So… Summary of the story I guess? All righty then:

Bella, Edward and all of our favorite characters are in the school's marching band, go to Paris for a national competition and yes, they fall in love. With the problem of Lauren Mallory, though, it makes it tougher for them to be together. Phs, meanie.

Anyways…. Enjoyy!!

Why did Alice have to park her car so far away? WHY?! The rest of us (Jasper, Emmett, Edward, Rose, and I) were standing outside in the icy weather waiting for the yellow Porsche. Our damn school didn't allow students in the building after their sport practice or whatever was over, so we were forced to be in the hallway thing between the two door sets. Edward had offered to get the car but nooo- Alice wanted to. Unfortunately, my best friend didn't understand the meaning of hurry as much as her older brother did.

We were all shivering uncontrollably. Well, just Rosalie and me; the boys were in sweatpants and hoodies while the tall blonde stood in super short shorts and a light sweatshirt. I was in dance pants, but that didn't help anything.

"Rose, you're going to freeze to death," Emmett said, breaking the silence. He pulled off his hoodie and Rose jumped into his arms. The junior couple looked warmer than Hawaii in the summer after Emmett put his sweatshirt back on over them.

I scowled. "But I'm still cold!" I whined, stamping my foot. After panting for a few seconds, Edward held his arms out to me. I walked over and pressed my back to his chest as his arms wound around my stomach. Edward was like my big brother. He was Alice's, but that didn't matter. Honestly, he treated me better than her sometimes.

Alice and I had grown up together, Edward being her older brother by one year. The three of us were best friends kind of. Edward preferred to be around Jasper and Emmett, though, and then Rosalie met us. She and Jasper are twins, and juniors in high school like Emmett and Edward. Alice and I are the babies but, hey, whatever. Poor Emmett was an only child, like me, but at least he had Rose as a girlfriend.

After another minute or so, Alice wasn't there still, I demanded for Jasper to call her.

"Just call your chickie, Jazz man," Emmett sighed after Jasper refused.

"Fine." Jasper flipped his phone open and held down the number 1 button. We could hear it ring and right before I heard Alice pick up, Jasper turned to me with a smirk on his face. Alice said hello, and Jasper replied, "God, Bella. You looked so hot in your pink gym suit today. Just the way you were-" Alice cut him off then.

"Umm EXCUSE ME! YEAH I THINK I'M RIGHT HERE… ON THE PHONE… AND I CAN HEAR EVERY FRICKIN' WORD YOU'RE SAYING…." The phone closed then and we heard tires squealing. A canary colored sports car came in and a pissed looking pixie stormed up the walk. "What. The. Hell?!" She scheeched.

The five of us doubled over in laughter, each trying to explain Jasper's plan. Over our laughter, Rosalie yelled something about her and Emmett needing to go into Bath and Body Works before we went home. I straightened up, only to see the guys rolling on the floor still. The three of us rolled our eyes and stepped out into the ice cold Forks December wind- Jazz, Em, and Ed following a minute later.

"Alice, I love how we start out as a Christmas tree" I said after screaming shotgun at the top of my lungs.

She grinned. "Thanks, I couldn't have done it without your idea of the toy ballerina theme." We were the choreographers of the Dance Team, and our song was to a mixture of Dan Fogelberg Christmas songs; we had had so much fun thinking of graceful, ballet moves.

"Well I picked out the costumes!" Rosalie cried, offended that we didn't include her in the complimentary talk. But it was true- today had been our first performance (at the home game) and the costumes had been really nice, especially after practicing the routine only three times before in them.

We stopped talking for a minute to listen to what the guys had to say but it was nothing about our amazing dance.

"I'm so pissed that I'm grounded," Edward was mumbling. "I can't even drive my Volvo!"

"Sorry, bro. But that Stephenie is one lucky girl," Emmett said, thumping him on the back. He and Jasper had named Edward's car Stephenie and always teased him that it was his girlfriend.

"At least I can still drive my motorcycle." Leave it to the Hale siblings to be so arrogant.

"Yeah but you prefer to ride with Alice." Jasper smiled ruefully. I turned away from them and went back to Alice, talking about how exciting our band routine was going to be.

