The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: # 11

Pen Name: twilly | Pairing/Character(s): Edward/Bella | Rating: M | Word Count: 475

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Vice

"Fuck you," I said, pointing to Alice and then jabbed my finger at Rosalie, "And fuck you harder!" I skipped ahead of them on the sidewalk.

My so-called best friends are teasing me about calling this road trip to the casino on the coast my weekend of vice.

I wasn't really the prude they claim I am.

It's hard to be the new kindergarten teacher in a dinky ass podunk town.

Everyone sees everything.

So I want to get it all out of my system here.

All the drinking, gambling I can squeeze into four days two hundred away from their prying eyes, just waiting for the smallest misstep.

They don't think it's wild enough. They're basically calling me a goody-goody.

I can be wild.

I can party.

I squeezed my ass into these tight as fuck jeans.

I even agreed to wear my hooker heels.

I drank straight from the bottle at the hotel!

I look over my shoulder at my snickering besties. I'll bet they'd never expect me to do this. I lift my shirt over my head and shake my tatas. They squeal in approval. Before I even have time to lower my shirt, I hear a cat-call from ahead of me on the sidewalk, and then the woop-woop of a police cruiser.

The girls come up behind me, giggling and rock-paper-scissoring who gets to call my dad for bail money. The dudes I didn't realize were walking towards us when I lifted my shirt thank me for the show as they walk past us.

The officers approach and I try to explain to Officer Cullen is kind of playing bad cop with me, while it seems the other one is playing Chippendale cop with the girls. I want to trade.

I'm still a little buzzed from the booze in the room, and I'm really frustrated that they got Officer Teddy-bear. "I don't even get what the big deal is. Can I just say sorry and be on my merry way?"

"You don't get the big deal?" Officer Dick-head repeats indignantly.

If were sober, I probably would have realized this wasn't the right tact to take. But I wasn't so I spouted off. "Yeah. What's the big deal. So I accidentally flashed some adult dude walking by. He didn't mind, you can go ask him! And this is Oregon, anyway. You all have naked bike-rides."

"I can see you believe that, but public indecency is in fact a violation under Oregon Revised Statute one-sixty-three point four-fifty-six."

"Public indecency!"

The side chatter between my traitor-friends and the asshole's partner screeching halt. "My bra doesn't show anything than a freaking swimsuit!"

"Perhaps you should peek at what you have on under your shirt ma'am."

The asshole smirked as he saw the realization cross my face. I couldn't wear a bra with this shirt.

Fuck.

This flash was inspired by kreads' review way back on the first flash that said I should include the title (ORS 163.465) in an upcoming flash. And come on, you know I couldn't pass up the puniness of a flashing flash! And maybe a little bit by this one time at a casino on the coast.

maxandmo and GeekChic12 are both awesomeness, and I owe them a free pull on my slot machine. Machine! I said slot MACHINE! You girls are dirty. ;)