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Chapter 3
BPOV:
I got back to my dorm room around eight o'clock after saying goodbye to everyone, and a round or two of hugs. Alice and Jasper went to his dorm, to help him get settled in and no doubt to have some alone time; I approved of her even more after meeting her. I smiled to myself as I moved my suitcases off my bed and onto the floor. I couldn't decide if I really just wanted to call it a night or if I wanted to get something done and start unpacking already. From what it seemed, Alice and I both had our own closets, one on each side of the dorm. I opened one of my suitcases and dumped it out onto my bed. I never really had too many clothes, mostly just some jeans and tee shirts. I straightened them all out before looking at them. Comfortable, that's what I saw. And it's what I liked. I picked up several pairs of jeans and went over to my closet. Among peering inside, I saw a huge collection of hangers; that made me smile. I started hanging my jeans, one by one, on the hangers and then in the closet. When I got to the few pairs of skinny jeans I had, I wasn't sure whether I should put them in my small, tiny dresser by my bed- or in the closet. I decided to keep the dresser for things like socks and bras and such. I hung up the last of my jeans and looked back to my bed. I had about thirty thousand tee shirts. I piled them all on each other and threw the hangers on my bed. Sitting down next to the bed on the floor, I would grab one tee shirt and one hanger, making sure it wasn't one of my nice shirts that got mixed in by accident; placing it on the hanger before setting it down on the floor to make a pile. It was taking forever, and when I looked back on my bed there were still, at least, two dozen shirts up there. I was unaware of how many shirts I had. I sighed and took a break, lying down on the floor. I closed my eyes for about two seconds, apparently drifting off to sleep, not recognizing the sound of the door opening and then closing. Then, very faintly, I heard someone stop next to me and let out a slight laugh, making sure they cut it off before waking me up. I heard them sit down next to me, and could slightly feel their presence next to me, watching me.
"Bella." It was a familiar voice already; the voice of sex, "Bella, wake up. The floor isn't traditionally used for sleeping." I could hear him smiling, smartass.
"I don't care," I whined, rolling over to open one eye at him, "I'm tired now. And I still have to finish putting clothes away." I groaned and sat up, looking at him more. "Why are you here?"
"Well, I was going to see Alice, make sure she was all settled in- but apparently she isn't here. And then, I found you, asleep on the floor." I raised an eyebrow at him, looking at him. There's no way he thought Alice was here, he must've known I had caught him, "Okay and maybe I wanted to check on you too." He smiled what could only be classified as a panty-dropping smile.
"I'm sure." I let out a small laugh, standing up and stretching. "Well, if you're here, you may as well help me." I threw a couple shirts at him and some hangers, "Come on now." I smiled at him, before starting to put the shirts on the hangers at a faster pace then before, he just laughed and complied- perfecting hanging them in a much faster pace than I had.
We were finished fairly quickly with his help, just picking the entire pile up and hanging them in the closet next to the jeans; where he also took the liberty to look at what size my pants were, he laughed at the fact that I was a four; but I didn't know why. At first, I took it as an insult. What was he trying to say?
"Why is it so funny? Being a size four is perfectly normal." I crossed my arms over my chest, leaning more on one leg.
"I'm laughing because I didn't think you were so tiny. You were kind of in baggy ass sweats and a loose tee shirt when I met you. But, apparently I was wrong. You're about the same size as Alice." He smiled, sitting down on my bed. I lowered my arms and pushed the empty suitcase under the bed. I opened a slightly smaller one, which was full of my panties and bras, flushing red; I closed it quickly hoping he didn't notice my sudden fluster. He did. "Oh, what's in there?" his raised eyebrow warned me that he wasn't going to let me just answer with a plain 'nothing.'
"Just some personal stuff?" it came out more as a question than as a statement, he smirked at me- leaning forward and grabbing the suitcase from in front of me. I let out a little scream, trying to get it back, but he had already unzipped it and peeked inside. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here." He smirked again, pulling out one of my more risky bra and panties set, fuck me. "There's a very nice Bella. Maybe you'd be willing to model?"
He was holding a dark blue pair of lace panties and a matching bra. He was smiling crookedly at me while I tried to grab them both; only getting the panties. And then, much to my opposition, he started reading the tag on the bra to find out the cup size. Realizing I had no point in even trying to get it back from him, I just took the suitcase and put it on the floor with the others, feeling my face start to turn a shade of red that traveled down to my neck. When I looked back at him, he just smiled, handing me my bra. I took it cautiously, not knowing what the trick was. Apparently, there wasn't one. He just sat on my bed, smiling, waiting for me to sit down too.
