A/N: This is my first original fanfiction, I really hope you like it. Review!
Have you ever made a bet? If you have, then you have some idea of the situation I'm in.
I made a bet with the most cunning, sneaky, tiny woman in history. Alice Brandon, personal shopper and amateur love psychologist extraordinaire. I don't know what I was thinking when I made this bet, but I'm in for nothing but trouble. Help me...
B POV:
Once again, Alice Brandon, the plague of my life, was pressuring me to buy what she wanted.
" Oh come on Bella, you need something sexy. The way you walk around makes me shudder, you could at least stop wearing that ugly, holey, dirty -"
" Alice, you say another word and I swear I will have Jasper cut your credit cards!"
I knew that was below the belt, but I needed her to stop and let me think for a moment. She meant well, I know she did, but shopping with her was the most irritating experience of my week. She and I had been best friends since High School, when I moved from sunny Arizona to the rainy state of Forks, Washington. We met Rosalie around the same time and have been inseparable ever since. Now we all live in a "fabulous" apartment in Los Angeles and are currently attending college at Berkley. Whoop Dee Doo.
Uh oh, Alice had that look on her face. That look had gotten her father to pay that 900 dollar shopping bill without any kind of argument. I tried to resist her gaze, but I finally just let it go.
" Fine, Alice, buy the damn thing."
" Yes! You're going to love me for this, Bella, I promise!" She squealed with delight as she bought me the frayed jean mini skirt and the red halter. I knew for a fact that I wouldn't love her for this…
I was so wrong.
Well, there you go, the first chapter!! I hope you like it so far. I'll try to update at least every day in the beginning, but if I start to slack don't kill me! REVIEW!