Chapter 9: Rush Part 2 (revised)

**Rush part 2**

Renesmee pulled into a spot in the underground parking lot at Rosalie's condo downtown. Lil' Kim pouring out of her car, she cut the engine. Arriving on the eighteenth floor of the west tower, she found the door of the condo unlocked and a note on the counter.

"Alice and I went out to eat, spending the night in Forks. The place is yours. Love Auntie."

Ness smiled and headed for the stereo, plugged her iPod in and turned up her favorite 'steppin' out' playlist, loud.

After relaxing in a scalding shower she stepped from the glass shower and clearing the mirror, she looked at her perfect form.

Christina was moaning out of the speakers that were wired throughout the condo. You say I need to experience love Jake, huh! You need to experience sex.

Nessie grabbed a towel and dried herself off and toweled her hair before grabbing the blow drier and heating up the flat iron, and flitted to the closet and chose something Chanel.

After dressing, hair and makeup, Renesmee emerged, hyped up and prepared for all the night's festivities. No one would hold her down tonight!

Renesmee drove up to the front door of the Kappa Delta house, music blaring out of the GT with the top down. Lucky for her, it wasn't raining tonight.

The Kappa Delta house was impressive; Colonial style. Olive green shutters to accent the fantastic white house. Something of it reminded her of Alice. The lawn was perfectly manicured and looked as though it were more like turf than actual grass. How did anyone get the grass so green? But then again, that was a perk of Washington, everything was green.

Renesmee entered the house unannounced, in the midst of girls talking everywhere. There could have easily been thousands of girls that came and went through the Kappa Delta house that night; but only one Renesmee. If her burgundy silk wrap dress and shiny black stilettos weren't enough to attract the attention of everyone in the room, her hair hung straight and her eyes, the color of chocolate diamonds darted around the room.

"You must be Renesmee," a pretty girl of about twenty-three said approaching with her arms outstretched, "I'm Ashleigh, the president of Kappa Delta, and these are two of my sisters Amanda, and Rochelle," she said introducing the two pretty girls that came from behind her and surrounded her.

Ashleigh was a stately five-foot eight or nine, brown hair and conservative. The girl called Amanda was of a prettier disposition, raven black hair, blue eyes and a soft pout, standing a little shorter than the leader, and the smallest of the three was Rochelle. Standing at about the same height, but only because she had on stilettos, she was probably about five-foot four, platinum blonde short hair, skin pale and flawless. Nessie felt especially drawn to her since she reminded her of one of her favorite rock stars.

"You're aunts, Alice and Rosalie came by today telling us that you may want to join us as a sister." Ashleigh said smiling.

"Yes, well that depends," said Nessie tearing her eyes away from Rochelle and looking back at Ashleigh. "What's your reputation here on campus?"

Amanda smiled brilliantly, "well we are the number one sorority on campus and we are the most envied house of sisters. We are well known for our record of philanthropy and perfect grades. Only the most distinguished women emerge from our house. Our sisterhood remains for life."

"Well that's nice." Boring, she thought and was about to walk away.

Rochelle stepped close to Renesmee's side and motioned her to listen bring her ear close to her lips. "We are the most bitchin' sorority on campus. Period. We only admit the hottest girls to our house and we only go out with the hottest guys. We throw the most exclusive parties," her voice lowered so the other girls couldn't hear "all the boys want to fuck us and even some of the girls do too," she smiled and winked.

Renesmee slowly resumed her normal stature and turned a smiled toward Rochelle. Nessie waited about a full thirty seconds before speaking, "Sold."

The girls were about to be hysterical with happiness- that would only be demonstrated by gentle laughs and smiles.

"But," she said while raising a finger, and pausing for a moment, "but, I wanna live with Rochelle."

Rochelle's eyes widened in surprise, while Ashleigh spoke, "that's not usually how we do things, typically you have to wait for a bid" Ash said timidly. "Rochelle has a roommate already anyway."

"I'll join you, but that's my condition," Renesmee said with a little smile in the corner of her mouth, she knew they would fold without a fight. They wanted her check every quarter, and Auntie's bribe. "Let's not pretend that I don't have one of the deepest purses of the freshman class- (knowing full well no one was a rich as the Cullen's) and let's not pretend that by having me, it won't do wonders for your house. We know I'll be the star of you pledges, but I venture to say, I'll be legendary."

"Kick Jodi out, I didn't like her anyway." Rochelle said laughing.

A girl of no name or rank ran from the vicinity of their little discussion.

Renesmee noted the girl, though not even a hint of remorse flashed in her eyes. She waited, knowing if she were the first to speak she would lose her ground.

"Fine," Ashleigh said, "we've got a deal. Just give me a day to arrange something for poor Jodi. You can move in on Friday, sound okay?"

