Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Twilight. But the plot is all my own.
By the way, this is a remake of a previous story, I wanted more detail and to make it better. I love reviews too!
Waking up with a pounding migraine was just adding another spice to the spoiled rotten meat of my life. The world seemed to think it made everything all better, but I don't. The party last night had become completely and utterly out of control and there were kids and beer cans all over the floor. But since it was said that Alice had thrown the party, I was out of the clearing. Just as I was starting to get up off the living room floor I felt something hit the back of my head with a loud thud, well loud to me. I turned around to see Emmett, my big bear of a brother, standing about ten feet away from me with a gigantic smile plastered on his face.
"Dude, if the rents come home and see the house like this, you guys are in deep shit." He said with a mock sad look on his face and quickly burst into laughter.
"Dude." I said mocking the way he says dude. "I know, but since this was Alice's party, I'm no where near responsible. But since you're the oldest and supposedly in charge…" I let my words hang in the air until he caught onto what I was saying. I watched as the realization slowly came over his face. His expression started with happiness, then confusion, then turned to realization, then shock, and ended with anger.
"You! But! Alice! No! Damn! No! But! Clean! Now!" He screamed incoherently in the middle of the room. With the boom of his voice, everyone in the room woke up with, I'm sure, a killer hang over. Groans and moans traveled throughout the room. I figured it was time to finally get up and get the rest of the school's population out of my house. I ran as fast as possible to the second story and walked to the first door. I opened the door and pounded on the walls until everyone was awake and out of the room. I continued until everyone was heading to the first floor.
I walked down the stairs too and found Alice and Emmett in the kitchen looking frantically through the cupboards and drawers. They were obviously searching for something and, by the looks of it, that something was quite important.
"What are you two doing?" I questioned as I sat myself in one of our cherry wood stools next to the island.
"Were trying to find the maids number!" Alice told me after pulling her head out of a drawer. I thought about letting them scramble around just a little bit longer but I also thought about how mom and dad would be home in about three hours.
"It's on the fridge guys, not that hard to find." I swear sometimes if you put these two together, they wouldn't even be able to screw a light bulb in. They both turned at the same time to see that indeed, the card was a magnet on the right side of our fridge. Idiots.
Emmett called the maid service and told them what needed to be done. After hanging up Emmett informed us that the maids promised to be here in twenty minutes and would finish in an hour and a half. Perfect. Since I knew that after that party I couldn't look too well, I bounced up the stairs to my amazing room on the third floor.
I opened my door and to no surprise, nothing seem to be touched. Anyone and everyone that ever attended one of the famous Swan parties knew my room was completely off limits. They could have their fun in any part of the house, excluding my room. My room was a painted a soft sea foam green with light purple sponge prints all over the walls. Right in front of my door was a giant window, with sea foam green curtains, that looked over the forest and ,in the distance, a small creek. My bed was located on the left side of the room. It was queen sized and extremely high. My comforter is baby blue with light purple sponge prints on it, just like my walls. On the right of my bed is a white night stand that had my alarm clock and my baby blue light, for when I read at night, on it. Above my bed are shelves and shelves of CD's. On the right of the window is my two cherry wood bookcases. On the right wall was where my 64" plasma TV was hung. I had four bean bag chairs in front of my TV that were all either a shade of green, purple, or blue. On the left and right of the TV is where my DVD collection is at. On the wall, that also held the door I was holding onto, was a door leading to my bathroom and another door right next to it leading to my closet. My closet was filled with every fashion from any country at almost anytime, thanks to Alice. And my bathroom was a lavender color with black granite counters and cherry wood cabinets.
I walked over to my exquisite bathroom so I could take a shower and get ready for the rest of the day. So far I don't have any plans but it's almost guaranteed I will the moment I get out of the shower. I turned on my shower and my radio turned on and played one of my favorite songs.
I looked in the mirror quickly before undressing to check what I looked like. Although last night was crazy and I had passed out on the living room floor, I still looked amazing. My dress, which was strapless, higher than mid-thigh, and a shimmery dark teal color, was a little ruffled, but otherwise still perfect. My dark brown hair was no longer curly, but instead was wavy and still gorgeous. My make up was a little smeared. I took one last look and stripped down.
I stepped into the burning hot shower and felt all of my muscles relax. I started to sing the lyrics to Tiffany Blews by Fall Out Boy. I grabbed my expensive, and foreign, strawberry shampoo and lathered my hair with it. Then I used my pink grapefruit face wash and scrubbed my face to discard all of the make up that was left over from last night. The song changed to ZZZZ by The Cab. I then washed off my face and washed out my hair. I put in my matching strawberry conditioner. I then shaved and used my strawberry body wash. After I was completely clean I turned of the shower and grabbed my towel.
