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BPOV

I was panting.

I was sweating.

It was hot as hell.

I was wedged between my mother and some extremely large man, who was taking up both my seat and his, thus making me take my mom's, thus making us be perilously close to falling out the plane window.

"Flying makes me really nervous. I was telling my wife, Greta, that I did not want to go with her to see my stupid mother-in-law, but nooo, when Greta wants something, Greta gets it." He was complaining into his phone, despite the multiple times the flight attendant had told him to shut it off.

I saw an angry looking woman, who I'm assuming is Greta, glaring at said huge man from across the isle.

My mom sighed at the same time I did and we just kind of laughed, despite our current state of ass to ankles.

Edward and his parents were sitting diagonally from us on the plane, Edward mushed between them. They hadn't stopped crying since we all got to the airport 2 hours ago.

We were all on our way to New York, to drop Edward and me off at NYU. I was ecstatic and also a mess. Brie and my dad were meeting us there tomorrow night because Brie wouldn't be getting back from camp until tonight and she didn't want to fly alone.

I was kind of freaking out and just wanting to go back to my room and hide under the covers for the rest of my life. Except now my room was packed up, I'd said bye to everyone I'd ever met practically, and I didn't feel ready at all.

Finally, the plane took off and I prepared myself for the long flight.

Once we were in the air, mom squeezed my hand briefly, brushing a tear away with her free and giving me a watery smile, which I returned. Edward turned around and looked at me. It was the kind of look that holds a lot of emotion. Not really romantic or anything, just one that told me he knew what I was feeling, and he was there for me, like I was there for him. And I knew that it was all going to be okay.

Founders Hall.

It was, in a word, beautiful. I was practically creaming myself at the thought and sight of all this.

I couldn't wrap my mind around it. I was in fucking New York City attending fucking New York University with my fucking boyfriend who I fucking loved and he fucking loved me and my two fucking best friends were less than a fucking hour away.

Surely, I must have been Mother Teresa or Oprah in another life to deserve this, right?

I don't even know. Or care.

Edward was setting up his room with Emmett, who I'd yet to meet. I so looked forward to it though.

I was excited to meet Janise, who had texted me that her plane had landed an hour before mine, so she was supposedly already setting up our room.

Mom was being a Nervous Nelly about everything.

"Did you remember your sheets? What about your cell phone charger? Your hair dryer? Did you pack your laptop?"

You get the point.

Of course, I had no idea whether or not I had remembered all this shit. I was delirious as I'd been up until 5 this morning packing while my parents slept soundly, no need to help their eldest and favorite daughter. I was a little bitter about that. Clearly.

"Bella, do you know which room is yours?" My mom asked, for probably the 8th time in the last 20 minutes.

I spoke though gritted teeth. "We have to check in first."

She asked again on our elevator ride to the lobby.

I pretended not to hear her, receiving and incredulous look from another mother and a glance of pity from her son.

The elevator dinged and we all fought to get out of the tight space first, gasping for fresh air.

The lobby was packed full of kids, their families, and some very exhausted looking employees. Believe me, they weren't the only exhausted ones. A few people were lying on the ground, passed out. I wasn't sure if they were dead or not.

My mother groaned as we got in the shortest line possible, which still had about 10 people ahead of us.

"This is ridiculous."

I nodded, not sure who had said it, but agreeing whole-heartedly. I wished Edward were here so I could lean on him and sleep for a little bit. Since Emmett was family, he was allowed to check in for Edward and get all of his information for his room and such for him, so Edward was able to go straight to his floor. I was still unsure if we were on the same floor or not.

"Mom, do you have any water?" I turned around, only to see my mom still wearing her sunglasses indoors. She looked like she was a hung-over wannabe celebrity.

She handed me her Fiji bottle without saying a word, and I knew she was keeping her comments to herself, not for my sake, but because the people around us would hear her critical and judgmental comments of everyone. I held back an eye roll.

What had seemed glamorous about this day minutes ago, was quickly fading. I just wanted to set up my bed and go to sleep for a few days.

Finally, an hour later, we were on our way to my room, which was only a floor above Edward's.

