I was going to wait until I was done with my last story before I started this, but I'm too into it! Hope you all enjoy. A little background on it – Bella's a college freshman who travels across Washington to go to school with her brother, Emmett. Edward is Emmett's little brother in their fraternity there; will he keep his feelings in check or give in to temptation? Lots of opportunity for fluff/lemons/god-knows-what-else

Prologue

BPOV

A tap came at my window around 1 a.m.

I lay there, staring at my ceiling – I didn't have to look over to know who it was: my boyfriend of the past year, Jacob. I just kept my eyes on the random patterns of holes in my ceiling, debating whether or not I'll get up and let him in. Reluctantly, I got up.

He was perched on my ledge, looking rather ridiculous: a 6' 7", incredibly muscular young man folded into an awkward crouching position in order to stay balanced on the small space of roof. But I couldn't laugh at him, because I knew what he came here for, and I was going to have to give him one of the biggest disappointments of his life.

"Bella! Let me in!" He called unnecessarily from outside the double-paned glass.

"Hold on," I muttered as I turned the latch and lifted the window.

I moved out of the way so his long body could unwind itself into my bedroom. He stretched his long legs out as if he had been forced into that position for quite some time; in reality, it had only been about two minutes. He sat on the edge of my bed and looked up at me expectantly.

"No hello?" He asked.

"Hello," I replied.

He patted the space next to him but I shook my head, "I'm fine."

"What's wrong? Today was your graduation day and you're acting as if your dog died."

I stared at the purple rug that lay between us on the floor; I was desperately trying to find the right way to say what I needed to say.

"Jake, you know I really like you, right?"

"You're breaking up with me," it wasn't a question; I didn't expect him to be surprised by this considering how I was acting, or how I'd been acting for the past two weeks, for that matter.

I had just wrapped up my senior year, and I had been making some very difficult decisions. As much as Jacob, and my father, Charlie, wanted me to go to the University of Washington and stay relatively close to Forks, I had done exactly the opposite.

In August, I would be joining my brother, Emmett, at Washington State, in Pullman – which is almost nine hours from my hometown. I haven't told Jacob about this, because I just don't know how.

We were childhood friends who started dating last summer, despite his being a year younger than me and the fact that he attends a different school.

He had visions of us staying in either Forks or La Push for the rest of our lives – I know this because he tells me about it constantly. I think he even has the names of our theoretical children picked out.

Me? I want to get the hell out of Washington.

I want to become a photographer and see the world; Jacob thinks there's plenty for me to photograph right here in Forks.

So, here we were. He just sat there on my bed looking as if he didn't know whether to cry or yell. I wish he would do something, the tension was killing me.

"Why Bella? I thought we were going to make this work," he whispered in a voice hoarse with emotion. "I know you're going to Seattle, but that's not that far away…"

"I'm not going to UW," I said. "I decided to go to state."

"State? Why? Why can't you just go to Seattle? Or even Tacoma?"

"Because I want to see if I can make it away from home, away from everything in Forks."

"But…you don't want me to be a part of your life anymore?" A tear escaped his left eye and I struggled to hold myself together. I knew he'd be crushed, but I had been praying that he wouldn't cry.

"I just don't see us going in the same direction, Jake," I said. "You want to stay around Forks, and I want to see the world."

"What is it with you and this 'see the world' garbage?" He asked, suddenly angry. "You keep saying that, but how many people honestly get out of their home state, Bella? People always say they want to be more than they are, but then they just end up back where started from."

"That's not going to happen to me, Jake."

"Sure," he said with a laugh.

"You know what, why don't you just leave?" I asked pointing to the window. "You only came here because of some stupid promise I made to you – that I'd sleep with you after I graduated – and clearly, that's not happening now."

He stood and ducked back out my window without another word. I slammed my window shut and threw myself on my bed, determined not to cry over a stupid boy.

EPOV

"Hey Eddie!! Come on, bro, we're going to Pete's!"

I rolled over and looked at my clock – 9:30 p.m. The quick nap I had meant to take at 3:30 had become more serious than I had intended. I lifted myself out of my bed and picked my jeans up off the floor. Once I had slipped my feet into my Adidas, I wandered down to the kitchen of our house and found all the usual suspects – my fraternity brothers.

I'm a member of the Sigma Pi fraternity at Washington State, and for some unknown reason I took the last room available to live in for this, my junior year. I should have known better; I'm trying to tone down my behaviors, not be such an alcoholic womanizer, and living amongst my own kind makes that difficult to achieve.

