This chapter is much longer than my others. I had it split up but we (bb my beta and I) decided it should all be in one chapter. I hope you like it. I had to work in some new stuff, and some major Grease stuff and all of that and I hope I did it justice!

Thanks Bethaboo, JDSK & Fire&Ice for all the encouragement cause I'm needy.

Cake-Daria

BPOV

Edward walked around the car and opened the door for me. He grabbed my hand, pulled me out of the front seat, kissing my lips as I stood.

Sigh.

I looked into Edwards green eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist. Neither one of us moved for a minute.

Things had been good for us since we "officially" began dating but there were still some issues we were adjusting to.

The main one was his friends, or our friends, as I had come to see them. Edward was most comfortable when we were alone and he was content to spend all our time that way. He was happy hanging out at my house, or his house or in the back seat of his car…

Not that I minded, which was the second part of our problem. I was so into Edward I needed to come up for air everyone in awhile too.

And then there was the final part of the problem. As much as I was falling for Edward I was having some problems with his history with the girls at school. I literally think he had dated every remotely attractive girl in the school before I moved here. They treated me more like I was just a passing phase than a girlfriend and they were all waiting in the wings for him to move on.

Part of me was waiting for him to do just that, move on. Which made me want to hole up with him and keep him all to myself.

So, here we were, at the Diner, scene of my dreaded date with Mike, going out in public. Edward threaded his fingers though mine and we walked up to the door. "Last chance," he mumbled as he pushed it open. I shook my head and walked through the door.

I saw Alice and Jasper sitting at a table across the restaurant and started in their direction. As I reached out to wave Edward dragged me the other way and slid into a booth. I sat down across from him and gave him a look, preparing to start my lecture about living outside our personal bubble but before I could open my mouth and say anything he reached across the table, pulled my face closer and kissed me again, giving me his crooked smile when he was finished.

"Stop. Doing. That," I said, trying to sound forceful. I could feel my face grow warm and my stomach drop. I was putty in his hands and he totally knew it.

"What? I just wanted to kiss you," he said innocently, but his eyes were evil. Classic Edward, always thinking he could get his way. But I wasn't going to let him win this time.

"You know what? I'm calling them over," I told him and the evil glint turned to panic.

"No! No, no, no. Please no," he begged and grabbed my hands as I stood up and gestured to Alice and Jasper. His desperation is what made this whole thing so out of control.

I could hear Alice squeal from across the room and at the same time Edward groaned and rested his head on the table. I reached over and messed his hair. "Be nice," I said softy, "you promised," and he sat up, pouting like a child. Sometimes his pathetic behavior was shocking.

Alice and Jasper appeared at our table holding their plates and drinks. "Hi Bella!" Alice smiled at me. She looked at Edward and said "Move over."

Edward shifted just enough for her tiny body to squeeze in next to him. Jasper slid in next to me, put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a huge grin. I smiled back but when I looked over at Edward I realized he was glaring at Jasper and making some kind of hissing noise. Jasper must have noticed too because he retracted his arm and scooted about a foot away from me.

I ignored them and asked Alice, "Did you get your invitation to Lauren's party? Wasn't that crazy?" This whole Sweet 16 party was completely out of control. Lauren had shown up at each house hand delivering invitations. The party had a 20's theme and we were all expected to go in costume.

"Oh my gosh! It was amazing. I hope they use the part where she came to my house on TV!" Alice gushed her hands fluttering around the table, "Did you see the camera crew at school the other day? They came into my English class to film Lauren and I'm sure they got some good shots of me." Jasper smiled at her and nodded in agreement which was weird since I don't think they even have English together.

"Well, they'll probably use the part where they came to my house don't you think Edward?" I said. We smiled at each other and I felt my face burning, again.

"What did you do?" Alice asked, her eyes darting back and forth between us. Edward looked at me and I nodded, letting him know he could tell. Seriously, it was probably going to be on TV in the next couple of months so we may as well share now.

