A/N: I know it's short, and there's no lemon but school and work are kicking my ass and the lemon I started just didn't feel right. And I don't like putting out anything but my best. So I hope you'll like what I've got – it's all ExB and a little bit of a cliffie – don't hate me, you love it. And hopefully I can get this lemon written, you know what helps that – reviews! And I'm almost over 100. Which is very exciting. Okay you love it, and here's the story!
DISCLAIMER: SMEYER: Twilight as ME: Dirty, Pervy thoughts about Edward.
EPOV (Flashbacks in Italics)
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock, lest I wake up Emmett and incur his wrath. I blinked a few times, trying to read the numbers on the display. 10 AM.
Ugh, great. I swear any class that starts before noon should be banned, let alone lab. I mean hell, at least in lecture I can fall asleep or stare down some chick's shirt, but lab sucks. Although my TA was kind of cute, I bet I could charm my way out of this class when I saw her next week. I may as well check the syllabus before making any big decision, with my luck we'd be taking the midterm the one time I decide to skip.
Stretching I rolled out of bed and stumbled over to my computer, there was a faint pounding in my head and I wondered why. Then I recalled the events of last night, the booze, the game and … Bella.
I smiled just thinking about her. God she was beautiful, I mean, who would turn down a chance at that? A sudden draft came through and I realized I wasn't wearing a shirt; hopefully she was downstairs wearing it and thinking of me.
I was slightly cold, you know being in my boxers and all, but the alcohol was warming me up nicely. Plus, I was anxious to see what Bella's Jenga tile held and the temperature of the room was the last thing on my mind. When she read her tile, her eyes almost seemed to sparkle. But then she let us all in on what it said and I was silently cursing Jasper for being the one that sat across from her. As we all stood up to drink, I knew that she would probably want to empty her cup for this waterfall and I'm not going to lie, I would have been mighty impressed if she did. But I caught a glance at the daggers Alice was throwing her with her eyes and almost immediately we stopped drinking. Then she crawled, she didn't get up and walk or lean in, she was on all fours crawling towards Jasper. And the view of her ass was spectacular to say the least, but I would have given that up to feel her lips on my skin. I remember having to think about my grandma in the shower to contain the erection that was threatening to show itself. Not that I was shy, but I didn't want to be like "Hey, nice to meet you. Sorry about the noise, oh btw here's JOHNNY!" I was watching Jasper intently, and his eyes nearly fell out of his head when she was finished assaulting his neck with her perfect and plump lips. Then he made the comment that I had been trying to work into the conversation. The inevitable boyfriend question and I almost jumped for joy when I heard the answer. She was single. And that was all I needed to know right then. Then she smiled, not the usual cheesy one or the forced one, it was a smiled that reached her eyes and showed a true happiness on her face.
My computer beeped, reminding me about the task at hand. Pulling up the syllabus, I saw that today's class was a chapter review and something else not important. I decided to check my email on the off chance the she had sent us something. Logging into my email, I crossed my fingers.
My eyes scanned down the list: 15% off , Male Enhancement for Less (haha, like I needed that), another forward from dad. And then I recognized the familiar email address. Clicking it, I read through the text and pumped my fist in the air.
YES! She had cancelled class because of some conference. Man, I'm glad I checked this shit, I would have been so pissed to go to class just to look like a dumbass for not getting the memo.
I was getting ready to X out of the page when my inbox alerted me that I had a new message from a HellsBella, without really thinking I clicked the message and waited for it to load.
A pop-up asked if I wanted to download a video, not caring because I had the best spyware possible, I accepted and waited it. Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.
"OH MY GOD!" I screamed at the computer screen, while praying to God that the image on my screen was not what I thought it was.
"What the hell Edward, you know that I don't wake up unless the two letters after the numbers say 'PM'." Emmett growled at me from across the room.
"Have you checked your email today?" I ignored his anger and asked him. I threw a pillow at Jasper who was reading on his bed, having finished all his one class already, to get his attention. "And you, have you?" I was frantic.
"No, I woke up with just enough time to get to class thanks to our little activities last night." He was smiling while he spoke; I knew he enjoyed himself down there with that black haired pixie.