Once we were outside my door, my mom squeezed my hand, giving me a small smile, just like on the plane. I returned it and opened the door to my dorm room for the first time.

Which is promptly when my mother and I walked in on Janise having sex with a hulking black man.

"See here's the thing," my eyes flickered to her nametag, "Marge…" I lowered my voice. "I think my roommate is a sex addict."

The lady smirked at me slightly, as if I had waited an hour in line to crack this joke.

"Honest to God, I would not joke about this, but seriously, there's gotta be something you can do," I pleaded with a very disbelieving looking Marge.

"I'm sorry Ms. Swan, but it says here that you and Ms. Lawrence were matched up according to our online matcher for roommates. Every person in this building has a roommate already who is in a double room, and there are no single rooms available."

My shoulders slumped. My voice was full on pitiful. "So what you're saying is that I'm going to have to spend the rest of my year here living with someone who has sex in my room regardless of whether I'm in there or not?"

Marge was undeterred. "That's exactly what I'm saying."

I scowled. "Thanks for nothing, Marge!"

I trudged away, heading to where Edward was seated in a lounge chair. He pulled an ear bud out. "What'd she say?"

I said nothing, just continued on walking, my head down and scowling at the floor.

He caught up with me, wrapping an arm around my waist. "You can just stay in my room. Emmett won't mind. I won't mind. It will all be good."

I sighed. "You're sweet, but that room is barely big enough for Emmett. I'm just gonna have to figure something out. I'll start looking for an apartment after Christmas break or maybe I'll just start filming Janise and make a break in the porn industry to pay off my loans."

He snorted. "I'd be fine with that. But only if you were having sex with me and we filmed it."

Ignoring him and his alarming comment, I continued down the hallway, leading to outside the building.

"I can't believe this is my luck. Actually I can. Because my life is one big pile of shit right out of Satan's asshole!"

I was getting annoyed with the pity party I was constantly pulling but honestly! Janise had sex at least once a day, always in our room. Usually at night when we had to be in our rooms. I didn't even know where she was getting these guys and I was seriously worried about if she was being safe and which one of these rando guys was going to kill Janise then me in our sleep. I'd started wearing headphones to bed, music blasting, and my back turned to the disgusting images to my left.

The day when we'd first arrived, Janise had apologized after, saying she misread my text, and thought I was getting there the next day. That is, after she'd finished having sex with whatever guy that was.

Possibly the most horrifying part of it was that as my mom and I screamed in horror, Janise simply lifted a hand as if to say "hey Bella, come on in".

My mom had immediately wanted me to change rooms but I defended Janise, saying it was probably just shock or some shit. She had given in, but had not let my father or Brie come to my dorm room once during their 3-day stay.

I'd only been here a week and 2 days, but it was enough to know I wanted out of that room.

It seemed that I wasn't the only person having roommate trouble. Nate had relayed to Edward who had relayed to me that Nate's roommate was gay. No big deal, right?

Right, until your gay roommate has the hots for you and grabs your junk on the first day of sharing a room, leaving his hand there for a solid 5 seconds. Nate and I had since been swapping war stories through Skype, while I hid out in Edward and Emmett's room with them.

Emmett was really cool and funny and I couldn't wait for him to meet Rose and Alice tomorrow night when we were all having dinner.

Apparently, Rose and Alice both had gotten fun roommates, and I couldn't help but be bitter. Why did I always have to have bad luck?

Edward brought me out of my thoughts by kissing me softly.

"I don't like being ignored," he mumbled.

I smiled. "You're just so ignorable, though."

He play scowled. "I'll show you ignorable, missy."

"Taxi!" Emmett bellowed, literally sending a vibration down my body.

Edward grunted. "Geez, man. Could you be a little louder? I'm pretty sure the taxi's in L.A. didn't hear you." He smiled as if this was a good comeback.

A taxi pulled up a second later. "Well, with Bella whispering for one to come here and you staring one down, we would've been here all night." He smiled and got in first, then me, then Edward.

Emmett knew New York like the back of his hand and told the driver exactly where we were headed, sounding really official with it and everything.

