laughing and waving to the crowds as we were being driven through the streets of Walnut Creek.

The crowd was ecstatic. Angela and Ben seemed to grow more confident and excited as the crowd gasped and cheered for them. They looked so happy and cheesy holding hands as they waved to the packed sidewalks.

Esme and I were giggling while riding right behind Ben and Angela in a white, real 1963 Ford Falcon convertible. Esme leaned over to me and whisper shouted, "The surprise King and Queen are a hit. I think this is the best and highest attended parade Frost High has had in years. Great job, Bella!"

"Did I make too big a deal of it?" I asked second guessing my plan again. "Homecoming was always a huge deal when I was in school. I just wanted to give someone else the amazing experience I had. Are you sure I didn't overdo this whole thing?"

Jenks, the older driver/owner of the Falcon answered, "This is how it was back in my day. I am glad to see some pomp and circumstance brought back with some new twists. Keep up the new ideas, Ms. Swan."

Jenks drove us straight to the stadium. He parked in front of the Queen and King's float so he could drive their guardians out to the field during halftime.

Esme and I hopped out of the car grudgingly.

"It was so comfy and warm." Esme whined.

"Come on, Esme. It is not cold out, it is 70 degrees out. I love the car, too. We have more to do. Plus, I have to check on my cheerleaders."

The first half of the game was amazing. The team appeared to be working seamlessly and had the score at 30 to 7. Emmett picked me up and spun me around as he ran off the field toward the locker room. When he put me back on my feet, he laughingly said, "Tag you're it!"

After the team cleared the field and surrounding track, Principal Green stepped to the microphone. "Good Evening, ladies and gentlemen! It is my great pleasure to introduce the 2012 Homecoming Court." As he read the names of the Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, and Senior princes and princesses, the couples rode on the back of the convertibles through the stadium. They rode in front of the home stands and up onto the field where they were helped out of the cars by their parents. Their parents lead them over to where Esme and I were standing. I gave them each a hug before Esme and I placed their crowns on their heads.

Then, Principal Green announced Angela and Ben as the Queen and King. The crowd went wild as their guardians came out in the car that Esme and I had ridden in. The noisy crowd rose to their feet and in volume when the large car float started around the track.

Bree and Riley almost couldn't help Angela off of the float because of her dress and the tears in their eyes. Thankfully, Ben and his father stepped back to the float to help.

All the females in our little group on the field had tears in our eyes when I carefully place the crown in Angela's curls while Esme crowned Ben.

If possible the crowd became even louder as Ben's the football team back onto the field and surrounded the group of school royalty. Suddenly, the court was up on the teams shoulders laughing their heads off.

The rest of the game was fast paced and amazing. Three touchdowns and many push-ups later, Emmett and his team ran off the victorious and to a roaring crowd. The cheerleaders came over to me on the side of the track, laughing.

"What is so funny, girls?" I asked a little warily.

"Nothing much, we just realized that Jessica is right about our dresses for tomorrow night." Lauren said to answer me.

"What did you say, Jessica?" I asked looking around at the group. I didn't see her. "Where is she?"

"She split right after the game." Katie answered. Then, she mumbled, "She should have left after halftime with how much cheering she did."

October 13

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The door opened and a very disgruntle Mrs. Stanley appeared in the doorway. "What do you want, Ms. Swan?" She sneered at me.

"I came to check on Jessica. She left so quickly after the game last night. I had wanted to talk to her." I said trying not to cower under the other woman's gaze.

"She is in her room getting ready for the dance." She barked at me. "I'll ask her if she wants to talk to you, but I doubt she will."

"Thank you." I said as she slammed the door in my face.

Moments later, I was about to walk back to my car and leave when Jessica opened the door. She stepped outside in a bright orange robe with immaculate hair and a gorgeous make-up job.

"Ms. Swan, my mom said you wanted to talk to me about last night." She started sheepishly. "I know I left quickly and I wasn't very good that second half, but I just couldn't be very cheerful. I just couldn't."

