SUMMARY: Bella and Alice make resolutions list and have to complete them by the new year or else. . . Now, it's two days before and Bella realizes she hasn't complete all of the resolutions she thought she made. With help from a certain someone, Bella tries to complete the list by midnight on New Year's Eve. But will she get more than the thrill of new experiences? AH. M for safety

Hi everyone!

A new story for the New Year.

The summary really can't cover what this story is about.

This came to me yesterday out of the blue and I couldn't stop writing. I'm just blowing off a little steam.

I'm not sure about the rating it could be T or M but I'm not sure. It might change to M, depending where the story goes.

(I'm not going to write a lemon, but if someone else wants to and submits it to me, I would be happy to post it, along with credit to that person. Which would change the rating)

A big thanks to my Beta, 2-10-11eyesFINGERStoes. She was amazing and corrected this on New Year's Eve!

This is my first AH, so tell me how I did.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

BPOV

It was two days before New Year's Eve and my best friend, Alice and I had just returned from shopping for our New Year's party dresses.

Alice and I shared an apartment together on the outskirts of Seattle and were finishing up college at the University of Washington this year. She was a fashion major and I was a English major.

Even though Alice and I were roommates and best friends, we were like night and day. While Alice was a five foot pixie obsessed with shopping and partying, I was a 5'4" mousy girl that was mainly a recluse and preferred to stay home and read. Alice had grown up in New York with her highly successful adoptive parents, Carlisle and Esme, who had more money than God. While I grew up first in Phoenix with my mom, Renee, and then moved to Forks, Washington - one of the smallest towns in America - with my dad, Charlie, after my mom got remarried. Despite the differences between us we were closer than sisters.

"Bella!" Alice called from her huge walk-in closet. "Could you come here for a minute?"

"Why, Alice?" Most of the time when she calls me from her closet, she is planning on attacking me with shoes, dresses, and purses.

"I need your opinion on something." It didn't sound like a trap, but you never know with Alice.

I got up from my seat on the chocolate suede couch we had in the living room and walked down the hall to Alice's bedroom. I opened the door to see Alice's room the way it usually is - messy. There were clothes strewn all over the floor, the bed was unmade and several different plates and a cereal bowls were resting on her nightstand.

"Jeez, Alice. Don't you ever clean your room? It looks like a garbage dump in here," I shouted to her while struggling to climb over several piles of books on her floor.

"Well, we just had finals, so I haven't exactly had free time lately." She popped out of the closet holding two dresses, setting them on the bed.

"We've been on break for over a week now," I reminded.

"And how often in that past week have I been home?" I knew it was a rhetorical question. Over break, Alice's routine was to sleep during the day and party at night. "Anyway, I need your help deciding between these two dresses for tonight's party at Angela's.

I walked to the bed and saw a teal strapless dress with ruffles going from the bust down and it ended a little above the knees. The next dress was black and completely covered in sequins and ended a little above the knee also. Both dresses would look spectacular on Alice, with her supermodel looks. Secretly, I did ennie-meanie-mineie-mo in my head and chose the teal one.

I turned my head to the side like I was truly assessing the dresses before responding.

"Are you sure?" she questioned. Alice had a way of knowing when I was being honest with her and at times like this it wasn't helpful.

"Yes. Now, go find some shoes to match in that mall of yours." I gestured to the closet and her face lit up with a huge grin, like it always did when she thought of shoes. I swear she had more shoes than Carrie from Sex and the City.

An instant later, I heard a giant crashing of boxes and ran into the closet. There, I saw the most comical sight. Poor, little Alice, laying on her butt with shoe boxes covering her. I started bursting out in laughter while Alice glared at me.

"Yeah, you think it's funny now, wait until it happens to you," she snarled at me.

"I'm . . . sorry . . . Alice," I sputtered out while taking another look at her pissed off face. "Are you . . . okay?" I asked, trying to regain composure of myself.

"Yes, no thanks to you," she muttered picking herself off of the ground and pushing the boxes aside.

"What happened?" I asked, having remaining giggles in me.

"I was just trying to reach one of the boxes on top, so I climbed up the shelves, and when I reached for it, the rest of the boxes slipped off with it."

