Chapter 9 - Bad Girl
Lights come on I trans-transform, gimme that, baby come, come on, I could do it all night to the break of dawn – Danity Kane (feat. Missy Elliott)
"Sooo…guess who wants to meet you?" Alice said cutely, sipping her non-fat skim Chi latte.
"Who?" Jasper asked curiously as he tightened his hold on her waist when he felt her shiver from soon-to-be-winter wind.
Jasper had an early shoot for Burberry's new coat collection, so he came over to 'steal' her away for lunch, as he now put it. They were walking back to Alice's office after a quick Starbucks lunch run.
"My best friends…they've been harassing me to introduce you. We're all going to Marquee tonight if you wanna come. We're going to meet at my apartment first."
"I'd love to meet your friends," he said taking a sip of his coffee.
"Great! I'll just text you my address later," she said bouncing happily. Rosalie and Bella had been on her as tight as spandex on a dancer.
"Thanks for lunch Jazz," Alice said using the nickname she created for the first time as they rounded the corner to the office.
"Jazz? Well I guess that works," he replied. "Anything for you darlin'," he said softly before pressing his lips to hers in a sweet goodbye kiss.
"Al! Have you seen my Chanel chain? I'll going to deprive myself of Alexander McQueen for a year if I loose it!" Bella yelled as she frantically ran into Alice's bedroom. She was so nawt in a good mood and this didn't help.
"Ohhh, I borrowed it earlier," she said nonchalantly as Rosalie zipped up the back of Alice's black Zac Posen caped-sleeved ruffled mini dress. "Look on my vanity."
"What!" Bella screeched at the top of her lungs. "Al you know I love you, but couldn't you have told me this before I had a heart attack!"
"It went with my blouse…jezz," she said with a shrug of her shoulders. "Why are you so wound up B?"
"Yeah you're tighter than my Under armor pants. What's wrong?" Rosalie said worriedly.
"Sorry Alice. I'm just stressed with the paper," Bella said as she flopped down on Alice's bed next to Rosalie.
"It's okay, we still love you," Alice said as she handed Bella the chain of pearls.
"I don't know about you girlies, but its Friday night and I want to go out!" Rosalie said. "Lets do a quick outfit check, it's ten thirty."
Squealing, the girls ran into Alice's closet and stood in front of her wide ceiling to floor mirror.
"Dang we look hawt tonight ladies!" Rosalie said giggling.
Bella was classic in a skin-tight black sleeveless LPD dress that stopped just at the knee in a pencil skirt like hem. The high neck line of the dress would look Barbra Walters-ish on any other person, but not on her. With her five inch Manolos, single strand of pearls and wavy locks she put their beloved Audrey to shame.
Rosalie was modern in a loose black Rachael Roy mini that tapered in mid-thigh. It had large sections cut out of the long loose sleeves. She had pulled her hair into an ultra-high pony, letting it swing in between her bare shoulder blades.
Alice was funky in her ruffled mini. The wide emerald and amethyst studded belt accented her slim frame and added a touch of flare that even Mrs. Victoria Beckham couldn't pull off.
"I'm so sorry Rose," Emmett said the second after he walked in the door. "Professor Wacko made us write a fifty page report on the various types of criminal law. I swear God created law school just to kill the students of a…" he said trailing off when he noticed how little Rosalie was wearing.
Grabbing her waist with his hands, Emmett smashed his lips to hers, trying to get as close to her as possible.
A shiver ran down her spine when he whispered in a husky voice, "You know you look stunning right now, right?"
"Well hello to you too," she said giggling and still a little dizzy from his touch. "And don't worry, everyone else just got here."
Giving him a full view of her bare back, Rosalie grabbed his hand and pulled him into Alice and Bella's living room, her pony swinging.
When Rosalie didn't hear Emmett behind her, she turned on the heal of her Jimmy Choo peep toes pumps to find him staring at her longingly.
"Are you doing this to kill me baby," he said when she rapped her arms around his neck. Oh 'baby' that was new.
Playing with the curls at his neck, she said softly, "What would ever give you that idea."
After kissing the shell of his ear, Rosalie playfully slipped out of his grasp and ran into the room, Emmett following.
After introducing themselves, the group slipped on their coats and started towards the club.
Despite Bella's worry, the guys all got along really well, almost like brothers. Their conversations ran from the new Wolverine movie, to which team they thought would win the Stanley cup.
"IDs please," the bald club doorman said without looking up from his clipboard.
As Bella took her ID out of from her clutch, she felt the man's eyes on her. When she looked up to give him the card, she realized she was right.
The scumbag was raking his eyes up and down the girls making Bella feel violated; they weren't even out of their coats yet!
"Is there a problem?" Emmett said harshly, as he placed his arm around Rosalie's shoulder. The other guys followed suit when they noticed the doorman's perverted stares.
"Oh, uh n-no," he stuttered. Emmett's tall stature looked pretty intimidating; the guy actually looked like he was going to pee himself. "You ladies have a nice evening."
Heck yes. They were going to have more fun than the Hills cast when they went to Cabo.
"We're just going to drop our coats off and we'll meet you in the lounge. Okay?" Alice said to the guys as they walked through the door.
The lights were very dim, the music blaring. The club was filled with young people dancing like they were in a Flo Rida music video; the first level was a dance floor, the second a lounge and the third a restaurant.
The club had just opened a month ago and quickly became the "IT" spot for New Yorkers because of its trendy atmosphere.
