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storyline - Heart/Crystal beachin'

prompt - initiate

Bright n' early on Monday morning Bella, Rose and Alice headed down to the Seashack on the bikes Aunt Claire had provided the day before. It had been a while since Bella had used a bike as her primary mode of transport, but she was secretly glad she'd have a way to burn of all the calories she'd likely consume working at a bar and restaurant.

None of the girls had experience working in a place like the Seashack – in fact Rose had never had a job, period – but Claire was patient, painstakingly showing the girls the ropes and helping them make sense of how things ran. The other two waitresses, Jessica and Lauren, were locals who had worked there after school and during the summer for years.

Lauren was a tall, willowy blonde. She was a little snooty, but Bella thought that she was actually quite nice once you got to know her. Jessica was curvy little thing, not as small as Alice but almost. She was sweet, helpful, and dumber than a bag of bricks. Still, one didn't have to be a genius to take orders and serve food.

Friendliness and being quick on one's feet, however, was of utmost importance. Bella learned this the hard way, trying to balance drinks on tray.

Noticing her wobbly stance, Lauren stopped Bella before she went careening in to the lunch time rush.

"Might take awhile before you can handle this," she said, removing several of the glasses. "Just ask for help. I'll follow you."

"Oh, thank you," breathed Bella. Her heart was racing; she didn't know what she'd been thinking, taking on a job like this!

Meanwhile, across the floor, Rose was having no trouble at all. Her Seashack t-shirt fit quite nicely, so nicely that she was just racking up tips… no pun intended. And Alice was a pro when it came to conversing with customers. She was born to initiate conversation, and table after table warmed to her sweet personality.

By mid-day, the girls were exhausted. Bella trudged along to the kitchen to place her own lunch order, trying to ignore the happy chatter of her best friends. She was beginning to have serious doubts as to whether she could handle this type of work for the rest of the summer.

"We're doing yoga when we get home," Alice said, linking her arm with Bella's. "You're so stressed out I can smell it."

"It's probably BO," Bella deadpanned, looking quickly over the menu before writing down what she wanted.

"You smell fine," snapped Rose. "But you look like crap. Seriously. We have a beach view and a bunch of halfway drunk men paying us to bring them food and smile. How rough can it be?"

"I'm just not good at it," Bella whined, her eyes filling with tears. "I'm so freaking uncoordinated. They're probably all laughing at me!"

Rose sighed. "Bella…"

"No! I almost dropped a plate of lobster on this guy's lap! The little tub of butter was sliding –"

"Bella!" Rose snapped her fingers. "It's your first day! You'll be fine. Besides, all you gotta do is show a little cleavage…" She grabbed a pair of scissors and snipped a "v" into the neckline of Bella's tee. "And voila. Instant tips."

Bella looked down at her now partly visible boobs. "Thanks."

"You'll see." Rose smiled smugly.

Alice patted her shoulder. "The yoga will help you decompress."

Sighing, Bella nodded. She wondered how Edward's day was going.

A couple blocks away, Emmett stood on the balcony of the condo he and the boys had just completed renovating. He looked longingly at the girl's house across the street, wishing they were over there were their pole dancing and muffin displays.

"I'm starved, man, you ready?" Jasper said, clapping Em on the back. "Edward said the girls would hook us up down at the Seashack."

"Hell yeah," Em said. "Let's go."

Edward drove, and within minutes they were pulling up to the crowded restaurant. This place was always popular, especially during the summer for lunch and dinner. The two for one beer specials and butterfly shrimp specialty made it hard to resist.

That, and the hot chicks working the floor.

The moment the boys walked through the door, animal magnetism drew Bella's gaze to Edward's. They sharing a knowing glance, Bella blushing as Edward's eyes blazed with unadulterated lust. All they'd done was fool around, but he was hooked for sure. He'd never met a girl like Bella Swan, and he had no intention of letting her go.

Bella had never met anyone as pretty as Edward. Plus, he had mad skills in the bedroom. If he could make her jukebox sing with just a couple of strokes, she could only imagine what would happen when she opened up shop for real.

Jasper shoved Edward forward, rolling his eyes. "Come on, Casanova," he muttered. "I'm ready to eat."

"So am I, brother, so am I," Emmett said hornily, practically salivating as Rose leaned over a table not too far away. Man, that reminded him of their shower encounter…

"Hi guys!" Jessica appeared in front of them, sudden as a jack in the box. "Let me set you! I'll bet you want your regular table with your regular order, amiright?"

"Um." Edward paused. Jessica had always had a crush on him –on all three of them actually –but he'd never been able to bring himself to hook up. She was too sweet, too child-like, too…

"Silly," Rose said, joining Jessica. "These boys are with us. I'll seat them. Thanks, though."

"Oh, right!" Jessica grinned and fluttered away.

Back by the counter, Bella's nerves started getting the better of her again. What if she messed up in front of Edward?

"Relax," whispered Alice, rubbing Bella's back. "Don't focus on the negative, or else you'll bring it to fruition."

"Right," Bella whispered back. She marched out to the table and greeted Em, Jasper and Edward, who grinned and winked and ordered beer.

So far so good.

"You got this?" Rose asked, smiling in an encouraging way.

"Yep." Bella felt good. Really good.

Until she got to the table and spilled Edward's beer all over his lap.

"Crap, I'm so sorry!" she cried, blotting his crotch with her dishrag.

The shock of cold and wet was quickly replaced by the rhythmic kneading that Bella was unknowingly inflicting on his privates. He grabbed her wrist before his semi could turn in to a fully fledged.

But Bella, mistaking his movement for irritation, burst in to tears and raced to the back.

Alice sighed, setting a new beer down in front of him. "She's right outside the back door. You know the drill."

Edward did know the drill. Only this time, that girl needed to finish what she'd started.

"I suck!" Bella said once Edward had joined her, not noticing the tent in his pants.

Edward wished she did suck, but they'd have time to get to that. Instead, he put her hand on his peen.

Bella gaped at him, realization dawning in her doe-like eyes.

"Wet, I can handle, Bella. But not hard."