Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine.

Pictures of the characters on my web, here: http:/ newdawn-newday-newlife . webs . com/ residentadviser . htm. As you know by now, remove the spaces.

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My apologises for being late at the bottom in my A\N.

"Come on. Come on. Come on," I mumbled under my breath, twining my hands under my chin as if praying.

"If someone would have told me last year that you'd be holding your breath at the basketball court, eyes trained on Edward, I'd have laughed my ass off," Rose snickered.

I barely registered what she said. It was the last game, and Arizona Wildcats were ahead with 10 points. We still had another fifteen minutes, but would they be able to win?

Every time the commentator said Cullen, my head snapped to Edward. He had the ball, right now and was dribbling towards the other end of the court, dodging the rivals. He jumped and used a move named dunk from what I recalled him telling me, both hands on the ball as he slammed it in the hoop. The board's sound blared and we had another two points. Bob got the ball next, but lost it when he was pushed by a bigger guy from the other team. The referee accorded us a penalty that resulted in two free throws. As the game continued, Edward executed and earned more points.

The others weren't too happy about this, but I couldn't have cared less. We were approaching the others' score and with a little luck, we'd be ahead. The boys deserved to win after everything that had happened this year.

The Huskies didn't move from the rivals' side until they were three points ahead and there were seconds until the game ended. I saw Edward looking for me and when he saw me, he winked and I knew he would show off. He moved past number 5 of the rivals' and shot up, twisting in the air, and throwing the ball in the hoop, remaining dangling on the hoop, grinning.

The timer rang and I was on my feet shouting, ignoring Alice and Rose who were looking weird at me. A hand moved over my eyes as the court quieted its sudden uproar. What was going on? I pushed with sweaty hands at Rose's hand and saw Edward on the floor and Emmett punching the guy with the number 5 on his jersey.

I sprinted there; glad of the advantageous seat I had had, near the stairs. I slid to a stop next to him, falling on my knees. I ignored the throbbing in them and touched his hand. Why wasn't someone helping him? Why wasn't he moving? Why wasn't he breathing?

"Edward!" I choked out, touching his cheek with a shaky hand.

His coach and a doctor fell to his other side, talking in hushed tones. Emmett came next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders. I turned in him and pressed my forehead to his shoulder.

"Shh, Boop," he whispered. "He'll be just fine."

I couldn't believe him until I saw it. And heard him breathe. "What happened? Your stupid girlfriend covered my eyes," I mumbled.

"Rick dragged him down and pushed in his chest. Edward fell on his back and I turned to Rick. It wasn't until I heard everyone grow quite that I realized something was wrong with our little moron." He tried to lighten the mood.

A rough cough turned my attention to Edward. He was sitting up, clutching his chest. I had seen that before. My arms went around his neck as I kissed the side of his head.

"You're okay!"

"If you won't try to fucking suffocate me, I'd be better," he muttered, coughing again.

The doctor left after making sure he was indeed alright.

"Good job, Cullen.!" Coach Shaw exclaimed and patted Edward on the back.

"Thanks, sir," he answered, grinning and getting up. He turned to me and suddenly I was in the air. Again. He had a thing to have me on his shoulders.

"You good, man?" Bob asked, joining us.

"Perfect." Edward nodded and squeezed my calf.

"Then put her down and let us raise you," he insisted.

Edward protested, but with Emmett's help, I was on the ground again and Edward was in the team's arms being thrown up and down.

After they were handed the cup and medals, we made our way out of the arena. I was once again on Edward's shoulders as he walked calmly, chatting with Emmett about an after party or something.

Edward didn't put me down until we arrived into his room where would be the small party.

"I'm going to my room," I whispered.

"No, you aren't," he shouted and wrapped his arms around me. "It's barely nine."

"I have an exam at ten in the morning and I don't want to fail."

"You've learned so much this past week. You need a break. Stay."

"Edward…" My argument was lost to the noisy team coming inside with Spot sniffling around. Edward tensed up when he saw the dog, probably remembering what he had done the last he had been around.

Bottles of champagne were opened and poured in the cup they had won. I looked at that skeptically. Edward grinned and after saying "Cheers!" he drank from it.