My stereo started to play throughout my whole bathroom. I had had the stereo put in when I was thirteen years old and it had surround sound in both my bathroom and my bedroom. It would change rooms when I opened a door.
I dry myself and then travel into my closet to choose my outfit for the day. My closet is separated into categories. I have sections for tight t-shirts, baggy t-shirts, long sleeve shirts, jeans, shorts, skirts, sweats, jackets, sweaters, and shoes. Since Forks, Washington is basically the rainiest place in the continental U.S, I have an excessive amount of jeans and jackets.
I searched through my clothes until I found the perfect outfit for today. I decided on a pair of dark Cali Destroyed Flare jeans from Hollister and a black graphic tee from Aeropostale. I chose a purple cami from Aeropostale to wear under my shirt and a pair of low top purple converse too.
I got dressed as Girls Do What They Want by The Maine came on my stereo. I sang the song as I finished off my look with a silver tiffany bracelet that I had received from a friend about three years ago.
I threw my towel into my dirty laundry basket and started on my make up and hair. I looked in my mirror and began to study my looks. Out of my siblings, I looked the most like our mother Renee. Renee had died when Alice and I were eight and Emmett was nine. She had died in a car crash when she was on her way back from the store. She'd gone to the store to pick up Alice cough medicine. I think Alice sometimes blames herself for our mother's death.
I didn't want to think about Renee anymore. That was nine years ago and I know I cant live in the past. Anyway, I have brown hair with shades of red that are pretty subtle except when I'm in a lot of sunlight. My hair goes down to the middle of my back and is naturally wavy. I have doe like chocolate brown eyes that are probably my best feature. My skin is pale and clear of all blemishes. I am about 5'4 and am skinny with curves in all the perfect places. Though I'm a very gorgeous girl and am told almost all the time, I've never let my beauty change who I am inside.
I blow dried my hair and let it stay wavy. I through on just some mascara and eyeliner with a smudge of lip gloss. Since it's Saturday and I don't have any plans made yet, I want to be as natural as possible. That reminded me that I should probably check my phone to see if anyone has texted me yet. I picked up my black enV2 and checked to see what I have.
It read:
6 Text Messages
That is nothing abnormal. The first was from Jessica.
Hey wanna do anything today?
I decided I wasn't in the mood for her obnoxious ways today so I didn't even reply back. The second one was from Mike.
Hello beautiful. Dinner tonight?
This kid asked me out on a daily basis and I've always given him the boot. Since I'm in a good mood today I guess I'll say yes.
Sure why not. Where?
The third was from Angela, one of the only sane people out of my group of friends. She was basically the only person who really knew things about me.
I'm thinking a movie today. At 4:15 there's Dance Flick. Yes? No?
A movie sounded good if it was Angela. I pressed the reply button and told her a movie sounded good and asked if she wanted to invite anyone else. I read the fourth text was from Ben, Angela's secret crush.
Hey Bella, I was wondering if you could help me out with something.
I replied by telling him I would do anything for him. The fifth and sixth messages were chain messages from Jessica and Mike so I just opened and closed those. Since my outfit for today was fine for a movie I chose to just go downstairs. I stuffed my phone into my pocket and climbed down the stairs.
As I went down the stairs I saw some girls cleaning one of our many guest bedrooms that seemed to have been destroyed by our many party guests. I also walked past Alice's room where she was probably getting ready for the day's activities. As I glided past Emmett's room all I heard was shooting and yelling, which I assumed was one of his video games.
Once I was at the bottom floor I headed into the kitchen to make Alice, Emmett, and myself breakfast. I checked the time to see it was 11:30 and I had taken a hour long shower. I searched through the cabinets and fridge until I had all the ingredients for waffles, bacon, and eggs. I grabbed all the necessary tools and began to cook. I put slices of bacon into the microwave and put the waffle batter into the waffle griddle. At the same time as these were cooking I started to make sunny side up eggs.
Just as I was putting all of the food on the table, both Alice and Emmett showed up to the kitchen. They made noises that indicated they were hungry and my meal looked delicious. I poured three glasses of orange juice and three glasses or milk and set them on the table. They knew this meant they were allowed to dive in.
Emmett, like usual, ate like a savage beast, while Alice ate with manners and delicacy. I ate just like my sister since it is how we were raised by Renee. I thought back to my mom as we ate. Renee was always an outspoken and wild woman. She was loved by everyone she knew and she loved everyone back. She had been a fifth grade school teacher. Alice and Emmett had more of our mother's personality while I was more of the laid back one. Emmett had been the most affected by our mother's death since he was older at the time.
