Hello and thank you for coming back to WLG. A few days ago, I was informed that Wicked Little Girls was completely removed from the site for having the word 'fucked' in my summary. Very anger-provoking needless to say… Anyway, thank you to SixDlbfive and WhoKnew24 for searching and sending me the chapters again so I could re-post it. Chapters will be re-posted at least every week, if not more often, with alternate POVs still offered at the end.
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Their chocolate fondue glitter was wicked and penetrating, leaving very little to the imagination. In a single stare, her eyes spoke volumes about her devilment, her manipulation, her power. Many left the company of Isabella Swan without hearing a single word, but feeling inexplicably drawn to her nonetheless. I was no different.
She stood next to her mother, looking wickedly beautiful with messy hair, a tiny sundress, and black Ray-Bans a la Risky Business that sat on top of her head. Despite the fact that my mother had been talking to the other woman - Renee Swan - for a solid three minutes, I'd heard not one word the entire time. My senses had been dulled down to just sight the moment I lay my eyes on her.
"Edward?" And the hearing is back.
"Yeah?" I darted my eyes toward my mother who in turn gave me an odd look.
"Bella goes to Ivy Ridge Prep as well. She's a junior, too."
I nodded and chanced a smile at Bella, earning a small nod in return.
Her mother then piped up from beside her. "We're having a small get-together tonight at the house if you'd like to come. Just a few kids from the neighborhood that go to the school and their parents."
"You should come." Bella's voice was rich and sinuously commanding. Her statement was an order, not a suggestion. Her snake gaze zeroed in on my acceptance. "We live across the street." She stabbed her thumb in the direction of the huge three story house set up on an equally huge hill with a snaking driveway.
"Yeah, sure, definitely." I internally winced at my eloquence.
"Seven o'clock." And then she walked away from me, my house, and her mother without another word.
Her mother smiled brightly as if she didn't recognize any oddities in her daughter's behavior. "You should come by, too, Esme. And bring your husband. We parents usually like to polish off a few bottles of wine before the first day back to school."
"That sounds nice, Renee," my mother said. "We'll definitely stop by."
When Renee had left and the front door was shut, my mother turned to me. "Beautiful girl," she commented innocently before strolling down the hall to the master bedroom.
I ignored the weird feeling her comment gave me and went up to my room. Cardboard boxes filled with my life littered the hardwood floors of my new bedroom, while random clothes and other items were strewn about haphazardly. We'd only moved in last night from Forks, Washington. My father, Carlisle, was promoted to Chief of Medicine at the nearby hospital, and with his generous new salary, came a nicer house.
While we'd never been frugal in Forks, our lifestyle had never been so…extravagant. In fact, our modest two bedroom house in the small town had been nicer than most of the other homes that dotted the streets. It was an added perk that it was one block over from my girlfriend, Lauren's house.
Now, we lived in an upper-class neighborhood in Rolling Hills, Washington that housed mansions and was two hours driving distance from her. She was upset over the move, but we'd made a promise to each other to try and make it work.
When the clock inched closer to seven, I stood at the opening of my filled closet. I had no idea how long I stood staring, but when my parents called my name, I snapped into action and threw on some jeans and a random t-shirt.
Distance did nothing to showcase the lavishness of the Swan home. Up close, it was white marbled with looming pillars and carefully placed "overgrown" ivy. Renee answered the door with an enthused smile and hugged both my parents excitedly. We were ushered in and Renee directed me to a room that was at the end of a darkened hallway. I watched my parents abandon me to enter the kitchen that overflowed with chattering adult voices.
"It's Edward, right?" Her voice made me jump and claw at my heart. Bella leaned against the dark wall nonchalantly, one foot crossed in front of the other and her arms folded. Her legs were revealed by a pair of microscopic denim shorts and she had on a flowy white tank top.
I smiled to ease my embarrassment and nodded. She stared at me for a moment, silently, before she asked me, "Do I make you nervous, Edward?"
I blanched. I wasn't expecting her bluntness. "No," I lied.
She smiled as if she could read my mind. "Come on, we're in here." She swiveled and entered the only lit room. I followed her and took in the sight of a giant-ass flat screen and the four bodies that surrounded it.
"Guys!" Bella said forcefully, getting everyone's attention. "This is Edward. He moved in across the street. Edward, this is Rosalie," she pointed to the attractive blonde with a white controller in hand, "Alice and Jasper," the small girl grinned at me widely from the lap of a laid-back blonde guy, "and this is my twin brother, Emmett."
The biggest one immediately got to this feet and bounded over to me. I braced myself for his move and he slapped me on the back in a harsh man hug. "Nice to meet you, Eddie! Bee Bee says you're cool. Want dibs on next Mario Kart game?"
And that was how I was seemingly initiated into their little group. We spent several hours in fierce Mario Kart wars between each other, and throughout that time I learned little things about them and exchanged information about myself. Alice and Jasper were madly in love, going on four years, Rosalie was Emmett's "sexy anytime booty call" - that comment had earned a rather loud head smack - and Bella was an enigma. They were all in the same grade as me and best friends.
When 9:30 rolled around, the Wii lost its appeal and we made our way to the back patio where the parents were lounging. I was introduced to Rosalie's mother and Jasper's father who were married, Alice's father, and Mr. Swan. Renee handed out strawberry wine coolers to us without batting an eye. Sitting around with this new group of people, drinking, and having fun felt new and different and exciting. Despite having my life uprooted, this change didn't feel so bad.
When the night wound down, mostly everyone left, including my parents who walked hand-in-hand across the street. Rosalie and Alice had disappeared up the staircase a few minutes before, and Bella walked me to the door.
"I had a good time tonight," I said as I shoved my hands in my pockets.
I made to leave. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school then."
She grinned. "Welcome to the neighborhood, Edward."
With one last glance at her angel's face and devil's smirk, I began my short trek home. Welcome to the neighborhood indeed.
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