"You're so New York," I sighed, wondering if I'd ever have it down. Granted I'd only been here a week but it was a scary place. New York is a jungle. Complete 180 of Forks.

He flashed me a dimpled grin. "All part of the charm, sweet Bella."

"Dude, stop being all charming to my girlfriend," Edward scowled and Emmett put an arm around me.

"But she loves it, dude. She told me last night she wants to be with me."

I played along. "It's true, Edward. We're over. I'm in love with Emmett." I placed a hand on his knee, and one on Edward's. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way."

Edward laughed and knocked Emmett's arm off me, placing his own around.

"These friends of yours better be smoking, Bella."

"Believe me, if I had like one percent more of a bicurious side of me I would be all over the two of them."

Edward's face lit up. "Now there's a sight."

I shoved his shoulder. "You wouldn't be allowed to watch."

The cab driver surprised us by adding in, "Would I?".

I laughed for a long minute, totally thrown off guard, only to see he wasn't kidding and Edward and Emmett were scowling.

The rest of the ride was a bit awkward.

Finally, we arrived at the restaurant. Rose was already here, and Alice, as usual, was running late.

I had this suspicion Rose would fall head over heels for Emmett upon first sight. He was cute, brawny, and loved Marley. What more could she ask for in a guy?

And I knew Rose would be Em's type. Chill, blonde, and hot. What guy wouldn't want to bang her?

Rose got up to hug me, then Edward, then shook hands with Emmett. I was slightly surprised they didn't go at it immediately on the table. Maybe they were saving each other for desert.

I loved the idea of being able to go on double dates with my boyfriend, best friend, and a new, but good friend. It would be so fun.

But I was deterred when Emmett was checking his phone, as was Rose, and were only engaging in normal conversation. No flirty eyes, no cute comments, no footsy under the table. I'd checked by sending my leg flying under the table a few times already, only to feel nothing but Rose's legs on her side of the table.

Whatever.

"So is Alice almost here?" She was 20 minutes late now.

"She's finally in her cab at least, if that answers your question."

Rose and I rolled our eyes. She always took her sweet time.

Finally, 10 minutes later, Alice arrived. I went to the front to greet her and lead her to our table. Upon walking to the table, I noticed Rose getting up and running over while Emmett looked like he was going to blow a load. Over Alice.

The fuck?

I mean she's beautiful and perfect and everything, but… really?

Him and Rose are supposed to do it, not him and Alice!

Edward got up to hug Alice and Emmett stood up, towering over her 5'2 frame with his 6'4 one. He bent to kiss her hand. "I'm Emmett and you're beautiful."

My jaw actually dropped.

This was so not what I planned these people to feel!

Rose smirked and sat back down, taking a sip of her Sprite. Edward groaned, but smiled.

I just stared, dumbfounded.

Alice blushed, but held it together remarkably well, even bringing a spicy comeback. "Actually, I go by Alice."

Emmett's eyes lit up even more and I knew they were both eye fucking each other. It was quite uncomfortable. Is this how other people felt when Edward and I would sex each other up across the table?

I continued to stare in disbelief, despite being uncomfortable. It was like a scene from a tacky rom-com or something. Next, there were going to play fight and end up sharing a taxi before Emmett messes it up somehow but through the help of her quirky best friend (me) he and she come back together and have a passionate night before continuing into their perfect piece of forever. And roll the credits.

Or something like that.

Finally, Emmett let go of her hand before I could swat it away.

We all set down and chattered about nothing for a few minutes.

"So is New York all you Forkers thought it would be?" Emmett asked, taking an entire bread loaf from the basket for himself. I tried not to growl.

Rose was the first to answer. "Eh, I'm not too impressed. I mean, it has its good and bad parts, but I've yet to be mugged, so I feel deprived of the real experience, you know?"

"Rosie! Don't say that!" Alice squealed.

"I'd protect you from a mugger," Emmett added suavely.

Again with the tacky rom-com dialogue! Gah, I can't express how much I did not ship the two of them.

Edward scoffed. "Please, you'd probably be the mugger."

