Summary: This is a Twilight fanfic about Edward and Bella (all are humans). This is my first fanfiction so please be kind!
I'm leaving all decision making to you readers so I won't screw the story up! Updates will be every Saturday and Wednesday and to vote for a decision to be made, then please leave your choice in the shape of a review! And you can even maybe leave a message while your there hint hint!
By the way, I'm British so If my grammar is off then please tell me so I can fix it thanks!
BPOV
I'd always been under the impression that by the time I hit twenty my life would be more sorted. I'd have some money, a high-flying degree in college, and in a relationship with the love of my life. But last year it happened- the big two-O- and I realised that while most of my friends are climbing up the ladders of life, I just kept sliding down the snakes.
For a while back there I thought I had it sussed. Meeting my now currently ex-boyfriend Mike was the biggest achievement to date for me. Falling in love, buying an apartment and moving in together, everything was perfect. I had direction, maturity; everyone seemed to treat me with a new found respect.
So what if all the other pieces of the jigsaw were missing? All the bits for my love life were there and fitted together perfectly. Surely the rest would fall into place.
Well, no, it didn't. Instead it had fallen to pieces rather dramatically when I walked into the house after a day of shopping- or rather torture- with my best friends Alice and Rose, to find clothes sprawled all over the stairway leading towards our bedroom. I didn't want to believe it until my eyes flickered to a bra hanging on the doorknob. Half of me wanted to charge into the room and catch them red handed. But typically my other half was screaming run away, which I did.
I ended up spending the night at Alice's bawling my eyes out before she finally grabbed me and my hysterical self and went to confront Mike. He didn't even look guilty or ashamed when he saw us, he just said that he wasn't in love with her, it was just sex. Just sex. The way he had said it had been flippant, as if it was inconsequential, unimportant. Yet those two little words had blown my life apart, forget breaking my heart he had pretty much demolished it.
Alice, who I had forgotten was even there at the time, went into a blind rage. She ended up slapping Mike, screaming at him before I managed to calm her down. I packed a bag and never returned to him.
Of course I got over it. People always do. And now I'm fine. Absolutely fine. I moved into an apartment with Alice and Rose soon tagged along and we now live pretty much happily ever after.
Alice Brandon and Rosalie Hale have been my best friends since high school. They took care of me when I moved from Phoenix Arizona to Forks Washington halfway through the year and being my plain old self who can trip over a flat surface and can turn 84 shades of red when I blush I stuck out in a bad way more or less. However they took me under their wings and we've been together ever since.
Alice and I got along straight away, though; I have a hard time imagining someone not getting along with Alice. She's a short pixie standing at around 4 foot and has amazing short black spiky hair with a face any model would trade anything for.
Rosalie is pretty much the same. Except she is blonde with an amazing figure to top of her amazing height, standing just under 6 foot Rosalie looks like she just stepped of a runway. She was a little harder to get to know but we soon warmed to each other.
Me, I'm just plain compared to my two best friends. Brown hair, brown eyes, 5'4". Boring, boring, boring.
I'm at college by day and watching TV by night. I don't have an exciting life. Alice is halfway through a major in fashion and is planning to design her own clothes, there is no doubt she will go far. She is a major shopaholic and will have any excuse to drag me off to the mall for a day's shopping. Rosalie is training to be a mechanic, her father passed on just recently and left her his business and with her love of cars Rosalie found this career choice a dream come true. She is also a big fan of fashion and is never seen looking scruffy even if she does work with oil and grease.
They both try and set me up on dates as often as they can which I nearly always find a way out of, much to their displeasure. I haven't dated anyone since Mike, my love life started when I was 17 and abruptly finished soon after.
Tonight however they both have decided to take drastic action and drag me off to a club for the first time in my twenty one years. Who knows what consequences may occur. But one thing is for sure I know I will never love again.
Okay then!
Choices are...
Bella throws a fit and refuses to go to club so Alice and Rose take her to meet Rose's new boyfriend at a bar
Bella agrees and Alice falls in love at first sight at the club
By the way in case you haven't figured it out, I'm letting Alice and Rose find love first before BxE come along!
Voting will close on Tuesday!!!