This started a new round of giggles in me and Alice rolled her eyes and started picking up the other boxes.

After I had finished laughing, I bent down to help Alice collect all of the boxes. After ten minutes, we had most of the boxes put back on the shelf.

"Hey, what's this box?" I questioned, picking up a pink beaded box that looked slightly familiar.

"Oh!" Alice gasped. "I haven't seen that thing in ages! Don't you remember, Bella?"

"No." I turned over the box to Alice and she opened it up, revealing a piece of paper.

"Remember last year, we wrote down our New Year's resolutions and put them in a box to save for this year. We had to complete all of them by this New Year or we had a consequence to pay," she explained, unraveling her piece of paper.

"Oh, right." Now it dawned on me. Our lives were a bit slow at the time and we wanted to have more fun with the New Year, so we created the lists.

"Buy a pair of Manolo's . . . check. Get invited to a Hollywood party . . . check. Get a boyfriend . . . check. Dress up like Dolly Parton for Halloween . . . check," I heard Alice mumbling.

I could tell Alice was wrapped up in her list, reminiscing, so I went to find my list. I think it was under a loose floorboard in my room.

I crossed the hallway to my room and threw back the rug that was on the ground. I found the knot in my floor that allowed me to pull the board up and lifted it. I found a blue beaded box similar to Alice's and pulled it out of the crevice.

It was quite dusty, so I blew off the dust and then opened it. There was a small square piece of paper folded, resting in the satin lining of the box. Slowly opening the paper I could see a long list. The first three items were in blue ink, but the rest was in black.

Resolution's List

Complete all of Jane Austin's books

Buy a laptop

Organize books by author

Get completely wasted at a party

Sing or dance on a stage (could be a bar if necessary)

Drive at least fifteen over the speed limit in a sports car (If you are driving, don't do it while wasted)

Go sky diving, bungee jumping, or cliff diving

Go skinny dipping

Walk around the city at two in the morning with no shoes on

Get a boyfriend (or laid, whichever floats your boat)

If you do not complete all of these by the next year, all your books are being given to the Salvation Army.

Okay, the first three I remember writing and doing, but where did the other seven come from? That was not me at all. Alice.

"Hey Bella," Alice said smiling from my doorway. "I completed all of my resolutions. How about you?" There was a twinkle in her eye and I could see she had remembered what she wrote on my list.

"All of the ones I wrote," I muttered under my breath while shoving the paper back in the box.

"Aw, come on. It can't be that bad." She was chuckling and came over to the box and pulled out the paper. "Bella, you have to do them. And by tomorrow night no less."

"Alice, I did all of the ones I wrote." I starred at her stubbornly, hoping she would let it rest.

"Then what is this I see. I don't remember you doing four through ten. Unless there's something I don't know about." She said with one eyebrow raised.

"No. All of the ones I wrote are one through three. I completed all of those," I told with a resentful tone in my voice.

"Bella, you are kidding me, right?" Alice got that look in her eye, like she did when I didn't agree with her on something at the mall. "Those are the most boring resolutions I have ever heard of. Including the lady on the Weight Watchers commercials vowing not to think of her weight the day after New Year's. The list was supposed to make our lives fun and exciting, but you still insist on being a loner." Alice was standing above me with her hands on her hips and now I was intimidated - which is pretty odd considering Alice's size. "I have made my life interesting. I have Jasper now, I took an internship over the summer with Marc Jacobs and I will be starting my own fashion line after graduation. What have you done this year to jump start your life?"

I looked away from Alice's eyes, knowing she was right. I hadn't done as much with my time as Alice had. The biggest thing I had done was made it to the top of my class. While that is an accomplishment, it has not made my life more exciting in anyway. Alice took my silence as a confirmation and started talking again.

"Now, I am serious. You have to get out and do these resolutions. You have two days to do them and I think that it is possible to complete them within that time frame. We will start tonight at Angela's party and then work down the list. But I am not doing all of them with you. This is your list, your responsibility." She started walking out the door back to her room leaving me in a daze, but then she turned around again. "Remember, your books are on the line," she said ominously and it sent a wave of chills through me.

