Disclaimer : twilight is owned by Stephanie Meyer; not me. End of Story. (well actually when you think of it more like Beginning of story) and anyway if I owned twilight I would be off spending my gazillions right now......

Hey, Tayla-Marie here, before we get started I just want to thank you for stumbling across my story in one way or another and thank you that much more if you took time out of your day (or night =P ) to read it; and now, on with the story................................

BPOV (BELLA SWAN)

I walked across the quad; trying to balance my pile of books in one hand while tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I was just reaching back to grasp my books with a triumphant grin on my face, very pleased with my newly- found balance skills, when someone clamped their hands over my eyes firmly and squealed in a high pitched voice that sounded like tinkling bells "Guess who?". I dropped all the books I was holding and inhaled sharply, trying to get my heart back down to its normal pace when suddenly another voice kicked in " Jeez Alice you really could have let her get a good hold on her books first" this voice was calmer and smoother .

I started giggling, I would have known those two voices anywhere. " Rose, Alice I've been looking for you guys all Day, it sucks that we were put in different orientation groups, you would think after 7 years at the school they would stop feeling the need to show us around..." I turned around, realising that Alice's hands were still clamped over my eyes " Alice , release, I know it's you" Alice slowly unhooked her hands from my face. As I opened my eyes tentatively, Rosalie's face was the first thing I saw; holding out my books in a neatly stacked pile. Rosalie had a sympathetic look on her face, which teamed with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips and her eyes rolling just made me want to giggle more.

Rose wore a red dress today with patterned black stockings and a loose black cardigan thrown over the top, with a pair of black ballet flats finishing the outfit. As usual , choosing something effortlessly fabulous that suited her complexion perfectly . What with her clear white skin, her red lips, blonde wavy hair that came midway down her back, her eyes that were only a shade or two lighter than black, and her much envied hourglass figure, Rosalie could put any supermodel to shame. What made the difference between her and the girl who everyone hated for her beauty , was that though Rose knew she was jaw droppingly gorgeous she didn't abuse it, and she didn't have tickets on herself. In fact, if you were on her good side, she was one of the nicest people you would ever meet. Don't get me started about if you got onto her bad side. As Alice and I liked to say , we were glad she used her superpowers for good instead of evil. I gave Rose a quick hug and then moved onto Alice.

Alice was clad in figure hugging black denim skinny jeans , black combat boots, a back leotard just showing under the top she was wearing, a neon pink t-shirt that used other colours together with black to create a sunset with two palm trees silhouetted in a circle with Miami beach, Florida displayed just outside the circle with the island scene on it. Over this she threw a stunning leather jacket that still managed to look elegant paired with her tiny frame. Alice was a shopaholic so I doubted that we would see these clothes ever again. Sure we would see many leather jackets or distressed jeans, but not these ones. Alice was just as beautiful as Rosalie but in a different way; so luckily, there was no competition among the two girls. Alice had delicate features set into her face . she had a sharp little chin, her lips were a beige, flesh colour that suited her creamy off white skin to a t. Her hair fell to just past her shoulders it was black and cut in so many layers that Rose and I wouldn't have even attempted trying to count them, but amazingly the style suited her and framed her delicate face. But the most striking feature of her face were her eyes they were a honey golden, topaz colour and the largest thing on her face. They were framed by thick black eyelashes so long that when she looked down her eyelashes would brush her cheeks. They both had a pair of black ray ban wayfarers perched on top of their heads: identical to the pair I was wearing on my head. That was one of our many obsessions: wayfarers, any colour, any time, pass them over.

After I pulled back from hugging Alice she looked up at me with a devastated, downtrodden expression on her face. I instantly asked what was wrong, she looked so sad.

" How did you know it was me?" she asked, her bottom lip trembling......

"how did I know what was you Alice?" I asked

" How did you know it was me when I said guess who?"

" Is that what your upset about?" I burst out laughing " Alice I've been best friends with you and Rosie here for the last 17 years of my young life, aka all of them , it's no small wonder I could recognize your voice. But even If I didn't I would recognize your excited squeal anywhere you hyperactive little pixie!"

Rose put a hand over her mouth to try to smother her laughter, whereas Alice on the other hand didn't even bother she let out a stream of laughter, back to her unbelievably happy self .

"Is that all?" she asked " I thought I was becoming too predictable "

We all laughed together for a minute or two before I answered her " You, predictable, Allie? Never!"

"So?" I asked " Do you guys want go back to my place and see if were in any classes together ?"

Rose and Allie looked at each other then answered together " We thought you'd never ask!"

We linked arms and talked all the way to my Rosie's car.

My car was an old fashioned soft-top vw bug. It wasn't brand-new but when my dad got promoted from chief police officer of our little town to chief police officer of our not-so-little region the new income was high enough that after a friend bought a new car and was ready to give away their old lime green soft-top bug (currently rusting away in the garage) my dad, Charlie, could afford to give them enough money that we didn't feel like we were stealing it off them . Charlie gave it to me as a gift considering the rusty old truck I loved had died on the last week of year eleven.