After a couple minutes, I did sit down, opposite of him, up against the wall with my legs crossed over each other Indian style. At first I just looked at him, waiting. He smiled and turned more towards me, mimicking my legs and resting his head in his hand.
"So, what now Isabella?" he smiled at me again, making me dazzled momentarily.
"I don't know. How about we play a game? 20 Questions?" I asked, raising my eyebrow, I always play that game when I meet new people. "You start," I smiled at him.
"Alright," he laughed, thinking, "How did you meet Jasper?" That was easy.
"I moved to Forks when I was seven, and he lived across the street. He came over and introduced himself one day- and the rest is history." I smiled at the memory; it was one of my favorites. "Hmm. When's your birthday?"
"May Seventeenth." He smiled again, "What's your favorite color?"
"Midnight blue," I gestured to my pajama shorts I had changed into, "I have a lot of clothes in Midnight Blue." I laughed, he smiled at me. "Where are you from, originally?"
"Don't laugh, because most people do, but I'm from Alaska." First I thought he was joking, he wasn't, "My father worked there, I don't know. Alaska is pretty nice though; but cold." He smiled at me. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?" that caught me off guard.
"Well, yeah. Kind of. Never any that really mattered. One or two in high school, that's about it really." I looked down, blushing. "I was kind of a late bloomer. I had the body of a ten year old until I was seventeen." I blushed more, he laughed a little.
"Cute. It's still your turn to ask, by the way." He smiled, waiting patiently.
We played for a little while longer, going well over twenty questions. Some things were entirely too funny, and I laughed forever. Like, I asked him what his most embarrassing experience was. Apparently, when he was fifteen, he had gotten a certain part of him stuck in the zipper of his jeans while trying to get them on before his girlfriend's dad got home, oh how that would hurt. I laughed the most at that; other than that I learned some regular stuff about him, nothing too much. And he learned the same about me; until we noticed it was almost one in the morning.
"Wow, we've been playing for awhile." He smiled, looking at me, "I have my final question."
"Okay, shoot." I looked at him, expectantly.
"Are you a virgin?" that again, caught me off guard. I blushed, crimson red, it traveled down to my neck and under my collar of my shirt.
"Well, uh, about that, uhm." I paused, gulping nervously, "No, I'm not. But it was only one time; never again since then." I looked down and started fingering the blanket on my bed. When I finally looked back to him, his mouth was slightly ajar and his eyes looked surprise even.
"No way! Really? Who?" he asked, I felt too nervous.
"I'll tell you another time, I promise, just not right now." I looked away, biting my lip.
"Alright, I respect that." He smiled at me, "Well, I should get going. I still have to get all my stuff set up in the Frat House." Of course, he's in the fraternity. "I'll see you later?" he let it linger in the air.
"Oh, yeah. Sure." I gave him a half smile before he left. I fell back on my bed, leaning my head against the wall. I let out a couple deep breaths before turning to grab my stuffed Teddy Bear off the bedside table, yes a stuffed Teddy, I brought him to college. I tucked him under my arm, burying my head in the pillow. I let out a semi-loud yell. "What am I going to do?" I moaned to no one.
So far, my plan to keep away from Edward Cullen wasn't going as planned. Not only was he incredibly beautiful, but he was sweet. I planned to ask around when classes began, to find out more about Edward, even though he was amazing- or so it seemed- he still seemed too good to be true. And with his sister's words still lingering in the back of my mind, I fell asleep thinking about Edward and how much his sister's warning meant.
The next morning I woke up, groaning. I sat up and noticed I fell asleep on my cell phone, which seemed to be poking into my spinal cord. I grabbed it and placed it on the table next to me, plugging it into the charger. The alarm read eight thirty, not too bad considering I fell asleep around two. I got up and stretched, almost tripping over my open suitcase full of socks and panties, I rolled my eyes throwing it on my bed. Nothing better to wake up to than organizing. I threw all of my socks in one of the drawers, and then the matching set of underwear in another, and then in the top drawer just random, mixed bras and panties. With that done, I grabbed one of my few towels I brought with me, planning to buy more before school actually started, and head off to the bathroom. I quickly showered and brushed my teeth, venturing back into my room. What I didn't expect was to see Jasper sitting on my bed, while Alice looked for something, so I screamed.
