a/n Please note that all WitFit entries are unedited. No beta. I don't own Twilight.

***This takes place before Chapter 4, A.D.P. It's weird because I didn't want to stay in high school with the next prompt but the plot generator made me think of this scene and I had to go with that. I have to write the scenarios that first pop into my head from the prompts. I have strange OCD fic behaviors. So you know Edward's age but I'll refresh - he's a junior in high school. Emmett is 3 years older than Edward.

Word Prompt: Spice

Plot Generator—Idea Completion: Living on the edge.

An idea or concept is presented. Follow where it leads you.

I paced around my room and contemplated if I should go out back. Emmett would be here any minute and I couldn't see us having this talk in here. I laced up my shoes, threw on my hoodie and headed downstairs.

Mom was driving back from Seattle with Renee and dad was still at the hospital so I had the house to myself for a little longer. Bella had left an hour ago to get ready for her girls night. Tyler had invited me over to play video games but I was too worked up. I didn't want to be around a bunch of guys my age and hear them talking about the only thing we really thought about. Bella wasn't like all the other girls they would bring up and I never let them mention her around me. They would have noticed I was on edge though and assumed it had something to do with Bella - like most of the things in my life. My mind was pretty set but I still needed a real friend to talk to that I wasn't in love with.

I grabbed a couple of water bottles and the basketball by the backdoor. I flipped on the outside light just as I heard Emmett's truck coming down the drive. I went around front to meet him and eyed the truck. It had a covered bed he'd carpeted to protect the artwork he would deliver for Rosalie. Emmett was just like our dad. Confident in everything he did and felt whereas I was more like mom - over thinking and over planning everything. Emmett met Rosalie and knew he wanted a life with her and how he was going to make that happen. I met Bella and felt like I wasn't going to understand anything in life again.

"Why you checkin' out my truck?" Emmett walked over to me and jerked my hoodie over my head before snatching the ball and heading to the back.

He made a couple of shots while I figured out how to start.

"'Sup, E? You playing or what?" He bounced the ball towards me and we started a little one-on-one. He was an intimidating defender but I was faster.

"I wanted to know if I could borrow your truck," I asked as I swiveled around through an opening and went for a jumpshot. It bounced off the rim and Emmett caught it.

"For what?" He went to the top and dribbled through his legs a few times. He drove into my left side, making a play for a layup.

"Bella and I need a place to do it," I blurted out. He made the shot but let the ball bounce away when he whipped around to look at me.

"Are you talking about sex?"

I didn't reply but shoved my hands in my pockets and nodded.

"If we're going to talk about this, you need to man up and use your words."

I swallowed and took a deep breath. "Bella brought up having sex today and I kind of agreed."

"Okay," he said slowly. "Does this mean you're going to finally-"

"No," I said quickly.

"Right. Just sex then," he said unconvinced. "Because that always works out well."

"This is why I'm talking to you," I replied in a huff. I picked up the abandoned basketball, bounced it a couple of times and made a shot. Emmett grabbed the ball coming down and held on to it, looking at me to continue talking.

"We've talked about sex before," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "Just never about doing it with each other."

"You're both virgins still, right?"

"Yeah, that's the point. Well, that's why she brought it up this afternoon." I recounted our conversation to Emmett:

"I've given this a lot of thought, Edward, and I think we should do it." We were sprawled out on my bed as I was flipping through channels.

"Do what?"

"Sex."

I stopped flipping and turned to look at her. "Have sex? Together?"

"Yes. I want my first time to be with someone I'm comfortable with and I know they care about me."

I didn't know what to say other than gape at her silently and sit up straight. I was becoming too aware of our positions.

"Just think about it. I know your mind is trying to work through this but you'll see it's pretty logical. We're best friends and we both haven't done it yet. I know we're going to end up doing it in the next couple of years and who will it really be with but some random person we don't even care about."

"Your view on sex is a little cold."

"Exactly! I want my first time to mean something."

"But what's the rush?"

"Because we're going to end up giving it away to worthless people. I know about you and Lauren."

I cringed from the memory and knowing I didn't tell Bella about it. Lauren had a big mouth in more ways than one.

"It doesn't bother me but do you want to have sex with her?"

"Hell no." She didn't look bothered but I was surprised she was being so calm.

"But you want to have sex more than ever now, don't you?"

"Bella." I shifted uncomfortably. Just the talk about having sex was making me hard and I hadn't overcome my embarrassment from her knowing about Lauren. I wanted to ask what else she knew about it but let it go.

"I messed around with Jake over the summer."

