Two Weeks in Summer
Chapter 1)
Bella Swan hugged her mother and father tightly.
"Look after yourself-" said Renee.
"Stick with your friends-"
"Don't spend all of your money at once-"
"Bella, wear some clothing, please-"
"Charlie!" Bella squeaked.
"Don't talk to strangers," Renee continued.
"And no boys," Charlie finished, firmly.
Bella rolled her eyes.
Bella's brother Mike picked up her bag and headed for the door, Bella following. He threw the bag into the back of the red Chevy truck and yanked open his door forcibly.
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Alice Brandon tugged on a tuft of her spiky hair, trying to encourage it to co-operate. Failing, she sighed, and quickly checked through her handbag again, making sure her passport hadn't gone walk-about.
The doorbell rang, and she peeped in her mirror just once to see if her hair had miraculously gone into place. With another sigh, she dragged her suitcase down the stairs, her handbag on her slender arm, and answered the door to Bella.
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Rosalie Hale was at the airport, waiting for Alice and Bella. She wore an unusual yellow top and denim shorts that showed off her perfect body and skin.
Soon, an ancient Chevy truck pulled up, and Alice, Bella, and Bella's brother stepped out.
Bella wore a leaf-green top and clean, white jeans, which suited her brown hair and eyes well - Alice had piced out her outfit for her. Alice wore a navy, calf-length dress, with a pretty flower pattern.
Alice happily bobbed across the car park towards Rosalie, pulling her big suitcase, living up to her reputation: she was a little pixie, and a strong one, apparently.
Bella followed a little less easily, needing two hands to carry her holdall.
"Let's get our butts into this queue, then," said Rosalie, leading her friends into the airport.