"Slammin, now let's get out of here and have some fun," Nessie said laughing, hooking her arm in Rochelle's. "Call me Nessie."

"Call me Shell."

The girls lopped off down the walkway of the pretty white house. Renesmee hit the remote to her car and it started.

"Is that yours?"

"Yup." She said popping the 'p'.

"Freshmen aren't allowed to have cars." Shell said, sorry that she was the one who had be the bearer of bad news.

Nessie laughed, "ha! Yea, I'd like to see someone try and take it from me! Besides, I'm no ordinary freshman, it was either this or have a limo around twenty-four seven in case I wanted to go somewhere. The Dean said that I could keep my car," she said laughing. "I wanna drink," she mused and sped away, tires screaming.

Seattle was never devoid of someplace to go drink. Around U-district there were plenty of places, but somehow Shell knew that just 'anyplace' wouldn't do her new friend any good. So she led the way to a swanky bar that was the hangout of the rich frats and brats. It was in the top of a particularly plain building that you wouldn't think had a bar.

The elevator doors opened and the flashing colored lights of the dim bar looked more like a club, but it was clearly a lounge. Couches were placed at random places throughout the room some had 'busy' couples on them, some were empty. The floor seemed made of glass and reflected the lights like a mirror. Rochelle led the way to the bar where a few boys she recognized were doing shots.

Renesmee, naturally, drew the attention of mostly everyone in spacious bar. The gentlemen that were previously occupied with their shots turned to see who was causing the hum of silence.

One of these gentlemen in particular caught Renesmee's eye. "I want that one." She said to Rochelle indicating a tall boy who wore designer denim and an opened collar shirt.

"Get on line. Anyway he's got a girlfriend."

"Even better," she said in a whisper with an evil smile. "I just wanna have a little fun."

Rochelle giggled.

"Wanna join us?" Nessie asked glancing down at her new friend.

Slowly a smile spread across Shell's face.

Approaching the guys she already knew, she greeted them, "Hey boys, this is Nessie. She's new in my house."

"Isn't it a little early for that?" The hot boy asked with a smile across his pretty face.

The DJ started a song that got Nessie particularly in the mood to dance. "Who's buying me my first drink?"

"It would be my pleasure," offered the object of Renesmee's lust with a smile, looking Nessie from head to foot, "what'll it be doll?"

"German Chocolate Cake," Renesmee said with a seductive smile. "Cake is the best when wet," she said in a low purr.

He and all the boys laughed at her bluntness, "and you Shell what'll you have?" He asked her friend.

"A Buttery Nipple," she said and winked at Nessie.

"Well Mark, you heard the ladies," he said to the bartender, "and another round for the boys, on me."

"Thanks, I'm Renesmee, but you can call me Nessie."

"I'm Stephen, but feel free to call me Steve."

Renesmee, reaching for her shot said "Here's to college, let's get this party started." Nessie threw her head back swallowing her favorite shot. "Let's dance boys," she said pulling two boys behind her, the object of her lust, and another one.

Renesmee would have done credit to any pussycat doll while she danced to the music. Stephen thought he had died and gone to heaven, while Rochelle had been dancing with two or three other boys.

"You know," whispered Renesmee in Steve's ear "tonight, I'm feeling a little outta control. You wanna get a little crazy?"

"I would, but I don't think my girlfriend would like that," he said shyly.

"Oh don't be so silly. We're just havin some fun," she said and dropped down to the floor, slowly raising herself back up his body. Stephen was at a loss for words.

"Boys next round's on me, so long as they're Irish Car Bombs!" Nessie said laughing, walking over to the bar. "Mike is it? Line up Irish Car Bombs for all my friends here." Renesmee reached into her dress and pulled a credit card out of her bra, leaning over the bar to the poor dupe, she whispered "keep it open for me all night."

Nessie downed the bomb like a pro, slammed the glass on the bar and stared Steve down, licking the foam from her lip with one swoop of her tongue.

As the night wore one, they would dance, and they would drink, after one of these said drinks Nessie found herself scandalously curved around Steven, while dancing on the floor.

She sighed heavily breathing her sweet breath into his face, and licked her lips raising her face to his.

"I know that you want to desnudate for me," she whispered against his lips.

"I would get naked for you, in a heartbeat," he said now that he was very loose from the several drinks they'd had up to this point.

"Tell me your fantasies." She whispered in his ear, sending her tongue to retrieve his earlobe for her teeth, sighing softly.

"Oh," he breathed and swallowed, "I'd take you here, right now, throw you over that table and drink from the fountain of your body. Sucking your soft pink flesh,"

"Yea, and," she breathed for him to continue.

"Then fuck you so hard you cried," Steve said, and in an instant and spun her around pressing his arousal against her back.

