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Cover Girl Chapter 3

They ended up at the Forks Diner with greasy burgers and fries placed before them. Emmett was congratulated by many of the regulars who followed football; he was the first Forks resident to ever make it to the pros. Once the niceties were done, Emmett and Edward were left alone to enjoy their meal.

"So you really don't mind taking me? I'm fine going by myself if you don't want to go," Edward told him but Emmett just waved him off.

"Totally fine, bro. I was already thinking about heading there that week anyways," Emmett replied.

"Really? For what?" Edward asked, wondering if Emmett was just making it up to placate him or if his brother had a gambling problem they didn't know about.

"Just a bit of fun before I headed back to school. A couple of buddies from UDub and I talked about making a trip out of it. I don't know if they're still going, but we are definitely making this trip. Besides, I can see you have your panties in a twist to see this school."

"Shut it, Emmett! I don't wear panties!" Edward hissed at his older brother, making him laugh loudly.

"Calm down, bro, just a bit of teasing. Now, how about this game tonight?" Emmett asked and the rest of their meal was spent discussing the upcoming game, plays, Emmett's drafting to the Seahawks, and Emmett made an attempt to talk computers with Edward but failed. Edward was shocked he had even tried given Emmett's talent of killing them. Edward was pretty sure it was Emmett killing all the electronics in the house, and him subsequently trying to fix them, which got him interested in computers in the first place.

Later that night, sweaty and riding a victory high, Edward showered in the locker room and joined his teammates for one final post game celebration. The party was at Newton's house and Emmett was going along with him to relive the glory days. Besides, his teammates were dying to rub elbows with an honest to god NFL player.

The kegs were flowing and Edward was sporting a nice buzz. He was relaxing in the den, just people watching, when Newton walked in with a few guys, all huddled around him trying to grab something from his hands.

"Guys, back off! This is the new edition and I haven't had a chance to look at it yet. My dad just got it in the mail today," he bellowed at them and they backed off slightly but their eyes stayed glued to the item in his hand.

"Come on, Newton, just show us!" Embry Call begged and Newton finally relented and held the item up for them to see.

"Fuck! She's so damn hot!" Embry exclaimed as he reached down to adjust himself.

"I can't believe she's only two years older than us," Quil Atera, another of their teammates, said as his hand skimmed the page.

Edward looked over to see what they were looking at and nearly came unglued as they flipped the item open and he saw the cover.

It was the newest edition of Bunny Life, and she was on the cover! Edward fought the urge to snatch the magazine from Newton's hands as he hadn't purchased that copy yet. He tried to be sly as he looked at the cover image, Rosalie was kneeling on a desk, an obscenely short plaid skirt rested low on her hips, barely covering anything. He knew if she was standing that it would show everything. She had a tiny white top on, tied up at her breasts, exposing her entire midsection. There was a matching plaid tie looped loosely around her neck, draping seductively in her slight cleavage. Her hair had been placed in pigtails, large curls falling on both of her shoulders, and she was wearing a pair of black, horn rimmed glasses. The piece-de-resistance was the sucker she held gingerly between her thumb and index finger, her mouth parted just slightly as her tongue dipped out to taste the sweet concoction. She was every bit the naughty school girl and Edward knew what he'd be dreaming of that night.

"Dude, look! She's going to be at the AVN Adult Entertainment Expo this year! What I would give to attend that and meet her," Embry lamented and Edward silently seconded his woe.

He knew he'd give nearly anything to meet Rosalie, to actually see her in person, though he'd probably make a fool of himself and admit that he jacked-off to her photos, not like she hadn't heard that before. But still, it wasn't the right thing to say even though countless people probably did it. No, he was sure that if he ever had the chance to meet her he'd attempt to bring a bit of intelligent conversation her way, maybe talk books or cars or something. He did know what kind of books she liked and had read a few to see what the hype was about. And while he wasn't a car aficionado or anything, he could do general maintenance and knew makes and models.

