Music: Hot N Cold - Katy Perry

A/N: Please review! I am interested to hear everyone's predictions for everything, plus I want to hear what you guys think should be improvement. (: As always, I don't own any of these characters...

BPOV

"Um, excuse me miss, this is for you." The waiter stood nervously behind me with an icy bottle of champagne. "I think you are mistaken. We didn't order that." I smiled sheepishly. "You are correct that you didn't order it, but it is compliments of the owner." He motioned to the bar where the guy in the suite was standing with another guy who was much more built; the buff one raised his glass in my direction as the waiter popped the cork on the bottle.

"They also asked for me to give this to you." He slipped a small cream colored envelope out of his jacket pocket and laid it in my hands. "Enjoy ladies."

"Bells, can you believe this? This stuff only happens in movies." Angela squealed as she sipped on her glass. My friends nodded in unison as they all clinked their glasses together for good luck. I was still peering at the envelope the waiter had placed in my hand. "Are you going to open it?" Rose inquired as she took another sip.

I nodded as my fingers lifted the flap, it was a simple invitation scribbled on a slip of paper. They had invited us to the opening night of a new club in uptown, HOM. I had never heard of it, clubs were not really my scene. I would go out if it was part of the plan, but it was never my first choice.

"So?" Alice's eyebrows rose as she tried to sneak a peek at the card.

"They invited us to the opening of HOM. It's somewhere uptown. I've never heard of it and it sounds so sketch. I mean, what are we supposed to do, just roll up and say these two creepers bought us drinks and invited us here?" I rolled my eyes at such a ridiculous idea.

"Are you being serious right now, Bells? HOM is supposed to be the next big thing. People have been on the waiting list just to stand in the general admission line for months and we just got invited to actually go in!" Rose's excitement could hardly be contained as she wiggled in her seat.

"Oh my gosh! We have to go! We just have to!" Angela's large smile just encouraged Rose, and they soon began discussing dress options for the night.

"I can't believe that we are going. I haven't been out dancing since we graduated. Uh, this is amazing! Free drinks and tickets in one night! Bella, whatever you did tonight, keep doing it." Alice winked at me as she quickly added her thoughts on whether Rose should go with black or red for the opening night.

I nodded in agreement. As exciting as this was, I still felt a little uneasy. We didn't know these guys, and sure, they could have great intentions, but there was just something about them that made shivers run through my body. Their eyes were dark, in both meanings of the word. His eyes were almost an inky black and, if they could talk, I am sure that they would have a very dark tale to tell. Of course I would never share these reservations with friends because they would brush them off, telling me I was too paranoid and I needed to lighten up. At any rate, however, I needed to start taking risks with my life, and this would be my first risk.

"So, what color should I wear?" I asked pensively as all my friends let out a little squeal.

EPOV

They enjoyed the champagne immensely, Emmett was right, it was a nice gesture. I could tell that the invitation to the club caught her off guard, her face showed utter confusion as she discussed it with her friends. I felt ridiculous as I kept glancing at her table, but I couldn't help it. She was beautiful, especially when she was deep in thought. Her nose was crinkled at the bridge as she shook her head in disgust at something that one of the girls had said. I had hoped that the invitation would be well received; I wanted to see her there that night, and even if she did bring her friends with her, that would be fine with me. I watched them pay and leave and I never said a word to her. That wasn't typically my style, but something was holding me back.

"Yo, E, are you coming with me?" Emmett waved his hand towards the door. The restaurant was closing up, and I had no plans for tonight. It wouldn't hurt to get out and see the boys either. These past few weeks had been hell for Emmett and I, working ridiculously long hours to get together a deal that was finally on the last stages of development. "Come on!" Emmett's deep voice echoed in my thoughts as I started for the door.

"So, do you think they'll come?" Emmett's throaty voice broke my thoughts. I had been thinking about a host of things, but mostly the girl in the blue dress.

"I think they will. They looked like girls who liked to have fun, and anybody who is into fun will be there." My smile was genuine, HOM had been in the making for a few years and it was finally ready to overtake Manhattan night life.

"Do you think they know who we are?" This time, Emmett's voice was low, quiet, and aggressive.

I shook my head harshly, "I doubt it. Their faces would have read much differently when they found out my name, and if they did know, they are damn good at hiding their shock. I don't think we have too much to worry about. They are probably just twenty-something girls, oblivious to the happenings in the underworld."

Emmett laughed as he parked the car. "You are always good at reading people." He punched me in the arm as he got out of the car. Little did he know, but my ability to read people didn't really offer me much help with women.