After three hours in the bathroom with Alice, I was finally ready to go out tonight. My hair was curled and looked natural, but it was far from it. My makeup was simple and classic. It consisted of a smoky eye and blood red lip gloss. My dress was one of the ones we found today. Ironically enough, it was called the Bella Tube Dress and was perfect for tonight's occasion. It was bright red matching my lips, had a sweetheart neckline, tied in back leaving a cutout piece exposed, and draped down to my mid-thigh. This is one of the few times I would admit that I looked good. Someone that could stand next to Alice at a party and be equal to her. Unfortunately, Alice insisted on the black pumps to go with it and I could not put up a fight.

"Wow," I commented when I looked into the mirror. "I've got to say this is one of your better make-overs, Alice."

"I know. I did really out do myself on this one, didn't I." There was a smug look on her face while she was applying the finishing touches on her make-up.

Then there was a knock on our door and we both scurried out of the bathroom.

"That must be Rose," Alice said while opening the door.

Sure enough, there stood Rose, the 5'8" blond bombshell. Rose and Alice knew each other through some of their classes and the Marc Jacobs internship - Rose was an aspiring model. Her and Alice were closer than I was with her. I was too much of a bookworm and she was too much of a Paris Hilton for us to work out.

"Hey Alice . . . Bella. Good to see you again," she said with a dazzling smile.

"Good to see you, Rose. I love your dress!" Alice greeted.

"Oh, this," Rose said while looking down at her dress. "I found it last week in New York when I was visiting my parents. I thought it was just the cutest thing."

And it was. The dress was mid-thigh, just like Alice's and mine, but it was covered in gold sequins, had a v-neck, and was definitely made to make a statement.

"Well, that was lucky," Alice said admiring the dress. "We should go now. Angela's party started thirty minutes ago."

We all started to walk out the door before Alice turned around again. "Bella, do you have the list?"

"No, I'll go get it."

While I walked out of the room I heard Alice informing Rose about the list and then I was out of earshot.

Soon enough, Alice, Rose, and I, were stepping out of Rose's M3 convertible and into the club where Angela was hosting her party.

The room was vibrating with the beat of the music playing and there were people everywhere. Even with the hoards of people, we made it through easily with people moving out of the way for us. We made it to the bar easily and got stools.

"So, Bella, looks like we should get started on that list of yours," Rose said with a smirk.

It just so happened that the bar tender walked past us just then and Alice got his attention. The bartender was average height, with blond, spiked hair that had too much gel in it, and a cheesy yellow smile.

"Hello," he said with a weird tone in his voice. "I am Mike. What can I get for you ladies, tonight?"

"Could we have a round of shots?" Alice asked glancing at me and laughing. I'm sure I looked like a frightened doe.

The bartender got a devilish smirk and got salt, lemons, and the glasses out. He poured the tequila and gave me a wink. I shuttered away from him and grimaced.

He finished with us and said, "Tell me if you need anything else tonight." His tone implied something else and he was looking directly at me when he said this which caused me to I shutter again. Thankfully, he walked away and left us with our drinks.

"Okay, why don't we each take the shot at the same time," Alice suggested.

We each licked our hands and poured the salt on and then licking it off.

"On the count of three," Rosalie said. "One . . . two . . . three." We each threw the shots back and I grimaced at the taste and the burning going down my throat.

"Bite the lemon, Bella," Alice urged, seeing the grimace on my face.

I did as I was told and the lemon taste helped balance out the tequila. I knew that with a couple more of these I would have the number one on Alice's list completed, but I figured I would take the night slow and build up to it.

All of a sudden, Jasper-Alice's boyfriend and Rosalie's brother-came up behind Alice and snaked his arms around her waist. Alice turned around and threw her arms around his neck, barely making it because of how tall he was. Jasper was over six feet and had longer, blond hair like Rosalie.

"Hello," Alice said with a smirk, that made me not want to know what she was thinking. "Are you here with the guys?"

"Yeah," Jasper replied with grin. "Emmett and Edward are on the dance floor already. They should be coming over here any minute."

I knew Emmett because he was Rose's boyfriend, but I had never heard of Edward before. Usually the guys Jasper brings around - besides Emmett - are men that Alice thinks would be good for me. Most of the time it ends up with me talking with them a little and then taking a cab home, while Alice and Rose go home with Jasper and Emmett. I'm sure this would be no different.