As soon as rose and Alice saw it though they made a face, which I knew was for the colour and the ripped interior and the scratched paint job, then they confiscated it. I didn't know what they were doing to it but I immediately protested when I found out they had taken it. They brushed my financial worries about paying them back aside and claimed it was going to be my birthday present from them. And when I protested that they were already throwing me a party at the beach that they had claimed was going to be their birthday present they brushed me aside again saying that you only turned eighteen once and besides I knew how Rosie loved tinkering away on cars in that garage, and how Allie absolutely loves organising parties and was I really going to deny them a new project and a little fun. And when they put it that way, I knew I had no choice but to comply.

I knew I had over-reacted but I couldn't help it. I knew they were both spending money on that car as a gift for me and they were spending money on the party, and even though they had plenty of money between them in their families ( Rosie's mum owns a popular cosmetics company and Rosie's dad owns a number of mechanical repair shops; while Allies mum owns a number a shopping centres around the world and Allies dad manages the financial side of these shopping centres) I still felt guilty that they were spending time and money on me.

So until they gave me my car back next weekend (my birthday) I was getting towed around by Rosalie and Allie; and today we were all heading back to mine in Rose's car. When we got to her parking space there were a bunch of men (young and old) crowding around. "Mr. Banner?" I cried incredulously trying to keep myself from laughing. " Rose, look, even our old science teacher can't stay away from your car!" Allie joined in with me. We all started laughing as we tried to make it around to the doors of Rosalie's red m3 BMW convertible. Suddenly Rosalie's laughter stopped and Allie and I exchanged looks between ourselves when we saw the infuriated look on Rosalie's face.

A couple of the boys started to move away once they saw Rose's face but she stopped them with an icy look. " No-one move" she said and even though I was innocent, I was so scared I couldn't have moved if I wanted to. " Who did this? Who SCRATCHED MY CAR?" she yelled. A few juniors started shaking.....

When no-one stepped forward she repeated the question and added a little extra............ "Whoever it was step forward now because you punishment will be a lot worse if I have to find out who you are myself" she let her last few word trail off menacingly.

One of the shaking juniors stepped forward. "Rosalie I'm so sorry I was just admiring the paintjob and then I ran my fingers over the hood and my watch scratched it and I-I'm So-So Sorry.." the poor kid stuttered out as he started sobbing. I watched as Rosalie's anger visibly faded out from her eyes. She turned to the crowd " Come on shows over, move it , nothing to see here come on, leave!" after seeing what they thought was the full force of Rosalie's anger nobody needed to be told twice and soon Rosalie, Alice, the young kid and I were the only people left in the parking lot.

Rosalie knelt down to where the kid was crouched down on the ground and used her perfectly manicured nails to lift his chin so she was looking eye to eye with him "look I know it was an accident so calm down, I'm not going to get mad Kay? Here is a tissue we'll give you a minute to compose yourself and then we'll talk......does that sound good?" she whispered to him so softly I could barely hear it. The poor guy visibly nodded and as we listened his sobbed died down

Three minutes later he was silent and Rosalie approached him "You ready to talk?" she asked him gently.

"Yeah" came the quite reply.

"So tell me what happened?"

"Well me and my friends all came over to check out your car cuz we didn't think that model came out for another two years, and I was just looking into the car to see if that was the alternative interior or not and my hand was on the hood when Mike Newton came up behind me. He was trying to push his way through to the front and then he went to push me out of the way. He is a lot bigger than me and I went flying forward which made my watch connect with the paintwork."

" Oh I see now " the three of us exchanged a look; we should have known that somehow Mike was caught up in this "Look, it's not your fault I totally understand. It's that vile Newton kid. But sooner or later he'll get what's coming to him, don't worry. "

" Please, don't tell him I told" the poor kid, what was his name again- Nick- begged Rosalie .

"Come on, that's the last thing I'd do" Rosalie mock punched him and he finally managed a smile.

"So Nick?"

"Yeah Rosalie ?"

"How do you so much about cars?"

"What do you mean"

"When you were talking about models and makes I saw that you really knew what you were talking about.."

"Well I kind of want to be a mechanic when I graduate or something else to do with cars."

" Oh yeah; so nick have you heard of my father....."

" Aaron Hale- president and owner of Hale mechanical repairs ; who hasn't?" Nick interrupted

Rosalie tried to hide her amused smile at his outburst. " Well he needs a new young intern to train up for the next three years before he can offer them an apprenticeship. So what do you say?"

Throughout the conversation Nick had been listening intently, but when she reached the end he stood motionless " Are you s-serious? He choked out.

" Haven't you realised I don't joke when it comes to cars?" she winked at him.

" Oh my god; your serious.........thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Nick shrieked, beaming, as he threw his arms around Rosalie. She looked over her shoulder at us and rolled her eyes in a bemused way, though we could tell she was pleased by his reaction "I guess I'll take that as a yes then" she laughed.

" Well here" she said passing him a piece of paper "Write your name and address on this and ill give it to my dad's assistant so she can forward some paperwork to you for your parents and yourself to look over, Kay?"

He quickly scrawled his details across the sheet of paper and handed it back to Rosalie. After a couple more thankyou's from Nick we all said goodbye and jumped into Rosalie's car.

"well that was a little more action than we expected for our quite ride home, aye girlies?" Allie called over her shoulder from the front seat.

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Tayla-Marie