"Only of her panties," he replied devilishly, making everyone but Alice blush and feel uncomfortable. Maybe this was the beginning of soft-core porn and not a rom-com.

I was a little sensitive to the sex topic though. What, after seeing it happen everyday for a week, and not having had any with Edward since before we left Forks.

"Oh, please, like you could land this," Alice said arrogantly, even though everyone knew she was kidding. Only a little bit. Alice was such a virgin. I thought about bringing this to the light in case it would ward Emmett off but he seemed just kinky enough to get off to that fact.

I slunk closer to Edward, who had his arm around my chair. "You're finding this weird, right?" I whispered.

"Completely. I so saw him and Rose."

"Right?!" Sometimes, Edward was so spot on.

I texted Rose under the table.

This thing between them is SO weird. Me and Ed totally thought you and him!" – B

She replied moments later.

Eww! No offense but so NOT my type. You can just tell he's a Pre E!" –R

I stifled a laugh. Pre E was our nickname for premature ejaculators. A thing Rose and I were familiar with from our first times and a few other hook ups. I'd be surprised if Alice even knew what it meant.

I showed the text to Edward, who was aware of what the nickname meant because he had a one tracked mind.

He laughed quietly. Alice and Emmett were completely unaware of our conversation under the table, only engaged in the other and themselves.

"He's not though. He claim's to hold a 7:1 ratio."

I texted it to Rose.

She laughed loudly and shook her head. "Not a chance in hell."

I agreed with her, although I bet Emmett could last longer than she thought.

Then I started to get creeped out talking about Em's orgasm rate and time.

"We should stop." Edward and Rose agreed. Alice and Emmett didn't even notice.

This was going to the start of a weird relationship.

Two months later and I was still in my dorm with Janise, although I slept in Edward's bed most nights of the week. Our R.A's were super sluts themselves and were banging each other instead of checking rooms, so we were good.

Emmett and Alice had the weirdest relationship I'd ever seen. It was all Emmett courting and being dirty and sexy and Alice acting as if she was super experienced and fighting off his advances and then we'd stumble upon them making out and repeat. They'd yet to have sex, which was probably for the best, but what did I know. It would happen any day now.

Rose had met a businessman on a train only to learn he was a CEO of a very important company, not too mentioned loaded, and I do mean loaded, with cash that is, and she was in bliss. Also, he was in no way a Pre E, so she was happy.

It seemed like everyone was having sex or being all romantic all the time except for Edward and me. Every time we'd start something, one of us would have class, or Emmett or Janise would get back, or my mom would call, or Edward's parents would make a surprise visit, so I couldn't have been happier about he date we had planned tonight.

It was nothing big, but we were going into the city to have dinner and then catch a movie.

We'd both gotten better at hailing cabs, which was exciting. Almost as exciting as when we all had experienced the subway together and Edward fell down once it started moving.

Once we were seated in the cab, I kissed his cheek lightly.

"This is our first date date alone in New York City!" I was beaming.

He kissed me, being sweet by not point out that I'd said that a million times, and we sat back, watching the city fly by. Okay fly by is a drastic word, more like slowly roll by since traffic was hellish, but you get the idea.

Edward pulled me close to whisper in my ear. "Hey, remember when I hated you?" He did his famous smirk.

"Hey, remember when I slapped you and then we had great hate sex?" I laughed, snuggling closer to him.

He threw his head back laughing loudly. "Classic. But really. I remember going crazy at how much I hated but wanted you."

"And I remember hating myself and you even more while furiously planning the next time we could do it."

He grabbed my hand, playing with my fingers. He bent down to whisper in my ear. "I love you, Bella."

"I love you, too." I kissed him softly for the rest of the ride.

Later that night, after having an amazing date, he took me to dorm room; leaving me with a searing kiss, destroyed panties and one sexy ass smirk.

I watched his ass walk away, biting my lip at how much I loved it, and him, and being his girlfriend.

Even though my luck sucked, and Janise was having sex in our room when I walked in, I knew I was one lucky bitch.

When he turned around at his door and gave me the signature panty-dropping smirk, I swooned.

Have I mentioned I effing love Edward Cullen?

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