Author's note: Once again pre-read by the wonderful JRDurham! Please review!
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I do not and will never own Twilight. The characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, the story line here however is mine =)
Bella's Point of View
On cue Demetri returned to the table "Let's get this party started" he announced passing around tall glasses full of what smelt like strong vodka and something else unidentifiable.
"Redbull and vodka whoop whoop!" Emmett shouted as he raised his glass aloft.
Oh fuck.
Alice eagerly gulped down the fizzy liquid, "Mmmmmm" she moaned licking her lips.
The guys all stared at her strangely, except for Jasper who was drinking his with the same vigour that Alice had.
"We don't let her near energy drinks too often" Leah cocked her head in Alice's direction.
"Why…..?" Garrett looked puzzled.
"She's hyper enough without it" I explained.
"Ever wondered what a pixie on crack would look like?" Rose asked, "Because you're about to find out."
Emmett guffawed loudly.
"What's his deal?" she gestured at Jasper, "He's practically molesting his glass."
The men all laughed loudly, "Same deal" Edward smirked.
"Things are about to get interesting" Rose mused, "Hey what the fuck Alice?"
While Rose had been talking Alice had swiped her glass downing its contents in record time.
"I wanna dance" Alice announced dragging me from my seat bouncing on the balls of her feet. How she managed to do that in heels I'll never understand.
"Fuck yeah!" Emmett boomed following suit.
Somehow the ten of us managed to squeeze into a spot in the middle of the dance floor, pushing our way through the writhing sweating bodies. Rose and Emmett immediately began to 'dance' together in a way that would be better left in the bedroom; she was grinding against him while he returned the favour.
I quickly looked away, not wanting to see my best friend getting humped in public, to see my other best friend clambering up onto the small stage beside us.
"Isabella Swan get your ass up here!" she screamed excitedly.
Under normal circumstances there was no way in hell I'd get up on that platform with her.
But I was drunk, so very drunk.