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    Bandaid Brigade

    Alice shoved Emmett in Rose’s direction and then stood by Jasper herself. Esme and Carlisle paired up without Alice’s help.

    “There are four corners. Everyone take the one closest to them. After a half hour we’ll rotate. After everyone gets a turn in each corner, we’ll move to the other room and pair our groups up. The other room is couples costumes. That’s why we are paired up girl-boy.” Man she was good at taking charge.

    Edward and I turned at the same time heading for our corner. It was labeled ‘The 80s’. He took the camera from me. Brushing our fingers together for a split second, his touch lingered on my skin. He gestured for me to change first.

    I went through the rack picking out hippy clothes and a disco suit. Edward took the other rack, handing me a leather jacket and a tie-dyed dress outfit. He went over to the wigs when I found an Austin powers looking outfit for him. I put it next to the camera for him.

    When he returned from the wig rack, he had a crooked smile on his face. I looked at the poof ball he had extended out to me.

    “Everyone had an afro back then.” I laughed the first laugh of the day. I knew there would be plenty, but only after we went through how everyone else looked in their pictures. We would have to upload them all and hook up the projector tonight.

    I grabbed it, pretending to be upset about it. There was a folding wall in each corner so you could try it on. I made Edward step a few paces back before I even started undressing. I heard Emmett’s big mouth and looked over the edge at Rosalie. Marilyn Monroe? Man, she could really pull that off.

    I put my wig on and stepped out. Rose was still posing and I laughed at her the same instant she laughed at me. I had on the outfit Edward picked out. It hugged my butt too much and wouldn’t go down farther than my hips. The jacket was a half jacket, so it came down a little past my boobs.

    Edward came over and fixed my wig, smiling. I was just glad he was comfortable with touching me. I was glad no one could hear my heart. I could feel it pounding against my chest.

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