"Bella and I were at her house when the camera crew showed up with Lauren who was dressed in her flapper outfit. We were in my car, you know, hanging out." He shot me a look and I felt his fingers spider web across my knee under the table, "Lauren apparently went to the house and when no one answered she became really upset. Screaming about how it was her party and how dare the chosen few who had been invited not be at home when she arrived to hand out invitations. We heard her and hid in the car. At some point she must have noticed my car because she walked over to the car yanked open the door and we both fell out into the mud. The crew was filming the whole time of course." Edward was shaking with laughter as he told this story. What he didn't share was that his hands were up my shirt and I was trying to find out if he went commando at home like he did at the beach.

The answer to that was yes.

"How are the dresses coming along?" I asked, turning to Alice. She was designing us costumes for the party. I had not seen them yet but Alice assured me they would be fabulous. I was just glad I didn't have to go looking for something.

"They look great! I can't wait for you to try it on, I know you will look amazing," as she said this she turned slightly towards Edward and gave him a wink.

We spent some time talking about the costumes. Alice wouldn't tell the boys what we were wearing but she had found suits for the guys that sounded spectacular. The party was going to be held in Port Angeles since there were no facilities large enough here in Forks. We had heard Lauren had hired a band but it was a big secret so no one knew who it was. I could only imagine it would fit with her theme.

I noticed Edward seemed to have relaxed a little and we were both doing an excellent job of talking and interacting and not just gazing into one another's eyes which, embarrassingly enough seemed to be what we did when we were together.

Just then we saw Rosalie's car pull up in the parking lot. Emmett got out and scrambled over to her side but not before Rosalie opened the door, jumped out and slammed it shut. Walking quickly towards the Diner with Emmett trailing her she swung open the door and came towards us.

There was a collective sucking of air as we she walked in our direction. Rosalie had been an even bigger bitch than usual lately and she was lashing out at everyone. Seeing there was no room at our table she turned to Emmet and gestured to the table next to us. He ran over and pushed the table and two chairs to connect to ours.

Edwards hand reached for mine under the table. He began rubbing circles in my palm with his thumb. I noticed he did this when his friends were around, and it seemed to make him calmer.

As long as he was touching me he could use me anyway he needed.

Never one for awkward moments, I decided to jump in, since my goal was to mingle more with the group, and asked, "Edward, my dad really wants you to come over on Sunday, have dinner with us and watch the game. Do you think you can come?"

The whole table looked at Edward expectantly. He opened his mouth and hesitated. "Ummm…I don't know Bella. I don't really like dinner," The look on his face was pathetic, like he seriously couldn't come up with a better excuse.

I stared at him with what I could only imagine was total confusion on my face, "What? You don't like dinner? What kind of answer is that?" I was getting pissed. Why did he keep looking at them instead of me?

I noticed the group was hanging on to every word of our conversation. Rosalie had a small smirk on her face and Emmett and Jasper were trying to contain their laughter. Edward's face turned arrogant and his voice became bored, "Look Bella, I don't like parents. Sorry." He shrugged ending the conversation.

For now.

Under the table Edward squeezed my hand and began his thumb rubbing again. Oh, hell no, I thought and pushed him off of me. I shot him a dirty look.

If things were uncomfortable before they had become increasingly tense after that interesting exchange.

Alice finally spoke, "Rosalie, we were just talking about Lauren's party, are you excited?" Her voice was a little high and shaky, with false enthusiasm.

"Yeah right, Alice. Like I am excited about going to the spawn of Satan's party," she snapped back.

Emmett put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Come on baby, you know it's gonna be great. I already have some tricks up my sleeve to make it even more memorable." He grinned at her.

Rosalie shoved his arm off her shoulder and stood up. She looked him with death in her eyes and said, "Don't call me baby." She grabbed her clutch, hit him across the back of the head with it and ran out of the restaurant. Emmett sighed and looked at the rest of us. I smiled back at him weakly, and he got up and walked out after her.