"Want some?" he turned to me.

"No."

"Come on, Bella."

I've done so many idiotic things since I've been with him, why not continue? He put the cup to my lips and I drank from it, nearly choking myself up with the amount of alcohol I had managed to gulp. We both finished the cup as the others had other drinks.

After a few hours, I was so drunk I was friends with everyone. Currently, I had my arms around Jasper trying to explain to him why, I found Bob's idea of drawing a smiley face on an air filled condom funny .

"Bella, how much did you drink?" he moaned, pushing me away.

"A drink or two. But look! The eyebrows are quite funny and the nose is way too big!" I continued.

"Cullen! Get her off me!" he grunted as Edward came to pry my arms from Jasper's neck.

He grinned crookedly and buried his face in my hair, inhaling and moaning quietly. Suddenly, my libido raised ten fold and I wanted him alone, naked and above me. Or under me. Whichever position was appealing to me.

"I want you," I breathed in his ear, pushing my breasts to his chest.

He stumbled back a little, but caught himself and nibbled at my neck probably leaving a hickey. He took my hand and walked me to his bathroom. I was so far gone that I didn't even blush when the guys all cat-called after us. I wrapped my arms around his waist and engaged him in another heated kiss. Edward groaned quite loudly and locked the door of the bathroom behind us.

"Jesus, Bella. This isn't how I wanted to do it." He looked pained for a second.

"It's still us. Besides, I don't need the flowers and especially not that bed!" I pointed out, waggling my eyebrows at him.

He let out a throaty chuckle then switched our positions, pressing me in the door. "I need you so bad, baby."

"Have me." The alcohol in me was annihilating my senses. I knew one thing for sure, whatever happened here, I wouldn't regret it.

I helped him out of his shorts then nearly ripped the jersey off him. He undressed me hurriedly. We were both needy and it was our fault. If we hadn't waited so long… we wouldn't have to do this fast thing against the door with our friends on the other side. That thought turned me on further.

When I looked at Edward, he was hard and ready for me. He turned to the cupboard, flinging things away, muttering, then came out with a condom. To my amazement, he kissed it. "I saved this baby for emergencies."

I giggled and found myself unable to stop. The stop came only when Edward lifted me up and brought me down on his shaft, all the time, gazing at me. "Fuck!" he yelled, grounding his teeth together. He felt unbearably good inside me and I shifted, hoping he'd move. "Motherfucker," he grunted in my neck, squeezing my hips.

I bucked my hips in his and arched my back, the sensations being too much for my tormented body. Edward froze and watched me in alarm then shut his eyes and mumbled about something I couldn't really make out. Then, after my tremors had subsided, he gripped my hips and started diving inside me at a fast speed.

Somewhere in the back of my subconscious, I was aware that the door was rattling, but the center of my attention was where our bodies were joined. I raked my nails on his back, shouting half words, broken pleas as he kept pistoning his hips in mine.

"Bellllaaa!" he roared, slamming his hands on either side of my head, moving only his hips. I gripped him for dear life as I approached a monstrous orgasm.

My throat was raw from screaming out, but I had enough energy to call out his name as I came spiraling down the hot channel.

When I opened my eyes, I was on his lap, on the floor.

"That was memorable," he informed me, kissing my shoulder.

"I'd say so. Let's never go so long without this."

"If you say that, then I should be raising a statue to your body or something. Before we were together in December, the longest I hadn't gone without sex was… hmmm maybe twenty hours," he mused and kissed my mouth, eating my gasp of surprise.

Someone pounded in the door, making me jump. I was feeling sober and a burgundy red filled my cheeks.

"Stop hogging the bath! I need to piss!" someone yelled.

"There's a common toilet down the hallway, Jared," Edward answered, sounding quite bored.

"It's packed," Jared grumbled.

Edward snickered, but didn't move. "It's my bathroom! Go to yours."

The other swore loudly and I heard his retracting footsteps. Edward sighed and slid lower on the door. He was sprawled on the floor with me on top of him. Good thing he had a carpet over the tile.

"Do you have another one?" I couldn't believe what I was asking.

"I'm not sure and honestly, I'm far too content to move, right now." He sounded half asleep.

