I had spent the rest of the week trying not to think about Edward, but it didn't work. I'd had to rewrite my English paper because I realized that I didn't know if Romeo had piercing emerald eyes. I had accidentally written Edward instead of Einstein on my history test. Worse, Alice said I talked about him in my sleep constantly. She was getting used to my constant mumbling, but she says his name comes out crystal clear.

Tonight we were going to the dreaded party. Alice had spent 3 hours on my make-up and hair. What made the torture worse was that she was having fun.

"Alice, you can't be serious." The outfit she'd placed on my bed would have made Lauren, my high school's tramp, nervous.

"What's wrong with it?" Alice walked toward me looking ready for the red carpet rather than a college party at a guy's apartment.

I crossed my arms over my chest and eyed what she had chosen for me with trepidation. "Nothing, except of course the lack of material."

"You're going to wear leggings and this jacket." Her words calmed me a bit.

"Fine," I was dressed and ready to go in about 10 minutes. The walk to the apartment was short and crowded. It seemed like everyone was going to this party. I was worried they wouldn't all fit. When we arrived at the apartment, I was proven wrong. It was huge.

When we got inside the blonde boy immediately took Alice to the dance floor. She looked so happy. Her happiness overshadowed my sense of abandonment.

I scanned the room looking for a familiar face. I stopped breathing. On the couch a few feet away was my angel. Edward was talking animatedly with someone. I wanted to hear his voice. The beautiful tone was just out of earshot. I moved closer and regretted it immediately. I had not seen who he was talking to until that moment. The beautiful statuesque blonde. Her figure was perfect in a stunning red dress.

I turned for the kitchen. I had the sudden urge to drink. I didn't know why I was so upset. I knew that Edward had not been an option for me. He was perfect. God would not have looked upon me with such grace. I couldn't deny how perfect they looked together. Whoever she was would make him happy. I needed to get over him.

I picked up a can of beer and contemplated it. The urge to drink had faded upon picking it up. I smelled the unfamiliar liquid and held it an arm's length away. How could people drink this stuff? It smelled disgusting.

"What, no heels tonight?" I dropped the can causing it to spew all over me. My hair was soaked and the beautiful voice chimed in a chuckle. I turned to see the beautiful eyes behind me. I wanted to run but his smiling gaze had me frozen.

"Here," he took me by the hand. A charge zinged in my fingertips. I wasn't sure I'd be able to stand much longer. "Let me help you get cleaned up."

He pulled me to a room and closed the door behind us. He let go of my hand leaving me in the center of the room. I took the time to survey the room. The only light was coming from a computer screen on a professional looking desk. The background was a picture of Edward, Alice's blond guy and a really big guy. They were all wearing football uniforms, but obviously not for our school. I would have guessed that it was their high school team.

"Do you live here?" I asked, trying to find him through sonar.

"Yeah, with my brother and Jasper." I heard drawers opening and closing, but my eyes had yet to adjust enough to see where he actually was. "My parents didn't want Emmet and me living in a dorm. My mother babies us too much."

"So this is your party?" Stupid question, Bella.

"No, Emmet's the big party man. Jasper and I usually just enjoy them. Though," Edward sounded thoughtful, "Jasper looks pretty happy tonight. He hasn't stopped talking about Alice since she fell into his arms." He chuckled, "Is it really safe for two such clumsy people to be friends?"

I scowled, "She isn't clumsy. She did it on purpose."

"She fell on purpose?" He was questioning her sanity as much as I had.

"Yeah, she wanted to get his attention." My eyes were just beginning to adjust and I was able to make out his outline.

He chuckled, "Well it's a good technique." He walked back to me and handed me a pile of cloth. "They won't look nearly as good as what you're wearing right now, but they're dry. Plus I put a towel so if you want to wash your hair." He took a few wet strands between his fingers. I felt suddenly light headed at the proximity. He smelled amazing.

"Th-thank you," I stuttered embarrassingly.

"My bathroom's through that door." He pointed to a door behind me, causing his arm to brush mine.

I nodded and headed toward the door on the other side of the room. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the T.V. flash on as the springs of this bed squeaked. Was he really going to wait for me? Part of me was excited, but the rest of me was nervous.

I turned on the shower needing the warm water to calm my nerves more than washing out my hair. What did he mean by the technique working?

Stop it Bella. You're getting yourself worked up for nothing. You saw how happy he and that blonde were together.