Alice began gathering her things, "Okay, now that we are past that, I'm ready to go Jasper. I have to start working on my hairstyle for the party, and order some accessories online as well. Then I have to find something for you to wear," Alice said and she pointed at Jasper's chest. He smiled and then snatched her hand, clutching it in his own. They said goodbye and walked off. They seemed to have made a lot of progress.

I looked over at Edward and he gave me a slight nod. He noticed too. Then I remembered I was mad at him and scowled.

He slid out of his side of the booth and came over next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in. I struggled against him, but not enough to make of a difference.

I looked up at him and said, "You don't like parents? Edward, come on." He looked so guilty and scared, I almost started laughing.

He kissed the top of my head and breathed in deep, smelling my hair. Finally he spoke, "Bella, I'v never had to actually meet a girl's parents before. I know I met your dad at the beach but, you know, that was different."

I settled into the seat facing him and holding his hands in my own, I started to argue with him but he stopped me. "I just don't know if I'm good enough for you Bella. There's so much about me you don't know and I don't want you to know. Something about me walking in through the front door and sitting with your dad makes me feel like he is going to see through me. That you will see though me. The longer I put this off the longer you may not realize I'm not worth your time." His eyes were turned down and he was speaking softly.

I reached up and rubbed behind his ear, tilting his face up to look at me, "So, you're good enough to come through my window at night but not the front door? Edward, I already see through you and I don't see the bad person you think you are, I see the warm, loving, funny, sweet person in front of me. You can't be afraid to show this side of yourself to other people." I told him this slowly hoping he understood my words.

I could see the pain and conflict on his face. Like he wanted to be the person I saw but that he really wasn't sure it was real. I pulled up to my knees and palmed his cheeks. I looked him in the eye and kissed him softly, wanting him to feel the honesty and love I knew was in my heart.

For once, Edward did not deepen this kiss but left it gentle, moving at the pace I'd set. My heart began to swell as I felt him smile in my mouth, and he breathed into me a small "thank you," before crushing his mouth to mine.

It was Saturday, a week before Lauren's party, and everyone was talking about it. Lauren Mallory and her Sweet 16 party was the biggest thing to hit Forks since, well, ever. There had been TV crews all over school, at the diner and at our football games. Everyone had started dressing up to go to the grocery store or the post office just in case they caught their five minutes in front of the cameras.

A week before the big event I was at Alice's, with Rosalie, trying on my costume for the millionth time. I had to admit I was impressed by Alice's design abilities. She had created a costume specifically for each of us. Mine was a classic flapper dress, creamy white, with layers of fringe from the top to bottom. It had two thin straps over my shoulders, a deep V neckline, and the hem hit me mid thigh. I was modeling it in Alice's floor length mirror and shook my ass a little, make the fringe shimmy.

"Edward is going to die when he sees you in this dress!" Alice stood behind me, messing with the zipper in the back.

"Thanks Alice, I really like it, you did such a great job," I said, turning to give her a big hug. It was amazing that she was so talented and her dresses fit our personalities so well.

I appraised the dress she was wearing, it was a black with silver art deco beading across the bodice and it hung in delicate petal-like layers from the dropped waist to her knees. It was gorgeous and it fit her tiny body but huge personality perfectly. For some reason she had her hair wrapped up in a huge scarf but I assumed she was working on some new style and shrugged it off.

She hugged me back and smiled, "I am so glad you like it, I would do anything to get you out of those jeans and t-shirts, even just for one night!" I rolled my eyes at her. She made it sound like I dressed like a hobo half the time. I agreed though and was hoping maybe this dress and the party would give Edward and I an opportunity to move things forward a little more in our relationship.