Rose got up from her seat and headed onto the dance floor to find Emmett, I assumed. This left me with Alice and Jasper snuggling into each other and whispering in each others ear. Personally, the whole situation was making me sick, so I decided to order a Apple Martini from a bartender that wasn't Mike.

Once I had received my drink, Rose and Emmett were approaching with another man with bronze hair trailing them.

"Belladonna!​​" Emmett called out to me when he saw me.

He could never get over the one time we were watching Practical Magic and I had a major allergic reaction to something on the pizza, right at the part they said Belladonna. Now, it has become my nickname.

"Emmett!" I greeted back. Even though Emmett could embarrass a person - mainly me - to death, you could never stay mad at him.

He made his way over to me and pulled me into a back crushing hug. "How's it hanging?" he asked with a giant smile plastered across his face.

"Good," I replied enthusiastically, having some of Emmett's energy rub off on me.

"That's great. Bella, I want you to meet Edward." Emmett gestured to the man with bronze hair. "Edward, this is Bella."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Edward Cullen." Edward stepped up to shake my hand and smiled at me.

"It's nice to meet you too. I'm Bella Swan," I responded. Edward was good looking, I guess. He was tall, but not as tall as Jasper. He had messy, bronze hair and bright green eyes.

Just when Edward was about to say something, Alice came over and pulled me onto the dance floor. I shot Edward a remorseful look and I could tell he understood.

Once we had reached the middle of the mass of bodies, Alice turned around and started talking to me.

"So, what do you think about Edward?" she said excitedly.

"He's alright," I said nonchalantly. "I don't think he's my type though."

Alice stared at me like I was a moron. "Bella, you have got to be kidding me. He is drop dead gorgeous, and you haven't even talked to him for over thirty seconds. How would you know if he was your type or not?"

"Exactly. He is gorgeous and gorgeous people usually like to party. Look at you and Rose. Does that really sound like me?"

Alice looked outraged now and I was starting to regret what I said. "For one, Wow. That was a stereotypical statement. Two, so you think Rose and I are Paris and Nikki? We're not sluts, you know-"

"I didn't mean that you were!" I interrupted, trying to repent for my words.

"Don't interrupt me," she said with venom. "Anyway, he is your type. I have a feeling about this. He is your match."

"Yeah, you said that about Eric the cable guy too. Don't see him around, do you?" I muttered under my breath, not wanting to make her any more mad than she was.

"Now," Alice said calmly. "Let's go back to the rest of them." Alice straightened her dress and walked back through the crowd to the bar with me trailing behind her.

I walked back to the back next to where Edward was standing. I smiled up at him to appease Alice and finished off my martini.

Rose and Alice had went off onto the dance floor with their guys leaving me with Edward.

"So, Edward, how do you know Jasper?" I asked trying to start a conversation.

"Jasper and I are now roommates and we used to go to high school together," He said sweetly, turning to face me. "He is completely in love with Alice. It gets annoying when she's not around because that's all he talks about."

"Alice is the same way," I chuckled. "You should see her getting ready for one of their dates. She is a total lunatic."

Edward chuckled a musical laugh and we continued on talking about different things. I found out he was a aspiring doctor, he is a pianist, and almost became a professional performer. I told him what little there was to know about me and I was beginning to like him more.

"So, I heard Alice informing everyone on your list of resolutions. Tonight you are planning on completing the first one?" He asked, highly amused.

"Yes, I am. And if you wouldn't mind, can you make sure I don't do anything too stupid. I'm sure the rest of them would love to make fun of me for it."

"I can't make any promises." He looked at me with a crooked grin and it made me blush.

"Okay, but can you please make sure that Mike the bartender stays away from me?" I asked pleadingly. Mike seemed like one of those creeps that would take advantage of a girl who was drunk.

"Now, that . . . I might be able to do," he said with a devilish glint in his eye. "But for now, lets get you started on completing your list."

I rolled my eyes and he ordered us two drinks, but I had no idea what mine was.

I took a sip and was taken aback by how strong it was.