"Thanks Bells, that was amazing as always." Emmett had eaten most of the food on the table in twenty minutes flat. He flashed me a smile and started to pick up all of his dishes and put them in the sink. That was our deal, I cook, my siblings clean up. Once he was done cleaning up his portion he bounded back up the stairs to go play his games.
"Thank you Bella. It was delicious like usual." She got up out of her seat and picked up all of her dishes. I heard her put them in the sink while I stayed in my seat, staring at my food. I decided I was finished and left all my dishes on the table for Alice to get to. I headed into our living room and found that a couple of maids had traveled into this room. I knew from experience that they started from the top and worked their way down so I figured they were almost down.
"Good morning Miss Swan." One of the ladies smiled my way and I politely smiled back at her.
"Good morning, thank you for all the help this morning."
She replied with a quick, "No problem.", and returned to her work. The girl looked to be in her twenties and had long black hair that was tied into a tight pony tail. Poor girl probably hated my family because of the way we lived, most people did.
It was about 12:30 and my parents would be back in about a hour. I pulled out my phone to see who had texted me back. There was one from Mike that said:
Sweet. I'll pick you up at eight. Work for you?
I sent him a message back saying:
That's a little late don't you think? I'm going to a movie with Angela at 4:15 so maybe at 6 you can meet me over there and we can go to Green House instead?
The next one was from Angela telling me she invited Jessica, great I do have to deal with her today, Tyler, Eric, Lauren, Kate, and Ben. I told her that it would all work and I would pick her up at 4.
"All done." The maid had taken me out of my own little social world. I looked over at the girl and smiled. I went over to the coffee table that had the money that Emmett had left there. I handed over the money and the girls began to clean up everything they had used to clean the house.
I closed the door after the girls and locked it. I then headed up to Alice's room to hang with her until my parents came home. As I arrived at Alice's door I heard the TV on. I knocked on the door and only two seconds later a small pixie like girl slammed open the door.
"Hello! Okay so I got a text from Angela saying you Ben, Eric, Lauren gross, Jessica, Kate and Tyler are all going to the movies. Mind if I join?!" Alice practically screamed in my face.
Alice is only about 4'11 and about the cutest person most people ever see. She's basically a little pixie. She has short spiky black hair and big chocolate brown eyes. She is also skinny just like me. She was always very energetic and knew how to make anyone happy.
"Sure why not. Is Emmett coming too?"
"I don't know, let me check. EMMETT ARE YOU COMING TO THE MOVIES WITH US?!!" Alice screamed in her high pitched soprano voice that carried throughout the house. I don't like when they start yelling, Alice has her high pitched voice while Emmett has his-
"YEAH LETS DO THIS!" He has his loud booming voice. I glared straight at my sister and she gave me an apologetic look.
"Sorry, wanna watch some TV?" I gave her one last glare and then walked past her and slammed myself onto her bed. I looked around her room and chuckled like I ways do. Her room was just as large as mine and was a bright pink and blue. She had a California King bed in the middle of her room. She also had an enormous vanity and an extremely large closet. I glanced at the TV to see that Alice had it turned on MTV and a re-run of Rock of Love: Tour Bus was on.
"You can change it if you want, I'm still not done with my hair." Alice told me in a quiet voice and walked over to the large mirror. I watched the show for half an hour and finally the torture was over. I'm so glad my parents had raised my sister, brother, and I with manners and values unlike these girl's parents. Luckily, a better show turned on, TRL. The countdown began with the number ten song, The Climb by Miley Cyrus. I heard, from the corner of the room, Alice singing the lyrics to the song.
As I was sitting on her bed, Alice threw a brush towards me indicating that my hair needed to be brushed. After I was done I tossed the brush back and walked over to her vanity to check my appearance. Of course I still looked fine, since I hadn't really done much yet, except cook. It was as I was walking back to the bed and 3oh!3's Don't Trust Me started to play, that I heard the garage door start to open.
Me and Alice glanced at each other and rushed to the first floor. It was from there that I saw my father's black Bugatti Veyron pull into the garage. Emmett came bouncing down the stairs and jumped onto the couch almost breaking it. The door from the garage opened and out stepped my father, Charlie, and my stepmother Tanya.
Haha sorry but I have to keep you reading more don't I? So just to let you know, it's an all human story. All outfits are on my profile. Reviews are appreciated. =]]