"I'll look, tell me where," I said eagerly, already on my feet.

His eyes opened and he licked his lips. "You're quite a vision. See the cupboard and if there aren't any then… in my fucking nightstand."

I was about to give up all hope after searching for ten minutes in the mess that was called his cupboard when I found a lone foil pressed to the wall.

I squealed and turned to him, grinning. He looked like I had woken him up. Was he that tired? Maybe we shouldn't do this again, but some other part of him was definitely awake. I kneeled between his legs and rolled the condom on him, proud of me; he hugged me close and started kissing various parts of my face and neck. In no time, I was bouncing on his lap. This position allowed me to take him deeper inside me and it felt oh so good!

"Bella," Edward whispered, closing his eyes and squeezing my breasts in his hands, his hips rising to meet mine. He looked so beautiful that second, I couldn't focus on anything else. "So close."

I wanted us to come together and I wasn't that close so I sneaked my hand between our bodies and rubbed my swollen clit, brushing against his cock, accidentally.

"Jesus! You're not fucking real!" he shouted, arching his neck and back, stilling my hips with his hands as he slammed his hips in mine, hurriedly. I started quivering and I felt the heat of the upcoming release come to my face and all too soon I was shouting his name for everyone who had ears to hear me. Edward let out a short yell and stilled his hips. I watched as his face relaxed and his hands fell limply to his sides.

"You're so wonderful," he mumbled sleepily, kissing my temple and closing his eyes. I knew it would be seconds until he was asleep.

"Shouldn't we move?" I wondered. His snore was the only answer I got. I was too tired to really think of what I was about to do so I simply readjusted my position in his lap then nestled my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

Suddenly, I shot up awake. I looked around me disorientated. Light was coming from his little window and as I took in the bathroom, I realized how drunk I had been last night. I crawled to my phone that had been thrown aside and when I saw the hour, I let out a small shriek of panic. It was nine fifteen. I had half an hour to go to my exam.

As if on cue, my head started pounding and I moaned. I threw the clothes on me and after trying for a few minutes to wake Edward, I gave up and simply opened the door, which proved to be a hard task since he was pressed against it. I looked at his room shocked. It was a mess and Spot was sleeping soundly on the bed. Edward wouldn't be happy about that. I slipped out of his room and rushed to my room.

Tanya looked at me surprised and as I gathered fresh clothes and shampoo and shower gel, I ignored her 'walk of shame' comment. After my shower, I had less than fifteen minutes to get to my exam. I ran the whole way there, ignoring my splinting headache. That's what I deserved.

My name was just being called as I approached the amphitheatre.

"I'm here!" I gasped out, sounding like a chain smoker.

It was quite the challenge to remember every writer's name and the years and the operas and to comment on that. I was the last one to leave, my professor looked at me proudly. I hoped I wouldn't crush his hopes about me.

I trudged my way out of the building and smashed into someone. Again. Maybe this was my favorite past time activity and I didn't know.

"I honestly thought they had sequestrated you in there," Edward commented.

"Morning," I muttered and let him take my hand.

"Why did you run away this morning? I woke up alone with my fucking ass frozen and when I went to my room, Spot was sleeping on the fucking bed as if he owned it or something," he grumbled. I just giggled, unable to really talk. "How are your gnomes?"

"Huh?" I managed to ask, squinting at him. What gnomes? He looked tired and he hadn't shaved.

"Your gnomes… are they throwing a party in your head, too?"

"They're practicing step dancing," I muttered, making him laugh.

"Wait, I think I took it." He stopped walking and started searching his pockets for something. "Here." He offered me a pill with a grin.

"Thanks." I took it a gulped it with saliva. "Let's eat something."

"I can hold only toast," he admitted.

"Then let's buy bread. I have a small kitchen range. Mom's idea," I added when his eyebrows shot up.

After a short quarrel on which kind of bread to buy, we found ourselves in my room, turning slices of said bread on the kitchen range. I managed to burn my finger, but other than that the bread was amazing.

Edward was starting to feel better because he attempted to be funny and succeeded, of course. He had a slice of toast in his hands and was munching on it, imitating a squirrel. My gnomes revolted when I started laughing, but I ignored them and continued to eat my toast. Then he started making funny faces, probably trying to choke me up.

