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So hey! I know this story is rated M but for those of you ho still wanna read it and just skip the sex parts, I'll just put a warning up here! Unfortunantely there's no sex this chapter but Bella does get a little hot and bothered! So if that's gonna offend you you should stop now and go read Becoming a part of the Group. Either way, it's nothing graphic and everyone should be good to go! Let's go!

Chapter 3: It takes two to tango

The next few days passed quickly, home, school, home, out with Alice, home. I was falling into a steady routine with Alice and we'd been doubling up on our time together to make up more being apart this Friday. Alice, instead of dining on pizza and movies with me, had to go to a wedding where she'd be Jasper's date. Lucky blonde fellow. On Thursday she came over to see me off for the weekend. She kissed my cheek and squeezed me tight before eventually going and jumping in his truck.

"Love you Bells!" Jasper grinned at her and then looked down at me, giving me a goofy grin before adding on a "Yeah Love you darlin" and winking at his sweetheart in the car.

I rolled my eyes at them and blew them both a kiss before going inside. Soon enough Alice and Jasper would be having their own wedding, I was sure of it. What beautifully odd couple. I walked into the living room, preparing myself for mother daughter bonding night and threw some popcorn in the microwave. Things couldn't get any weirder. Renee quality time and no Alice?

The shit just hit the fan

After a while, mom fell asleep and I was left alone with my thoughts. I sat looking at the screen and watched the main character shamelessly flirt with her waitress. I watched the whole display with wide eyes, eager to learn a few more helpful flirty tips.

When I'd finally caught on to licking my lips and making a good amount of eye contact I realized something. I was suddenly in the mood for a nice cold cup of yogurt. I darted up the stairs, threw on some mascara and curled the tips of my hair. If that wasn't trying, I didn't know what was.

I grabbed my keys and flew down the stairs, taking two at a time to make the distance shorter. When I reached the bottom and saw my mom's still sleeping form I looked down at her.

"Hey mom, I'm gonna go get crazy enough for the both of us for once." I whispered it like it was a dirty secret and when I got in my truck, I was still smiling with excitement.

I can do this. I can do this.

I repeated the steady mantra until it was a constant beat in my head. And even then I just tried to convince myself it was true. I could do this. More importantly I had to do this.

When I arrived in front of yogurt patch I parked far away from the entrance. Figuring that any extra steps I had to walk to the front door were also precious seconds to help plan what I was going to say.

Just say 'hey'.

"Hey!" I tested it out in the rearview mirror. I was practically shouting at myself, not gonna work. Alright, next.

I blinked my eyelashes and looked up a little bit more. "Hey," It was breathy and smooth. But it also looked like I had a permanent twitch. What would Alice do?

After a few more awkward poses I'd come to my decision. Alice wouldn't sit here practicing poses with me in the car, Alice would just walk in and let whatever happens, happen. I look down at my phone and see that there's 20 minutes left until they close. Better late then never.

Time to be spontaneous.

I grab my keys and my phone and hop out of the truck. I look at the sign and all the colors littering the outdoors and my steady mantra beats louder in my head. A steady bas drum, I've always wanted background music in my life, no time like the present.

I walk in and he's leaned over the counter, working on some notebook, stretching with his arms flexed. He looks as good as last time but now, he has a pair of dark framed glasses adorning his eyes.

I look over at him and smile, I'm happy to see him, no matter stranger or friend.

"Hey, how are you?" Smooth Bella, smooth. It's better then any of the twenty things I practiced in my truck and it falls out effortlessly.

He looks up at me and smiles, finally acknowledging me and, inviting me in with his personality, dazzling me with his features.

"Blessed as always, how are you?" So he was a charmer! Blessed as always? That was one response I'd never heard.

'Well you know, things could be better. But isn't that always the case?" I throw him a side smile and walked up to his counter area, pressing myself flush against the hard tabletop.

"Yeah? And how can I IMPROVE things for you" He's done doodling on his notebook now, he closes it and comes closer to me. Now we're only separated by this small counter top, score for Bella, back on the field I go.

It takes two to tango baby.

"Well, I never got that phone call." he looks at me, and raises a brow, then he looks back down at his notebook and grabs his pencil.

He responds off handedly "I never got anything to call." I smile up at him, I'm confident. He thinks he's won, and he's never been more wrong.

"You never asked." if Alice has taught me anything, it's to be one step ahead and with him I'm constantly reminding myself of that concept, nothing could have prepared me for his response. Not even my small friends' intuition.

He plays off his next move, he's wearing a cocky smile and since he's so darn tall he still towers me when he leans in further I'm almost eye level with him. And boy are his eyes gorgeous. They're a smoldering green, a color that had no comparison, they draw you in and hold you there for a minute, and it makes me sure he gets most things he wants.

My lips are feeling suddenly dry, and when I lick them, he watches my tongue take in the sweet taste of the flavors that had covered them earlier. So after I'm sure he's watching, I lick them again this time a little slower and I bring my lip between my teeth sucking on my lip before I release it. I look up at him under hooded eyes and I take his moment of silence as a sign that I'm doing this right, and that I'm not making a complete fool of my self.

Yeah, think of what we could've done if you would have called.

But you didn't.

Because you didn't even ask for my number. Or my name.

He's looking at my lip. And I'm feeling warm everywhere. I take my spoon and push another bite into my mouth, licking all of the syrup and left over stickiness off the spoon. I'm practically doing dirty things to this spoon and I'm thinking of him.

Funny, I don't even remember getting this bowl.

But I'm turned on. And by the groan I hear from him, he is too. He looks me up and down again grabbing my hand and making me put the spoon down.

"What kind of perfume do you wear you smell really good?"

What?

Perfume?

After all that, he asks me about my perfume? I narrow my eyes at him. Stupid gorgeous boy.

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A Change in direction by Jayeliwood

Animate me by abstract way