When we got to Bath and Body Works, Emmett and Rose hopped out, leaving just the four of us. I stretched my legs onto Alice's arm rest and turned to her stereo. Taylor Swift came on full blast. The two of us sang along for nearly half an hour as the guys just watched. After a few more minutes of endless country girl singing, the freak show came back.

"Look what we bought," Rosalie said, scuttling up to the car. "Oberweis!"

"Um, why did you buy chocolate milk? And weren't you in a lotion store?" Edward asked.

"Hello, it's called a body fragrance shop," Emmett replied in a really gay voice. "Like you would know though. Psh."

Alice arched her eyebrows, but Rose shoved Emmett in the car before he could say anything else. The pixie stepped on the gas pedal and sped home. I never liked how she and Edward drove very much- it was too sharp and fast.

"All right, honey," I said. "Tomorrow, I'm taking my Lacrosse."

"Fine, fine. But your Buick is so not as awesome as my Porsche."

"Or my M3," Rose added.

After a few moments of silence, the guys wanted something to eat.

"You can get something at Starbucks in a few minutes," Alice said.

"But I want chicken nuggets!" Emmett whined. That did something. A second later the buffoons shared a look and started chanting: "Wendy's, Wendy's, Wendy's!"

I looked at Alice. "We could always skip Starbucks for a day." She smiled and said she would make coffee back at the house.

"Hi. Welcome to Wendy's. How may I help you?" The guy asked when we walked in.

"Um, I need a minute," Alice said, turning to me.

"A medium Frosty." I really only wanted something chocolate- if we'd went to Starbucks, I would have gotten a venti hazelnut hot chocolate.

"Rose?"

"Same as Bella."

"Emmett?"

"What?"

Alice sighed. "What do you want from Wendy's?"

"Oh! A ten- piece chicken nugget thingie with fries and a large chocolate Frosty." Then Alice looked at Jasper.

"Hmm…. I think I'm going to get the Baconator with a large Coke and a large French fries." Whoa!

Alice looked disgusted. "Jazz, you do know that the meal you just ordered has"- she frowned, thinking hard- "1650 calories, 77 grams of fat and 183 carbs, right?"

"I'm starving!" he roared. Alice backed off and moved to Edward.

"Five- piece chicken nugget combo, Emmett it's called a combo, with fries and a Diet Coke." Eh, not as bad as Jasper or Emmett's.

Alice ordered and we waited for our food. I found a table with the guys and sat down across from Edward.

"Well this is boring," Jasper said. Edward shook his head, while Emmett nodded in agreement. But right as he said that, the people handed Alice and Rosalie the three trays of food.

I helped them distribute the heart attacks in bags and then dug in to my ice cream. Strangely, it was delicious and didn't make me feel any colder at all. Edward's hand came down then and he dipped his fry in my Frosty.

"Hey!" I whined like a two year old.

"Don't tell me you've never had a fry dipped in a chocolate Frosty before?" he asked in a playing tone, sounding baffled.

"Nope. Sounds gross."

"GASP!" Emmett yelled. I jumped and glared at him.

Finally, Edward got me to try the chocolate dipped fried potatoes and it was amazing! He shared his fries with me and we munched on them while just staring at our friends- a bunch of idiots, basically.

"If we sliced yesterday's tomatoes yesterday, they'd be yesterday's tomatoes," Edward said out of the blue.

"Huh?" I was totally confused.

"The back of your cup. That's what it says," he replied.

"So then if they sliced yesterday's tomatoes today... would they still be yesterday's tomatoes?" Emmett wondered.

"No, because the thing is: no matter what day the tomato belongs to, its real day would be when you sliced it," Jasper explained.

Alice, Rose, and I looked at each other- a look of plea to get the hell away from the boys' logic.

"Exactly!" Edward exclaimed, responding to Jasper.

"But what if they were, like, onions?"

"That changes the subject completely," Edward said.

"How come?"

"Because," Jasper told him. "Not many people slice onions; they prefer to chop, dice, or cut. There is a vibrant distinction between the terms."

Then the girls and I smacked our heads.

