Disclaimer: See Ch 1/story notes if you need to read that these people aren't mine!

Author's Note: My Impulse Control problems + A file full of completed chapters that I'm dying for you guys to read = Another fast update and Hopefully happy readers. I don't know if I told you guys this, but around the time hubby's Grandpa got really sick and then passed away, I developed a massive writer's block on my original story. I had tons of plot bunnies, but couldn't write on my original at all. The result, 2 anonymous entries in a picture says it all and All Hallows Eve contests, one other plot bunny I'm still sitting on, part of a chapter of Return of the King, and SIX, count them Six chapters of this. I was writing like crazy, hoping to push past my blockage. This story just keeps coming and coming. Since then, I have ended up having two more chapters pour out of me…so I'm up to a total of eight done so far, and I'm dying for you guys to catch up! LOL! Thus, you get another chapter! Some of you will probably be a little disappointed with how everything goes down, but personally, I'm liking Bella's reaction. You'll see :)

A big thanks to AgoodWITCH, who got the first six chaps of this over the course of just two or three days…yep…that's how fast I was cranking them out during that writer's block. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

I wasn't sure what I expected when I agreed to go to this 'Sigma Alpha Epsilon (SAE) mixer' with Alice. I guess I expected some kind of raging frat kegger, but instead we walked into a quiet boring party where people amassed in small groups and chatted quietly over wine and cheese. Alice and I looked at each other, feeling way out of place, until a familiar voice called to me from across the room.

I turned slowly, relieved to see the wide white grin of Jacob, standing in a corner with a coat and tie, chatting with none other than my Dad's friend, Billy Black. I started to wave and then froze when it the realization hit me, making me want to smack my head at my idiocy, but I thankfully didn't. Billy Black…Jacob Black…Jacob was Billy's son. Faint memories of running around the back yard with a tiny tanned boy and his older twin sisters flooded my mind.

I smiled wider as I tugged Alice across the room to shake hands with Billy and Jacob and introduce Alice to the two of them. She looked Jacob up and down before turning back at me with a sly wink and a big grin. She'd been all excited about my story, and now that she'd seen the boy herself, she was impressed.

We chatted about small, minor things for a few minutes until someone called Billy away, leaving us alone with Jacob. As soon as Billy was out of earshot, he leaned in, raising his eyebrows and whispering conspiratorially.

"I know what you're thinking, and you're right. This party is boring as shit. Just wait around a couple more hours until the alum beat feet, and then the real party will start. We have to look all straight laced for the 'rents, but we'll go full on greek as soon as they leave."

I frowned at him in confusion before what he said really set in. "Wait…you belong to this frat?"

Jacob smiled, his chest puffing out with pride. "I'm legacy, baby. Three generations of Black men have been in this frat. It was practically a given."

Alice rolled her eyes before she started scanning the room looking for more interesting people to talk to. Evidently, Jacob's cockiness was rubbing her the wrong way a bit as well. I took a drink before asking the question that was really bothering me.

"Wait. If you're a brother, then why live in the dorm?"

He threw back his head and laughed. "Dude! That wasn't my room. That was my friend Paul's place. I was just chillin' waiting for him to get his lazy shit together to come along tonight."

I nodded and sipped my drink again, wondering why he was chilling shirtless at his friend's room while looking around and trying to find something to change the subject. After a few minutes, I spotted a group of slender co-eds with perfectly coifed hair and little suits with skirts that were slightly too short and looked to be easily converted from business chic to party hardy with the removal of a jacket and a pull of a few bobby pins. They were staring daggers through me as Jake prattled on.

"Hey, Jake?" I interrupted. He paused and asked what was up. "Does your frat have a sister house?"

He smiled brightly and winked toward the girls I had just been watching. As soon as he turned their way, their narrowed eyes turned into bright smile and finger waggling waves. "Oh yeah, over there are some of the girls from Kappa. They're a good bunch of girls. Very active in the whole philanthropy thing, extra bonus, they're not afraid to bring out the string bikinis to get extra customers for their orphanage car washes. They've got a bit of a rep, but they really aren't all that bad. You should totally pledge!"

