This is my first fanfiction so be nice if I don't capture the characters right, this is how I see them so don't get mad over a different perception. This chapter will contain a lot of fashion brands and designers so if it annoys you, you can skip over the descriptions like I usually do p a
Song- No More from Tick Tick Boom( the musical not the song)
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My family and I were spending a summer at my Grandma's beach house we had inherited at the time of her death. We had gotten it when she died but couldn't bear to go there for three years. The house was on the eastern side of the Floridian peninsula in a tiny unknown town. It was a very different setting from the rainy town I was used to, Forks, Washington.
We were to be staying there for the three long months of summer with my cousins Alice and Rosalie, my parents, and step-father. Charlie and Renee decided to be civil to each other for the summer so I could have both of my parents together for a short while I was happy but also a little nervous about how it would work out. As for my cousins, Alice was great a little overly hyperactive but nothing I couldn't handle. Rosalie was a little stiff at first but loosened up once you get on her good side.
They were both ecstatic for this vacation saying things like, "Great shopping" and "Cute boys", but I didn't really care. Shopping most definitely was not my thing, and as far as boys go they didn't seem very interested in me. Not that I blamed them I was plain and average nothing that made me, Bella Swan, stand out in a crowd. I have brown long hair and chocolate brown eyes and extremely pale skin that could blend in with snow.
I wasn't excited about this summer, knowing my cousins they would make me be up and about all summer long when all I wanted to do was read in my room.
Currently we were driving in the car from the Orlando airport to the house . I was curled up on my seat with Macbeth it wasn't my usual Shakespearean book but it would do for the short ride. I was just at the part where Macbeth murdered the king when we pulled up to the beach house.
It was a beautiful place, it had blue paneling and was two stories with many windows all over the front and a large oak entrance. I walked into and it was even more magnificent on the inside. It was filled with antiques that Grandma had collected through out her life and a couple of modern pieces that she coveted. I traveled around the house and there were six bathrooms and five bedrooms in all, much larger than my house in Forks. I was beginning to wonder how my Grandmother afforded this monstrosity, but I remembered that she was an extravagant women who would expend more money than she had for a bit of luxury.
Each room had a different theme. The master bedroom was tropical themed as was par for most beach houses, one room was medieval themed to the max it even had a knight statue in the corner. The other three rooms were Egyptian, Modern, and Fifties themed.
Renee and Phil took the master bedroom and Charlie was given the Egyptian room, Rosalie and Alice's parents were given the Fifties room. Leaving the modern and medieval to Alice, Rosalie, and me(A/N Rosalie and Alice are sisters). Alice and Rosalie share a room at their house so they both took the modern room generously giving me my own room.
I unpacked quickly and settled onto my bed to read a little bit. I had packed lightly due to the knowledge of the amount of shopping I would be doing with Alice. I had just gotten into the book when a certain black haired pixie jumped into my room and onto my bed.
"We are going shopping!." She squealed right into my ear effectively making me deaf.
"Ow, eardrum shattered now Alice." I said covering my ears from her incessant squeals.
"Get off your lazy butt and change into some decent clothing so we can go to the shops." She demanded sternly.
"But I don't wanna." I whined like a five year old. She just crossed her arms and gave me her infamous pout that only I could resist… for more than five seconds. It worked like clock work. 1 second lower lip trembles, 2 seconds eyes water, 3 seconds eyes grow insanely puppy-like, 4 seconds one lone tear trickles down, and 5 seconds I break.
"Fine, we can go shopping." I sighed in defeat, she squealed yet again and wrapped her tiny arms around me. Over her shoulder I saw Rosalie smirking in the doorway. I stuck my tongue out at her and she just rolled her eyes. Alice finally let go and jumped off the bed and ran over to my dresser. She started shuffling through my clothing and tsking at every article her hands touched. When she was done she lifted her head with a prominent grimace on her face.
