Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews! It makes the writing go much faster! This coming chapter is a bit risqué, and I will be changing back to Edward's POV on the next one, but I wanted to have fun with the bachelorette party before more serious issues come up! (Changing into a vampire etc.) Enjoy! And beware, cliffhanger at the end!

"Well, what are you waiting for, go up there and introduce yourselves to our bride."

I watched as all the boys scrambled over each other, none of them wanting to cross Rosalie. I then heard a loud scraping sound and saw Alice pushing a large chair into the center of the room; in her left hand she held a small veil.

I immediately felt two large hands grab my arms from each side pulling me off the couch. Latched onto my left arm was the clumsy boy I had chosen, and inevitably on the right was my second choice. They forcefully guided me to the chair and one of them, I wasn't sure who at this point, had handed me glass of champagne.

Was this all for real? What was going on? What happened to boring school days of endless class, and making simple dinners for Charlie? I looked around the room and tried to wrap my head around the reality of it all. Wedding. Bacholorette party. Half naked men. Was this really my life, Isabella Marie Swan? I couldn't think about it for long because it was making my head dizzy, so I figured I might as well just go with it.

I took another large sip of champagne and swung my legs over the arm of the chair. Rosalie laughed loud and came behind me to lean on the back. Alice swiftly placed the veil on top of my head and it fell over into my eyes. I blew out of the side of my mouth to try and get it off my face.

"All right then," she yelled. "Introduce yourselves, starting with…you!" She pointed her finger at her choice obviously, and he knelt in front of me right away.

"Hello Bella, I'm Matthew, It's a pleasure to be here." He flashed me another one of his award winning smiles and my eyes widened slightly behind my champagne glass.

"Hey Bella, My name's Steven." Jessica's choice nodded his head in my direction, and then went directly back to the couch to sit with Jessica who had a goofy smile on her face.

"I'm Chris, It's great to meet you Bella, congratulations."

"Thank you," I replied to Alice's choice. I gave her a quick smile because I was sure she had chosen the nicest guy of the bunch.

"I'm Derek," Angela's guy stepped forward and politely shook my hand, eyeing Rosalie warily. He quickly turned back to Angela's side; he looked a bit nervous.

I quickly got acquainted with my two guys, David and Mark. They both were eager to refill my drink and get me whatever I wanted. I didn't really want them to do anything though. I looked over to see Rosalie getting a back massage, and laughed. Alice, Chris, Angela, and Derek were engaged in polite conversation on the couch. I spotted Jessica in the corner, Steve was leaning into her as he spoke and it was obvious they were about to kiss. I felt a small nudge on my shoulder and noticed a small glass being held in front of my face. I grabbed it and Mark, the innocent one, was holding a bottle of brown liquid.

"What's that?" I asked him, although the second it came out of my mouth, I realized it must be some sort of alcohol. I knew I was already drunk, but the champagne was so good, I was anxious to try something different.

"Southern Comfort," he replied with a grin. "Enough for everyone," his grin became more pronounced.

"Great! Hey Alice, have some of this stuff!" I swung my legs back over the leg of the chair and began to unscrew the cap.

Alice stood up and grabbed the bottle of brown liquid. "You sure Bella? This is some hard stuff." She eyed the bottle doubtfully.

"She's sure." Mark interrupted her, and swiped the bottle out of her hands. "I have a shot glass for you too, lets all toast to Bella and her wedding."

Alice glared at him suspiciously, but called over her shoulder, "Hey Rosalie's, this little one over here's got some Soco…we're all gonna take a shot for Bella!" She added after a second. Rosalie jumped up off the couch and waved over Angela who was animatedly talking to Derek. Jessica was a little busy in the corner, and didn't acknowledge us when we called her name, so we left her be.

"That's okay, more for us," Mark said as he passed us each a shot glass. He poured a generous amount of the amber liquid to everyone. There was so much in mine that I had to concentrate on holding it steady so it wouldn't spill over the edge. I slowly raised the glass to get ready for the toast.

"To Bella and Edward!" yelled Alice and downed the shot in a quick motion. "To Bella and Edward," everyone repeated.

"To Bella," said Mark softly, and poured the liquor down his throat. I put the glass up to my mouth and drank it in a sip. Automatically, the inside of my mouth started to burn and I felt every agonizing second that it went down my throat. I scrunched up my face, and once I was sure that it was going to stay down, I let out a loud noise of disgust.