"Dude, I don't even know what time it is let alone care what the hell kind of forward your dad sent us all this time." Emmett grumbled.
"Guys, no lie. You need to check your mail NOW!" I was beside myself. There is no way this could be real. I needed verification.
The room was silent, the only sound was the two other computers in the room booting up. After what seemed like an eternity Jasper turned to me, looking paler than usual.
"Ed…Edward… What's in your inbox?" His voice wavered as he stared at me with daggers in his eyes. Trying to look past him on the computer screen, I saw that he had a video as well.
"Jasper, Edward what are you two freaking – OH MY GOD!" Emmett's mail finally finished downloading and he caught up with the group. "How… how is this possible?" I didn't even have to look at Emmett's screen to know what was on it, my gut told me what to expect.
I stared at my two best friends, my family, and just shrugged my shoulders. I had no words. I saw the faces of Em and Jasper and they mirrored mine.
Replaying in front of me, taunting me was a video, obviously shot incognito, showing a normal looking dorm room with a brown eyed girl sitting on the ground holding a drink in her hand while I, Edward Cullen, was dancing around and stripping. Fearing the worst I turned my speakers on and we were all rudely assaulted with the sounds of Right Said Fred. I turned my speakers off and hung my head in shame.
"I still can't believe you did that Eddie, talk about humiliating yourself just to get a girl's attention." Emmett was shaking his head slowly.
"Oh and what do you call parading around in women's underwear?" I shot back him, reminding him of what was on his screen.
"Well, at least I got something out of it." He mumbled, slightly disheartened.
"Okay, guys – seriously. We all acted like bumbling idiots last night because of those luscious ladies downstairs." Jasper piped in, the voice of reason like he always was. "The question is, how the hell did they manage to video tape all of us without us knowing." Jasper had closed out his video but there was no doubting what was on it, the memory of him giving Alice a lap dance was all too fresh in my mind.
We sat there dumbfounded, none of really had an answer for Jasper's question. We remained mostly quiet, unsure of what to do. Did we go downstairs and confront them? Did we pray that the only copies were sent to us and one day we didn't accidently stumble upon this shit on the internet? Emmett's phone beeped, breaking our silence.
"Dude, Rose wants me to meet her outside of the library in 20 minutes." He said quietly. "What do I do?"
"Go." I said while trying to figure all this out. "Just go and demand an explanation about all this shit."
Nodding, he punched the keys on his phone, no doubt texting her back, and grabbed a change of clothes. He headed off to the shower leaving me and Jasper trying to make sense of what was going on.
"Okay let's just take this step by step. We were horsing around last night before the thunder from down under known as Alice came by and starting tearing Emmett a new one." I ran my hand through my hair, a habit that only showed up when I was incredibly nervous. "Then Rose came up here and guilted us into cleaning up the mess. And we ended up staying to play their devil's game!"
"Dude, you're getting a little melodramatic. Okay, so we came into the room and Bella made us drinks, then we all sat down and started playing." Jasper continued. "You pulled that tile and then Alice leaned over to change the song. You danced around like a little fool."
"Yes, yes. I know." I shook my head. "Then Emmett left with Rose to wear her underwear. It was your turn and you had to give Alice a lap dance. Bella fiddled with the iPod and then you started dancing -"
"The iPod." Jasper said interrupting me.
"What about it?" I was confused.
"Did you notice that before each of our dares, yours and mine at least, one of the girls leaned over and messed around with it?"
"Yeah but they were just changing the song." I said, still very confused.
"True but, I swear the angle that my video was shot from was directly in front of that iHome docking station where the iPod was set up. You know, on that 3 tiered shelf." Jasper jumped up and went over to his computer, double clicking the movie icon and the video of him dancing started playing again.
Sure enough, I could see that the video was shot with him 3/4ths in the shot, like someone wanted to make sure he was there but without compromising the location of the camera. Also it was really hard to make out Alice's face but you could Jasper plain as day.
"Dude, open your video up." I didn't need further prompting as I was heading back towards my desk, ready to double click the mocking icon on my desktop. I waited impatiently for the clip to load and when it did I was flabbergasted.
