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Chapter 8: Skinny Dipping?

EPOV

Bella and I were already in the bar. She had decided that her new identity was 'Dixie Normous'. Quite frankly, I didn't think the bar hopper was paying any attention to her fake ID at all, however was rather absorbed with her.

We were sitting on the bar stools, not speaking, so I decided to clear the awkward vibes and speak.

"Wanna drink?" I asked.

"I thought you'd never ask." She smirked. "I'll order..." And the bartender approached. "Hi, can I have two shots of whiskey?"

"Coming right up." A moment later the drinks came.

"Thanks. How much do I owe you?" she smiled at the man.

"Anything for you, gorgeous. It's on the house."

I narrowed my eyes at the over-confident bartender and watched as he scurried away. I sipped the hard liqueur with uncertainty. I've had alcohol before, at parties, but this was different. Much stronger.

About six shots of whiskey later, I was done. Completely wasted.

"Bella," I slurred, "Ay-Ay-Ay. Under my umbrella, Bella, Bella, Bella. Ay-Ay-Ay."

BPOV

Yup, he was drunk and I was feeling a little tipsy as well. I fell of the bar stool. Very tipsy. "Edward, we should go."

"Okay little muffin cake," What the fuck? Wow...

"Uh, sure."

"Bella, you know your name means 'beautiful'?" he questioned, barely coherent.

"Yes..."I said warily.

"It suits you. You're the most beautiful girl in the world" I giggled. I had to admit he was cute when drunk.

"Are you sure you're not high, as well?" I asked rhetorically, while passing 'Forks Pond."

Edward stopped, ignoring my sarcasm. "You know what we should do, Bella-Wella?" He smiled a goofy grin.

"What?"

"We should go swimming..." His hand shook while gesturing to the pond.

"Edward, the gates are locked, it's past midnight, and we don't have bathing suits." So being drunk turned Edward into a daredevil and me into a wuss?

"We don't need bathing suits." He breathed, alcohol radiating from his breath.

"I'm not skinny dipping, Edward!" I laughed. I had to admit, the bad-boy side of him was hot.

"I know, I know, even though I really wanna see you naked. We can just go in our underwear!" His comment didn't bother me knowing he was flat out wasted. And it seemed like a fun idea...

"Okay, fine." Breaking the rules was my expertise anyways...We both hopped over the closed fence. I imprinted my feet in the wet sand and walked to the waters edge. The ivory reflection from the moon bathed in the black waters, supplying us our only light.

My heart thudded in my chest as Edward began to strip, rather slowly, unbuttoning his shirt. He slipped off his dark wash jeans, and was left, clad, in navy blue boxers. I couldn't help but stare at his perfectly sculpted chest. I then looked up at his face. He was already staring me.

"Your turn." he smirked. I sighed. It wasn't like he'd remember any of this in the morning. Hell, even I wouldn't remember anything. I grabbed the hem of my tank top and pulled it off over my head, revealing a read bra. I looked over to see him watching, his eyes wide, his jaw unhinged.

"Turn around, you pervy little drunk." I said and he chuckled.

"No! I'll cover my eyes. "Pinky swear!" He covered his eyes, but I could tell he was peeking through the spaces between his fingers. I ignored him and went back to undressing, just slipping off my jeans, uncovering my bra's matching undies.

"Kay, I'm...changed." More like unchanged, my mind countered.

Edward looked me over for a while and I felt uncomfortable being this revealed. "Enjoying the view?" I asked.

I expected a witty remark, rather than, "Yes. You look really fuckable right now."

I froze, blood flooding my cheeks. Man, this kid was horny when he was drunk! "Edward, just get in the water before I kick your corrupt little ass!"

"Yes ma'am!" He smiled and sank into gentle waves. I placed my foot in the water. The temperature sent shivers down my spine. I slowly glided into the cold, my body heat eventually seizing the shivers that rippled through me.

I sunk my head into the pond and started swimming. I looked to the right of me and saw Edward slice effortlessly through water. When he resurfaced, he nodded his head vigorously, his sodden hair shooting drops of water in my face.

"You asshole!" I laughed, and took off after his retreating figure.

After we decided it was a fair time to go home, we got dressed and headed back, water devouring ourselves.

"Hah! That was fun, Bellzy-poo!" He laughed and I laughed along with him.

"I know! So fun..."

"Sooo..." He slurred, "How 'bout we go to my place for a little 'one-on-one' time if you know that I'm saying?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"Cullen, you're such a badass when you're drunk. It's so hot..." Oh G-d! Did I just say that out loud!?

"Isn't it? Then why don't you wanna come over?!?" He whined like a six-year old and started playing with the hem of my shirt. It really turned me on.

"Cause you're drunk!" I started, pulling away from his closeness. "And you don't like me...in that way. And also, because I only like you as a friend as well," I lied, my mind fizzling slightly, "You're just wasted and are gonna forget all this in the morning! And we'll be back tomorrow at school, friends, without any memory of us half-nude in the pond...alright?"

"Yes, mom." Edward chortled. "Mommy, can you tuck me into bed tonight? And spank me when I'm a bad boy?"

"You're ridiculous," I laughed under my breath.

I walked Edward home. There was no way he was going walking alone in his state of mind. Apparently, only his brother was there. His dad worked late and his mom was on some business trip in Arizona. Jasper was awake and helped me take Edward to his room. He offered me a lift home but I declined and told him I'd walk. Alice would shoot me if she found out I was in the same car as the guy she liked. So, I walked home and snuck into my bedroom from the open window. I dragged my feet to my bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I dozed off into a dreamless sleep...

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I woke up the next morning, my head weighing a billion tons. It pounded with an inevitable force. Ugh. I hate Hangovers. I was well aware of the churning acid inside my stomach so I leaned to the side of my bed and vomited... Oh no, I thought. It was Monday, which meant there was school...

Which meant there was Edward...

A/N: PLEASE READ!THIS IS IMPORTANT! I just posted the prologue for the sequel of Player Meets Girl. And it's called, Player Meets Game.

The summary: What ever happened to Edward's player days? When Bella transforms into a stay-in-dorm-all-day-studying wallflower and removes Edward from her list of #1 priorities, the 'old' Cullen comes out to play. How long before they realize that games end and there's always a winner? AH, OOC.

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