But Edward knew he'd never get the chance to talk to her, or even see her from a distance. Girls like that didn't waste their time with average guys like him, especially not when they found out he was somewhat of a computer nerd. Sure, he was a football player, and he had a brother in the NFL, but that didn't make him anything special. Nope, Edward was just plain Edward, and Rosalie was way out of his league. But he could still fantasize about her, and knew he'd be doing that when he got home.

Edward decided to get a sneak peek at her photo spread and stood to join the guys, peering over Newton's shoulder to see what her newest photos looked like. Rosalie didn't disappoint! She was laid out, legs for days, her small breasts perfectly on display, as she let her head hang off one side of the desk she was on top of.

The next photo had her kneeling in the rolling chair, her small ass pushed out, her back arched to accentuate the curve, and she was looking over her shoulder, her eyes smoldering as she peered directly into the camera.

After that she stood in high heels, the skirt sitting on her hips and covering absolutely nothing, her shirt was on but undone and hanging loosely, and she held a yardstick in her hands like she was ready to command the room's attention. She definitely had Edward's!

The spread concluded with one of her lying on her stomach across a pile of books, some open, some closed. Her ankles were crossed and in the air, her breasts were pushed forward towards the camera, and her chin rested on her palms. There was a small article at the end that gave Edward a bit more insight to the woman he desired.

Rosalie is a full time college student studying Computer Engineering. She hopes to one day work on developing a computer interface system for disabled children.

Edward couldn't believe what he had just read. His dream girl, his Rosalie, was studying a similar field as he was going to. He couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face as he discovered something they could actually talk about if he were to ever meet her.

"Damn, beauty and brains? She's definitely out of our league," Quil lamented as he read the words printed on the page.

"Dude, don't you know that they make this shit up to make the girls more relatable?" Newton countered and Quil looked at him with a dumb expression. "Girls that do this for a living aren't really that smart, otherwise they wouldn't need to get naked to make money."

Edward felt a surge of anger tear through him from Newton's words. His Rosalie wasn't dumb! He wasn't sure how he knew it, but that he just did. However, to keep himself from making a scene, he just turned and walked away, opting for the quiet area near the fire pit where he slowly nursed another beer.

He stayed there, ignoring the party going on around him until Emmett found him much later. He heard Emmett telling him they were headed home, but when he went to stand up, the world spun and he found himself face to chest with his brother.

"Damn, bro, how many beers did you have?" Emmett asked and Edward tried to survey the damage but couldn't count the number of red plastic cups that surrounded his chair.

"Dunno, like two?" he replied, his words not even sounding clear to himself.

"Come on, let's get you home. Mom and Dad are going to kill me for letting you get drunk," Emmett said as he put his arm around Edward and eased him toward the car.

Edward's mind was still reeling with the information he had learned about Rosalie earlier that night. She was beautiful and smart, and had something in common with him. Oh how he wanted to talk coding and programming with her, how he wanted to pick her beautiful brain apart on the types of software and hardware she wanted to create. And how he wanted to do it all while she was sprawled in a tiny school girl skirt…

"Come on, you're wasted. Let's get you inside before you start crying out for Rosalie and wake the neighbors," Emmett said and Edward felt himself pulled to his feet and practically dragged inside.

He collapsed on his bed, fully clothed and half asleep already, but he heard his brother talking before sleep fully consumed him.

"Get some rest bro, and sweet dreams of Rosalie."

And then Edward's world faded to black.

So we see a little more of Rosalie, and now Edward has apparently clued Emmett in to his fascination with her. Uh oh! Edward might be in trouble with that one. I should see you later this weekend with another chapter. I'm trying to stay at least two ahead in writing so I'm going to try and get another one written in between laundry, cleaning out my van and delivering it to my mechanic, picking up a rental while my van gets some work done, and other various odds and ends with my kiddos. MUAH and see you soon!