Warning: This story contains femmeslash - ie. girl on girl loving. So, if you aren't into that kind of thing and if you aren't old enough to legally buy porn, then please don't read... : )

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer owns any and all Twilight characters that may appear in this story. The remainder is my original work. Copyright 2009 by Fates-Love-Queen. No copying or reproduction of this work is permitted without my express written authorization.


A/N: Hey Lovelies!

*sigh* Yes, I know it's been a while and that my saying sorry won't cut it, but I am honestly sorry it's taken me so long to get this to you. I really wish I was the kind of writer who could just sit at the computer and let the words fly week after week, but unfortunately i'm not. I have to have inspiration and to be honest, RL hasn't been that inspiring lately.

BUT, I promise the next updates will not take as long.

A huge thank you, as always, to my fantastic beta kyla713, for making my words pretty and making me sound better than I am. If you haven't read her stories, where have you been? *shoo!*

And also thanks to my awesome pre-reader Shae, ILY! : )

Aaaaand, on with Chapter Two!


Bella's POV:

"So, Alice, huh?" Rosalie asked, quirking an eyebrow at me as she placed her purse on the hall table.

"Is it just me, or does she not seem like your usual type? I mean, given that she has breasts and a vagina…"

I finished locking the front door to the apartment behind us before turning to glare at her.

"So, Angela, huh? She doesn't seem like your usual type, given that she has more brains than bleach…"

Rose huffed a laugh and walked over to flop down onto the couch.

"Touché, bitch."

"Ouch! I'm offended," I replied, throwing a pillow in her direction as I sat down next to her, propping my feet up on the coffee table with a sigh.

Apart from my aching feet, I was eerily content. Of course, that may have had something to do with the mind-blowing orgasm I had received only an hour before, after a year of nothing but my toys to keep me company…

"You seem… happy?" Rose asked, obviously taking in the smile on my face at the memory.

"I am. I had a fun night."

"Does that have anything to do with a certain raven haired beauty from the club?"

"Maybe," I replied trying to be sly, but I was positive the redness of my cheeks gave me away.

"Well, do I get a 'Thanks for dragging me kicking and screaming tonight, and for knowing what's best for me, Rose?'"

She was right, of course; but I'd be damned if I was giving in that easily. After putting up a fight and reluctantly agreeing to go out with Rose that night, after not going out in months, I couldn't help but be glad that I had.

Not only had I had an amazingly fun night, but I'd met someone… well, amazing.

"I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chap stick…"

What the fuck?

I glanced around the room, trying to find the source of the music, when I noticed the purse at my feet was vibrating. Curious, I leaned over to peek inside to find my phone glowing with the name 'Alice'.

"Well, well, well… Speak of the devil?"

"I kissed a girl just to try it, hope my boyfriend don't mind it…"

I turned to glare at Rose, to find her eyes wide with innocence, but it wasn't enough to cover the mischievousness in them.

"What?" she asked with a smirk, as she looked from me to my phone and back again.

"When the fuck did you change my ring tone? "

"At the same time I saved Alice's number. You're welcome. Now, are you going to answer that?" she asked, again quirking an eyebrow at me.

I thought about arguing that I had already given Alice my phone number earlier in the night, but thought better of it.

"Hey, Alice," I said as I answered the phone, trying - and failing - to keep the excitement from my voice.

"Bella! I missed you…"

I couldn't help but laugh at her exuberant tone, as I felt color again flood to my cheeks.

I heard movement to my right and glanced at Rosalie, who gave me a knowing smirk, before winking and retreating to her bedroom.

"It's only been an hour, Alice."

"Are you telling me that you didn't miss me too?" Alice asked, and I could practically hear the pout in her voice.

"No, Alice. Of course, I missed you." I was surprised as the words left my mouth of their own accord, but even more surprised to find that I'd actually meant them.

I heard Alice's squeal in response and felt a huge smile take up residence on my face as I lay down on the couch to get more comfortable.

"Sorry to call so soon and everything, but I just wanted to make sure you got home okay. Uh, you and Rose, I mean…" Alice said after a few moments of comfortable silence. Her demeanor had gone from sassy to shy, as though she were unsure of how I would take her concern and I felt my eyes tear up in response.

It had been so long since anyone, bar Rose and our father, had expressed anything towards me, let alone concern, and I found that I liked being cared about – very much.

I cleared my throat as quietly as I could, but apparently it wasn't quiet enough.

"Bella, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine, Alice, sorry. And yes, we arrived home safe and sound thanks. How about you and Angela?"

"I literally called you as soon as we locked the door. That's not weird, is it?"

"No, it's incredibly sweet," I answered with a smile.

"Look, Alice… I just wanted to say that I had a really great time with you tonight," I said after a minute's silence.

"Oh Bella, I'm so glad that you said that, as I did also! Mmm, I can still taste you on my lips by the way…" Alice replied, and if it were possible, I felt myself flush even deeper at her provocative words.