Though, a part of me was afraid if I lived on my own, I'd simply pick up where I left off last year – dating one girl after another, drinking every night and wasting my life away. This year, I was determined to do two things: 1) finally get myself on the right track in all of my pre-med courses so my dad – Dr. Carlisle Cullen – will get off of my back, and 2) find one – and only one – girl to date.

This can't be all that hard to accomplish, right?

August: WSU freshman orientation

BPOV

"Hi guys, I'm Heidi and I'll be your tour guide today. First off, we're going to head over to the student center where you'll find a food court and the student store. We'll also get you your school ID there, you will not want to lose this because it is not just your identification, it's also your meal card – and wouldn't it be awful if you couldn't eat because you lost your card?"

The bubbly blond girl droned on about the importance of our student ID cards until I wanted to reach over and scratch her eyes out. We've all had student IDs before, I'm sure, plus we've all had driver's licenses for at least two years now – we all know how important these things are.

I'm already fairly familiar with this campus, I came here three years ago when my brother started here; my parents and I helped him move into his dorm. I only had my dad on this trip, though. Charlie and Renee, my mom, were divorced shortly after Emmett started college and now she lived in Seattle, allowing Charlie to have primary custody of me – I only really see her in the summertime.

Once I was rid of the super-peppy orientation squad, I found Charlie who was exiting his parent orientation.

"Why did I have to do that again?" He asked me as we met near a grassy area not far from my new dorm hall. "I already went through that crap with Emmett."

"Different kid, different experience," I shrugged.

"I guess so," he said as we reached his truck. Suddenly an SUV pulled up next to us and a group of young men jumped out and walked towards us.

"Dad! Bells!" Emmett yelled as he pushed his way past his friends and lifted me into a big hug.

"Hey dork!" I said as he twirled me around. "Come to help me move in?"

"Of course," he said. "Fraternities have to help freshmen move into their dorms, it's kind of a community service."

"Well, aren't you just the Boy Scout now?" I teased.

"Em, intros?" Asked a tall boy with blond hair.

"Oh, right…Bells this is Jasper, the guy in with the grey sweatshirt is Ben, the guy in the Red Sox hat is Mike and that dangerous looking one is James."

"Hi," I said shyly.

"Nice to meet you, Bella, we've heard all about you," Jasper said as he took my hand and kissed it.
"Easy Romeo," Emmett warned. "That's my baby sister."

"Where do we start?" Asked the boy named Ben.

"Let's see what we've got," Emmett said walking towards my meager belongings in the back of Charlie's truck. "Packed light, huh sis?"

"You know me," I said.

"I do," he replied. "So I know that you probably brought more books than clothes."

He was right; I had three boxes full of books that Mike and Ben had to carry up together, one at a time.

"Sorry," I said as they set the last box in my room. "I like to read a lot, so I'm always sure to bring a lot of books. Consider yourselves lucky I only brought a third of my collection."

They shook their heads in amusement as they went back down to see if there was anything else that needed to be brought up. But I only had three suitcases and a few other necessities. I was happy to find that the room already came equipped with a desk; I set my lap top up and turned on some music as I started putting my clothes into the dresser on my side of the room.

"That's everything," Emmett declared as he bound back into my room.

"Thanks, Em," I said, hugging him again.

"No problem," he replied as Charlie walked back in, a little out of breath from all the moving. "So, we're having a party at the house tonight; it'll be a good opportunity for you to meet people."

"Frat party?" Charlie asked. "I don't think so, Emmett."

"Dad, this is my sister – do you honestly believe I'd let her do something stupid? Or let anyone else do something stupid to her?"

Charlie still looked skeptical but nodded, "Fine, I guess she could use a little fun before school starts."

"Knock, knock!" Came a melodic voice from the doorway.

"Hey Rose," I called as my brother's girlfriend walked in, looking ever like the goddess she is.

"Hey Bella! Excited to be moving in?"

"Yeah," I said. "Just putting things away right now."

"Have you met your roommate yet?"

"No," I said. "She hasn't showed up."

"Maybe you'll luck out and get someone who decided to not show up or something," she said.

"That'd be cool," I said.

"Oh, come on now, Bells, you want a roommate," Charlie said. "You'll get lonely, otherwise."

Charlie looked to his watch then, "I've got to get going, Bells."

"Really, Dad, you don't have to go now, do you? You could stay here overnight."

"Where?" He asked.