"It will get you good and drunk, fast," he said noticing the shock on my face. I nodded my head in agreement and started drinking more of the concoction. Soon, he was leading me onto the dance floor to where the others were. Everything was going a bit fuzzy but I continued with it anyway.

EPOV

I was leading Bella onto the dance floor where everyone else was. I could tell that she was drunk and I took a tight grip on her wrist to make sure she didn't fall. We made it over to the rest of the group relatively unharmed. A few jostles from people here and there, but not too bad.

"Hey, Edward," Emmett called cheerfully. "She out of it yet?"

"Pretty close," I called back, taking a look at Bella.

When Jasper invited me out tonight saying that Alice wanted me to meet her friend, I wasn't too sure. But when I saw Bella, I thought she was stunning. Me and the rest of the male population that was around her were practically drooling at the sight of her in the red dress. The fact that she was smart made me attracted to her even more. She wanted to be a writer, was at the top of her class at Washington State, and she volunteered once a month to read to kids at the hospital. I knew she wasn't going to be another Tanya. She wasn't one of those fakes who liked guys just because of their money.

Soon, I started dancing with her and it felt nice having her in my arms. She stumbled many times, so I had to keep an arm around her but I could tell that was mostly from the alcohol. After dancing two songs, we both figured that for her safety we should stop and go find a seat somewhere.

Emmett came up behind her, clapping a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Belladonna, how about another shot?" he asked highly amused.

"Emmett . . . I don't think that's a good idea right now." I said hesitantly noticing Bella swaying slightly on her seat.

"No, it's fine, Edward," she slurred out waving a hand randomly. "I need to get good and wasted like it says on the paper."

"That's my girl!" Emmett called out and asked a for a shot from one of the bartenders.

"Bella, I think you already are wasted," I said trying to persuade her to not have the drink. She could get seriously injured if she had more.

"NO I'M NOT!" she protested crossing her arms under her chest, pushing up her cleavage slightly.

I could tell it was a lost cause, so I figured I would let her have this one drink and then keep her away from Emmett.

Emmett was giggling like a school girl next to her while she took the shot.

"Emmy-bear," she slurred. "Why are you so big? You are as big . . . as big . . . as big as a bear!" Her eyes got really wide and then she started giggling incessantly.

Emmett's face lit up and he started laughing too. "Well, Bella, maybe I am a bear!" Emmett exclaimed in mock horror.

"A BEAR! REALLY?" Bella said surprised. "Are you a teddy bear?"

"I'm Rose's teddy bear." Emmett's face was going to explode if his smile got any bigger and I could tell he had something else up his sleeve.

"Aw," Rose said coming up behind him and shrugging into his side. "Well Bella's a goner." Rose was looking at Bella who had recently fallen off her bar stool. I helped her back up again and I started supporting her so she didn't fall again.

Alice and Jasper soon made there way back to us again and both got an eyeful of Bella.

"I think we should take her home now," I suggested to them.

"Wait, we need to do one more thing before we can leave," Alice said while giving a signal to the DJ. "Bella needs to dance on the bar. It's one of her resolutions."

Emmett threw his head back in laughter and Jasper started snickering.

"Alice, Bella can barely stand, let alone dance." I glanced down at Bella who looked slightly confused at everything going on.

"I CAN TOO DANCE!" Bella argued glaring at me. "I will prove it."

Just as the song Boom Boom Boom by the Vengaboys started playing, Bella hopped up on the bar and started dancing. I was staring up in shock and worry, hoping Bella wouldn't fall off.

"Alice, Rose, get up there with her," I suggested, hoping they would make sure she wouldn't fall.

They did as I asked and soon everyone was crowding up against the bar. There were whistles and hoots from several people and I saw Mike, the bartender, staring up at Bella. I sent him a death glare and he backed off. After I got over my worry, I started to enjoy watching Bella dance up there. She stumbled every now and then but did astonishingly well for a drunk person. The song ended and the three girls jumped down from the bar.

"Seeeeee, I told you I could dance," Bella proclaimed bumping into my chest.

"I guess I was wrong," I said trying to hide the smile that was fighting to form on my face.

"I think we are going . . . to head out," Rose said yawning in the middle of her sentence.

