There are some very good reasons this chapter took so many months to complete...you see, we both had family staying over, Julie wanted to leave the fandom, Kris's Amish boyfriend broke up with her(he didn't want to leave the community for her), both of our computers broke at one point or another, Julie had trouble with her wireless and THEN the file got corrupted and we had to start all over and Kris refused to cooperate. It was awful, but despite the odds being stacked against us, we have persevered and written you another chapter of quality fic. Enjoy!

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Bella stood in complete shock for a few seconds, having never been put in such a situation before since she is very socially awkward after all. Usually she avoids any type of confrontation, but as you can tell, Tanya pushed all the right buttons in our reluctant heroine. (Please, take note of the 'e', readers, and know that if we weren't such sticklers for spelling we would have left it off.)

"Fine," Bella finally sniffed in response and catching everyone at the party by surprise, and we're sure surprising you all as well, she grabbed Edward's shirt and kissed him very obscenely. In fact, it would probably be a bit inappropriate to fully describe the kiss Bella gave Edward.

As for Edward, well readers, as we're sure you already know, he was pretty damn turned on by the whole thing. Not only was Bella being all fierce and such, she also had just given him the hottest kiss ever. Mostly, Edward just wanted to take her home and finish what they had started a few nights ago. They had other things to deal with first before he could start ripping off Bella's clothes again though.

When they finally came up for air, everyone had stopped to stare at them like they had just streaked across a football field instead of just performing a very public display of affection. Tanya, especially, was gaping like a gold fish at our favorite couple.

Tanya sputtered in shock for a minute before oh so intelligently coming up with this shocking retort: "That's hardly proof. Everyone knows Edward Cullen would kiss anyone."

Bella glared at her, getting all geared up to say something terribly witty, fierce, and profound in the sort of way that would inspire all young girls to respond in this situation, but Edward took a step forward and started talking before she got a chance.

"Tanya," he sighed, his velvet voice swooning every girl watching the three of them (as well as a few men). "I love Bella. She makes my heart beat so fast that I feel it's going to explode out of my chest. You are a bitch and a slut. Bella is ten times the woman you will ever hope to be. She's beautiful, sweet, and she understands me better than anyone else ever can or ever will. Especially you."

Edward turned to grab Bella's hand, who was actually gazing at him and absolute lust and desire, before quickly turning his head back to Tanya, who was gaping once again, and added, "Oh, and, I hate you."

Edward grabbed his beloved off the dance floor and towards one of the dark corners, not paying any attention to the crowd that was cheering and clapping because of that inspiring speech.

Once they were in the dark, Bella literally pounced on him as she used her newly found seduction skills and whispered up into Edward's ear, "You're so sexy when you're mad."

Showing some very unexpected sexual prowess, Bella grabbed Edward and pulled him down for a very inappropriate kiss which he gladly encouraged. However, all too soon for our heroine's taste he pulled away. Why, you ask would a man-whore pull away from a willing woman like Bella? Well, dear reader, we're glad you asked. While it may be well-known Edward is a man-whore, he is also a gentleman. A gentleman man-whore (who is also secretly still a virgin, if you'll be so kind as to remember). Apparently it's not nearly as uncommon as it sounds. You'll have to trust us.

"Bella," Edward whispered in that silky voice that rendered Bella barely coherent. "I think we should wait."

"Wait?" Bella asked horrified. You see, we've failed to mention one small detail before that will entangle our tragically original plot even more. Bella has made a bet with her two BFFs that she could lose her virginity before her next birthday, which oh-so-conveniently was next week. We know, it's shocking, isn't it? Shocking, but true.

So, when Bella heard those horrifying words from Edward, who she though would be a sure lay, she immediately went into panic mode.

Oh my God, I knew it. I'm not good enough. I'm a klutz and not as pretty as barbie dolls and Edward is just so shallow that he could never want me.

Bella's eyes widened as she took a step back from her Adonis. "You don't really want me, do you?" she choked out.

"What? Of course I do -"

Bella cut him off, feeling rejected, angry and still horny so that I was pissing her off even more. "You obviously don't care about me at all, because if you did you would take me; right here, right now!"

Edward took a step towards her, trying to reach out to her and feeling very, very confused. "Bella, you don't understand. I just think that we should -"

"I thought you were different, Edward," Bella cried, feeling all those insecurities of hers start to come out (wherever they come from, we don't even know). "You were willing to want all those other girls, but now with me you can't even pretend to think I'm even good enough! BASTARD!"

Bella tore away from him, tears rolling down her cheeks but luckily Alice had her put on waterproof mascara earlier, so Bella still looked beautiful as she cried. She was going to have to remember to thank that little pixie later.

Since Alice was the all-knowing of the two BFFs, she was of course, immediately at Bella's side to escort her out of the building while Rose, true to her man-hating nature, got all revved up to quick some man-whore ass for rejecting her beloved friend.

"EDWARD CULLEN!" Rose shrieked and as always happens when someone yells in a college party in full-swing - everything went silent immediately and the crowds parted to reveal Edward cowering in the corner from Rose's wrath. Rose took a dramatic deep breath and narrowed her eyes at the reformed man-whore as he protested that his feelings for Bella really did run deep. His words however meant nothing when compared to the legendary hate that Rose was capable of. There's no need to go much more in depth in the reasoning behind Rose's seemingly random man-hate, just be satisfied to know that she's a complete and utter bitch. Dear readers, we're sure you've realized in your extensive readings that every story needs at least one character who's a bitch for no good reason(but don't worry, she'll be magically transformed later when she's reunited with Emmett. Just sit tight.)

"Rose..." Edward, our once brave, if slightly tarnished hero, protested. "I was only trying -"

"I don't care what you were trying to do, you bastard," Rose spat at him(quite literally), then before gracefully storming out and making a very dramatic exit from the party, she added the necessary, if slightly disturbing threat, "If you come near her again, I will rip your balls off."

Edward gulped. Everyone else gaped in shock before someone thought to turn on the music again which had been turned off oh so conveniently so everyone could hear Rose as she threatened Edward.

Edward, left to his own devices after everyone conveniently turned away and pretended he didn't exist, left the party to wallow in the deep, dark depression that suddenly and surprisingly seized his soul at the thought of never seeing Bella again because if you haven't caught on yet, Edward is a very dramatic soul. In fact, we're betting he would have done wonderfully as a slam poet if he'd chosen to go that way with his life, but that's besides the point.

Getting back to our tragically original plot, Edward, as we're quite sure you wouldn't have guessed, locked himself in his room for days on end, brooding and generally feeling sorry for himself until Emmett dragged him out into the sunlight claiming that he would die of "the darkness". Oh, have we mentioned that besides always talking in caps lock Emmett also apparently has the mental capacity of a 4-year-old? Well, keep that in mind, It's important.

So after being forced back into the sunlight, our reformed man-whore finally began to pull himself together what, pray, did he do, dear reader? The world may never know. (Until we write the next chapter that is.)

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