I opened and closed my mouth a few times trying to figure out what to say but came up completely blank. After all, how is one supposed to reply to that?

"Cat got your tongue, Bella?" Alice laughed, effectively saving me from making an ass of myself.

"Okay, confession time. I must admit that I kind of had an ulterior motive for calling – apart from checking on your safety. I was wondering if you were free tomorrow."

"Like as in, a date…?" I asked her, after a few moments of silence, making sure that I didn't have my wires crossed.

"Yes, like a date. That is, if you don't have any plans…"

"You, want to go on a date, with me?" I asked again stupidly.

I knew that I must have sounded completely incompetent, but I honestly couldn't remember the last time I had been asked out on a date… not to mention that I was reeling about the fact that this gorgeous woman actually wanted to see me again.

"Yes, Bella. I do," Alice laughed.

"Um, well, tomorrow's Sunday and Rose and I usually have breakfast…"

"No, we don't!"

I was cut off by Rose's shouting, as her bedroom door flung open and she came skidding across the floor into the lounge room, wearing nothing but a long tee and a pair of socks.

"We don't? But, we have breakfast every Sunday…"

"Well, I just got off the phone with Angela and she kind of invited me to breakfast tomorrow. Is that okay?" Rose asked, her eyes pleading with me to say yes.

"Look, Bella, if you don't want to go out with me, you don't have to… I mean, I know that the code says that you're technically supposed to wait twenty-four hours to call or see the other person again, and that it's probably too soon to go on a date. And I don't want to pressure you or anything. It's just that, after tonight I just really wanted…"

Alice was talking so fast that I didn't catch everything that she was saying. I was so used to seeing the sexy, confident Alice, and I was glad to see that she seemed almost as nervous as me.

"I would love to see you tomorrow," I said, cutting into her rambling. Again, surprising myself at how much I actually wanted to see Alice again.

"Really? Okay, well how about we have breakfast together instead? Do you want to meet at Freshly Squeezed tomorrow, say, ten am?"

I didn't bother asking how she knew about my favorite café only a few blocks away from our apartment, as I knew Rose would have already supplied her with the information.

"Breakfast sounds great. I'll see you there at ten."

"I'm looking forward to it. Well, it's late, so I'll let you go. Sleep well and I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Bella," Alice said, as she kissed the phone and I laughed.

"Me too, Alice. See you tomorrow, goodnight."

I waited for her to hang up before placing my phone back on the coffee table with a happy sigh. I knew I must have had the goofiest grin on my face, but I couldn't find it in myself to care.

"So, I'll ask again. Alice, huh…?" Rose asked, resuming her original spot before my phone call.

"Yes, Rose. Alice…" I sighed, knowing there was no getting out of the conversation now.

"Aww, Bells! I'm so happy for you! Happy is a good look on you, for a change."

I laughed in response as Rose smiled widely, wrapping her arm around my shoulders.

"Welcome aboard the pussy train, Bella! And trust me, once you're on, you'll never want off!"

I immediately stiffened at her words as my fears from the night before came flooding back. Last night, I had been alright as long as Alice had been with me, but as she wasn't there to reassure me at that moment, I found myself internally freaking the fuck out.

"Bella, what's wrong?" Rosalie asked, her voice clouded with concern, but I couldn't respond.

I shoved her arm from my shoulders, stood and began pacing the living room, trying to wrestle with my thoughts.

"Is that what I am now, Rose? Am I a lesbian?" I asked seriously, stopping my paces for a moment to look her in the eye.

"What? No, Bella. I was just fucking around!"

"Then, what am I?" I asked as I resumed my pacing. "I know we only met last night, but I have actual feelings for Alice, Rose. And Alice is a woman! Before last night, I saw myself as completely straight! I mean, sure I can admit when women are attractive and I have a few female celebrity crushes, but I have never actually been attracted to a woman before. And then Alice enters my life and makes me re-think everything I have ever known!"

"Bells, hunny, it's alright," Rose soothed, as she stood and tried to comfort me.

"No, Rose, it's not alright! I mean, I'm straight! I haven't had many partners, but the ones I've had have all been male. I mean, I legitimately lost my fucking virginity to Mike in college! So, why the fuck do I have these non-platonic feelings for Alice? Is this wrong?"

"Bella, stop that right now. Firstly, it is not wrong and I won't have you thinking that it is. Don't you dare. You can't help who you have feelings for, and the world would be a much better place if we all accepted that," Rose stated angrily, grabbing my shoulders to make me stand still. "And secondly, why do you feel the need to give yourself a title?"

"Because what am I supposed to say if someone asks me to define us, Rose? 'Oh, no I'm not gay, and we aren't a couple. I'm completely straight but just have feelings for this woman'? I can't say that, it's ridiculous," I sighed, clearly exacerbated.