"But what about those round rings they have on burgers and stuff?"

"I think that would be to cut."

"No, Jasper. I believe that's when you would slice an onion" Edward disagreed. He looked away towards the window for a minute before turning back to us with his nose scrunched.

"What, Edward?" I asked.

"There's a Mercedes SLR McLaren out in the parking lot. Pink with the initials LWM on it," he replied.

We all looked at each other, but right as we were about to leave a tall fake blonde in all Dolce and Gabbana walked through the doors. Obviously she wouldn't have just decided to eat at this fatty place- so we guessed she had been watching Edward. With him being the only guy out of the three most popular ones at school, he had almost every girl stalking him.

Lauren Mallory pretended to be surprised as she "found" us sitting in the restaurant.

"So what's her middle name?" Alice whispered to Rosalie.

"Whore." That made us break out in hysterical silent laughter.

"Hey guys," Lauren said. She put her hands on our table and looked right at Edward. "What's up?"

"We're having dinner," Jasper answered as if stating the obvious.

"Can I join?" She seemed oblivious to our sarcasm and iciness towards her.

"Actually we were just leaving." Rose sighed. "It's a shame though."

"Oh, well that's too bad." Lauren still seemed too perky with her bubblegum girl- like voice. Alice and Rosalie stood up to throw away our garbage. When the rest of us got up to go, I tripped over someone's foot. I fell to the dirty ground, but someone's strong arms wrapped around my waist. My foot bent backwards and I cried out in pain.

"Bella, are you okay?" My ass Lauren cared if I was all right or not. She was the one who had tripped me in the first place for God's sake!

"No. I think I sprained my ankle." I glared at her and she glared right back. I was then picked up bridal style in Edward's arms and walked out the door to the Porsche. He sat in the middle with me on the end in the back, my foot resting gently on his leg.

When we got to the hospital, my second home and his father's work, he scooped me up again and carried me to Carlisle Cullen's office. Alice and Edward's dad checked me out personally, as he always did if he wasn't home at the time of the crime.

"Yes- a definite sprain," Dr. Cullen confirmed. "Crutches and bandage now, ice and rest at home." He grinned at me, knowing my balance problems well. Honestly, I could only walk in anything. Lauren Whore Mallory just decided to trip me one week before Christmas. Joy, darling, joy.

Carlisle wrapped me up and gave me the ugly crutches Alice promised she would paint when we got home. We hopped back into Alice's car and drove back to my house.

I hobbled to the kitchen and saw that no one was in the rooms I passed. My parents had given our maid the weeks off until January 3 and it was eight days before Christmas, so I didn't look for her at all.

"Guys!" I yelled to the Porsche parked just outside my front door in the snowy driveway. They didn't answer so, deciding not to move, I whipped out my cell phone and texted all of them at the same time. Within ten seconds, I head four doors slam and a bunch of people walked into my house.

"Hey, my parents aren't here," I said. "I don't know-"

"Bella, did you even move at all?" Jasper asked.

"Um. Not really. Why?"

He sighed. "Because there's a note sitting here from them." Jasper took the sheet of paper off the counter and handed it to me:

Dear Bella,

We're sorry to have left with such short notice, but there was no plane going to Fiji tomorrow. Please set up the Christmas tree and the rest of the decorations. Have Carlisle and the boys help you with the lights. You're allowed to spend the nights at the Cullen's house, but we'll be back at around 3 am on Christmas Eve and then we can all celebrate Eve with the McCarty's, Hale's, and Cullen's and then Christmas Day with just the three of us. Don't forget to tell Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie that their parents are with us, though they probably already figured that out. We love you, Bella.

- Renee and Charlie Swan

Mom and Dad 3

"They put their real names in a letter to you?" Edward laughed, pointing to my parents first names that were crossed out on the letter.

"They're used to it," I said, defending my parents. My mom was a doctor, like Carlisle, and Dad built expensive buildings. But everyone was rich who lived in the tiny town of Forks, Washington- it was like Westchester. Of course the wealthiest families were the Mallory's (no surprise), Cullen's, and Hale's. Emmett and I were tied for second. The only school in Forks was Brook's Academy, named after some famous person in our town. It was pretty amazing, the only problem being that girls and boys were divided up for subjects but not for lunch and encores. Don't ask why; Brook's was crazy like that.