"Always room at the Pi house," Emmett said.

"Sure, like I'm going to stay with the Deltas," Charlie scoffed. "No, I'll just go and let you kids have your fun. Bye Bells."

I hugged my dad as he kissed the top of my head. Emmett hugged Charlie and our dad was out the door.

"So," Rosalie said as soon as Charlie was gone. "What are you wearing to the party?"

"I have to wear something special?" I asked. "I just thought I'd wear this."

I pointed to my jeans and t-shirt. I didn't see the reason in changing, it's not like I'd impress anybody anyway.

"No, no, no," Rosalie said. "I wouldn't be much of a friend if I let you go out looking like that. Let's see what clothes you brought."

Rosalie rifled through my dresser and closet and managed to find one dress and threw it towards me, "Put this on while I think of something to do to your hair."

"I've gotta get back over to the house, will you bring her by later, Rose?" Emmett asked as he walked out of the room.

"Got it covered," she said.

"Alright, see ya later, Bells."

"Bye."

An hour later, after Rosalie had tortured me to her liking she drove me to a big white house with Grecian columns in the front and a big sign hanging from the front that told every passing car that this was, in fact, the Sigma Pi Fraternity house – subtle.

There was a group of boys who couldn't have been much older than me out in the front of the house with bottles of beer in their hands, some were smoking. I suddenly felt out of place, and more than a little vulnerable, in my light, summery, white dress.

"Hey Rose," one of them called.

"You guys be careful," she warned as we passed. "If you see cops, you'd better get back inside quick."

"We will," the same guy said.

"Hey, who's she?" Another guy asked of me.

"Emmett's sister," Rosalie said, not bothering to introduce me – she explained inside.

"You don't want to know any of those guys," she said with the merest hint of snobbery in her voice. "They're just sophomores…and they're idiots."

"OK," I said quietly.

Inside, there was even more drinking going on; a group of boys were seated in front of a TV playing Wii and a group of girls were standing in a corner looking too cool for the room. One of them looked up and started walking our way.

"Hey Rose, who's your friend?" She asked, she had long, blond hair and was wearing a bright pink tube dress.

"This is Bella, Emmett's sister, she's a freshman this year; Bells, this is Samantha, the president of Sigma Kappa."

I had almost forgot that Rosalie was in a sorority – even though she's a tall, gorgeous blond, she's still – how do I put this? She's nice to people. So, really, she's not obvious sorority material.

"Hi Bella, it's nice to meet you," she said as she threw her hair over her shoulder. "So, are you going to pledge with us this year?"

She's good – what better way to put me on the spot than ask me right here and now if I'm going to be part of her Kappa-spank-me sisterhood? I had to think fast.

"I don't know, I guess I've never really thought about joining a sorority." And, I have no desire to be some frat boy's receptacle.

"You totally should," she said. "Come by the house on Monday after school and we'll show you around."

"Sure," I said – couldn't hurt to look.

"There are my girls," Emmett called just in the nick of time. "Having a good time?"

"We just got here, silly," Rosalie said as she gave him a kiss.

Emmett took a closer look at me and his demeanor seemed to change, "Rose? What's Bella wearing?"

"Her dress," Rosalie said as if nothing was wrong.

"Look how short that is," he exclaimed. "And how low it is in the front; I can see her boobs."

"Yes, Emmett, your little sister has breasts," Rosalie said, rolling her eyes. "And she's 18 now, so chill."

"I don't want any of these guys to see her like that! You know how they are."

"They're your friends!" Rosalie yelled.

"Yes they are! And that's why I know I'm not letting Bella be around them dressed like that."

"Oh stop it! You're overreacting."

"Hey guys, what's going on?"

I turned to see where the new voice was coming from and found myself face to face with the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. He had short, messy, bronze-colored hair and the most devastating pair of eyes I'd ever seen – they were topaz, I've never seen eyes like that before.

He noticed me looking at him and gave me a sweet smile; I dropped my eyes to the floor and turned back to Emmett and Rosalie.

"Hey Cullen, finally find your way out of your rabbit hole?" Emmett asked.

"Figured I'd come up for some air," the man laughed. "Who's this?"

"This is my sister, Bella," Emmett said. "Bells, this is Edward Cullen, he's our treasurer this year."

"It's nice to meet you, Bella," he said offering his hand.

I stared at his perfect, long and graceful hand for what seemed like forever before I actually shook it. I still couldn't find the words to speak to him – so I just squeaked a "hi."