"I think we will too," Alice said. "Edward, I hate to ask you this, but would you take Bella back to your place and Jasper and I will stay at mine."

"No, it's no problem. Enjoy your night," I said clutching onto Bella's waist.

"Thanks a million," Jasper said patting me on the back before heading toward the door. "Alice and I really need this."

I chuckled and nodded, letting the others leave before trying to maneuver Bella out.

We stumbled to my car, taking twice the time it usually would to get there. I was mainly dragging Bella the way now and I could tell she was fading fast.

"Okay, we're almost there," I said hoping I could coax a little more life out of Bella.

"M'kay," she said looking up slightly. She stopped dead in her tracks staring.

"What? What's the matter?" I asked frantically.

"Is that your car?" She pointed to my blue corvette that was parked in front of us.

"Yes, it is. Do you like it?" I was shocked that she liked it. Most of my other girlfriends were scared to ride in it, but liked the flashy appearance it had.

"I love it." she quickly hobbled her way over to the car and spread her torso across the hood, hugging it to her. "So beautiful," she murmured.

"Do you want to get in the car?"

"Not yet. A minute more with Brenda."

"Brenda?" I questioned wondering where that name came from.

"Yes. Brenda. She's the car," Bella whispered. "She's sleeping right now."

"Oh, okay," I said while grabbing Bella's arm and leading her towards the passenger side door. "I think I know how to wake her up."

I strapped Bella into her seat and then got in on the drivers side. I turned on the car and Bella's eyes got wide.

"Betty, you woke up!" Bella's eyes went wide and a smile spread across her face.

"I thought it was Brenda?" I asked comically.

"No, it's Barbie. Jeez, keep up, Edward." She sunk back into her seat and rested her head against the head rest.

"My bad. So what else is on the list for you to do?"

"Skinny dipping, cliff diving, walk around the city with no shoes on . . . go twenty over in a sports car and something else," she said yawning and closing her eyes.

"I think I could help you with going the twenty over in a sports car, but you have to stay awake." I hoped I would get more chances to figure Bella out.

"Okay, but make it soon." Bella sat up a little straighter in her seat and I turned onto a side road.

I started accelerating the car more and more and I could see Bella perking up. The sound of the engine was getting louder and you could feel the speed as I accelerated even more. I glanced over at Bella who had a beautiful smile across her face.

"This is so . . . fun," she said watching things pass by the window quickly.

"That's part of the reason I love this car. What are some things you love?"

"Um. . . books," She sank back into her seat and closed her eyes again. "Maybe even you," she whispered the last part and I wasn't even sure I heard her right. I hope so, though.

I could tell that she had passed out and I turned on the radio quietly.

The rest of the ride was dull. Bella turned once in awhile, but nothing else really happened.

We arrived at my apartment and I unstrapped Bella from the seat and picked her up carefully, cradling her in my arms. I carried her into the elevator and held her until we reached the door to my apartment. I set her legs down carefully and reached into my pockets, grabbing my keys. I slowly unlocked the door and then picked Bella up again. I carried her into my bedroom and rested her on my bed. I cautiously took off her shoes and then pulled back the blanket, lifting her legs, putting them under the comforter and then pulling the comforter up again so it was covering her.

I looked at the sleeping angel in my bed and admired her beauty. I felt like one of the luckiest people in the world. I kissed her forehead and started to walk towards the chair that was in the corner of the room.

"Edward," I heard the angel whisper "Edward."

I thought she had woken up but realized she was just sleep talking. My heart fluttered a bit and a smile formed on my face. She was thinking of me.

This one was different, I could feel it.

I rested in the chair trying to stay alert, just in case she needed me, but succumbed to the tiredness washing over my body.

A/N: There will be more chapters to come, but I can't guarantee that they will be as long as this one. I usually write a lot less than this. This is my longest chapter, weighing in at eleven pages! I'm so happy. I hope to have the next chapters up soon. If people don't review, though, I might think this story is crap and not update anymore. So, you have to let me know you are reading.

Links for the dresses and the corvette can be found on my page. For some reason, Bella's dress isn't coming up properly. If that happens, type BELLA TUBE DRESS in the search box on the corner of the page, and it should come up.

Have a safe and happy New Year!

~Bubbly722