BPOV
"Bella, Get your ass up… Please and thank you!" screamed my oh so loving and crazy pixie friend, Alice. She comes everyday just to wake my happy ass up at 7 in the morning. God I hate her early bird lifestyle. She don't have to work and neither do I today.
"Alice, it's the weekend! Can't I sleep in a little?" I called down stair as I made my way to my bathroom for a wake-up shower. "Nope!" I heard pop the 'P' as she stood out the door. "Now hurry up before I reconsider my simple idea for Bella Barbie." Simple? Last time she said that I was in a mini skirt, tank top, and *shudders* high heels. I jumped out the shower, wrapped a towel around me and walked to my navy blue bedroom. I love this room. I repainted it (it was puke yellow) after I was given this two-story house. It used to be my grandma's, she knew I loved this house ever since I was a little girl. She left it in her will, all paid for, for me. "Now, don't move. I need to dress you before we go shopping" I heard Alice close the door. "I turned around, still wrapped up in my towel. "What are you going to do, Alice?" I said slowly. "When I'm done with you, Bella babe, you are going to be a BOMBSHELL!" she said simply. "Great, what do I have to do, seeing as there is no use in fighting this?" I sat at my sorry excuse for a vanity. "Just hold still and let me make you beautiful. Well, more beautiful." I snorted at that comment. "Just hold still." She repeated. Damn the pixie.
"Oh. I. Am. Good." I heard Alice say quietly to herself. I turned to look in the mirror and was stunned by what I saw. Staring back at me was a goddess, using only natural colors, only my other best friend, Rosalie Hale, looked this good. "Alice. Oh my god." I said. She had me in tight black skinny jeans with a purple lace tank top and my favorite All-Stars shoes. "Wow, this is simple." Was all I could think of at the moment. "Let's go shopping." Alice turned and walked down stair. I groaned and followed behind her. "Alice," I whined. "Can't I please eat something first?" It was already 8:12. "Sure, make it quick though. We meet Emmet, Jasper, Rosalie and Jasper's new best friend at the mall in Seattle at 11." She said as she sat down at my shabby table. I've really got to refurnish this house. "New best friend? Since when does your boyfriend get "new" best friends?" I asked, knowing full aware that Jasper doesn't make friends very easily. Trust issues. Alice just shrugged and stared out the window to another foggy ass day in Forks, WA.
"Alice, Bella!" I heard my favorite bear of a friend call to us as we entered the mall. "Emmett." We said at the same time. He is Alice's older brother, only by 6 months. They're adopted. Emmett's drop dead gorgeous girlfriend, Rosalie Hale, was standing a few feet away from her child-like boyfriend. She was look at a window full of designer clothes. Clothes I'll never be able to buy. "Hello Rosalie, where's Jasper?" I asked trying my hardest not to feel insecure with Rosalie around. "Hey Bella and Alice, The dweebs went to a video game shop. I don't know, I prefer cars over games." She said. Emmett snaked an arm around her waist. "And that's why I love you!" He boomed and kissed her cheek. I wish I had a love like they had. So easy, so carefree. "Let's go pick up my dweeb of a boyfriend and his new friend. Em, Rose, We'll meet you guys at the food court in twenty minutes, k?" she winked at the both of them, before dragging me to the game shop. They both snickered. "See ya later Bells." I heard Em boom. What the hell is going on? I thought as we walked into the shop. As we walked in I saw Jasper and a bronze colored hair greek god messing with the guitar hero. My heart began pounding out my chest, my throat felt dry and I felt weak-kneed all of a sudden. Then the god turned around and I saw the most beautiful emerald eyes in the world. He spoke in his velvet voice and I swear melted. "Hello, My name is Edward Cullen. What's yours, beautiful?"