"I just want to make sure you are alright." I said sitting down on the top step of her porch and motioning for her to do the same. "I'm not mad. I understand things happen, but no one can help if you don't talk to us."

She sat down next to me and sighed. "During halftime, Eric Yorkie from FHTV came up to me and said he had evidence that Mike is cheating on me."

I pulled her into a side hug. "Oh, Jessica, I am so sorry that Eric did that to you. I will be having a talk with him about that. But there is a bigger problem in this situation, what to do with the information he gave you?"

"I could kick Mike in the nuts!"

"Let's try the innocent until proven guilty approach first. Do you have your cell phone on you?" She pulled it quickly out of her pocket. "Duh, you are a teenage girl. Call Mike and talk to him. I can stay with you if you want or I can get your mom or get Lauren here real quick. Just tell me."

"Lauren is inside." She said waving her phone at the door. "Thanks for coming to check on me, Ms. Swan." She gave me one more hug before heading inside and I headed home to get ready myself.

I arrived at the school to a couple of wolf whistles from Jasper and a couple of single dads. There weren't any kids here yet so I acted a little stupidly and did a little sexy walk and trailed my hand along the slick lines of Esme's convertible.

Jasper played dramatic and placed his hands over his heart as he walked over to me and said, "Seriously, Bells. You should have been a Playboy Bunny." Then, he whispered, "Don't do that again or a couple of those dads might have a heart attack."

I slapped him playfully on the arm before linking mine with his. "Take me inside, Jasper. I need to shimmy."

As we started to walk, he said, "I definitely think you should be behind the refreshments table. It is high and will cover most of your body."

"What? I was looking forward to making kids separate because they are dancing too close." I whined. "My teachers in high school always seemed to have fun doing that."

"If you have that job, the guys are going to be dancing close to the girls so you don't see their boners from the way you look."

"Really? Is it that bad?" I shrieked.

"It is not really that bad. You look beautiful and Emmett hasn't taken his eyes off of you since we walked into the gym."

At the end of the dance, I was exhausted and laughing at the kids dancing to the last song of the night, YMCA.

Ushering the kids out and getting a few hugs, I walked over to where I had parked Esme's Jaguar convertible. I came to a dead stop when I looked up and saw her car wasn't there anymore.

"Shit!" I whispered as I started to cry. Then, I heard it echoed behind me.

I spun around to see Emmett running up behind me. "Bella, I tried to catch you earlier. Esme tried to call you, but it went to voicemail. Carlisle car broke down and she left the Hummer in her warehouse. Alice drove her out to get her Jag. She asked me if I could give you a ride. I will if you want me to or you can go ask Jasper." He rambled and sputtered out.

I didn't speak. I just motioned with my hands for him to lead the way to his jeep. I didn't want to talk, partly because I was still teary and partly because I still didn't know how to talk to him.

The whole ride home, he kept talking. "I was surprised at what a good dj Jasper is." "Mrs. Cope's cookies were definitely better than the store bought ones they had last year." "I am really happy for Angela. After losing her parents last year, she needs more happy good things, like you, in her life." "I think we should have a barbeque soon before the weather turns bad."

I took off my heels as he drove up the long drive. When he stopped at the house, I quickly hopped out. He said my name and I quickly turned around to face him. "Would you stop? How can you keep prattling on like nothing happened? Just leave me alone!" Then, I escaped into the house.

October 15

"Alice, how are you, dear?" A female with a strong Irish accent said when the ringing stopped.

"I'm good, Marme."Alice said in a chipper voice. "I aced all of my mid-terms and as long as I don't completely fail my final exams. I will pass my classes this semester with A's. Everything is set for me to graduate in May."

"You are not working yourself too hard are you, sweetheart?" She asked Alice in a concerned tone.