"You scared me!" I grabbed my chest, holding my towel up with the other one. They both just laughed. "Jasper grab me a random bra and some panties from the top drawer of that dresser." I had no problem with Jasper getting that stuff for me; he was around me for most of our lives, hell I used to make him buy me tampons. He tossed me a random set and I ventured back into the bathroom, with a pair of grey sweats and a tee shirt. When I came back out, Alice and Jasper were randomly talking about something.
"Oh, Bella," Alice started, "Do you want to come with me today? I'm going to shop around and find some stuff to decorate the room with!" she looked excited, "Oh and I need to buy some shampoo, conditioner, towels, that stuff." She smiled.
"Sure! I needed to get some stuff, along with school supplies anyways. So I'll come." I looked down, debating whether or not I wanted to change, "I'll just throw my hair up in a ponytail, I don't feel like changing much." I grabbed my brush and a hair holder and quickly did my hair. When I came back out of the bathroom, Alice had about the same thing I had on, I smiled at that. I slipped on my lo-tops and we set out for one of my favorite stores, Target.
We spent forever there, buying random things. We bought about thirty different colored towels, along with themed bathroom decorations. We got some mini rugs to go on the floor by our beds, new bedding, paint (from a trip to Home Depot right next door), we got all the school supplies we needed (including a couple things that were thrown in just because, like coloring books and crayons), Alice picked out random cups, plates, and utensils that would go in our mini kitchen (props of higher dorms, even though they were just a bit more expensive), I got random things that could go on our bedside tables, and she even bought random picture frames for "future pictures" she said we would have.
Checking out was easy, since Target was pretty inexpensive. But then, she said she wanted to go another store, to which I contently obliged since I had no problem with going shopping, as long as I was okay with it. She took me to a small store with a girl who looked like she could use some sleep working the counter. Alice happily ran over to her, exchanging some low words with her before the girl opened the counter. Alice waved me over, going behind and into the back room. The girl escorted us to the back, where there were a few racks of clothes hanging, Alice smiled.
"This, Bella, is my personal collection of clothing. I designed them." I took a closer look, they were beautiful, "I want you to pick out an outfit." She smiled.
"Oh Alice, no I couldn't!" she laughed and grabbed my hand, telling me it was fine. I refused a couple times before she unleashed something I couldn't say no to. The perfect pout. "Oh Alice, don't do this to me!" she kept it up, I gave in. "Fine. Just one though!" that made her clap and jump, I smiled.
I looked through the couple racks that were back there, eventually picking a simple outfit. A pair of dark grey skinny jeans, that zippered down my the ankles and a dark green shirt that was loose-ish up top and then tightened a little bit on the stomach, it was pretty. She had me pick out a pair of shoes to go with the outfit; I was completely lost at first, until I found a pair of tall black boots. The heel wasn't too tall, so I wouldn't break my neck but I still would have to be careful. Alice looked content with my choice and she thanked the girl, before dragging me back to the car.
"I'm glad I got to spend the day with you." She smiled, and I smiled back, "I can tell we're going to be even better friends." She laughed and started driving back towards the dorm; I took that as my chance to ask her about her brother.
"Alice, I have a question." She glanced over to me, "What did you mean yesterday, when you warned me about Edward?" she took a breath and then began.
"Well, I'm going to be one hundred percent honest with you. My brother could be classified as a grade 'A' man-whore." I let out a breath, "He's really nice and obviously good looking, but his charm is always what gets girls. And I warned you because, I didn't want him to come on to you and hurt you. That's what he always ends up doing. He has a few girls he keeps around, just because, but a lot of the girls fucks them and dumps them." I closed my eyes, figures. "I just didn't want you involved in that Bella." She smiled, "I like you too much to let you get hurt by my brother."
"Well, thank you for telling me the truth Alice. And don't worry, I was thinking about it last night- because he came to visit." She turned to my direction, "Nothing happened, but I figured I kind of needed to keep away from him. So, I'm going to do my best with that. Nothing more than a friendship with him, that's what I'm aiming for."
"Sounds good, but," she smiled, looking over at me, "you could use that to an advantage…" she smiled again.
"How?"
"Bella, Edward has never heard the word 'no' from a girl. Maybe, just maybe, you can be the first one to turn him down. It'll drive him crazy. And I have a feeling he would be the one who would chase you around, trying to get you to change your mind. Would you be up for it?" I contemplated it for a bit, did I really want to do that? Tease him and turn him down, left and right? Would I be up for it?
I made a decision and looked at Alice.
"Sounds like a plan," I smiled, this game of playing Keep Away from Edward just got a lot more interesting.
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