"We set quite the behavior last night," he said after he was done acting like a child.

"Who started it? It was your idea to drink from that cup!"

"You agreed. I never obliged you," he said cockily, pushing me with his foot, gently.

"I can't say no to you!" I groaned and hit him back.

"OW!" he yelped and clutched his shin. "That shit hurts."

"Can we talk about last night?" I found myself asking. I hadn't meant to bring that up.

His features changed and suddenly, he looked anxious. "Are you sorry for what we did?"

"I told you that I can't regret that. It's just… I can't believe we did it there! With everyone on the other side."

"I'm sure they were expecting us to disappear at some point."

"And return!" I pointed out. "They may think I threw you in the toilet and flushed it afterwards," I said, giggling.

"That's plain gross. Why would you do that?" He made a face, abandoning his toast.

"Because sometimes you are getting on my nerves."

"Am I annoying you, right now?" he asked, entertained.

"Not more than usual. But at the store, I nearly lost it," I admitted.

"You mean you didn't lose it? What was that all about? Hitting me with the baguette I had brought to you!"

"I told you that we needed bread and you brought me that! That would have burnt."

"Whatever." He dismissed me and flopped on his back. "What do you to for fun?"

I turned to him, bewildered. "What?"

"I can't see anything fun around here. It looks like a room from home, not a college dorm."

"I spend most of my time with your sister, in her room. Or lately, in your room. All I have is my laptop and iPod," I explained, blushing.

"So you don't have stuff like cards, Scrabble or some other shit?"

"Everyone has cards, Edward. And I have an old Monopoly."

His eyes lit up and he jumped off the bed. "Where?" He was so much like Alice, even though they weren't actually related.

"In my closet," I instructed him as I cleaned the kitchen range.

In no time, we were sitting Indian style on my bed, playing Monopoly. I had gotten the best proprieties and he was getting angry.

"You're cheating!" Edward hissed as I took my payment from the bank. He took off his shirt tossing it aside, stirring the dice wildly in his hand as if telling them what to turn out. He got one-one and I couldn't help but laugh, after so much effort… "I'm reasonable, Swan!"

"I'm not cheating! I got only two hundred as it says in the rules!"

"There were three bills. I saw it. And you don't even know how to count! How did you get to Kentucky, just now?"

He was adorable when he was losing. He hated it and I took it to my advantage.

"You're just a sore loser. You're good at just one thing. Basketball. Admit it."

"I'll tell you that I'm good at many things, Swan," he shot back, managing a respectable hand. Six-four.

"Like what? Coughing your ass every chance you got?" I teased him.

"You'd pay for that one!" he announced and lounged to me, nearly sending me off the bed. "I'm good at medicine," he said after a few seconds. "And sex. Definitely that!" he nodded to himself, making me snort in laughter.

"Don't flatter yourself, Cullen."

The door to my room opened and Alice froze in the doorway. "I can come back, later," she said in small voice.

"No, it's okay. Come in." I pushed her brother off me and turned to her, grinning.

"So where did you disappear last night?" she wondered.

"Bathroom," Edward answered promptly.

"Where you sick?" Alice asked me, worried. "You shouldn't have let her drink!" she hissed to her brother.

"She was so sick that she moaned the whole night!" Edward snickered. My palm connected with his cheek before I registered what I did.

"Jerk," I hissed as he cupped his cheek, watching me surprised.

"Fuck, Bella," he grunted.

"Why would you say that?"

"You said to never lie and now, you want us to lie?" He was so dense sometimes.

"Because you don't say stuff like that! I'm sure you scared Alice for life."

"I didn't. Look at her, perfectly fine." He pointed to her, smirking.

Alice was gaping at us, unable to talk, which was a first for her.

"Well, it's good to know you still fight," she finally said.

"He's a cocky bastard!" I snapped at the same time as he said, "She irks the hell out of me!"

"I irk you? Then maybe, you should rethink what you did before she came in."

"Oh, yes! Alice, did you know she likes to cheat?"

"I didn't cheat!" I yelled, exploding.