"I'm working myself just hard enough. I promise." Alice said as she turned to me and rolled her eyes. "I get all of my work done during the week. On the weekends, I find time to have some fun. Next Friday, Bella, Esme, Bree, and I are having a girl's night in."

"Poor Emmett and Carlisle," Alice's mother, Siobhan, said laughing.

"Actually, they will be fine. It is a bye week for Emmett, so he is going out with a few friends from the Raiders. I think Carlisle is going to be working in the emergency room."

Siobhan laughed loudly again. "I am sure Carlisle asked to work on Friday."

"He didn't just ask, he begged to work that night." Alice said curling up in a ball on the couch. "I believe he remembers all too well the last girl's night we had when you were here over the summer."

"The poor lad was traumatized seeing us skinny dipping in the pool."

Alice and I burst out laughing at that statement.

When our laughter died down some, Siobhan asked, "Alice, who is there with you?"

"Hello, Mrs. McCarty. It's Bella." I said leaning over toward Alice and her phone.

"Bella, how many times have I told you to call me Siobhan? How is my family treating you?"

"They are wonderful." I said nudging Alice with my shoulder. "Plus, with my klutziness, it is great that there is a doctor nearby."

"I have heard. Just don't let those lads bully you into going to the hospital too much." She said in a slightly stern tone.

"I won't." I promised into the phone.

"Bella isn't even talking to Emmett right now." Alice chimed in unhelpfully.

"I am talking to him." I said, but Alice gave me a look. "Fine, he is talking to me and I am using basic hand movements toward him."

"Well, I am sure he was just being some big, dumb, oaf." Siobhan said in response to her daughter tattling on her brother.

"Bella caught him fooling around in the living room!" Alice screamed before clamping her hand over her mouth. My mouth dropped that she would actually tell her mother that.

"You have done that before. You know that would make anyone not really want to talk to him." Siobhan said plainly. "Bella, just try to have him make it up to you by Christmas when I visit. If he doesn't, let me know and I will swat him."

October 19

I slammed the front door behind me as I stormed into the house. I hopped over to the stairs as I undid the straps on my heels.

I called out to the house at large. "Give me five minutes to change and then, I am catching up!"

The three slightly tipsy women in the family room could only giggle in response.

After throwing a black tank top on over my black lace bra and pulling on a pair of Victoria's Secret sunshine yellow fleece crop pants, I scampered back down the stairs. I flopped exhaustedly onto the couch with Bree.

Bree turned toward me and with a devilish smirk said, "Hey, Gorgeous! It's been a while. How was the county cheerleading competition?"

"It was a long, exhausting, peppy day. I forgot how competitive some coaches and moms can be. But I am all prepared for the next one."

"You, Angela, and the rest of the girls won?" Bree squealed in my ear as she flung her arms around my neck.

"Of course, they won." I said finally, looking at her and then, over at Esme and Alice, who were sharing the other couch. "How many have you ladies had? I asked you not to start without me or at least wait until I had texted to let you know I was on my way home."

"The distance between Discovery Bay and here is longer than one might imagine." Esme said trying to help.

"Yeah! Plus, it's snot… not our fault your competition ran long." Alice said even more inebriated than Bree.

"It's snot our fault? Really, Alice?" I asked looking at her like she had two heads. "I think you need to be cut off, at least until you get some food in you."

"I waited until you texted you made it back to town." Esme said chiming in again.

The other three of us looked at Esme and yelled, "Kiss Ass!" at exactly the same time. She could only smile innocently and shrug her shoulders in response.

"I have a student or two like you and all I want to do is give them referrals for annoying the hell out of me."

"If Angela is one of them, give her one. She might learn how to stand up for herself better if she had a detention once in her life."

"Okay, enough about your gym, school, college and high school, and my interior decorating business." Esme said pointing first to Bree and then to Alice and myself. "I'm sure the four of us can find something better to talk about."