Okay, I really need to stop talking to myself. I got in the shower and distracted myself with the new information. The blonde guy's name was Jasper, and he was head-over-heels for Alice. This was good. I had a good feeling about them as a couple. I was not going to hear the end of it tonight. I had only known a single Alice. I couldn't imagine how hyper and excited a taken Alice would be.

I stepped out of the shower and dried off. Edward had handed me a rather large shirt and a pair of sweats. I rolled the sweats up at least four times. Edward was so must taller than me. I picked up my cell off the counter. It was almost 10 o'clock. I knew the party was still in full swing. I wondered if Edward would mind me staying in his room till it was over. Alice would kill me if I went in looking like this.

I went to open the door, but immediately lifted my hand from the knob. What if the blonde was in there now? I didn't want to go in and find them together.

I was about to call Alice to save me when there was a light knock on the bathroom door. "Hey, do you wanna watch a movie with me? I don't really want to go back into the party. Excessive underage drinking isn't something that I want to watch."

I breathed a little easier. "Sure, I'll be out in a minute." I looked in the mirror. Alice's work was a mess. I had scrubbed the make-up away and my damp hair showed no signs of the hairspray hold that Alice had forced into it. I was fairly plain, but it was too late to worry about that. I shouldn't have dropped the can.

I finally gathered the courage to leave the bathroom. I slowly turned the handle and placed one bare foot onto his soft carpet. I looked over to see him lying across his bed staring at the TV in front of him.

He looked over and smiled at me. That beautiful, damn, crooked smile. I had to look away blushing so I could breath.

"Why don't you pick the movie? I can't decide." He pointed to a stack next to the TV stand.

I was curious and slightly nervous to see what kind of movies he liked. I flipped through them in amazement. He had several of my favorites. He had the entire Indiana Jones Collection, the Die Hard collection, and every James Bond movie. There were other movies, but I was torn between Indiana Jones and James Bond.

I took my choices back to him and asked his opinion. "Harrison Ford or Sean Connery?"

He looked over them, "Professor Jones."

"Raiders of the Lost Ark it is." I popped the movie in and went back to sit awkwardly on his bed. My back ram rod strait and my legs hanging over the front.

"Relax, I'm not going to touch you." Edward could see how uncomfortable I was. I tried to relax, but it was hard. He was so close, the smell of him intoxicating. I really had no reason to drink with him so close.

I decided to make him feel better by laying on my stomach across his bed. My hair fell over my shoulder creating a very nice curtain. Though the smell of his shampoo in my hair only intensified my awareness of him.

When Karen Allen's character was being kidnapped, there was a knock on the door. "Ed, Alice is looking for her roommate. She says that you might be able to help us find her."

I was thankful for the curtain that I'd created. There was no way that Edward could see my blush.

"She's in here, Jaz. You can tell Alice not to worry."

The door opened and my pixie roommate came bounding through the doorway. Her first expression was relief, then surprise, then fury. "Bella, what are you wearing. I spent hours on you this afternoon. I turn my back on you for a few minutes and you ruin all my hard work."

"I think she looks beautiful." The musical voice next to me sent chills down my spine.

"Alice, did you want me to walk around covered in beer?" I asked looking up at my friend. "I really did need to change."

"And ruin your hair and make-up?" She sighed. "Why did you spill beer on yourself? You should be more careful." She was pinching the bridge of her nose with her forefinger and thumb.

"That was kind of my fault." Edward was taking the wrath of the raging pixie for me. He was my hero right now. "I think I surprised her."

"Well you shouldn't have been drinking, Bella." She must have been worried when she couldn't find me.

"I wasn't Alice. I was just…holding it." I didn't want to explain my sudden urge for the drink. I was afraid to mention to Edward the forgotten Blonde who was probably looking for him elsewhere.

Alice sighed again. "Jasper and I are going to grab something to eat. I'm tired of all the drunken idiots. I was going to ask if you wanted to come, but you seem pretty comfortable right now." She paused for a moment and made her tone more suggestive. "Should I expect you back tonight?"

"Yes, Alice," I rolled my eyes, but the blush gave away my true feelings. "We're gonna finish this movie. I'll probably be asleep before you get back."

"Don't worry, Alice." Edward's voice was not something that I could grow accustomed to. "I will get her home safely." Then he turned to me, "but only if she promises that this will not be the last time that we see each other."

I was sure that he could feel the heat radiating from my blushing face. I nodded feebly under the penetrating gaze that made me feel like pudding.

"Okay, then I'll see you in the room, Bella." Her mood had brightened exponentially. She took Jasper's hand and practically skipped out of the room. Jasper grabbed the door handle on his way out and closed the door leaving us alone again with our movie.