"You did! And you put your pawn wherever you wanted, not really counting, you got too much from the bank…"

"I did not!"

"Guys, guys?" Alice tried to break the new fight.

"Then when I wasn't looking, you snatched Park Place. You didn't have it," Edward continued, unheeded.

"Should I remind you how that card told you to pay 100 dollars and you told me to give you them because no one would know?" I shot back.

"SHUT UP!" Alice roared, standing on the bed, above us, hands on hips. "I don't know what the hell you are talking about and I DON'T care!" she snarled when we opened our mouths to explain. "Just shut up. I want to talk with Bella. Privately, Edward."

He continued to sit there, watching her dumbly.

"Should I bring the dictionary and explain to you what 'privately' means?" she asked sweetly.

"I was here first," he said petulantly.

"Edward, go," I said, seeing that Alice looked pretty distraught. He pouted some more, but after I kissed him again and walked him to the door, he left. I locked it and turned to Alice. "What happened?"

To my great surprise, she started crying. "Um… Alice?"

"I already lost Rose… I hope you are more sensible than her," she said softly, wiping her tears.

"Why would Rose abandon you?" I wondered and wrapped my arms around her. What had she done to make Rose act like that? "Is it about Jasper?"

"It has to do with him," she said evasively.

"You know how twins are."

"Bella… I am just going to say it, okay?" I nodded, worried. I wondered if she was pregnant. "I'm engaged."

"Sorry?" I turned to her, surprised. Surely, I hadn't heard her right.

"A few months ago… it was our fifth year anniversary and… he suddenly popped the question. I thought he was kidding initially then when he looked hurt at my giggles, I realized he was serious." She cried in my shoulder. "Are you upset?"

"Why would I be upset? I am … well, shocked."

She sniffed loudly. "I was going to tell everyone last night, but… the party ruined my plan."

"You should probably tell your brothers, soon, before Rose gets to Emmett. She can be territorial at times. I promise not tell Edward," I stated.

"She hates me! She said that I may be pregnant and lied to him just to make him marry me!" Alice wailed and clutched to my neck.

Yeah, that sounded like the Rose I knew and loved. The same Rose that warned me about Jake. I sighed and stroked Alice's back, squeezing her close.

"Did you say yes?"

"Duh!" she exclaimed loudly and pinched my arm. "How are things with my brother? We haven't talked in some time," she whispered after countless minutes of silence.

"Everything's good. Pretty amazing," I declared. "Did I tell you about the movie?"

"No." She shook her head and turned to me, watching me with puffy red eyes.

"He had this wonderful idea –actually, Bob had it, but doesn't matter – to get me to an open air cinema. It was wonderful," I told her with a big grin.

"Let me get this straight. You didn't see the movie," she said with a knowing smirk.

"Bits of it. It was actually interesting, it was a classic, but well…he distracted me. And what is important is that he asked me to be his girlfriend!" I finished with a squeal. I really felt like one of those bimbos.

"NO way!"

"Yes way!" I nodded, grinning.

"Wow, Bella! I suppose we were right about him changing," she said after hugging me.

"Alice, he had denied sex up until last night," I blurted out.

"WHAT?"

"Don't make me repeat it. And this stays between us."

"Are you talking about Edward? Are you sure?" she asked.

"No, I'm talking about his evil twin."

"More like, saint twin." She smirked, giggling. "Wait, if last night was the first time… what happened in the car?" she asked, confused then comprehending drawn to her face. "No! Don't tell me!" she shouted, putting her hands to her ears.

"It wasn't the first time." I stressed on the word 'first'. "How low do you think of him?"

"So we were right about December. I should have known. When I called that morning and you both were distant and evasive," she said, shaking her head. "At least, that was a wake up call for him."

"Yeah, although I hope he hadn't done that," I mumbled.

The doorknob rattled and then Tanya's screech came from outside, to let her in. I rolled my eyes and went to open the door.

"I'm going to Jazzy," Alice whispered.

"Have fun!" I said and kissed her spiky head.

Tanya came in and took in my bed then scowled and turned to her phone, which she was talking at. "Yes, as I was telling you…" I donned her out and packed up the Monopoly.

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