After a minute of silence, Esme opened her mouth again. Alice cried out though before Esme, "No more sex talk about your husbands. If I have to hear about my cousin-in-law's favorite positions again I might kill you. Think about it, I am drunk and my aim will be just a bit off, so it will be a long, slow painful death."

A few more minutes of silence pasted before I threw my arms up in a huff. "We are seriously pathetic!" They all whipped their heads around to look at me. "We are four young, intelligent, good looking, and happy women, right?" They nodded in agreement. "Then, why in the hell can't we find anything to talk about besides our jobs or your married life's?"

"Being single sucks!" Alice said in frustration. Then, more to herself than two us, she said, "I wish I could find that guy."

Esme grasped onto the straw. "Alice, what guy are you talking about?"

Alice threw her head against the back of the couch. "I don't know what guy. Sometimes on the weekends, I see him driving around on a Harley Davidson huge thing. We locked eyes at a stoplight almost weeks ago and I haven't been able to stop thinking about him since."

I choked on the fruity martini that Esme had just handed me. "You are talking about some guy on a Harley that you only see on the weekends?"

"Yes, I believe that is what I said." Alice said back sarcastically.

I started busting up laughing. "Oh, my god, that is hilarious."

Bree took the drink I was about to spill out of my hand. "Bella, would you care to share with the rest of us?"

I shook my head no, and then with a breathless amused voice said, "You all will find out soon enough. Emmett is going to laugh when he hears about this."

"Fine, since you won't spill what you know, what about you?" Alice snapped back. I quickly sat back against the couch. She could turn from funny and nice to mean and snarky at the drop of a hat normally, but it is worse when she is drunk.

"We know nothing happened between you and Jasper. Are there any other guys that tickle your fancy?" Esme asked after taking a long sip of her drink.

Trying it get them off that topic, I said, "My dear Esme, why do you turn British when you are drunk?"

Bree saw right through my attempt. "Nice try, Bella. There is someone you like, isn't there?"

"No, there isn't. At least, I don't think there is." I said taking my drink back from Bree and staring at the cherries sitting in vodka. "Even if there was, I don't know if I want there to be someone or if he wants me."

"What the hell is all of that psycho babble?" Esme asked drawing my eyes to her.

"Nothing..."

"All of that bat crap wasn't "nothing"." Alice countered putting air quotes around nothing. "Who has got your panties in a bunch? Again, we know it wasn't that Jasper guy."

I chuckled at Alice mentioning Jasper. "Sorry, it really is nothing. I think Rose just likes to mess with my head sometimes."

"How did Rose mess with you head?" Bree asked completely confused.

Finally wising up, Esme said, "You told Rosalie about what happened after you got home from your date with Jasper."

"I didn't go on a date with Jasper, or I didn't know I was going on a date with Jasper." I said throwing up my hands. "Yes, I told Rose that I caught Emmett in the living room with his pants down. What is it a big problem that I did?"

"Yes and no."

"Wait a minute." Bree said as she stood up and stepped in between Esme and me. "You told Rose, Rosalie Hale, about catching Emmett with his pants down? I just can't believe you are friends with Rosalie Hale after what…"

Alice cut her off by clamping a hand over her mouth. "Bree, please stop saying that name." Then, she whispered something else in Bree's ear.

"Does Emmett really think him saying the subject is mute that Bella isn't going to find out someday?" Bree questioned. Esme and Alice exchanged a glance and then, looked at me before nodding yes. "He knows that it is incredibly stupid, right?" The cousins nodded their head yes again and Bree flopped back onto the couch.

"What am I missing?" I demanded.

Bree spoke again. "Ask Emmett. Sorry, but I am not having two of my friends mad at me for telling you. Mute, seriously."

"What does any of this have to do with me being friends with Rose?" Then, something dawned on me. "Does any of this have to do with Rose having to have a paternity test after the baby is born?"

The entire room froze. Alice, who was still standing in the middle of the room, broke the ice. "On that lovely note, should I put a movie in?"

"What are we going to watch?" Esme and I said together.