"That was AWFUL!" I cried, looking at Mark.

"Well, it's not as tasty as champagne," he joked sarcastically, "But it will hit you much harder, that's for sure, let's do another."

"No thank you, I'm going to stick to champagne." David, the clumsy one, handed me a new glass and I drank it down to get the burning taste out of my mouth. I placed my glass down on the floor and stood up. The far corners of my brain were screaming at me, "You're drunk! Be careful! Edward!" However, the more present state of mind was ecstatic. I felt GREAT! I felt better than great! It was as if my mind wasn't really in charge of my actions and my body was making all the decisions. I felt free and for once in my life, I didn't feel self conscious. Suddenly, I wanted to thank Alice and Rosalie for putting this together.

"Alice, Rosalie!" I screamed and flung myself onto the couch next to them. They laughed and helped me steady myself. "Thank you soooooo much for this party," I said in a whiny voice. "I can't wait till you guys are really my sisters." I wrapped myself around each of them and we exchanged drunken I love yous back and forth. Even Rosalie, who was obviously intoxicated herself, was really emotional.

She rapidly pulled back and stood upright, "Oh Bella, there's something we didn't tell you about these guys," the corners of her mouth twitched into a smile and her eyes met mine. Alice cheered behind me and I felt them lift me up leading back into the direction of the chair. The room was on a slight tilt, which made walking even more difficult than usual. I dropped into the chair. "What about them?" My words came out slurred and I honestly didn't know what she was talking about. Did she say something else? My head was beginning to spin.

The lights dimmed even more, and the music changed to a slow grinding beat. "STRIPPERS!" yelled Rosalie taking a big swig of her champagne. That caught Jessica's attention because her guy slipped away from her and began to line up with the other five. Angela looked taken aback and leaned tensely onto the couch, mouth open in shock. I saw Alice grab a camera and stand off to the side of the room, grinning widely. I hurriedly waved Angela to come sit by me. She ran over and squeezed into the small spot by my side and grabbed my hand.

Before I knew it, all six boys were heading my way, staring directly into my face. Oh my goodness my brain shouted, but I couldn't think straight. All I saw were abs, biceps, muscles, abs, biceps, and muscles. It was a sea of flesh, more than I had ever seen. Angela leaned in closer to me and I heard her whisper, "Oh no, oh no," and cover her eyes quickly. I felt like my own eyes were shocked open. I couldn't take my eyes off the scene because it was so unbelievable. Suddenly I saw Matthew, Rosalie's guy, gyrating right in front of my face.

His crotch was in my face, omg omg omg omg. It was so unbelievable, I couldn't even hide the terror I felt seeping out of my eyes. Then Derek, Angela's guy, turned his back to us and began moving his backside very close to Angela's own face. Her expression was horrified when she turned to me, and we both let out a gasp and then a laugh at the same time. We began to find some humor in the situation. They looked kind of silly, and that mixed into my drunken state helped my relaxation. We began to call at the guys and cheer them on. I couldn't lie, they had nice bodies and it wasn't an eye sore to watch them dancing. I heard Alice snapping pictures and cheering along with us.

After one song, I saw Jessica lock lips with her guy once more in the corner. Rosalie had hers opening another bottle of champagne, and Alice was in a conversation in between taking photographs. David, my clumsy choice who had taken more shots than anyone to loosen up his nerves, excused himself to get some air. I noticed he looked a bit green in the face. I snapped my head too quickly to whisper to Angela, and the room turned upside down. I had to remember not to do that too fast.

The beat of the song changed to a much slower and intimate tune. I knew what was going to happen right away, but I couldn't get the words out fast enough and Mark began to slowly lower his shorts, revealing very tight navy blue boxers. Angela sucked in a breath of air and grabbed my hand even tighter. Derek followed in suit, and they each lifted a leg up onto one arm of the chair. I watched as Mark began to rub his hands over his chest through his hair, moving steadily in front of me the whole time. I heard him breathing heavily, eyes boring into mine. I saw his hands slowly run down his chest onto the elastic band of his boxers. I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed my head as far back into the chair as I could manage. I knew he was going to take them off, OH MY GOD, he is going to naked.

CRASH

I started and saw Alice's camera lying in pieces on the floor.

"Oh no," she said meekly, meeting my gaze. "The boys are here."