"Bella this is pitiful, you don't have a single pink thing in here." She said disdainfully.
"That's because pink is a horrid color." I explained simply, she looked extremely offended and I could see why. She was wearing a bright pink Lacoste polo and pink Converse's with tan Bermuda shorts.
"On me, pink is a horrid color on me." I reprimanded and she dropped her offended look.
"Nice save." Rosalie said from the threshold. I got out of my bed and pushed Alice out of the way of my dresser and quickly found a simple t-shirt and my favorite pair of jeans, they had grass stains and holes from all the times I fell but I couldn't bare to throw them away. I walked out of my room and went straight to the car where Rose and Alice were waiting. Rose just rolled her eyes at my outfit and Alice grimaced.
We drove to the mall quickly and Alice bounded out of the car as fast as possible when she saw the sign for Louis Vuitton. Rose and I were laughing until I saw the sign for Walden bookstore and did a little imitation of Alice. I started running until I felt a tug on the back of my shirt, holding me in place.
"Oh no you don't, you are coming with us to the Betsey Johnson store." Rose said in a no nonsense tone. I pouted for show, I actually did like that store it wouldn't be absolutely terrible to shop there.
Rose walked around the mall like she owned the place with all the guys practically drooling after her. I could see why, she was a statuesque blonde with a nicely toned body any guy would do anything for her. (A/N I will not be specific with descriptions on how they look, you all already know how they look.and all closthes on profile)
I trailed behind her until we got to the bright pink sign that signified the Betsey Johnson store. I walked in and immediately ran over to the party dresses, I started stroking the soft fabric admiringly. I was in my own world conveniently named Betseyville when I had a cough from behind me.
"Someone's enjoying themselves." Rosalie said sarcastically. I tried to act nonchalant and put the black and purple strapless cocktail dress down, but I knew that I was caught .
"I don't like shopping, Betsey Johnson just happens to be one of the few shops I can stand along with bookstores and music stores." I explained quickly, my arms raising in defense. She sighed and rolled her eyes, but still accepted the excuse. She turned towards the closest stack of clothing and started ruffling through it. I heard the ding of the door and I turned to see who had come into the store. It was Alice carrying many bags all carrying the signature Louis Vuitton logo. She noticed us and quickly made her towards our rack.
"Bella go over there and wait." She demanded and pointed with her fingers to the dressing room waiting area. I followed orders and went and sat on one of the plush couches. About ten minutes they came over with many clothing articles stacked in their arms. They put them into one of the dressing rooms and told me to go into it. I went in and blindly picked out what I was going to put on.
I zipped up the zipper as best as I could and looked at my reflection. I was wearing a tight black strapless dress with a pink bow on the chest and pink and black ruffles at the bottom, it was rather short and it only came up to my mid thigh. I loved it, but I had no idea where I would wear it, I didn't have much use for evening gowns. I walked out of the dressing rooms and showed off the dress.
"Keeper" They both yelled enthusiastically at the same time, I sighed and looked at the price tag. 430!!
"Oh no, no way! I can't afford this!" I gaped at the price and began to set the beautiful article of clothing down, I was stopped by a tiny hand that pulled the fabric out of my hands. I looked up confused.
" You are getting this. Price doesn't matter, we are paying." Alice ordered sharply and pointed to her shiny gold credit card that rested in her hand.
"No, you are not paying for this, I will just get something cheaper." I said just as sternly. We glared each other down and I was winning until Rosalie moved by her side, it was now two to one and Rosalie was known for her blood-curdling glares. I shrank back from the double stare and sighed in defeat.
"Fine, buy it if you want, but I don't have anything to wear it to." I tried to reason with them, but they just handed me another piece of clothing. I went into the dressing room and tried this one on to.
I tried on too many things too count and they ended up buying me four dresses ,three shirts, and a couple of skirts. Apparently Alice heard something else when I said, " Buy it if you want." She heard, "Buy whatever you want."