"It is just one of my favorite movies!" Alice said with a squeal.

A few minutes later, the four of us were sitting around with fresh drinks and enjoying the beginning of The Princess Diaries. We quickly got our good moods back as the drinks were drunk. We sang along with some of the songs, Alice kept doing the Superman pose whenever the Supergirl song came on. I fell off of the couch when Bree and Alice sang back-up for Esme portraying Mandy Moore's character's Baker Beach Party song, Stupid Cupid. At the end of the movie, we all tilted our heads and said the obligatory "Awe!" when Michael kissed Mia in the garden and her foot popped turning on the lights.

As the credits began to roll Alice grabbed her phone to order some pizza and breadsticks and we all forcefully reminder her not to order a Skittles pizza.

We started watching The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement while we waited on the pizza. Bree actually fell off of the couch when Alice answered the door and said, "I was hoping you would have a goatee." We quickly devoured the cheese, pepperoni, and mushroom pizza while laughing at the crazy antics of Mia Thermopolis and the rest of the characters.

During the Bachelorette Party's mattress surfing scene, Bree got a wonderful idea which turned into a horrible idea. She sneakily picked up a throw pillow and threw it into Esme's face. This action, of course, had to be retaliated. Soon an all out pillow fight had erupted in the middle of the living room, which would have been fine except that is when Emmett decided to come home.

He stood in the doorway for a moment watching the four of us laughing hysterically and pillow fighting with each other in our pajamas. We were in tank tops and sweats to be exact, I was thanking God that none of us were in anything more embarrassing.

He finally got Esme, Alice, and Bree's attention by saying, "If I ignore my sister and cousin, I just walked into a Penthouse Forum dream."

After a second of two of shocked silence, we began ganging up on him and pummeling him with the pillows. We swiftly got him down to the floor. We were laughing as we continued to hit him until I accidently got knocked to the floor by Bree's elbow.

That is when thing went bad, I mean truly bad. As I fell, I hit my shoulder hard against the end table and screamed out in pain. The four of them stopped immediately and dropped the pillows in their hands.

Esme rushed to my side and cradled my head in her hands, but her eyes were on my shoulder.

Alice helped Bree get to the downstairs bathroom because she was going to throw up at the sight of my now slightly mangled arm.

Emmett grabbed a small couch blanket from under the end table and quickly fashioned it into a sling.

Esme shook her head no at him and said, "Go get one of her bigger scarves from the closet the blanket is too thick." I looked up at her slightly shocked because I knew she had had more than I did to drink. "Someone getting injured is a sobering thing."

Emmett came back with a new sling made from my orange scarf. I winced as he slipped it on me to support my arm until Carlisle could pop it into place. I looked at Esme and smiled. "Look, I am a Tequila Sunrise!"

Emmett laughed with Esme and said, "Your truck, my jeep, or an ambulance, Miss Sunrise?"

"NO! I mean no ambulance. You are never driving my truck again. I guess we have to take your jeep." I said scowling.

Esme helped Emmett help me out to the jeep after she had slid some flip flops on my feet. She, apparently, was inebriated again because she couldn't keep her stray thoughts to herself. "It's a good thing you kept on your bra when you changed." "Remember, don't do anything I would do." "Remember, you're not sure so don't let this guy talk you into anything."

As soon as she shut the door and stepped back, Emmett pulled out. "Bella, what in the hell was my cousin going on about? What does she think I will talk you into?"

"It's nothing." I said giggling.

"Whatever."

"Why haven't you tried to talk to me since I found you in the living room fucking a dumb blonde?"

"I wasn't fucking a dumb blonde. I was making out with a dumb blonde."

"Whatever." I paused and then, asked, "Why did you tell Jasper that I liked him?"

"Because I thought you did." He answered quickly.

"He is a friend!" I said waving my injured arm for emphasis. "He is my friendy, friend, friend. He is my friend from college."