As plain as day you could see that the two videos were taken from the same height, and the only difference was the angle they were taken at.
"Holy…" I started saying.
"Shit." Jasper finished for me.
Just then Jasper's phone went off and as he checked it I already knew who the text was from.
"Alice?" I asked not really needing conformation.
"Yeah, she wants to meet me at the old stadium in 15." He stared at his phone while punching in a reply.
I leaned back in my chair taking in the events of this morning. I couldn't believe it; we had played right into their hands. I buried my face in my hands only looking up when I heard the door clicking, signaling that Jasper had just left.
I stood up and got my stuff ready to take a shower, as I reaching for my towel my phone went off. Half knowing what the message was going to say, I opened it hesitantly.
Edward-
My room. Now.
-Bella
My jaw dropped and I stared at the screen. Taking a deep breath I dropped all my stuff and opened the door and made my way back to Bella's room. I reached up and knocked on the door, waiting anxiously for whatever she had planned.
BPOV (Flashbacks in Italics)
I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing with thoughts about what had just happened less than 12 hours ago. Edward, the Jenga game, drinking, Edward, plans of revenge. And Edward. Ugh, did he have to be so absolutely sexy. I mean, I could have pulled this prank off easier if he wasn't so damn yummy.
Giving into my restlessness I checked the status of my sent emails. Damn, I guess thinking that they would be up and checking their mail at 8 AM was more wishful than realistic.
I got into the shower thinking about how we had decided to finally pay them back. It wasn't anything too drastic; I mean we weren't going to put the shit on YouTube … yet. As long as they agreed to the terms we were going to set out for each guy, they'd be fine.
I lathered up my hair with my favorite shampoo and let the water loosen up my muscles. I took my time, shaving everything and when I realized I was about to start pruning I turned the water off and stepped out. I dried off quickly, making sure to put lotion on before slipping my robe on and walking over to the mirror.
Taking more care than usual, after applying my anti-frizz serum I separated my hair into sections and began the monotonous task of straightening my hair. I let the blow dryer warm up while allowing my thoughts to drift back to last night.
The sweat was glistening slightly off Edward's naked torso as he sat down after finishing up his little strip tease. I felt a slight twinge of guilt about the fact that there was a camera capturing his every move, ready to blackmail him into eventual submission over the fact that they were the sole reason I got a low grade on my Calc final. I really needed to resist the desire to touch those perfectly chiseled abs, before I threw the whole plan out of whack.
I shook my head, trying get rid of the mental image of Edward's muscles out of my mind. Plugging in the Paul Mitchell Ionic Smoothing Iron my mom had just bought me for Christmas, I began the repetitive steps.
Section off a small chunk. Hold straight with a round brush. Blow dry down and off the brush. Down and off. Down and off.
Repeating the steps to myself as I went through the motions helped distract my mind from the not too distant future and what it held. I finished after about 20 minutes of painstaking blow drying, my hair was halfway there. Most days I'd just leave it at this, but today was different.
Today it needed to be perfect. I sectioned my hair in about 6 different layers and settled in for the long haul. Mindlessly sliding the hot plates over my sectioned off hair, I inevitably ended up thinking about last night.
Jasper was currently grinding on Alice to the sounds of Ludacris, my hand was haphazardly laying on Edward's thigh. I didn't really realize it because I was entranced by the bizarre mating ritual that was taking place in my room. I almost jumped up when I felt a cool touch on the back of my hand. I tried to act sly and look down and figure out what the new sensation was. I gasped slightly when I saw Edward's thumb tracing small circles on the back of my hand and heard him chuckle slightly, knowing that I had been caught. I turned my palm up and caught his fingers with mine, knowing that Jasper was completely entranced with Alice and that she was reciprocating that tenfold. He hand squeezed mine slightly and then hearing the chorus repeat itself after the last verse, he untangled our fingers slowly almost reluctantly. I could still feel his touch on my skin as I slid my hand back into my lap. I almost screamed when I felt Edward pull my hand back and let it rest on his thigh. He smiled smugly and I let my hand wander up slightly, dragging my fingernails on his exposed flesh. The smile left his face and a look of complete and utter shock replaced it. I couldn't contain my laughter as Emmett and Rose burst through the door.