"Leave her alone Alice," Rosalie said nicely, making Alice and I look at each other suspiciously. "Edward seems to like her clothing choices, but, knowing him she's probably naked most of the time they are together anyway." She looked me up and down before continuing, "I can't see why else he would be with her." Her voice was smug and it hinted of something, maybe jealousy?

I cringed. Rosalie's comment hit a soft spot and she didn't even know it. I hadn't told anyone that since we had gotten back together Edward wouldn't go further with me than some heavy make-out sessions and I was getting seriously frustrated with the situation. Part of me was happy to know Edward wanted me for more than sex but another part of was trying to figure out why he was clearly so different with me.

I felt the anger bubble up my body and spew out of my mouth, "What the hell Rosalie? You have been riding my ass about Edward since I got here and I don't know why. Are you jealous? Are you one of the many fuck buddies he had before I came? Is Emmett not enough man for you that you have to try to take mine too?" I was in her face, and the little pieces of fringe were shaking as I let out all the anger and insecurity I had been feeling for weeks.

I stared her down, taking in her whole bitchy self. She was a goddess, dressed up in Alice's costume, a full length gold satin dress, that hugged her amazing curves from her breasts, all the way down her hips to the floor. It had a black band of velvet around her breasts, cinched in the middle, accentuating her model like figure. I felt like a child in her presence. There was no way Edward had been with her and could be satisfied with me.

Rosalie returned my glare, her face set, but her deep blue eyes were swimming with sadness, she smoothed out her voice and said, "Bella, you know nothing about me or my 'fuck buddies' and as for Edward, I am not interested in that nor have I ever been, he's all yours. And Emmett, well, he can kiss my ass. I'm done with him." She turned her back to me and began peeling off the elbow length, black velvet gloves she had been trying on.

I was still fuming inside but I was also a little shocked. That was the most Rosalie had said to me directly in months, and it was in the most even tone I had ever heard come out of her mouth. Maybe the key to Rosalie was telling her to fuck off. I glanced at Alice and she had a concerned look on her face.

"Rose, what do you mean you're done with Emmett?" Alice asked walking over to her and touching her arm. Rosalie shoved the gloves in Alice's hand and stripped off her dress. Standing in her bra and panties she frantically began putting on her clothes.

Alice spoke again, "Rose, what's going on?" her voice was concerned, "what about the dance?"

I was standing on the sidelines watching this unfold, but I had no idea what was going on. Somehow the fight between Rosalie and I had taken an entirely different path. I had the impression that Rosalie and Emmett had liked each other for sometime and everyone was pretty happy they had finally got together but something had happened in the last week to change all of it.

Rosalie pulled her shirt over her head and flipped her long, blond hair out of the collar. "No, Alice, I'm not going with him. I've made other arrangements," she said not explaining more. She slipped on her shoes and made her way to the door. "Thanks for the dress babe, I'll talk to you later," she said, walking out the door.

We sat in stunned silence for a couple of minutes and finally Alice walked over to her huge makeup table and put her face in her hands.

"Alice? Are you okay?" I asked still not sure what was going on. I walked over and rubbed her shoulders.

"I'm fine, I just have no idea what has gotten into Rose lately. I know she can be a bitch but that was overboard. And she has been crazy about Emmett forever. I have no idea what's happened between them," she confessed looking at me through my reflection in the mirror. She sighed, and fiddled with her head scarf before saying, "Then, I am having some problems of my own and they always get dwarfed by everyone else's needs and I'm just feeling a little stressed."

I felt terrible. I had been so focused on Edward and my stupid little insecurities that I hadn't noticed any of this. "Alice! I am so sorry. I had no idea you were struggling with anything. You always have so much energy and then you and Jasper seemed to be doing well, so I just totally missed it. Tell me, what's going on?" I sat down on the floor giving her my full attention.

She signed and looked up with tears in her eyes. When she finally spoke it was so quiet I hardly could hear.

She whispered, "Bella, I'm a total failure."

"What? What are you talking about?" I asked completely mystified. Alice was the most together person I knew.