"Your alcohol is kicking in again, isn't it?" He said chuckling.

"Shut up! I've had to lose a lot of friends and I am not losing him for your ego." I said poking him in the arm with my usable hand.

"Okay, I won't ask you to." He said pulling up to the hospital. He yelled out of his door. "Carlisle, it is time to do your job."

An hour and a half later, Emmett and I were leaving the emergency room. He helped me into his jeep and buckled my seat belt. As he leaned over me, I giggled like a school girl.

"What?" He asked, tiling his head to look at me. Taking in my trying-not-to-laugh face of a scrunched mouth and watering eye, a look of fear crossed his face. "Bella, are you okay? Do I need to take you back into Carlisle?"

I shook my head; finally I couldn't hold it in and laughed. "You smell nice."

"You are very drugged." He said back. "What did Carlisle give you?"

"I don't know, but it is very fun." I laughed again. Then, I grabbed his shirt tightly and pulled him close. "Alice likes Jasper, but don't tell her I told you."

"Do you really think that I can keep that information to myself?"

I released him as I fell back against the seat and winced. "Just don't tell Jasper and tell Alice you heard her talking in her sleep."

"Seriously, how much medicine did Carlisle give you?" Emmett asked after running around and jumping in the jeep.

"Just enough, well, enough that I wouldn't punch him when he popped my shoulder back into place." I said with a sly smile.

October 31

"Bella, are you going to come down before the guests arrive?" Alice bellowed up the stairs.

"NO!" I yelled back through a cracked doorway. As she grumbled something, I closed my bedroom door and looked at the full length mirror standing near the closet. I check out my costume again. To myself, I said, "Why didn't I go shopping with Alice and Esme? They wouldn't have talked me into not buying a costume and wearing one of my old belly dancing costumes. I am going to murder Rose Hale!"

It isn't that I looked bad in my costume, actually I looked rather hot, but it showed more skin than I had gotten used to showing. Granted the black, sheer, handkerchief shirt is longer than my old cheerleading skirt. It actually goes down to my ankles, but it had numerous slits all the way up to the coined hip band. The silver coin top was completely to revealing, so I had put on a black bra underneath.

Plus, the entire outfit just looked smashing with my arm in a sling. I slightly hated on Carlisle that he was making me wear the sling. He had logic on his side, so it wouldn't be bumped, but I still didn't like it.

I jumped and spun around when someone cleared their throat from the doorway. "Jasper! You scared the shit out of me!" I gasped.

"I thought I was invited to a party, little lady." Jasper replied, laying into his accent. He was dressed as a cowboy, like he did every year at college.

"Really, Jasper? Are you ever going to try a different costume?"

"If it isn't broke, don't fix it. Plus, it works with my accent and God given charm." He explained. He made me giggle when he tipped his hat at the end of his explanation.

I giggled at his confidence. "Speaking of your accent and God given charm, there is someone I would like you to meet."

"Now you are setting me up?" He asked skeptically.

"Kind of, but not really. She has seen you riding around town on your motorcycle." I explained as I crossed the room to him. "She said she locked eye with you at a stoplight once and just knew she would meet you one day."

He thought for a moment "Are you talking about a short woman with short black hair and honey colored eyes?"

"That's Alice." I answered cheerfully.

He gulped. "Alice, as in Alice McCarty?"

I nodded and then, tried to reassure him as we left my room. "Emmett is okay with it as long as he doesn't have to hear or see you two going at it." After we go down a few stairs, I stop and ask, "Didn't you see Alice when you came in?"

"That was her standing at the other end of the hallway in the kitchen?" He said tugging on my arm to get me down the stairs.

Three hours later, the party was in full swing. I kept looking over to the living room couch, where Jasper and Alice had been sitting since the moment I introduced them. They had locked eyes as soon as Jasper and I stepped off of the stairs and barely heard me say their names before they were in their own little world.