I had just taken a sip again as he said that, resulting in a less than eloquent spit take moment. Jake laughed, grabbing a napkin nearby and handing it to me before grabbing another drink as the server passed.

"So, I take it you're not looking into the Greek System?"

I chuckled as I shook my head, holding the napkin to my lips in a lame attempt to hide the crimson I knew my face had turned. "I'm not really the sorority type, I don't think. Plus, I'm taking a heavy course load, so I won't have a ton of time to socialize."

He nodded slowly as he took a sip, looking me up and down. "Well, you could definitely fit in on picture day, but yeah, the more I talk to you, the more you don't really seem the sisterhood type." He lowered his drink and smirked as he cocked his head. "Actually, you seem more the mud pie in your back yard type…and then smearing said mud pie in a poor boy's face."

I dropped the napkin, my mouth hanging open as I remembered what he was talking about. Then I remembered why I smashed the mud filled pie tin in his face as I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at him with a crooked smile of my own.

"Yeah, well I would hope you have learned since then not to put nightcrawlers in little girls' hair. That's just about the only time I would do such a thing!" I let my eyes soften as I smiled at the memory. "I had actually forgotten all about that."

Jake leaned against the fireplace, letting his eyes wander the room before he looked back again, his face soft and his eyes warm. The cocky pretense was gone. "Well, I never did. I've wondered for a long time what you were doing. I was sort of hoping you might show up here either this year or last year. I'm glad you finally popped up."

I smiled and took a drink he grabbed for me off of another passing server and took a small sip. Our conversation got a lot less annoying after that. I was surprised to learn a lot about the frat as Jake talked about things like brotherhood, philanthropy, and civic responsibility. I never really knew anything about frats outside of the movies with the parties. He assured me that there were plenty of those as well, but the overall purpose of a frat was to make a difference. I liked that idea.

Alice had wondered off a time or two as we talked, always coming back to check on me. About an hour into my conversation with Jake, the adults slowly filtered out. When the last was out of sight, the music changed, getting louder and more obnoxious as coats and ties were shed, as well as the conservative jackets of the girls' suits, revealing sexy halter tops and strapless numbers underneath. Within ten minutes, the whole shindig transformed from a high class wine and cheese affair into a full on movie worthy frat kegger.

Alice smiled like she'd just found the Emerald City, bouncing off to dance on top of a table across the room as I smiled and watched, staying in my corner. She came hurtling back about five minutes later, forcing me to remove my shrug and join her on the dance floor. She pulled me past the keg where we both grabbed a beer each before we went back to the center of activity and laughed as we bounced along to the tunes.

Jake smiled as he passed us on his way through with a big box of the hard stuff he had brought down from his room, a trail of people anxiously following him. He was busy for a while after that, smiling and pointing our way every time he passed.

Finally, after half an hour, he got a bit of free time, so he came over, asking me to dance with him. I agreed, moving off to move with him while Alice grabbed some other handy boy and danced nearby.

I was finally starting to loosen up and really get into it when I heard a loud noise from the front of the house milliseconds before Alice's hand landed on my arm. She stared toward the front of the house with wide eyes. I turned slowly, dreading the sight I was sure was about to grace my line of vision. Sure enough, standing five feet away were my two brothers, looking like they could tear the whole house apart brick by brick and not even be close to venting their fury. Next to them, poor Jasper stood, looking all kinds of anxious, till his eyes landed to the right of me, where Alice still stood with her hand on my arm. From that point on, he saw nothing else.

The next few minutes were like my worst nightmare come to life…again. Emmett tore into Jake, pushing him against a wall and screaming at him about grinding on his baby sister, while Edward stomped forward, fire blazing in his eyes and grabbed my arm, yanking me behind him through the house to the front door. Everyone stared at us as we passed like we were circus freaks. I'd never felt more embarrassed…well except for that one time with Mike, but even then, we didn't have a large audience.

I glanced behind to see Jasper offer Alice his hand. She stared up at him with the same bewildered focus as she reached out and took it. Jasper gently led her out behind us, watching where they were going, but glancing back frequently to make sure Alice was okay. Far behind them, Emmett was still yelling at Jacob.