"No, no, Edward," Emmett said through hysterical laughter. "The real question is why are her folks using an IM heart?" I had wondered that, too.

"World, look out," Rosalie giggled. "The age of wannabe tech- cool parents has arrived."

I rolled my eyes. "Help yourself to snacks or whatever else you want. Alina's not here so you're going to have to get it yourself." Alina Jensen equals our wonderfully sweet maid, just to clarify.

"So where did your parents go last year?" Alice asked after stuffing a cookie in her mouth. Her parents were very family oriented and didn't like to take the tradition vacation every year. But ours would leave eight days before Christmas and come home just before Christmas Eve.

"Tokyo," Emmett, Rose, Jasper, and I replied at the same time. Alice nodded.

I hadn't realized Edward had left until he came in through the door with snow in his bronze hair and a stack of papers in his arms.

"Got your mail." He grinned and took out a big magazine. "And here is your Elle, Miss Tyra." I grinned back and took the book. Alice and Rose came running at me then and snatched the magazine out of my hands. They flew to the sofa and started tearing through it. I made it over to them, sat down, put on my Stila lip gloss and stuck my hand out for the book. The girls sighed and grudgingly came over to sit by me so they could look at the book as well.

"Where's Coco Chanel?" Alice asked.

"Oh she's probably sleeping in her room," I said without taking my eyes off Elle. Coco Chanel was my five month old Papillon puppy. My mom had given me her for my birthday and I decided to name her after Coco Chanel, my favorite designer.

"I still can't believe your parents let you add on a room for Coco." Edward shook his head.

"It's just off my closet," I said. "Plus we had extra space since we decided to put the home theatre in the basement instead of next door to my room for sound reasons."

Edward rolled his eyes and started up the fifty four stairs we had. And that was to get to my floor; my parents had decided to have a floor to themselves, with a lounge, large closet, bathroom, and their bedroom- giving me the same exact layout.

"Wait!" I got up and went as fast as I could to catch up with Edward, receiving laughs from my friends. "I need to get something from the attic." I turned to Emmett and Jasper. "Could you help me bring down our Christmas decorations?" They nodded and Emmett picked me up in his arms, Jasper with my crutches.

I told them to bring me to the third floor, and then I walked over to the door across the hall from my parents' bathroom and opened it. I sighed and Emmett came to pick me up and carry me up the stairs again. Our attic had double duty- as both a decoration storage and guest room. It was a seventies theme with a bathroom (all finished, I might add) and then a separate room with Christmas décor and Halloween lights and whatnot. Dad had almost everything on shelves, except our white fake tree, so I dragged the small step ladder over to the shelves painted in red and green.

Edward, Alice, and Rose came up then while Emmett said Carlisle would not approve to me on the ladder.

"I'm not going to tell you all that I need now," I said while managing to take the first step. "Em, Jazz: hold my waist. Edward, have your arms out like in the trust in case I fall. Alice and Rose can take the decorations." I felt two pairs of sturdy hands on my hips and someone poke my back to let me know he was there. I carefully took down the first box, the one with the ornaments in it. Honestly, I was very nervous.

"Careful, Alice," I warned. "This one's a little heavy." We worked well as a team until the last box was down. "Um, how do I get down?"

"First," Rose said in a panicky voice. "Where's Coco?"

Alice laughed. "She's right here." The pixie like girl bent down to pick up the tiny, already trained, puppy that had been snuggled in a stocking.

"All right, Edward… can I jump into your arms?" I asked warily.

"Yeah." He steadied himself and I managed to spring myself from the ladder with Emmett and Jasper's help safely in his outstretched arms, my heart pumping all the while. "Nicely done, Bella."

"Thanks." Coco was barking furiously, Alice struggling to keep her in her arms. I laughed and walked over to pet my protective puppy.

We went back downstairs, to my room so I could get my hot pink iHome, and then down the stairs again to the family room. Our family room was very casual and connected with our kitchen for 'easy entertaining'. While the other five put down the boxes, I made my way over our freezer and pulled out one of my favorite foods.