"Okay, you are getting way ahead of yourself here. Tomorrow is only your first official date. But if things go well tomorrow, why the fuck not? Who says you can't be a couple? Not everything requires a title," Rose replied, as she took my hand and led me back to the couch with her. "Look, I title myself as a lesbian because that's simply who I am, and I've known that since I was fifteen years old. Ever since I saw Kate Denali's breasts in the gym locker rooms in high school."

I couldn't help but laugh at the memory, as that was a day I would never forget.

Rose had run home straight after school and tried to explain to our mother the strange way her body had responded to the sight of Kate's breasts, and to say Renee was completely mortified would have been the understatement of the century. Our mother couldn't have her prized model daughter chasing after the girls, when she could marry a man who was rich and famous. Therefore, for the next few months, she proceeded to try to change Rose's mind by showing her pictures of 'sexy', naked men in an attempt to persuade her. Although, why she thought showing a teenager pictures of naked penises would turn her straight was beyond me. She finally gave up when she came across a copy of Playboy magazine stowed away under Rose's mattress while 'cleaning'.

Years later, she still constantly brought up guys that Rose went to school with, bragging about how handsome they had become and how well they were doing for themselves. We tried to explain to her that Rose was content with the way she was, but she wouldn't have it, so we had just learned to ignore her.

"I'm comfortable enough with my sexuality that I can state when a guy is good looking, but they have just never done it for me. And believe me, I tried. But that's me, not you, Belly Bean," Rose continued, smiling as she used her pet name for me from when we were younger. "Why can't you just like what you like? But, if you need a title, how about we call you 'a-sexual', shall we? Meaning you fall in love with a person and not a gender?"

"A-sexual," I repeated, trying the words on for size.

"I like it, I think its fitting. Thanks Rosie," I replied, as I rested my head on her shoulder, smiling at her ability to calm me down.

We sat in comfortable silence as Rose played with my hair and I found myself becoming sleepy.

"Rose?" I asked, breaking the silence, to which she hummed in response.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Belly Bean," she replied as she placed a kiss on my forehead. "And because I love you, I have to tell you that you kind of stink…"

I laughed as I swatted her hands away and dramatically sniffed under my arm.

"Huh, I do too. I guess a shower couldn't hurt," I stated as I stood and stretched, noting for the first time that I was still in the outfit I had worn to the club earlier.

"True. Well, it's late so I'm going to get to bed, as we both have dates in a few hours."

I felt my face fall and I instantly felt guilty, as not once that night, had I asked Rose about Angela. Instead, I had been selfish and put her through all of my shit.

"It's fine. I'll tell you all about her tomorrow, trust me," Rose winked, as she stood and made a start for her bedroom.

"And Bella, just take a tiny piece of advice. You need to start living less up here," she said, tapping my forehead, "and living more in here," she finished, placing her hand over my heart. "You do that, and I guarantee that life will not only be easier, but a hell of a lot more fun and worthwhile also."

"When did you get so wise? You're supposed to be the crude one while I'm the philosophical one," I laughed as I placed my hand over hers.

"Hmm, that's very true. Well, in that case, remember that no one will ever fuck you or make your body sing like a woman can. A woman knows just where to touch because even though they may come in different packaging, all women have the same hardware and we know how to use it. And let me tell you, that hardware is fuckhot."

I let out a full bellied laugh as Rose smirked at me, said goodnight and retreated into her room. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I had very recently experienced exactly how heavenly a woman's touch could feel…

By the time I had a quick shower, changed into my pajamas and dragged myself into bed, I was completely and utterly exhausted.

As I closed my eyes, images of Alice smiling danced behind my eye lids and I found that I was so nervous for our date that my stomach was full of butterflies.

It had honestly been so long since I had been on a date that I couldn't remember when my last one was.

Were things different now?

What if I made a total ass out of myself?

Oh my god, I had only been on dates with men, where the correct etiquette was to let the man pay. What happened when both people are female?

Was it split fifty-fifty?

Was I supposed to let her pay as she had asked me out…?

Before I started to hyperventilate, I took a deep breath and remembered Rose's words from earlier. Fretting and worrying was going to get me nowhere.

Ultimately, it didn't matter who paid. All that mattered was that I was going on a date with Alice.

I would see Alice again tomorrow.

I felt my excitement make its return as the blackness consumed me, and I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face - finding myself for the first time in a long time, actually looking forward to the day ahead.

So hold this feeling like a newborn,
All the freedom surging through your veins,
You have opened up a new door,
So bring on the wind, fire and rain.

But the search ends here,
Where the night is totally clear,
And your heart is fierce,
So now you finally know, that you control where you go,
You can steer.

Steer by Missy Higgins.


Hmm, thank god for Rose! : )

I was really nervous about posting this, and I really hope you liked it.

I know this was a bit of a filler, but Bella had had such a full on night at he club, new experiences and feelings, that I felt she just needed time to work things through and digest.

Next chapter we will see Alice make a reappearance!

I would love to hear your thoughts and comments.

Reviews are better than being a fly on the wall when Rose told Renee about seeing Kate's breasts *wink*

As always, thanks for reading! Much love Xoxo