I slapped Alice's hand away. She was definitely going too far this time. The tweezers dropped from Alice's hand and hit the ground.

"Bella! Don't you want to look pretty?" Alice whined.

"Well yeah, but I don't need my eyebrows plucked!"

"She's right Alice. Her eyebrows are perfect." Rosalie cut in, trying to end the argument.

"But there's some hairs toward the end that don't look good!" Alice complained.

"Leave it." Rosalie and I replied.

"Oh yes, I forgot. Miss Car Grease is the fashion icon in this group." Alice taunted.

Rosalie stiffened.

"Where are the overalls?"

That did it.

"Are you saying I'm not pretty? I'll have you know that I have had sixteen serious boyfriends since I was fifteen! How many have you had?"

"Well Rose, how long did they last? No more than two months. Little Rosy is too picky."

"I have my limits! Do you know what Paul did? Or how about Jared? Austin? Tim?" Rosalie was screaming now.

"I don't care. I know that I have a better fashion sense than you. I also know that I can keep a guy longer!" Alice's tone softened. "Right Bella?"

"Yeah Bella, tell her that I have better fashion sense."

Ah shit. I was stuck in the middle again.

"Excuse me guys. I have to go to the washroom." I ran out with my lame excuse before anyone could stop me.

In the bathroom, I checked myself in the mirror and decided that I was ready for my date. I slid into my black silk dress and heels and left for my date.


I sat waiting for my date to arrive. I had already been briefed on absolutely everything about him. I pulled out the 'guy form' they had filled out.

Name: Gavin

Job:Studying to be a doctor.

Hot Factor: six out of ten.

Flaws: Organised. Yuck. Too smart. He says big words.

Interests: He sings. But he's really bad. Don't let him. He also really likes golf. Don't mention anything about golf. Trust us, he will go on and on and on.

Size: He's small. Look down. He's kind of short. Not brawny at all. NEITHER IS DI

Looks: His nose is too small. He's got blonde hair. Slicked back. Brown eyes.

Comments: He might be okay. Not really. Maybe. Might be your type. Maybe not.

I sighed. For some reason, they were setting me up on all these stupid blind dates. I would rather find someone myself.

It also looked like Rose was trying to put her opinion into this form.

"Isabella?"

I looked up. There was a man there. Gavin. I let my eyes travel down. Rosalie was right.

"Call me Bella." I shook his hand, not even bothering to get up.

He sat down across from me and we started asking each other questions. I found out nothing that wasn't on the sheet.

"Oh hey! Golf's on! Did you know…"

My cell started to ring. I held up one finger and walked to the bathroom before answering.

"Bella! How's it going?" Alice's voice was high pitched in the phone.

"Horrible. There's a golf game on."

"So you don't like him?"

"No."

"What is it? What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know. A lot."

"Bella what's with just walking out earlier?" Rose.

"I hate being in the middle of your fights guys. I just think you both are damned pretty."

"Yeah whatever."

I sighed.

"So like, what's with all the bad luck with guys about Bells?"

"I can't believe you say that? What about you two? You have no boyfriends, and yet, you do all this for me!"

"Come on, you set us up a bit. We're returning the favour."

"Fine. At least pick better guys then. This is torture! I have to learn exciting facts about golf now!"

"Ha-ha. Fine. We'll try better. I just hope you find a good guy."

"Don't forget yourselves!"

"Yeah Bella. We won't. Good luck."

I hung up and went to face my date.

There's the new story! Hope you like it!!

Chapter one is kinda short and boring so ya. But it's building up. Edward will appear soon!!

As always, reveiw!