"What!" All my embarrassment was replaced with rage. "He's such a dick! What did you do with him?"

"I didn't do what Lauren did to you but I don't know. I let him do some stuff."

I didn't like it. I hated it. I moved away from her to sulk on my couch but she plopped down next to me.

"I had the same reaction about Lauren." She looked apologetic and I felt badly. I had no right to be angry but I couldn't stand Jake. He'd been trying to get with Bella for years. He was her first kiss and now her first whatever they did. It made me sick to ask but I had to know.

"Why Jacob? Do you like him? Maybe he should be..." I trailed off because I couldn't even voice the idea of him being her first but if she really liked him, I didn't want to hold her back.

"No way. I've never liked Jake. Not like that. It was stupid."

"When did this happen?"

"Over summer. I was hanging with him and Seth at his house. Seth left and no one else was home. We were watching a movie and the people onscreen started having sex. It got us talking and then fooling around. Only out of curiosity."

"I doubt he was curious about anything. He knows what he wants." I tried not to sound bitter but it was impossible to be any other way.

"Do you know what you want?"

It was a loaded question. I wanted too many things and I wanted them to be perfect.

"Yeah. Okay let's do it."

"Great!" Bella stood up, unbuttoning her shirt and walking back towards the bed. I jumped up and stopped her hands.

"Are you crazy? We can't do it here. We can't do it yet."

"Why not? No one's home."

I walked out of the room, calling back to her. "Downstairs."

She followed me down the steps. "Why do you want to do it downstairs? The bedroom is pretty obvious, don't you think?"

I led her to the kitchen and pulled out the island stool for her to sit. I moved around to the other side to give us a little distance while I organized my thoughts.

"We aren't doing it today or anywhere in this house. I've got to plan this out. Take precautions. You know how I am."

"Yes, I do. I was just hoping your horniness would win out."

I started pacing the kitchen. "Have you even thought about afterwards? How will we handle that?"

"I don't know. We only do it once?"

"That's a good idea!"

"Or we do it all the time."

"No, once is good. We share the experience together but continuing would be a risk."

"Sure."

I stopped pacing and frowned at her. "This is already weird. 'Sure?'"

"No. Edward, no. That sounds smart. We do it once for a safe, controlled experience."

"We've got to have ground rules, Bella."

"I know you think we need them."

"I know we need them."

"What's going to be next? No kissing on the mouth?"

She made no sense. "What?"

"Nothing. It's like 'Pretty Woman'."

"Why wouldn't I kiss you on the mouth? If we're having sex, I'm going to want to kiss you."

"Forget I mentioned it." She fidgeted a little and started to blush.

I picked up my pacing again and partially mumbled to myself.

"We have a lot we need to cover before we do this."

She hopped out of the chair. "Well you can get a rough outline for us and I'll look over it later. I need to head out."

"Where are you going?"

"Girls night. Movie and then Victoria's for a slumber party."

"I don't know if you should keep watching movies. They clearly have a big influence. And weren't you trying to have sex ten minutes ago?"

"I thought we could fit it in before I left."

I crossed my arms and shook my head at her. "Wham, bam, thank you, sir?"

"Better you than someone else, right?" She laughed and winked before leaving the kitchen. I walked her to the front door and watched her climb into her mom's truck. She rolled down the window to say something as she turned to head down the driveway.

"Let me know what you figure out about birth control. I need to be on the pill for a least a month if we're doing this without a condom."

She drove off laughing as I stood on the porch with my hand in my hair. Another thing to plan.

"Wow. Doesn't surprise me really," Emmett said. We were sitting on the back steps, drinking our water. "And you think losing your virginity in the back of my truck is a good idea?"

"There's no way I'd feel comfortable in our houses and we can't go to a motel. That's cheap and people would know what we're doing."

"A truck sounds a little cheap. You want to bring her to the apartment," he suggested.

"No way. Rosalie can't know. Besides, I would make the truck nice. Take us somewhere secluded."

"Rosie would be fine with it," he pushed.

"Em, no. She'd talk us out of it and..."

"You don't want to be talked out of it." My expression gave me away. "I get it, E," he smiled and took a sip from his bottle.

He stood up, scooped up the ball and opened the door to go inside. "We're done," I asked.

"Absolutely not. I'm making us sandwiches and we have a lot to talk about before mom gets home. You need to know some things." He put his arm out against the doorframe, blocking me and I looked at him, puzzled. "First thing you need to know. This will change everything no matter what she says or what you think."

He waited a beat then turned to go inside, leaving me for a moment with those words.