Aggravated
Saturday morning was the usual. House cleaning. My shift at Newton's Olympic Outfitters. The day, I noticed while walking to my truck, was typical Forks weather, rainy and overcast.
I put the keys in the ignition, very clear of my destination.
I felt a terrible urge to see Edward again. A need.
I know that I had been over at the Cullen's house exceptionally a lot lately, and I often wondered if the Cullen's were getting tired of me, but my selfishness usually brought me to their house anyway.
Making my way down Edwards long and windy driveway, I began to wonder about tonight. I was anxious. Edward wasn't telling me where exactly we were going, but I had a sneaky suspicion that Alice would be pouncing on the doorstep when I arrived-seeing the places that Edward was taking me tonight.
My hands were shaking on the steering wheel when I pulled up to the house.
Sure enough, before I could count to three, Alice was there already, opening the door for me.
"Hi Bella! I'm so glad you came; I was about ready to call when you showed up, in the nick of time, too… Oh! You only left us 3 hours to make you gorgeous for tonight. And you're not going to regret dressing up for this date, Bella." Alice chirped.
I let out a groan while Alice led me to the porch and upstairs to Rosalie's giant room. Edward was home, but Alice insisted that he stay away from me, until I was finally ready.
Oh, joy.
Alice towed me to the giant bathroom, Rosalie following behind.
They went to work at once.
It was terrible.
They made over every inch of my body, painted my nails and did my makeup for a good two-and-a-half hours.
Then, they towed me into Rosalie's room once more and sat me on Rose and Emmett's GIANT king sized bed.
Alice ran to her room to get the perfect outfit while Rosalie digged through her massive wardrobe for something…
Alice danced back in and layed out a burgundy red dress that almost draped down to the floor and had expensive beading at the waste.
She layed a pair of-what I recognized as Bivianos-on the bed and went over to Rosalie.
I looked at the gown.
I couldn't even deny it.
It was gorgeous.
"Wow, Alice…that is…quite a dress. How much did-"
She cut me off with a growl, and I immediately took that as a warning.
Rosalie came back out of the closet with two pieces of clothing that I had never thought I'd wear. In my entire life.
I let out a gasp.
"Here, Bella," Rosalie said hopefully.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
I glared at the red tight and lacy bra and thong that said "dirty girl" on the front, with lace as bows on the sides.
They were so out of their minds.
"Oh Bella, silly. You're going to have to wear one sooner or later, why not now?" Alice offered.
"Because, Alice, in case you cant read, that thing says 'dirty girl'!" I spat out the last two words.
Rosalie sighed and went back to her wardrobe.
About 10 seconds later she came back out with a pair of harmless looking red cotton underwear.
They were perfect.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Bella, don't you think this is at all in the least bit absurd!? Really, Bella, I think its time now you graduated from your granny panties and moved on to something more grown up." Alice reasoned.
I snorted and went into the bathroom to change…