"Can we get you anything?" Jasper asked politely pushing his hands into the pockets of his Calvins. They felt empty without Alice's small hands to fill them.
"Cosmopolitan," the three girls answered simultaneously as they turned in their heals.
3OH!3's Starstruck created a nice background as they strutted towards the coat room.
Nice Legs, Daisy dukes makes a man go (whistles)
That's the way they all come through like (whistles)
That really was the response they were getting as they walked toward the stairs to the lounge. The men were practically drooling like they had just seen Megan Fox and the girls were glaring enviously.
After climbing up the metal stairs, and dodging multiple free drinks from drunk morons who though they had a chance, the girls searched for their guys.
When Rosalie spotted them sitting in a booth towards the back, they started walking to them.
When Rosalie looked closer, rage ran through her.
Three girls with dyed platinum blond hair were sitting next to THEIR guys smiling seductively. When she looked at their outfits, Rosalie threw up in her mouth. Their halter dresses were more like shirts, and the necklines plunged so low that the fabric ended at their waists.
The image of Jennifer Lopez wearing Versace at the forty-second Grammy Awards suddenly flashed through Rosalie's brain, except JLo had much more class.
Lord bless them, all three guys were leaning in the opposite direction, looking like they were trying to find a way out.
"Al, B, look. We got a couple of Lohans on our hands at ten o'clock," she said as she nodded in the direction.
Alice and Bella stopped immediately and glared in the direction.
"Oh, so nawt happening," Alice said through her clenched teeth.
She didn't know whether to
a) Throw her pumps at the girl
b) Poor a drink on her head
c) Tackle her on the table
There was no way Alice would ever waste her Monolos on the airhead, so she just listened to what Bella was saying.
"Pul-ease this is going to be easy girls," Bella said confidently.
"Ready?" Alice asked, already knowing the plan they had developed three years ago in case they were to get into this situation.
"Yep," Rosalie said shortly. To be blunt, she wanted to whack that bimbo in the head for thinking she had a shot with HER Emmett.
Yes, he was hers.
Strutting to the beat of Pitbull's "The Anthem," they walked over to their table.
Pretending not to notice the Britney Spears look-alikes, Alice walked around them, grabbed her cosmo from the table and pressed her lips to Jasper's, surprising him.
The other girls did the same and not bothering to wait for a response; they walked back in front of the table where the blonds were standing looking stunned.
Creating a line in front of the table, Alice and Bella put one hand on their hip and Rosalie stood in the middle with her harms crossed. Turning their cold practiced glare on the stunned girls, Rosalie tapped her foot waiting for a response.
"Oh like so you guys are like-" the one girl said nasally.
"Yes," Alice said cutting her off.
"Oh we like didn't like kn-" said the other like she was pleading for mercy.
"You're right, you didn't," Bella said sharply.
She could hear the guy's snickers and Emmett's 'Ohhhhh, need some ice?!!' behind her back.
"You and your knock-off Monolos can go now," Rosalie said smiling sweetly. She was almost scarier when she acted sweet.
Rosalie knew they nailed them when their faces turned red and they ran to the stairs.
"Never underestimate Women in Black!" Alice squealed as the girls shared a round of high fives.
To insure they wouldn't get drunk like during their many college sorority parties, the girls made sure not to drink that much. To say that they couldn't hold their alcohol very well was an understatement.
The group was headed back to Alice and Bella's apartment where the guys would drop them off since Rosalie was spending the night.
Bella was tired, like really tired. Dancing for three hours could take a lot out of a girl who just got over a major fever.
Leaning into Edward, Bella reminded herself not to drag her heals unless she wanted scuff marks as they walked back to her apartment.
"Thanks for coming tonight Edward," she said sleepily resting her head against his side. She knew that he had responsibilities at his restaurant.
"Of course, I knew Nate could handle the cooking for one night. I only got two frantic phone calls and the guys are really cool," he said looking down the street where the rest of the group was walking about fifty feet away. "Plus I got to see you completely tell off a girl right in front of me."
"Ugh, don't remind me," she grumbled.
"Don't be embarrassed sweetheart. It was actually really hot," he whispered in her ear. Bella was thankful it was so dark because Edward couldn't see the blush that was flaring on her face. He just implied that she was hot!
"Hey Bella?" Edward said looking down at her. She could fell him hugging her closer when he asked shyly, "Will you be my girlfriend?"
Smiling brightly up at him, she placed kisses along his jaw line….his strong, beautiful jaw line.
"Can I take that as a yes?"
"You can definitely take that as a yes," Bella said as a new boost of energy ran through her body.
With a wide smile on his face Edward placed a kiss on her forehead and her small ski slope of a nose, and then melted into her lips.
"Hey Al, can you play the messages?," Bella shouted as she pulled on her C&C silk pajama pants. "My mom was supposed to call about Thanksgiving."
Alice and Rosalie wanted to stay up and break down Edward's every word, but as ecstatic as Bella was about her new hawt x 10 boyfriend, she desperately needed sleep.
"Sure, one sec," Alice said.
Bella grabbed a camisole from her dresser and walked to the phone as Alice hit the button.
The silk fell from her frozen hands when she heard the familiar deep husky voice from the message machine,
"Bells I need to talk to you. Call me back baby. I was stupid and…and…I'm sorry."
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!!! Before you go all Gossip Girl on me and say WTF, breath, inhale and exhale...Are you okay now??? Don't worry, I have the next chapter already thought out in my head. PLEASE don't throw your copies of Teen Vogue at me!!!
As always thank you for reading
xoxo
Lex