AUTHORS NOTE: Okay so hey to everyone, and I just want to say thank you for even opening my fanfiction, and I don't have very much idea where this is going, it was just pretty random and I thought I should write it down. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I sadly don't own Twilight or any of these characters -sob- Stephenie Meyer does.

"Wow." It was all I could say. I couldn't believe Alice had gone to this much trouble. Well actually, I probably could seeing she could really do anything she put her mind to. But that wasn't the point, it was the fact that she had done it this well in a matter of weeks.

Long-story short, me and my best friend Alice had just bought a house together, (with the help of my parent's money) in the small town of Forks, sick of being stuck in the city. Alice whined all the time, not getting enough sleep, how bad it smelled, and I hated the rush of it all, I wasn't a person who did things at a speedy pace. Alice also said that there were no good guys in the area, and that we needed a new "selection".

That issue didn't matter for me.

As if a guy would even look in my direction. I was ordinary, brown hair, with boring brown eyes and no tan at all. I blamed that for my lack of relationships. That, and the fact that I could never have a proper conversation with a guy I liked without stuttering or making a complete idiot of myself. Oh, and did I mention the fact I'm a danger magnet too? It's just perfect, honestly.

Anyway, we'd only bought the house about a month or so ago, and I came to check that everything was in order, and to make sure nobody had broken in or anything. Since we hadn't moved any stuff in, or decided what to rearrange in the house, I was expecting to see the plain, faded paint on the walls and the old scratched floorboards.

Instead I found that the floorboards had been polished, they were so shiny that the glare hurt my eyes. And as I had walked into the hallway all the remains of stains from the previous owner had been removed, and it had been painted over with a light shade of yellow. I sprinted to the living room see if she had done anything else.

Yep, it seems like she had managed to get the whole place renewed, living area, kitchen, study, the 3 bathrooms and the 4 bedrooms. Even the staircase looked new. Though I was angry that she didn't even ask me or tell me she was planning this, I had to admit it looked pretty good. I sighed, and headed towards the front door, but then stopped as I noticed for the first time a note stuck to the wall. Knowing who it would be from, I snatched it off the wall and read it.

Bella,

I'm so sorry I didn't tell you, but you know what I'm like!

I couldn't help myself!

Please don't be too mad.

Call me when you get this,

Alice.

I called her number and waited for her to answer. She answered after the 3rd ring. "Hello?" "Hi Alice," I answered curtly. She rushed to get the words out of her mouth before I could interrupt her. "Oh Bella! I'm so sorry! Yeah um well about the whole house thing, it was just so hard to resist! And I tried to, but it just kept popping up in my head, and I hated seeing it all old! Please forgive me! I uh, um -" "Alice, calm down.

Of course I forgive you. Just next time could you please tell me? It's so frustrating getting all these unexpected surprises. But I have to admit, you did a good job, how did you manage you get all this done?" I paused as I heard her laugh at my astonishment.

"Silly Bella, it's all about who you know! A ran into this lady who restores homes right, and she knew the house we were moving into, so I ended up talking to her about how it looked kinda shabby, and she said she could help do up the place a little bit. So, since I didn't think you really liked it either in its current condition, I said why not! And she said she had 3 sons who would be happy to do the work! I met one of them, and he was quite cute if I say so myself, very muscly, but not my type," she quickly added.

"And so most days they went down to the house and worked on the paint and the floor. But I definitely made sure that I didn't pick out any color that wasn't to your liking. And then I had a bit of a peek at it this morning before I went for my jog, and I thought it looked perfect!" she finished off with excitement .

I sighed again, and told her I'd meet her later for lunch after I'd gone looking around. I'd also need to look through the job advertisements, seeing as I had just resigned from my last one. I worked as an assistant at a small law firm, but all the people that worked there were sexist men and they were pigs. So, from the inspiration from Alice I went to my boss and told him I'd had enough with all his remarks, and when he laughed at me I handed in my resignation that afternoon.

So far, no one had hired me in the city, so I was hoping there was maybe somewhere small I could work in Forks. I went and got the newspaper and sat on a bench in a nearby park. I went through the jobs and circled a few that I would go look at.

The morning went slow. I checked out some of the ones I'd selected, including a secretary for the local high school, a server at a pharmacy and a spot at a place called Newton's Olmpic Outiftters.

Out of all of them, Newton's Olympic Outfitters seemed the best. I sighed, and check my watch for the time to see if it was lunch or not yet. I decided it was and went to meet Alice. Maybe this wasn't the best idea, I thought, but put that aside. I'd already made the decision, and there was turning back.

Lunch with Alice went through quickly, and we chatted about the house, the hot builders and the woman who Alice got help from, whose name I found out was Esme. Alice was meeting her again tomorrow to thank her, and asked if I wanted to come along.

I looked at a few more jobs, but it seemed effortless. They were all boring and unenjoyable, (AN: is that even a proper word!? Sorry if it isn't.) and with bad pays too. I gave up and went back to the apartment and started on dinner. As much as I loved Alice… she couldn't cook if her life depended on it. So I took care of the groceries and food. Just as I was peeling some onion, Alice walked in the door looking a little annoyed. "What's wrong?" I said curiously, wondering what had upset her.

"Oh it's nothing, just some disgusting guy at Walmart hitting on me." Oh?" I was feigning interest now. Alice had guys hitting on her all the time, so it wasn't that big of a surprise.

"Yeah, it was kinda disturbing. I was just getting some water, when I noticed this guy was following me. At first I smiled, but I saw he was just staring at my chest, so I ignored him. But then he came up to me in the parking lot and said, 'Is that a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your pants.' And he even thought I would consider him! It was one of the grossest men who hit on me. I hope I never see him again.' And with that she shuddered.

I just stared blankly at her for a couple of seconds, and then burst into laughter. That would probably have to be one of the funniest men who have hit on Alice. After I calmed down enough to be able to speak I looked up and saw her pouting at me. " I'm sorry Alice, that is just one of the funniest pick up lines I have ever heard."

"Yeah, I guess it was pretty funny," she said as she tried not to smile.

For the rest of the night we just sat and talked on the couch, and then watched one of our favourite movies, A Walk To Remember. I don't remember a time where we've never not cried while watching it. We gushed about how sweet Landan was, and what our perfect guy would be like.

By the time I went to bed, my head was still wound up in our conversation, and I drifted off into a blissful sleep of that perfect man. . .

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