Day 1:

The bouncer looked me up and down. There was a small crease between his eyebrows.

'You can go in.' He looked at Edward, a small smirk on his lips.

After us were Alice and Jasper, and Emmet and Rosalie. He let them all go without a thought, although he looked at Rosalie for more than necessary.

Inside the club, the DJ was playing 'Forever' by Chris Brown and all the girls were dancing and it was quite entrancing. But me, I was out of my depth. I liked this place, and Edward being here with me was great, but I couldn't keep up. I felt like such a n00b. I really did; it wasn't like you needed a vampire's energy to keep up, and humans were everywhere. But I didn't really mind as Edward reminded me I had 3 days to get used to it.

Day 2:

There was a new bouncer tonight. This time, Alice and Jasper were before us. Alice was wearing her new stiletto heels. She looked like she was on stilts, but only if you knew how short she actually was. The new bouncer let them all go, but he was frowning at Alice. Then, he looked at Jasper, as if to remind himself that such a mature looking guy wouldn't date a minor.

He let Edward and I go but seeing as how the perfect couple Emmet and Rosalie were motioning for us to follow them in, I guess the reason he let us go was because he was scared. Judging by the look on Edward's face, what was going through the bouncer's mind must have been different.

Day 3:

Once again there was another bouncer.

'What, is it like, 'hire a bouncer per night' or what?' I hissed at Edward. I didn't really like clubbing. Even though I was 18 and thus legal, the man standing beside me was not.

'Actually, I'm a 117 year old vampire Bella.' I turned to look at him.

'What you can read my mind?'

'No, actually but I can read his.' He tilted his head towards tonight's bouncer. 'I believe the best strategy would be for us to go after Alice and Jasper, but before Emmet and Rosalie.'

I nodded, keeping my eyes 's bouncer looked tough. He had around as much muscles as Emmet and that was scary. Especially as how the bouncer did not in any way look like a big teddy we reached him, he looked down on us and checked me over. I gave a nervous smile and Edward gently reassured me by putting his arm around my waist.

'Can I see your ID?' his voice was very gruff, like he had smoked one too many cigarettes in his much-abused life.

'Sure' I fumbled in my purse and looked for my driver's license. 'Can we go in now?'

His lip curled. Edward looked at him and raised his eyebrow.

'Come on. If my girlfriend is 18, then shouldn't I be too? You don't think she would date a younger man do you?'

'ID. Your ID' The bouncer's eyes narrowed at Edward.

Oh no. Edward was 17. He would be 17 for eternity and well, he hadn't 'aged' past 17 this year in Forks. Oh crap.

He wasn't allowed in the club in the end. Even when Emmet demanded he get in, and I tried to flirt with the man he still didn't budge.

'Never mind love.' Edward told me later. 'He was more or less jealous of our group. Well, mostly me.' A smile lingered on his lips and I stopped breathing. He tasted so sweet when we closed in for the kiss…