"Edward, doesn't Bella look stunning tonight?" Rosalie asked.

"Absolutely," he replied causing my face to go from warm to blazing. "Though, I'm sure she's stunning no matter what, right?"

"That she is," Rosalie agreed.

"Look, I know my sister is stunning, that's the problem," Emmett said. "She's a tiny, beautiful girl surrounded by a pack of drunken, horny idiots. And I told my dad nothing would happen to her."

"I won't let anything happen to her, Em," Edward said. "I'll be her protector tonight."

"Oh, and you think I trust you, Cullen?" Emmett asked.

"Yes you do," Edward replied. "You know you do; you at least trust me more than anyone else here."

Emmett thought about this for a moment, "That's true. OK, Cullen, if Bella ends up drunk or pregnant tonight, I'm holding you personally responsible."

"Understood," Edward said.

"And make double sure you don't let James anywhere near her!"

Edward saluted as Emmett walked away to check on a keg in the kitchen; I looked to Edward who was observing his fellow frat boys with mild amusement, "You really don't have to do this, I'm sure I'll be fine."

"No, Em's right," he said. "You shouldn't be left alone here."

EPOV

I had finished my shower and sprayed some Axe on before heading down to sit around and drink with the game gaggle of miscreants I see every day. I don't even know why I bothered with the cologne; really, none of these girls interested me in the least. The Sig Kaps were the sorority we held all of our functions with, and I had dated many of them briefly, so I knew what to expect – and it wasn't much.

As soon as I got downstairs, I was already tired of what I saw: girls flipping their hair and laughing in the corner like they were too precious to interact with anyone else, some guys playing video games and some other guys playing beer pong. I stopped and debated turning around and going back to my room. That is, until I saw Emmett.

My best friend, and big brother in the fraternity, Emmett Swan was standing with his girlfriend, Rosalie Hale, engaged in a heated debate as usual. I walked up behind a small girl standing in front of them to try and defuse the situation.

"Hey guys! What's going on?"

Emmett looked up and smiled, "Hey Cullen, finally find your way out of your rabbit hole?"

"Figured I'd come up for some air. Who's this?"

"This is my sister, Bella," Emmett said. "Bells, this is Edward Cullen, he's our treasurer this year."

"It's nice to meet you, Bella," I said.

As she turned towards me, I saw that she had an angelic, heart-shaped face that was framed by soft, almost auburn hair. And her deep brown eyes caught a glint from the light just behind me, causing them to sparkle as she finally opened her beautiful mouth to speak a quiet, "hi."

"Edward, doesn't Bella look stunning tonight?" Rosalie asked.

"Absolutely," I said, trying to shake all of my impure thoughts out of my head. "Though, I'm sure she's stunning no matter what, right?"

"That she is," Rosalie agreed.

"Look, I know my sister is stunning, that's the problem," Emmett said. "She's a tiny, beautiful girl surrounded by a pack of drunken, horny idiots. And I told my dad nothing would happen to her."

Ah, so this was what Emmett and Rosalie had been arguing about. Well, I could put my bro's mind at ease, "I won't let anything happen to her, Em. I'll be her protector tonight."

"Oh, and you think I trust you, Cullen?" He asked.

"Yes you do –you know you do. You at least trust me more than anyone else here."

"That's true; OK, Cullen, if Bella ends up drunk or pregnant tonight, I'm holding you personally responsible."

"Understood," I said.

"And make double sure you don't let James anywhere near her!"

I gave him a salute as he walked back into the kitchen. I turned as I heard James taunting a group of sophomores he had just beat at Mario Kart; no wonder Emmett doesn't want him anywhere near Bella.

Suddenly, she tiny, sweet voice piped up beside me, "You really don't have to do this, I'm sure I'll be fine."

"No, Em's right – you shouldn't be left alone here."

"He's just being overprotective," she said. "It's kind of annoying."

"If you were my little sister, I'd be overprotective, too," I said, trying to sound brotherly.

It definitely wasn't good that I was having romantic feelings for my best friend's sister. I mean, technically she's my sister, right, since Emmett is my Sig Pi brother?

Nope, even that idea couldn't stop me from imagining her naked. Stop it, Cullen! You're going to get a beating from Em if you keep this crap up! But, I can't help it; here before me sits an angel and I couldn't help but fall under her spell. I was lost completely…and completely fucked!

What do you all think? I know this concept had probably been done before, but this is my interpretation – so you know it's of the highest quality (she says so humbly)