My favorite thing we got was a see-through black leopard print tunic that I would wear over a simple black dress that I knew I brought with me. We were on our way out when I laid eyes on a very pretty purse. I dashed over to it and started stroking the soft leather, it was black with sewn in hearts all over it and it came with a small handbag that looked the same. I was scared to look at the price, but I did anyway. Yes! It was only 39. I dashed over to the cash register before Alice could stop me and paid for the purse.
I was belated for about five seconds over my great find, that was before I realized we were walking into a place that surely had the ability to make me blush just looking at it. I silently walked into the terrible store named Victoria's Secret . I averted my eyes from every scandalous piece of lingerie, while Alice and Rosalie picked up everything they touched, I was trying so hard to not focus on anything that I didn't notice them grabbing my size…
I was in my head until we reached the overly decorated dressing rooms. I expected them to just go straight to the stalls, but instead they both turned on me and held out there weapons of choice. I backed away from them, my eyes widening in fear.
"No, no, no, no, no, no. NO!" I was just repeating the word until they started roughly pulling me, that's when I yelled. I kept yelling, and noticed that everyone was either staring at us like I was crazy and some were laughing. A couple even had understanding looks, like they knew I was in for torture. I blushed at all the unwanted attention.
I huffed loudly and crossed my arms, I let them drag me into the tiny compartment and thrust skimpy cloth into my hand. I glanced at the bra and underwear lingerie set and grimaced. I put it on quickly and looked at myself in the mirror. I wanted to puke at my reflection. Why in the world would a fifteen year old need something like this. The get up had a dark blue bra with see through fabric falling down the side and somewhat covering my stomach. The underwear was a shear blue and lacy but thankfully not a string thong like I suspected.
"You guys come in here, I am not coming out there!" I said defiantly, I heard two identical sighs and then the curtain opened all the way being held by Rosalie and revealing myself to half of the store..
"Rose!" I shrieked and tried to cover up myself as much as possible. They both chuckled but came in and closed the curtain. I uncrossed my arms and they stared unabashedly at my way more than half naked body. Alice smiled brilliantly and clapped her hands,
"You look amazing, extremely sexy." Alice said and Rosalie nodded in agreement.
"What the hell am I going to do with something like this, I don't even have a boyfriend." I said exasperated, I was bored with there shopping antics. Why did it seem that every time I went to the mall with them, all we did was argue?
"You never know when you need to be sexy." Rose said simply.
"Maybe you need to be sexy sometimes, but I don't have any body who is even half interested in me." I explained, I seriously didn't mind this fact. Most guys my age were idiots anyway.
"Bella, did you not see all the guys that stared at you when we opened that curtain?" Alice asked incredulous. I shook my head no and Rosalie muttered something under her breath that I couldn't quiet catch but it sounded like, "Unobservant idiot." I glared at her and she smiled innocently.
"Whatever, I am still not getting it." I poorly attempted to argue with Alice. I was expecting her perfect pout to be whipped out, but surprisingly she accepted this and then promptly kicked me out of the dressing room so she and Rose could try things on.
I sat down on the couch and waited. My stomach growled after about two outfits and asked permission to get food, I felt like a child asking her mommy for something.
I walked over to Cinnabon and waited in the five person long line. Eventually the line dwindled and I stepped up to the cash register. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of bronze and copper hair atop a pale tall body, I turned to get a better look at the captivating hair, but it vanished just as fast as it came. I turned back to the geeky employee and ordered my food. Still wondering about the odd person I just saw.
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Ooooh who did you think that was? If you figure it out you get a mental brownie, and sense it was so obvious I will have to make a lot of them.I know that was a really sucky chapter and not very captivating or anything, but if you at least liked my writing style please stick with the story. I assure you it will get better I just wanted to set up the characters before I introduced Edward and the gang. Seriously it will get better. Review please! And I will try my hardest to update at least once a week, oh and most chapters will be longer than this.