Author's Note: Blah, blah, blah: Roller derby out of town excuses. Blah, blah, blah: FFn uploading fail. I won't bore you, but do take note that the every two weeks posting schedule looks like winning right now because I will be out of town pretty much every weekend for roller derby. Sorry. That said, I love you. Thanks for the reviews and for sticking this out with me. Now, time for drama!

~Tay

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all things related to Twilight. I own a recent derby victory on the track. 118-42 bitches!

It's Saturday and Esme's place is on point. There are so many fucking people here it's crazy. A lot of them are older, but they seem cool. Some of the guys are giving me and Carlisle stink face, but fuck them.

They're just jealous because the hottest girls here are with us and not them.

Knowing that they want to be me, a lowly high schooler, makes me feel like a king. The only down side is that I can't leave Bella alone for one fucking second. All eyes are on her and Esme, but they know this is Esme's house so they aren't fucking with her...too much. Her brother must have warned them.

I still haven't met Esme's brother and I haven't seen Clay since we dropped him off. He sprinted up the stairs as soon as we got here and hasn't been down since. We've only been here forty minutes or so, but with all the hungry eyes around it feels like a lifetime. Luckily I'm not driving so I can have a beer or two to take the edge off. I'd hate to be Carlisle though.

I look over at him while he sits on couch opposite me while we hang in the basement. For any other party, this room would be used by the potheads, but Esme put her foot down. Apparently she's got a soft spot for one of the couches and refuses to let it smell skunky.

I'd bet a bill it's the one her and Carlisle were making out on when they first got together.

There are a few people dancing around. Esme hooked up a projector to play a visualizer with the music pumping around us. She says it'll give the party more of a club feel. She's kind of right and it's only a matter of time before Esme's tugging on Bella's arm.

"Come on, Bella." I don't think I've ever heard Esme whine before. It's kind of funny. Especially since I know Bella will fall for it.

Bella folds her arms across her chest. "No way." She's trying to be stern. It's hilarious. "You know I don't dance."

"Oh, come on! It's not like anyone from your school is here." Esme has a point. I look around and realize I don't know a single person in here other than Carlisle. It makes me a little uneasy, but I brush off the insecurity quickly. "Besides, since you aren't spending the night to help me clean up in the morning, the least you can do it dance with me."

Bella's face pinks a bit before she bites her lip. Esme's almost got her. "Don't give me the guilt trip, you know I can't stay." Her eyes dart around at the end of her sentence. I've never seen her do that before and I think I know why, too.

"You're lying!" Esme calls her out before I can and Bella's blush confirms it. "You know good and well that you haven't even asked your dad if you can stay or not." She sighs really dramatically. "It's not a big deal. I guess I'll be fine cleaning by myself."

As if to make Esme's point clearer, a blonde in a black mini skirt trips in front of us as she walks by and spills the majority of her drink. She looks at the mess for a second before just dropping her cup and returning to get a new one.

I try my hardest not to laugh at Bella and Esme's obviously affronted faces.

Esme turns to Bella with a single raised eyebrow.

"Fine," Bella relents with a sigh. "I'll call my dad and stay to help." She's wearing a small smile by the end of her sentence.

Esme claps and squeals before pulling Bella out to the makeshift dance floor. I catch Carlisle's eye before we both brake out into laughter. Fucking girls.

It's almost a half hour later before I see Clay coming down into the basement. I've had about four drinks total for the night and my vision's getting a little fuzzy around the edges. There's a guy behind him. Although I've never seen him before, he's easily recognizable as Esme's brother - he has the same crazy caramel-ish, bronze-ish hair as hers, though his is short and sticking up everywhere. I think he's going for a just rolled out of bed look. Whatever. And if that wasn't enough, his eyes are a bright green giveaway as to their relation.

I can tell he's kind of a pretty boy, not only by the way he walks, but by the way all the girls seem to swarm around him and Clay as they make their way over to the makeshift bar. I look at Carlisle to see if he's watching these chicks trip over themselves just to get to these guys.

I raise my eyebrows. Are you seeing this shit?

Carlisle rolls his eyes really big. I know, right. He huffs. Whatever.

I snort into my beer before taking a long pull. Yeah, whatever.

I stay on the couch, but scan the dance floor for Bella and Esme. I spot them easily. Esme's moving gracefully, trying to seduce Carlisle - I guess - while Bella's got her eyes closed, gyrating a little off beat and totally fucking adorably. Nudging Carlisle with my foot, I motion with my beer for him to look. He chuckles along with me.

Esme soon catches sight of her brother and jerks Bella over to the side. I guess she wants to introduce them. I get an uneasy feeling in base of my stomach. It must be from all the beer.

I look over at Carlisle again. "So, that's Esme's brother?" The music's too loud and I have to shout more than I want to.

Carlisle takes the hint moves down onto my couch. "Yeah, that him."

"What's his deal?" I look over at her brother again. He rakes a hand through his hair before shaking Bella's hand. I feel heat rise in my chest.

"I don't really know," Carlisle explains. "He isn't home much, but Esme's always talking about him. I guess they're pretty close." He shrugs.

I nod, watching as Esme wraps her brother in a tight hug. "What's he going to school for?" I don't really care about what he's study, but can't stop my curiosity. Something about him isn't sitting right with me.

Carlisle shrugs again. "Fuck if I know." He sighs and stretches his arms behind his head. "All I know is that him and Clay have some classes together and they're always hanging out."

"Hm," I nod and sip my beer again, never taking my eyes off of my girl. She's just standing there awkwardly, but hasn't looked my way yet.

"Why, what's up with you?" Carlisle's observant as always.

I try to act indifferent, shrugging and stretching out as I sigh really big. "Just making sure he's not some kind of creeper if Bella's going to be staying the night here, you know?"