I smiled at the memory and finished my last piece. You know, only 20 minutes later. Using a wide tooth comb, I gently brushed my hair. I pulled back the front pieces and secured them with bobby pins. Checking for bumps I gave one final look before finishing it up with my shimmer spray. I was ready, well at least my hair was. For the next part I was going to need a few of Rose's clothes and Alice's expertise with make-up.
I walked back into the hall, and barely had the door open before being assaulted by Alice. I swore she was psychic sometimes.
"OH BELLA! Your hair looks so sexy." Alice was inspecting my straightening job, she was always jealous of my long hair but I thought she rocked short hair like no one else. "Let's get going on your make-up! Or do you want to get dressed first?"
"Make-up first, the getting dressed part can wait until we have confirmation." I pointed to the ceiling. She giggled and started in on my face. I glanced over at the clock that was now reading 10 AM. Soon.
Rose walked into the room and couldn't hide the smile on her face. She threw her book bag onto her bed and began rummaging through her closet.
"I think I know what would be perfect, give me a minute." Rose grumbled.
"Don't worry," I said as I sat down from Alice who was already preparing her brushes for the assault on my face. "I'm going to have Ali do my make-up first, take all the time you need."
Alice swiftly applied all the necessary layers, taking time to blend everything to make it look as natural as possible; just a light layer of toner on key parts of my face, just to highlight the structure of my cheek and accentuate my jaw line, and then onto my eyes. She did a dark smoky eye, using mainly black with dark grey to create a depth no one's eyes could possibly have naturally. She painted my lips a deep red color that contrasted my pale skin and made them appear bigger than they were. Dabbing a small amount of gloss across my lips and putting a little extra on the middle of my bottom lip to give it that pouty look, she gave me a once over before declaring that if I was any hotter, she'd start playing for the other team.
Rose threw some clothes at me and I began to dress the part that I was about to play. Shaking my head slightly I turned and grabbed my favorite lingerie set from my dresser drawer. It was a matching bra and panty set straight out of Vicky's Secret's closet, that I had only worn once before when I really needed that "A" on a test. I mean, hell, he was only 2 years older than me, so what if he was my TA for Linear Algebra? It worked then and I prayed to the lingerie gods that it would work again.
I slid the skimpy thong up and situated it low on my hips; the fabric barely grazed my skin and sent shivers up my spine. The bra was black lace, sheer enough to see through but without revealing too much. The straps had little black bows where each strap met the cup. Securing it in place I bent down put on the lace overskirt that doubled as a garter belt and smoothed it out before reaching for my thigh highs. I slipped them on and hooked them in. Halfway there, now for the real clothes.
I reached for the red micro mini skirt that Rose had thrown at me. I only wished my ass would look half as nice as hers did when she wore it. I put it on and did a little twirl, feeling a slight breeze I knew it was the perfect length. I grabbed the white wife beater and pulled it gingerly over my head. I reached over and rummaged through the other stuff she threw at me.
"Rose, where's that vest you wear when you want to look smarter than you are?" Rose looked at me perplexed. I sighed. "You know, the one you wear when you troll the library for free tutoring."
"OH!" The light bulb when off over her head and a few seconds later I was almost taken out by a flying vest. I unbuttoned it and put it on. I buttoned all but the top two, letting the full power of my push up bra shine through.
I was admiring myself in the mirror when a muffled scream broke the silence that came over the room.
"What was that?" Alice asked.
"It sounded like, 'OH MY GOD'." Rose said holding back her laughter. Taking that as my cue I checked the status of my sent mail.
To: PianoManCullen
Subject: Last Night :-)
Status – Opened at 10:25 AM
"And it begins." A curious smile crossed my face and I knew it was a matter of time before mayhem ensued.
A/N: DON'T HATE ME!*hides*
Okay so yes, you don't know what's going to come but you also can't wait to read it! I know what I'm going to have Bella do, but I could use ideas for Rose and Alice. So read and review! A lot. Like, A lot a lot. And I'll love you forever?
(And they got the email addresses from Facebook, same with phone numbers)
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