"Mini quiche, anyone?" I called. I heard a loud chorus of 'hell yes!' and then set the oven to the right temperature so it could heat up. I also poured about six sups of water into a teapot and put that on a burner. After setting out six mugs and packets of hot chocolate and platter for the quiche, I hobbled to the tree the boys were just walking down the stairs with.

Alice went over to my iHome I'd plugged in and turned on the playlist we had created while deciding on music for our November and December dances. It was a lot of Dan Fogelberg and Enya and artists like them. Rose, Alice, and I sang a few Enya songs before looking at each other with a goofy grin on our faces.

"January's our last dance," Alice started.

"So we better make it good," Rosalie added.

"And choreograph it to Enya," I finished.

"That was creepy," Edward commented.

"Yeah."

"Totally."

The girls and I started flitting around (I somehow managed with my freaking ankle) like fairies and twirling our pretend skirts. We fell down laughing after the song, but realized that was exactly what we needed to do to wrap up our wonderful dance year; Jason Mraz came on and we sang along to that.

When the tree was done, we stood back with our hot chocolate and quiche and admired it. Emmett, Jasper, and Edward went to turn the lights on since we never took them down because of the size of our house. The girls, Coco, and I went around decorating the rest of the house. We finished a lot faster than I thought we would've so we all headed back upstairs to put the boxes away and to chill out in my bedroom.

My room was silver with white furniture and pink, well, everything else; my closet and bathroom a light purple and the carpet for my room and closet was white. Alice had helped me repaint it a few years ago and then we turned her room into a pink island paradise.

"So any ideas?" I asked. "What do you want to do?" Coco came out of her room with my Anika Brazil cut out one piece swim suit.

"Swimming?" Rose suggested with a laugh. We agreed and went to get our swimsuits from my closet. Since Alice, Rose, and I had so many sleepovers, we each kept a couple spare outfits in each other's closet. And swimsuits, too, because we all had indoor pools. Emmett, Edward, and Jasper had suits here also so we all changed and walked down to the pool.

Before jumping in, I removed my bandage and hopped on one foot over to our diving board. I did a handstand and fell in our clear water. Swimming over to Alice, Emmett scooped me up and put me on his shoulders.

"Sibling Chicken!" He screamed. "Of course with the exception of me and Bella." Jasper pulled Rosalie on his shoulders and Alice on Edward's. We played around for a while before drying off and going back upstairs to my room where Coco Chanel had fallen asleep once again.

Alice's cell phone, Misery Business I might add, went off then. "Hello? Oh, hi Dad. Yeah, we're still at Bella's….. Okay. See you then." She turned to Edward with a big smile on her face. "Dad wants us home. And he said you all could spend the night." Alice pointed to everyone in the room, including Coco. I quickly packed both mine and Coco's bags and then followed Alice out the door.

As I carefully spun around after locking the front door, I almost bumped into a statuesque dirty blonde.

"What are you doing here, Lauren?" I asked, bewildered.

"I live in this neighborhood, Bella," she said snottily.

"Yes, I know that. I meant what you are doing at my house? At seven at night?"

"Oh, I was just walking around and… saw you on your crutches. Are you okay from earlier at Wendy's?" Her eyes had a glint in them, showing she knew exactly what was on my mind.

"Why, of course I am. Thank you so much for your concern after," I ended my pretend appreciation and turned to anger, "you tripped me."

"Aw I'm sorry, Bella."

"Mhm," I said, raising an eyebrow. Alice's Porsche pulled in front of us then. "Well I better go. I have a date with the Cullen's massage table." I smirked and was about to step in when Lauren spoke again.

"Have fun, bitch," she snorted.

"Oh I will, slut." And with that, I stepped in the car and they sped off towards Alice and Edward's house.

"Alice, when we get to your house, I have dibs on the massage table," I said viciously.

"Whatever floats your boat, honey," she laughed.

Yay! Okay that was really fun to write. I gave Bella a different voice than in my usual stories I think. So it was different. Funness!!

Please review!!

~Emileigh