Bella's POV
"Alice, please!" I complained as my tiny, evil pixie of a best friend dragged me by the arm. Despite her size, she was pretty strong.
"Nope. This is your first clubbing, you've gotta look great!" she chirped, bouncing slightly on her way to her massive bedroom. I shot a pleading look at Rose, my other best friend. She just grinned and shook her head at me. Naturally, they were both into playing Barbie Doll with me. I sighed quietly, and tried a different approach.
"But Alice, you said that we were going to leave here at four o'clock! It's only two!" I begged. We were at her bedroom by now, and Alice let go of my arm. I tried to bolt for the door, but Rose beat me there and slammed it, placing her body right in the collision course of mine. I bounced off her, and ended up laying on the floor, facing the ceiling. I heard Alice sigh somewhere behind me, then an iron grip was yanking me up by the arm. Suddenly, I was seated on the edge of Alice's bed, right next to her.
"Bella, Bella, Bella," Alice sighed in exasperation. "When are you ever going to stop being so clumsy? Didn't you see Rose get there, like, ten whole seconds in front of you?"
"Um, not really," I admitted, blushing sheepishly. Rose tried to muffle a snicker from her guard post at the door, and I glared at her. She just smiled back. I sighed, turning back to Alice.
"Can I at least have a book?" I tried as a last resort. I had to make this less torture for me. Alie considered, then turned to Rose, and nodded silently. Rose opened the door and slipped out, shutting it behind her smoothly.
"I want Pride and Prejustice!" I shouted after her. Alice rolled her eyes beside me.
"Really, Bella, why do you even like that story at all?" she complained. I sighed. I wasn't about to start this argument again. We had argued about it so many times, I'd stopped counting several years ago. Instead, I started thinking about Rose and Alice.
Alice and I had met in high school. Somehow, I fit in with her, a clumsy, uncoordinated, plain person next to a tiny, bouncy, overexcited fashionable girl. Then in college, we had met Rose, and we just fell in. Now, we all went to the same college, and even lived in the same apartment. Alice had instantly claimed the master bedroom, and she shared it with Rose. I took the smaller, plainer, less fancier room that suited me better. My thoughts wandered again as I wondered why Alice had to claim me two hours before we were going to leave. Suddenly, I had an idea that stopped me dead in my tracks.
"Alice?" I asked threateningly. She stopped too, and for the first time she actually looked slightly intimidated by me. I felt smug, but my attention went back to my sudden epiphany.
"Alice, pleasetell me you didnt!" I snarled at her, taking a step forward. Right in sync, she took a step back.
"But, you'll love him! You'd make the perfect couple!" she pleaded. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, right, that's the same thing that you said for almost all of the other guys that you forced me to go on blind dates with!" I'd left one exception, and I hoped that it wouldn't come to Alice's knowedge. Unfortunately, the fates were not on my side today. In fact, they generally weren't on every day.
Alice's face became smug.
"You left out one," she accused. "My latest chemistry almost worked! Jake and you were great together." I suppressed a groan.
"But, what about this time? I bet this one'll be something like Tyler, or Eric, or Mike, ugh!" I shuddered at the memory of my past "dates". They had all been nice in a way, I guess, but honestly they just weren't my type.
Alice rolled her eyes. "Please, Bella, just give this a chance. Jasper's bringing two friends along, so you'll pretty much be stuck with them!" Alice was sure that she and Jasper were going to get married soon, so apparently she had talked Jasper into convincing his friends to "coincidentally" meet at the same club. I was happier now that I knew the secret, but none the less please. I sighed, and continued walking again. We reached Alice's bathroom, and right on cue, Rose appeared with my book. She silently handed it to me, and moved her guard post to stand at the closed bathroom door. I turned to face Alice again.
"Is there really any point in arguing?" I asked her. She grinned, knowing that I was about to cave in.
"Nope, none at all!" she chirped happily. I sighed and opened my book, trying to ignore all the beauty materials around me.
This was guarenteed to be hell.