I glance over at Carlisle, but he's staring right at me with raised eyebrows. You worried about it? "You cool?"

Thinking, I look back at my girl. She finally catches my eye and blushes when she realizes I'm watching her, giving me a small smile before being drawn back to Esme.

I turn back to Carlisle. "Yeah, I'm good." I down the rest of my beer.

"Yo, Carlisle! Jasper!" Clays calls from across the room.

We both look up and make our way over to the gathering. There are tons of girls around as we brush past. As soon as I'm close enough, I tilt my chin up to Bella. She's only a foot or two away from me, but it's too far. She takes a few steps in my direction before rising on her tip-toes and kissing me softly on the lips. I snake my arm around her waist and she twists so her back is to my chest, sinking against me.

Esme sidles next to Carlisle and Clay starts making introductions. "I'm sure you've seen this little hooligan around." He lightly punches Carlisle in the shoulder. "With him dating your sister, and all."

Carlisle nods with a "Hey, man," and Esme's brother replies with a "Yeah, we've met."

His voice surprises me. I expected it to be kind of light and girly, one of those guys that thinks they're slick with the ladies. In reality, it's kind of deep and smooth, even a little rough. I notice some of the girls around us perk up a bit.

Clay continues on, breaking my concentration. "And this is Carlisle's best friend, Jasper. He's Bella's boyfriend."

Something about the way he stresses Bella's name gets heat rising through my chest. It makes my hair prickle and suddenly I'm not so sure I want to meet this guy.

He sticks his hand out anyway. "Hey, man. I'm Edward." His green eyes flash and his grip is too tight for this to be a friendly greeting.

I squeeze his hand back just as tightly. "Jasper." When I finally let go, I kiss the top of Bella's head and smirk as she sighs, melting against my chest even more.

I tighten my hold on Bella, wrapping my other arm around her waist. My empty beer bottle clicks against her belt buckle and she notices.

"What me to get you another beer?" Bella tilts her head up towards me.

I peck her lips twice. "Sure. Thanks, babe." I've never called her that, but now seems like as good a time as any to stake a claim on what's mine.

She blushes, but doesn't complain before walking towards the beer. I take the time to notice what she's wearing - skin tight, dark wash jeans held up with a seatbelt belt buckle and a black halter top shirt that exposes her back and reveals the tiniest sliver of skin along her midriff.

My dick takes notice of how phenomenal her backside looks as she bends over to reach inside a cooler full of beer. I adjust myself as I look away, not wanting to pop a stiffy around mixed company, only to realize that I'm not the only one appreciating the view.

I barely notice that Clay is talking with Esme and Carlisle as I clear my throat to snap green eyes from my girlfriend's ass to my face.

I tilt my head to the side as I look at Edward. Watch yourself, man.

He ignores my silent threat as he glances at Bella's ass one more time before striking up conversation with me. "You and Bella been together long?"

I don't get where he's going, but I don't want to leave any doubt that she's with me. "Yeah, a couple months."

"So it isn't serious then." Half of his mouth turns up into a smirk and my body goes rigid all over. I see red.

I want to break every bone in his body.

I want to rip his face off.

I want to incinerate him.

I want to dance and sing as I string his entrails around a pyre.

I raise my eyebrows and we both take a step forward. A challenge. Our body language says the same thing:

Bring it fucker.

Bella returns at the perfect moment, placing a beer in my extended hand. I guess I was ready to punch his fucking lights out.

"They're out of Miller, so I got you a Bud. Sorry." Bella bites her lip as she looks up at me from where she's re-snuggled against my chest, facing me this time. It's enough to break the trance.

"It's okay, baby." I make sure I say it clearly and loudly, but not too loud. I don't want Edward to know he's getting to me. And to make sure there's no mistaking that she's my girl, I kiss the tip of her nose and palm her ass in my free hand. "Bud's fine."

She giggles and wedges her face into my chest, sighing as she wraps her arms around my waist, squeezing tightly. I slowly rock her side to side and kiss the top of her head before looking up. Blazing green eyes meet mine.

Edward's stare is cold and I know that this is in no way over.

Suddenly, he smirks again. Keeping my stare, but turning towards our forgotten friends, he starts talking. "Yo, Clay. What time did you say it was?"

Clay pulls out his cell phone. "Shit!" He runs a hand through his blond hair, his blue eyes panicked. In this instant I realize how similar he and Carlisle look. "That's what we came down here for in the first place." Clay looks to his brother. "Mom wanted me to get you back in town before one A.M. and it's already a quarter passed." His phone vibrates in his hand as he speaks. "Fuck! That's her now. We gotta go man. We still have to make the drive back."

I look at Edward who has a salacious grin on his face and my heart stops.

Fuck, I have to go home.

Fuck, Bella's staying here.

Fuck, Edward lives here!

This asshole is going to be here while my girl is here...

And I'm not.

Fuck!

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A/N: Yeah, throw them tomatoes at me! Did you really think I wouldn't put Edward in this? Seriously? Ha! Blue Review buttons send expletives my way!

~Tay

Rec P.s. - Guarding Bella Swan by Coachlady1. It's hilarious and snarky and complete! Rich Bella thinks her standoffish father, Charlie, hired the quiet and sexy Edward as her driver. Little does she know, someone's been kidnapping and ransoming millionaire's children. Charlie wants to keep his prized asset-Ummm I mean DAUGHTER- safe, so he hires Edward as her bodyguard. Two years and several deaths later the stakes are higher than ever. But what happens when Bella decides that Mr. Tall, Brooding, and Handsome needs to talk to her instead of ignoring her idle chitchat? And when the sparks fly in a new relationship, will the lovers be blinded into not taking notice of their dangerous surroundings? This is good, so go read it NOAW!