When we got outside, Edward led me to Emmett's car, opening the door and making me sit inside before pacing back and forth along the sidewalk beside it, tugging at his hair and grumbling to himself. I sat in the seat and silently cried, hating my brothers just a little bit at the moment. Edward stopped after a while and stared at me before moving to kneel in front of the car door.

"Why are you crying, Bella? Did he hurt you?"

I looked up at him, anger and frustration making my voice sharp. "Nobody hurt me in there but you, Edward. You embarrassed me and treated me like some little kid. I hate to break this to you, but WE ARE THE SAME AGE! Any party you go to, I can go to also. I hate this fucking double standard, and right now I sort of hate you and Emmett!"

Edward blinked at me as though I'd just slapped him before his eyes narrowed. "It's different, Bella. I don't know how to explain it, but it just IS! Look at yourself! What are you doing going to a frat party dressed in a dress like that? Do you want the whole school to label you as a slut? Do you want a reputation for being a loose little Freshman?"

His words hurt, but more than that, they really, really pissed me off. I stood up out of the car, pushing him down onto his back in the grass as I stomped past him, walking toward the dorm. Edward yelled out, hopping up to follow me.

"What the fuck, Bella?"

I stopped and turned to look at him, my hands fisted at my sides. "You had no right to say that to me! Look at you! You fucked your way through Forks High, and it won't be long before you start working your way through the sororities here. Who the fuck are you to call me a slut? You Jackass!"

I turned to stomp away again, as his hand clamped on my shoulder, turning me back to face him. "I didn't call you a slut, Bella. I just said that I didn't want everyone to think you were one. You're so much better than all this shit, Bella. You're taking a heavy course load with a full scholarship and a bright future. Please, just don't get caught up in all this other shit. I don't want to see you get wrapped up in some loser frat guy like that dude you were dry humping on the dance floor with."

I groaned and rolled my eyes. "I'll have you know, Edward, that Jacob and I knew each other when we were really little. He's Billy Black's son. Matter of fact, I shoved a mud pie in his face when he was six for putting worms in my hair. And we weren't dry humping…we were just dancing. No harm, no foul."

Edward sighed, still keeping his hands on my shoulders as he looked up at the sky and groaned. "That's just it, Bella. You're so innocent and I'm so glad of that, but your innocence could get you hurt. Things are different in college. You…you just can't…"

I waited for him to finish his thought when we heard my other lug of a brother running up behind us, yelling.

"What the hell, Bella?" He panted as he reached us. "What do you think you're doing at a SAE party? Are you stupid?"

I felt my nostrils flare as I glared at my other brother, my body feeling a little numb from the alcohol. "I'm so tired of you both thinking I'm stupid and unable to do anything myself. I'd have you know; I am legally an adult and have every right to make my own damned mistakes. I'd really rather not have my brothers causing scenes every time I decide to go to a party or dance with a boy! It's really un-fucking-fair."

Emmett just crossed his arms and growled down at me. "Tough shit, little sister, because you're stuck with us. Come on, let's get your drunk ass back to the dorm and sneak you past the R.A. You being a freshman, they'll probably be watching you more closely than the rest of us."

I grunted in agreement, yanking my arm out of Edward's hold as I stomped back to the car and slid back into the back seat. Alice and Jasper were already gone, having told Emmett they'd meet us back at the dorm. I didn't say a word to them the entire drive back to the dorm or the elevator ride to my room. When we got there, I walked in and slammed it behind me, without a look back in their direction.

An hour and a nice long shower later, my phone beeped with a text just before I was going to crawl into bed.

I'm sorry about how it all went down, but we only did it because we love you. We don't want you hurt. I hope you understand that. 3 E

I sighed, closing my phone and crawling up into my loft. Alice had yet to return. Apparently, she and Jasper made a real love connection and went off alone to parts unknown. Once I was settled, I opened it and looked at it again before replying.

Yeah, I understand, but that still doesn't make it right. You guys really hurt me tonight. I will forgive you, just not tonight. –B

I put the phone down, ignoring when it chirped in reply a few seconds later. I didn't open my eyes again until morning, when Alice tried to sneak back into our room unnoticed.

FYI: the 3 was supposed to be the the little heart, but ffn takes that symbol out. Grr *shakes fist at fanfiction's weird quirks*