Between Esme and me, we had kept Emmett away from them so they could talk and really get to know each other. That job was getting progressively harder since Emmett was trying some diversion tactics of his own. So far, I had been introduced to three Raiders players: running back Darren McFadden, kicker Sebastian Janikowski, and tight end David Ausberry. I liked talking to all three of them, but I had the most fun teaming up with Ausberry against McFadden, Janikowski, and Emmett. Trojan Alumni tend to band together.

When Matt Leinart arrived, I had a surprise of my own for Emmett. I saw Leinart walk into the room out of the corner of my eye and Emmett headed in my direction.

I smiled and waved at Emmett and then flew into Leinart's arms.

He grunted and said, "Who the hell are…"

I whispered in his ear. "Matt, it's Bella Swan. Want to play?"

"Well, Bells, I am always ready to play with you! How in the hell have you been?" He asked with a chuckle as he squeezed me tighter.

"I'm good. It is a good thing I remembered that you are always up for catching a pretty girl." I said laughing with him. I leaned in to whisper again. "You can put me down, you know?"

"Nope, it is more fun to watch the vein on Emmett's forehead throb." He said helping my legs wrap around his waist. He pulled my chest closer to his to stop me from trying to cover my now fully exposed legs. "Still modest, huh? I never did believe Jake when he talked his shit in the locker room."

"The name is not allowed in this house." I said poking his chest.

"Sorry, if it helps. I punched him in an alley when we played against the Seahawks a few weeks ago."

"Crap, thank you, but crap." I said giving him a one armed hug. "I can't believe even you heard about that."

"You know that USC alumni are a big network of gossip. I'm surprised I hadn't heard you moved to the Bay Area" He said slightly seriously. "Is there somewhere we can go talk?"

"Only you, Ausberry, and Jasper know I am here. I have asked him to, but please make sure David keeps it that way." I said as I pointed him in the direction of my bedroom.

Author's Note~

Sorry, this took a few extra days to update. It is irking me that injuries, real life, and work keep going chaotic the couple of days I am trying to put the finishing touches on each post.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Most of the things Bella planned for Homecoming were taken from my high school in Illinois.

I am not trying to injure Bella in every chapter, but I just have to sometimes. I thought her hurting her shoulder was ironic because I wrote that part the day before I injured my own.

I am really trying to only use Twilight names. The Freshman and Sophomore Princes and Princesses are the Egyptian vampires with Egyptian gods' names as their last names. Peter and Charlotte's last names are the last names of the actors playing Peter and Charlotte in Breaking Dawn Part 2.

I did use actual Oakland Raiders names though. To get some player names, I had a little twitter chat with Nolebucgrl (If you like football stories check out hers, First & Ten http:/ www. fanfiction. Net /s / 5874934 /1/ First_ Ten Just remove the spaces)

Pictures of the house are at http:/ www. villa vianci. com/ Just remove the spaces.

Bella's Homecoming Dress: http:/ www1. macys. com/ shop/ product/ b- darlin- dress- sleeveless- sweetheart- rhinestone- asymmetrical? ID= 642440& CategoryID= 42812& LinkType= #fn= sp% 3D2% 26spc% 3D188% 26ruleId% 3D25% 26slotId% 3D

Bella's Halloween Costume: http:/ www. miss belly dance. com/ Belly dance_ Costume_ Set_ p/ cs44. htm

Angela's Homecoming Queen Dress: http:/ www. davids bridal. com/ Product_ Organza- and- Tulle- High- Low- Gown- with- Beaded- Flower- SPK470_ Bridal- Gowns- Shop- By- Designer- Galina- Signature

The Homecoming Princess' Dresses: http:/ www. Davids bridal. com/ Product_ Organza- Dress- with- Draped- Bodice- and- Bubble- Skirt- VW360018_ Bridal- Party- Features- Wear- Again- Looks

BART= Bay Area Rapid Transit (like the L train in Chicago or the subway system in New York or London or Berlin)