I glanced at my face in the mirror briefly, satisfied; I quickly picked out an outfit, my favourite old jeans and a simple black top would do. I mean, we were only going to Port Angeles, Jess and Angela had managed to convince me to come shopping then have dinner at some Italian restaurant they know. When they first asked, I was reluctant; I'm not usually into going out, I have a routine that I pretty much follow: I go to school, I get home, I do my homework, practice my guitar, making dinner for Charlie, and then just do whatever needs to be done before bed. But this time, when Jess and Angela asked, I, surprisingly, said yes. So now here I am, walking down the stairs, instructing Charlie on everything that needed to be done.
"Okay, so you'll need to put the washing on the line once that load finishes, and dishes need to go in the dishwasher. There's some leftover lasagna in the fridge that you can microwave for a minute and eat. Make sure you wipe the table and bench when you're finished."
Charlie just looked at me. "Bella, it'll be fine, you're only going out for a couple of hours, just go."
Again, I felt a slight twinge of unease at the thought of leaving Charlie here on his own, I hadn't been in contact with Charlie during my childhood, I lived with my mother in Phoenix, but when she died of cancer when I was sixteen, I moved to Forks to live with Charlie.
"Are you sure you're fine with me going out, Ch-Dad?" Charlie laughed.
"Sure, Bells, let loose a little." He replied, patting my shoulder reassuringly.
Moments later Jess and Angela arrived with the honk of a horn. The sound blared loudly in the silence that had followed Charlie and I's conversation, I jumped into motion the moment the horn honked, running to get my purse from my closet, retrieving my wallet from my backpack, and running out the door whilst shouting a rushed goodbye. I slammed the door behind me and ran down the walkway, abruptly stopping at the car door. I opened the door and hopped in, honestly a little excited for the trip.
The ride there was quite uninteresting, just Jess and Ang singing along with the radio to a song that was unknown to me, and Jessica gossiping about the newest couples and such. Nothing they were saying interested me, so I just lost myself in the beautiful scenery passing us, until the Jessica started up a conversation that sort of... caught my attention.
"I know, if I could go out with anyone, it would be Edward Cullen." She said, sighing.
I know the Cullen's, I first noticed them when I moved here, sitting alone at a table. It was kind of hard not to notice them. But any attempts at friendship with them had been politely declined, so I'd quickly stopped trying.
Angela laughed.
"Just give up now, Jess." She suggested, rolling her eyes.
Jess had a dreamy look in her eyes. "I know, but he's just so…you know..."
Now I joined in Angela's laughing and rolled my own eyes. "Great description, Jess!" But she was too caught up in her dream to care.
Later on, we arrived at the restaurant, Jess unashamedly flirting with our waiter, and waited to be seated. We were lead to a table, and a couple of minutes later, the waiter returned.
"Would you like anything to drink?" Jess batted her eyelashes.
"I don't know, maybe I'll buy you one." The poor guy, he honestly looked like he was in pain.
Finally we got our drinks and we had a chance to order, me getting the mushroom ravioli and a side salad. After ordering, the girls and I started to talk about where we were going to shop, and what we are shopping for. After a few more minutes, our food arrived, warm and delicious looking, my mouth was watering now. As soon as the waiter set it down, I started to eat it, not noticing how hungry I was before. The food, still hot, was burning my throat and tongue while eating it, but I didn't care.
After a few minutes of the silence that was created by our food, Angela finally said something. "God, it smells like updog in here"
Jessica and I looked at each other confused, Jess mouthing 'updog?' to me. "Umm, Angela, what is updog?" I asked, confused.
"Nothing much, you?" She asked, nonchalantly.
It took me a few seconds, and then I got the joke "AHAHAHAHA!" I exclaimed. "That's hilarious! Where did you hear that joke?" I continued.
"My brother, of course. And I know! SO funny." She answered, laughing.
We hadn't noticed that Jess wasn't laughing at all. Actually, she wasn't even smiling; she had this confused look on her face. She was probably trying to work it out in her head.
"Updog? Nothing much? I'm sorry, guys, but I really don't get it!" Well, we always knew Jess wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the tanning bed.
"Okay... Jessica, she said it smells like 'updog', right?" I started. Jess nodding. "And then I asked what updog is, and she said 'nothing much, you?' get it? 'what's updog' get it?" I explained to her. And now she was laughing, she finally got it!
Our time at the restaurant continued like before, joking around, eating and just happy to be around each other. I tried to not think of the horrible task that lay ahead; shopping.
I, again, questioned the reason to why I agreed to go shopping with Jessica and Angela. I hated shopping with a passion; it had to be the most painful pastime known to man. And now, having to endure that painful pastime right now was the worst ever. We pulled up at the only mall in Port Angeles and I could feel the dread building up inside of me. It was terrible.
"Oh, Bella, I'm so happy you came!" Jessica trilled loudly. Ugh.
"Yes, I'm so happy I can as well!" I said back, faking excitement.
And of course, Jess thought I was seriously excited and pulled Angela and I in quickly. She rushed us from store to store, getting at least one bag from each store. But eventually, it ended(thank god!), and we had to go home.
"Well, ladies..." Jessica said, "I had fun" She finished, smiling. And with that we drove home.
A/N: This is a continuation/re-write that my friend Riley and I will be doing of the story Prove To Me That I'm Real, originally by margerita-pizza94. Thank you, and review if you enjoyed it!
--Bekki Stretch (:
PS: We do not own Twilight or the characters at all.
PPS: Riley says hi!