"You know how I want to be a designer and beauty specialist and I have been taking classes at night and on weekends in Port Angeles?" she said and I nodded. "Well, I guess the design part is going okay but the beauty part…"she trailed off and began sobbing.

"Alice, you are so gorgeous and you always look amazing. I can't imagine you're having a problem, remember this?" and I pulled up my shirt and showed her my belly ring. "You did this and it didn't hurt or anything!"

Slowly, she began unwrapping her head scarf and revealed the most shocking, bubble gum pink hair I have ever seen. It was almost neon. I felt my jaw drop and I literally used my hand to push it back up.

"Look what I did! I ruined my own hair and I have no idea what to do. I can't go on TV looking like this and everything I try just makes it worse!" She was frantically pulling at strands of hair as if she could pull the hideous color off with her fingers. Her shoulders slouched and she said, "I dropped my classes. I'm just so embarrassed. There is no way can go back after this."

I tried to keep an even expression but her hair was a total disaster. I had no idea what to say. What do you say when they look like a mixture between Jem and the Holograms and that girl that 'won' Rock of Love? I was speechless.

She noticed my silence and began to cry even harder. I sucked it up and put on what I thought was my most soothing voice. Giving her a hug I reassured her, "It's going to be okay. I promise. We have a week to fix this and if you can make me a fabulous dress, I can help you fix your hair!'

She wiped her eyes and smiled at me, "I just feel so stupid. Like such a cliché. Alice Brandon is a beauty school dropout. I feel like some guy is going to come down the stairs and start singing about what a fucking loser I am. Bella, promise me you won't tell anyone, okay?"

I smiled back and nodded, "Of course not! Come on, let's see what we can do," and I grabbed her hand and walked towards the bathroom.

EPOV

I walked out of the administration office with a crisp, white sheet of paper in my hand. Ms. Cope, the office secretary was putty in my hands since I overheard her and the Spanish teacher discussing my "attributes" last year in the teacher lounge. I'd been able to use that to my advantage in many ways and signed excuse notes were one of ways I choose to reap the benefits.

I stopped in front of the door to Bella's classroom and swung open the door. Mr. Carlisle was sitting at his desk doing some kind paperwork while the class worked quietly at their desks. My eyes roamed the classroom for my angel and I found her in the middle row. Unfortunately to her left was that dumb ass Mike Newton, who was not looking at his own work but was gazing at Bella.

I swear that kid wanted a beat down.

I stood in front of Mr. Carlisle's desk and cleared my throat. Twenty pairs of eyes looked up and I made sure Newton saw me first. He slid back in his seat and became very busy with the book on his desk.

"Mr. Cullen, how can I help you?" I heard Mr. Carlisle ask from behind me. I gave Bella a wink and turned around.

"I have an excuse note for Bella Swan," I answered and handed over the paperwork from the office. He looked it over slowly, making sure it wasn't a forgery, I'm sure, and finally motioned for Bella to get her things and leave.

As I was leaving, Jules, the girl I'd been seeing earlier this year shifted her long legs in front of her desk and mouthed "call me" seductively from the front row. This is the shit I had no idea how to deal with. Since I had been with Bella I had made no moves towards any of these girls but they weren't giving up. They seemed to think this was a phase that would pass or they were waiting for me to blow it.

Join the club.

But, they had no idea I was hooked on Bella and even if she left me, none of them could ever take her place.

I leaned back against the wall of lockers and waited for Bella to come outside. When she finally emerged I strode across the hallway meeting her halfway, kissing her before she could speak. She eagerly accepted my kiss and pushed her tongue in my mouth and pulled my hips into hers.

Bella was going to be the death of me.

I pulled back and grabbed the bag off her shoulder, took her hand and led her down the hallway.

"Ummm…Edward, not that I mind, but what's with the excuse?" she asked while pulling my other arm over her shoulder and snuggling into my body.