Nessie threw her head back laughing seductively, when Steven claimed her lips and pressed his hands against her hips, grinding her ass deep against his bulge in time with the music, so she could feel, exactly what she was doing to him.

It took a moment for this scene that had just played out to process for Jacob as he stood at the entrance of the elevator, having arrived just in time to witness it for himself. "Renesmee?" he said in broken disbelief.

Nessie, shocked to hear her name called in a voice that sent shivers through her body, released herself instantly looking for where she heard the voice.

Jake stood there with his head spinning unsure of what was happening. The jealousy was raking through his body. He felt his body begin to tremble with the tremors of rage.

Jasper inhaled sharply knowing exactly what was going on, and sent a wave of calm over Jake so that the tremors subsided.

"Jake." Renesmee said with a light blush rising to her cheeks.

Steve hadn't realized Nessie's sudden reaction until he saw the anger cross Jake's face.

"You know Jake?"

Jacob crossed the floor, his mood fully controlled, thanks to Jasper on his right, and Emmett on his left.

"Jake is my…" Renesmee didn't know what to say. They hadn't made any commitments to each other… Was he her boyfriend, was he her friend? If they were just friends, then what would explain the jealousy that was evident?

"She's my girlfriend." Jacob said filling the silence and taking a liberty that he knew he would have to answer for later.

"Wait, how do you know Jake?" Nessie asked looking back at Steve.

Steve looked at Jacob, apologetically. "He's my new brother. He's pledging with the Fiji house."

"Oh, great!" Renesmee said throwing up her hands.

Jasper sent the calming feeling to everyone, because the scene was obvious, and this wasn't a good way to start the year… School hadn't even really begun yet, and there was already going to be a problem…

"Sorry, man, I had no idea." Steve said backing off, raising his hands in the air.

"Oh please you are just as guilty as I am, it's not like you aren't in a committed relationship." Nessie said rolling her eyes at this pansy. "Take it easy Jake, we were just dancing."

"I'm sorry, since when does harmless dancing involve his dick up your ass and tongue down your throat?" Jake said in a low hiss and turned for the door in fury.

"Jake, you're over reacting. This is just me having a good time. Don't worry about it. Besides, it's not like you own me or anything." She said in a returning hiss that was above the tone of a whisper but slapped Jake like she had screamed in his face. "Mike, close me out. Party's over," she called heading over to the bar. "Take a chill pill Jake and call me in the morning. I'm tired, and I'm going to bed."

"Wait, how are you mad at me?" Jake asked confused following her over to the bar.

"Rochelle, let's bounce, guess we'll have to have our own party at home. Mind if I spend the night with you?" She asked realizing that she didn't have a room there yet.

"No problem, you can share my bed," Shell said smiling.

"If you don't have a problem with that Jake, she's a girl," Renesmee snapped. Adding low enough for only Jake and her uncle's to hear, "I'll see you tomorrow when you've cooled off and you don't need Jasper's help to keep from breaking from your skin."

In another moment Renesmee was in the elevator and gone, while Jake stood there, still dizzy from irritation and jealousy.

"Jake man you need a drink." Emmett said, pulling him toward the bar.

"Look man, I'm really sorry." Steve said again to Jake.

"It's not your fault. She's being a slut." Jacob said angrily and was immediately sorry he disparaged her that way to some stranger. "I mean," he tried to amend quickly "she's just feeling frisky. She likes to have fun. I hope she doesn't cause you trouble."

"Mike, his tab is mine." Stephen called out to the bar tender.

"No you don't have to do that dude." Jake said, with a wave of his hand.

"Please, it's the least I can do."

Jacob drank with Emmett and Jasper. If his body hadn't been able to burn the alcohol so fast, he would have been shitfaced for the next couple days, for as much as he drank. Thought he might as well take advantage of the rich boy's generosity, since he had taken liberties with his girlfriend, even if it wasn't really his fault.

Em and Jas dropped a nearly sleeping Jake off at his new place, the Fiji house, and placed him in the room they knew to be his.

Jacob's head swirled, if this is only the first day, what the hell am I going to do?

A/N: You know what you wanna do. Review! :) Thank you! I write 'em, you review 'em, I like our little arrangement. See you next time!

What's Jake gonna do? *evil grin* all I have to say is what's good for the goose, is good for the frickin' gander.

OOOH, BY THE WAY, Cant forget to thank my inpiration! Stephanie of course, fabulous!

But this chapter is owed to the music, How Many Licks (Lil' Kim) Buttons (PCD), Get the Party Started (P!nk), Not Myself Tonight; Desnudate (Christina Aguilera) and last but not least, Break (Three Days Grace.) You know you want to listen to them now! Go ahead. DO IT!