There was a creak from the hallway, and all of us glanced at each other before looking at the door. The shadow was getting closer and larger, and the shape was definitely male. I sucked in a soft breath as Rose ninja-rolled across the kitchen to hide behind the marble island with me as Alice watched us, leaning over the edge of the fridge slightly to see into the hall better. She shook her head at us- she couldn't see him. Rose palmed an egg as I gripped my spoon tighter. The shadow stopped just outside the door before stepping in.

All Hell broke loose.

We didn't know him, so we attacked. Alice turned the mixer on high, the loud noise startling the annoyingly familiar blonde man as batter splattered across his head. Rose and I appeared, she, still taking cover, pelted him with eggs while I, holding my baking sheet up, attacked him with the spoon, bashing him wherever I could reach. I could faintly hear Alice talking to someone from on top of the fridge. I lowered my shield slightly and saw the man's face.

"You fucking bastard! Why the hell are you here, you cock-sucking son of a bitch?" I bellowed, dropping my sheet and beating him harder. "First you fucking sleep in front of my door, you piece of shit, then you follow me to my friend's house? What in Satan's blackest Hell do you fucking think you are doing, you shit-headed cockroach?" I vaguely recall Rose pulling me away as I continued to scream at the young man who had first appeared in my doorway. I finally gave up when my voice grew hoarse and people began filing into the kitchen. Incidentally, some of my father's co-workers from the police station were there, along with the guys. I blinked.

"Bella, you really are a violent little thing, aren't you?" Andy, a deputy laughed. "When I heard your voice on the other end, I figured we didn't really have to rush." The other policeman laughed.

"I didn't know you had those kinds of words in you, little one," Mark, Charlie's second in command murmured, scratching his head. I blushed.

"Yeah, well, I was provoked," I mumbled. The boys were staring at me as Andy and Mark hauled the kid, Mike, away. "What?"

"I'm...just a little afraid of you, Bella," Jasper admitted. "That was kind of scary."

"Wait, you heard all that?" I asked, mortified.

"Alice had you on speakerphone..." Edward chuckled. "But it's true, none of us knew you had that kind of mouth on you." I groaned.

"Alice!"

"Well, Rose and I are the only ones who knew about your closet potty mouth," she laughed. "So I just figured we should fill them in, you know?"

"Oh, Alice, I swear, someday, I am going to kill you. You will die a slow and painful death at my hand," I threatened.

"Well...instead of killing each other, maybe you should all go clean up?" Jasper suggested. We looked down at ourselves. Sure enough, we were all covered in the remnants of our cookie dough fight. Rose and I turned to trudge up the stairs. Jasper was nodding to Alice before she followed us.

"They're going to clean up the kitchen,"she informed us. "Come on, bath time," she chirped, skipping up the stairs. We followed Alice to her personal bathroom and all stripped as Alice filled her massive tub with hot water. We all sank into it with a sigh.

"You know," Rose began, "I've always wanted girlfriends to do this with."

"You've never had any girlfriends?" Alice questioned, pausing in her playtime with her rubber ducky.

"No, I was always too tomboyish, and Bella was too shy," she explained. "Plus, I was busy fixing cars, and she was always busy writing. We never really had time for girlfriends."

"Well, you have me now!" Alice bubbled, damp hair sticking to her forehead. "And we are going to hang out as often as possible!"

"Alright, Alice," Rose chuckled. I smiled, lathering up my hands to wash my hair.

"No, Bella!" Alice cried. "We're all supposed to wash each other's hair!" I sighed and turned slightly, so we were all in a sort of triangle shape and able to reach each other's heads.

"Alice, how did I meet you again?" I sighed rhetorically.

"My dad puked on you," she replied immediately, laughing. We continued our shared bath, scrubbing each other's backs and having rubber ducky races across the tub as we made waves with our hands. Mine won.

"Whoo-hoo!" I yelled, jumping up and posing heroically. Rose and Alice stood up as well, and we were all covered in bubbles. Alice turned the shower on so we could rinse off, and we all took turns laughingly hogging the shower. I heard a choking sound come from behind us and turned. All three boys were sitting in the open doorway, eyes wide.

"What the hell are you bastards doing here?" I shrieked, grabbing Alice and holding her in front of me. "Alice, did you leave the door open?" She gave a weak laugh. I grabbed a heavy shampoo bottle and chucked it at them. "Scram!" They just dodged it and stayed in the doorway. I glanced back and Rose was ducked inside the tub. I vaulted over the side and stalked over to the door angrily, the boys' eyes getting wide. "Get the fuck out," I hissed, slamming the door and turning back to the others. Alice was comforting Rose.

"I'm sorry, I must have left it open a little, it doesn't always close all the way, and sometimes when a door somewhere else opens, there's a draft and all the doors-"

"It's okay, Alice," Rose said softly as I came over and sat on the edge of the tub. "I just...I'm...well, I'm a virgin, Alice, and I haven't let anyone see that much of me, ever!" I rubbed her shoulder comfortingly.

"Well, neither have I, Rose, so we're even, right?" I asked, chuckling.

"You...you haven't had sex? Either of you?" she asked, mouth dropping open. We nodded and looked at her. "You guys are both so fucking sexy all the time, I just sort of figured you'd had some experience!" she gaped. "How do you know what to do to turn guys on so fast?"

Rose blushed and replied, "romance novels and Cosmopolitan." I shrugged.

"I don't really try. I never had a reason to."

"Well, you do now!" Alice protested. "You have Edward!"

"We're not having sex any time soon, Alice," I sighed. "And it doesn't matter, really. I think anything I do turns him on." She laughed.

"I don't really want to know about my brother being turned on," she replied, stepping out of the tub and digging in a cabinet for some towels, which she threw at us.

"You paint him with an erection all the time," I pointed out, wrapping my towel around myself. Rose dropped hers.

"What?" Alice and I blinked at her.

"What what?" I asked back.

"She's painted him...with an erection? What kinds of poses are these?" she bellowed.

"It's a nude romance series, Rose," Alice pointed out. "So, all kinds of poses. And he doesn't have an erection in all of them, just some of them." Rose sighed.

"Oh, Bella, I can't believe you've gotten into this."

"Me neither," I grinned, opening the door.

"Wait, Bella, go to Edward's room, kay? And don't dry your hair, yet!" Puzzled, I did as she asked and turned into Edward's room instead. He was spread out on his bed, lying on his stomach with headphones on, and just low hanging sweatpants. I grinned to myself and ran up to him, jumping onto his back, my towel slipping from one of my breasts as I tickled his back. He jerked in surprise. I lifted one of his headphones and murmured into his ear.

"That was really naughty of you to go watching us in the bathtub," I breathed. He sighed.

"The door was open and you were all just...there..." he trailed off, blushing lightly. I chuckled as Alice walked in.

"Well, this looks cozy," she muttered, ruffling her hair. "Bella, sit on the bed in front of Edwards and turn your body sort of sideways. No, just leave your towel around your waist like that," she said as I moved to take it off. She threw Edward a brush. "Edward, you are going to brush her hair out. Kneel behind her, but keep your knees on either side of her." I felt bare knees and looked back at him. He was now completely naked...and semi hard. I blushed softly as he gave me a roguish smile. "What are you waiting for, start brushing!" Alice commanded. He did, and it was like heaven. I wasn't even turned on, it just felt like the most amazing thing in the world. I couldn't remember the last time someone had brushed my hair. I smiled, my eyes closed as my head moved with his strokes. I sighed softly.

"Do you like this?" he asked. I blinked lazily and smiled, 'hn'ing softly in content. If I was a cat, I'd be purring right about now.