"I missed you," I answered truthfully, giving her the patented grin, "and Ms. Cope likes to help me out, she thinks I'm cute."

Bella voice became false with concern, "Oh she does? I knew I had competition here at school, but I never knew it would be with someone who had so much power."

She put her finger to her lips and kissed it before placing it on my own. She pulled away and began skipping a few feet ahead. Glancing over her shoulder she gave me a wicked grin and darted in one of the side doors that led out to the parking lot.

I followed her, watching her hips sway in front of me, taking deep breaths to control myself.

I jogged to catch up and reached for the passenger side door handle and pulled it open for her. Before she sat down she tipped her face up and gave me another slow kiss. As I closed the door behind her, I sighed, and walked around the front of the car.

I loved everything about Bella. She was beautiful and fun and her spirit was so pure, but she wasn't entirely innocent, not by a long shot, and every move she made sent my body into overdrive. My dick was permanently hard just being near her and I had spent more time tending to those needs alone than ever before.

I wanted her. All of her. And I could tell she wanted me just as badly but I was holding back. I was afraid I was going to lose her if I showed her that side of me. I had no idea how you balanced loving someone and fucking someone, so I was playing it safe.

I moved into the car and put my keys in the ignition. Before I could turn the key Bella was climbing over the center console and straddling my lap.

This is one of the many reasons I drive an old car; the seats are huge and there is plenty of room to move around. She began kissing my jaw and worked her way down my neck, stopping in the dip of my collarbone to suck the flesh.

I shifted under her, my perpetually hard dick starting to throb. I pushed her back a little , making her lift her head and cocked an eyebrow at her.

She leaned back in and licked the spot she had been sucking once and said, "That should work."

I waited for her to explain further but she began wiggling her ass into my cock instead her breasts were at eye level and pushed out as she arched her back over my steering wheel. I reached my fingers up to trace the patterns of her lace bra visible through the fabric of her shirt.

She shivered under my touch and I felt my dick pushing harder into her. Bella's face was flushed and she looked me in the eye and said my name softly, "Edward." She pulled back my collar and rubbed the spot on my neck with her thumb, explaining, "I was marking you, so all of your girlfriends know you are mine. Even Ms. Cope." She moved her hand up to my face, pulling it to her and bit my lip. "Now, I want you to mark me. So that everyone knows I'm yours."

She moved her hands to the bottom of my shirt and began inching her fingers up my body. She spoke again, with determination in her voice, "Take me home Edward. Mark me. Fuck me. I want your scent all over me."

My body reacted to her words and with out thinking I pulled her closer into me and shoved my tongue down her throat. I wanted to suck the life right out of her and pull her into my own.

But then my brain somehow kicked in over my hormones and I stopped.

Groaning I pushed her back, trying to restrain myself from doing exactly what she said. If it were any other girl that's exactly what I would have done. I would have been out of that parking lot in a split second and carrying her into my house, up the stairs, throwing her on the bed and fucking her silly.

Damn.

This was Bella and I cared for her. Respected her. And I totally wanted to screw her hard.

Just not yet.

The sound of sniffing interrupted my thoughts. I felt Bella move off my lap and back into her seat. I grabbed for her, but it was too late. She was crying, of course, because I'd just brutally rejected her seconds after she'd put it all out there for me.

Who does that?

Edward Fucking Cullen.

God. I was so bad at this.

"I can't believe I just threw myself at you. Gah. I feel like such a loser," she said while wiping her eyes with her sleeves.

"Bella, you are not a loser. That was, hands down, the hottest thing any girl has ever said to me." I told her and grabbed her hand and placing it on my engorged dick, "This is what you do to me. You send me over the freaking edge."

She looked up at me with confusion on her face, "I don't get it then, Edward. You say I turn you on and that you want me and clearly, "she gestured at my crotch, "you do on some level. But, what the fuck? What's wrong with me that you won't take me to your bed?"

