This is just a short little fic Im working on, sort of my idea of the Cullens easing Bella into what life will be like as a vampire. Only a few chapters long, please review, IDEAS much appreciated!!

"Umm, Bella, love? How long are you planning on taking, exactly?" Edward's velvety voice floated under the crack of the bathroom door. The room felt hot and tiny, the lights too dim and my makeup collection ridiculously pathetic.

"Give me five more minutes! I knew I should have gotten ready at your house…" I yelled back, my voice rising with anxiety. Edward was never impatient; I really must be taking a long time. Making the Cullens wait on me was stressing me out so much. I could just see Rosalie sighing and complaining about my lack of punctuality. The last thing I wanted to give her was another reason to dislike me, but showing up looking sloppy and plain to their family photo shoot was not an option today.

Glancing up at my small bathroom mirror, I sighed in disappointment at my appearance. My hair, which I had attempted to curl, looked frazzled and untidy. The color of lipstick I had thought would look perfect instead was much too red for my outrageously pale complexion.

I had to fix this. Grabbing a tissue and running it under the faucet, I attempted to multitask by re-curling my hair. While smearing off the hideous lipstick with one hand, I accidently grazed my neck with the scalding hot curling iron.

"OUCH!" I yelled, stifling the profanities I was screaming in my head. Dropping the curling iron in pain, it yanked on my hair as it fell down. Tears formed in my eyes as I heard Edward begging me to let him inside.

Flinging the door open, I immediately regretted allowing Edward to see me like this. He looked flawless in his emerald green sweater with the crisp white collar of his shirt poking out at the top. Dark trousers, which looked timeless, even on him, gave him an incredible air of sophistication. His whole appearance made me feel even more self-conscious. His flawless face was etched with apprehension.

"What in the world-"

"I burned myself." I answered, humiliated. The deep purple knee-length satin dress Alice had leant me was the only decent thing about my appearance. Grabbing a brush, I furiously tried running in through my hair, until Edward's cold hand around my wrist stopped me.

"You look lovely. Now, stop messing up your hair and I'll grab some ice for your burn. Neck, is it?" Turning me around delicately, he tied the bow on the back of my dress.

"How do you know about girls hair?" I grumbled, a bit embarrassed that he knew more about looking glamorous than I did.

"Don't forget, my Bella, I do live with three very avid beauty aficionadas." Kissing my sore neck, he whispered quietly in my ear, "and you really do look exquisite."

Running a hand through my hair, I tried to go through my mental checklist. Hair, check. Dress, check. Perfume, deodorant, Charlie's dinner. Check check check. Shoes…shoes…where had I placed those?

"Edward? Have you seen my-" He appeared suddenly, holding out the shiny silver pumps Alice had sworn were the smallest she could allow me to wear. The long heel made me gulp, but I smiled at Edward as he handed them to me. I would suck it up today. This was for Edward's family.

Carlisle was an amateur photographer, although I'm sure he'd had more experience than any professional photographer who'd ever existed. He explained to me one night about a sort of vampire pop-culture, where friends of the Cullens, such as the Denalis, sent them updated pictures, along with detailed explanations of what they had done in the past few years. "Sort of like a human Christmas card," Carlisle had explained. Then, he had politely asked me to join them this year.

"Bella, Carlisle and I consider you part of our family. You will be officially, soon enough. We'd love to show you off to our friends," Esme had smiled, giving me no possible way to decline. Hoorah, being in pictures and letters sent off to vampires who would take one look at me and laugh their heads off. I paled in comparison next to the Cullens, no pun intended. Not to mention what it would say about me. Bella Swan is Edward's delightful human girlfriend. A junior at Forks High School, she enjoys reading, hanging out with werewolves, and tripping over any imaginary surface. Good lord. This was a mistake.

"Allow me. We're running short on time." Edward took my hand and led me to the front door. Wrapping his arm around my waist, he swung me up into his arms and carried me out to his Volvo quickly. Of course, a heavy rain was falling which lightened my mood a bit. Perhaps the rain could stall the "photo shoot". Sitting me down in the passenger seat, he took one heel and gracefully put in on my foot. Taking the other one, I put it on myself and kissed him quickly on the lips. Before I had even put my seatbelt on, he was flying down the street in the pouring rain.

Thanks for reading! I LOVE ALL OF THE REVIEWS ON MY OTHER STORY! Although this one will be much less dramatic and long, reviews are veryyy appreciated! Hopefully the next chapter'll be up tomorrow!