I was really, really bad at this.

I took a deep breath and ran my hands through my hair before speaking, "Bella, I do want you. More than all those other girls combined, but I'm trying so hard to do this right. I want treat you the right way and love you the right way. I don't know, in the past I definitely didn't do that with the others. I treated them like crap and they always came back for more."

I stopped for a minute to give her a chance to react but she just waited for me to continue, staring down at her hands, tears still seeping down her face. "I always took what I wanted when I wanted it, but Bella, you make me work for it. All of it. And this is something I have to work for with you. Something I want to work for." I laid it all on the table, just like she did.

I didn't tell her everything though.

Like how she made me happier than I had ever been.

How I paced outside her front door at night, willing the courage to go through the front door and meet her dad, but chickened out every single time and went to her window instead.

Or how at night I secretly planned for the day I would pack a bag, throw her in my car and never look back.

But mostly, that I was afraid I was one moment away from blowing this whole fucking thing up and she would walk away from me.

Here it was. This was probably the moment I had been waiting for since the air in the car was thick as neither of us spoke. On instinct I pushed my door open and ran around to her side of the car, ripping her door open before she could react. Gripping the door frame, I leaned my knees on the seat and crushed my mouth to hers. She grabbed my hair and pulled me closer, kissing me hard until we were forced to take a breath.

"Bella, our time is going to come, sooner rather than later because, well, I can barely keep my hands off you right now and I'm pretty sure my right arm is going to be bigger than my left if I don't get some help down there soon by someone other than myself." I told her this between kisses and I could feel the corners of her mouth turning upwards.

I had almost forgotten we were still at the school when I heard a group of people on the other side of the lot and the sound of someone screeching. I pulled Bella up and we looked to see what was going on.

Lauren.

The MTV cameras were everywhere and there was a brand new Lexus, with a giant read bow on top, in front of the administration office.

As we made our way across the lawn to watch the unfolding spectacle Lauren was prepared to share with the world, I stopped and pushed Bella up against someone's dark blue Honda. I ran my finger down her cheek and wiped away some remaining tears, and asked, "Are we okay?"

She looked up at me with her amazing brown eyes, and told me, "Yes," and nodded.

I pulled my sunglasses out of my pocket and put them on her face, which was splotchy and red from crying.

I laughed a little and said, "Come on, let's watch Lauren Mallory makes Forks History."

We walked over to Emmett and Jasper who were, with the rest of the school, and four men with cameras, watching as Lauren lost her shit on the front lawn of the school.

Lauren was in full princess mode, complete with tiara, screaming, "What is this? I wanted my car tomorrow, at the party. Not today! It's not even the right kind of car! You've ruined the whole thing! I'm cancelling my party!" She began sobbing uncontrollably and fell on the ground, wailing like a banshee.

Rosalie, who had witnessed the entire event, walked over to her and said, "Hell yes, you're having that party! Don't pull this shit on me. Alice made me a dress and I look freaking amazing it so get over your little fit and get in the stupid car and go home." She turned on her heel and stalked off towards her car.

Only Rose, and her vain-glorious self, could trump a spoiled brat crying on the ground. I looked at Emmett and said, "I bet she does look hot in whatever dress Alice made for her."

Emmett looked at me and shrugged, "I have no idea. We're not going together. I've got another date," and with that he walked away.

I looked at Bella and she nodded and said, "Yeah, Rosalie told us the same thing. She's pissed at Emmett for some reason."

I slung my around Bella and led her back to the car. "Whatever. Tomorrow night is all about you and me and the super sexy dress Alice told me she's made for you." I watched the blush run up Bella's neck and face confirming my suspicions. I had a feeling it was going to be a night to remember.

The party is next! I am working on it now-the whole concept stresses me out but I Will Survive-as Gloria says. BTW, go check out my DTE contest Entry...it's sticky. Oh yeah, and thanks for the reviews! Keep em' coming!