A/N: This is my first FanFic ever and my first chapter ever so go easy on me. :P

Anyway... REVIEW PLEASE!!!! Tell me if I should continue the story and if so, what you'd like me to write about in it.

Disclaimer: I haven't owned Twilight. I don't own Twilight. And I never will.... *sob* *sob*

BPOV:

I fumbled through my purse searching for the keys to the apartment I shared with Alice and Rosalie. Drat! I forgot my keys in my room. Alice will be so mad again. Ever since we moved into the apartment together, I was forever forgetting my keys and getting locked out. Thankfully Alice and Rose were financially supported by their rich parents and didn't have jobs which meant that one of them was always home to unlock the door for me.

The door swung open so fast that I was caught in surprise.

"BELLA! Where have you been? Did you forget your keys again? I just knew you would." Alice half yelled.

I smiled sheepishly. Between Rose and Alice, Alice was the one who hated my key-forgetting habit the most. Rose just doesn't care much and would let me in without a word. Alice on the other hand says that it limits her "Bella-Barbie time."

"Hurry inside. The new neighbors are supposed to arrive soon. If they're cute we have to look nice… IT'S BELLA-BARBIE TIME! " The hyper-active pixie shrieked.

"Alice! I'm right here. No need to shout!" Oh boy… Why did I ever agree to this? Alice's cute pout always breaks me down. Still, better go along with it than make it worse by fighting. No one can ever win against Alice and her puppy pout.

"Rose help! Get the curling iron and meet you in the bathroom!" Alice still said yelling. With that Alice dashed to the bathroom, snatching items from her bedroom on the way, pulling me with her. For such a small girl, she had a lot of energy.

Rose being Rose was already there and ready with her curling iron. "Rose you work on her hair and I'll do her makeup!" Alice ordered. Rose smiled an apologetic smile and started to curl and work on my hair.

"Bella, you'll look so beautiful when we're done!" Alice continued. "You're already beautiful. We just enhance your beauty."

"Do you think we should put her hair up in a pony tail to make it look more casual and flirty?" Rosalie asked Alice, running a comb through my tangled hair.

I seriously doubted that I'd ever look beautiful like them. I was ordinary; brown hair, brown eyes, average height. Rosalie and Alice are so beautiful. Rose with her model-like body and perfect smile, Alice with her pixie like figure and angelic face… compared to them I'm plain and very average. On top of that, when I was younger, I was so clumsy I frequently tripped over thin air. Now I'm more graceful, but sometimes that trait makes a comeback.

"Bella, we're done. You can take a look in the mirror now. You look gorgeous!" Rose said handing me a mirror.

I reluctantly took it and looked in the mirror. The woman in the mirror had soft curled chocolate brown hair put in a low pony tail and face that practically glowed. She was truly as beautiful as Alice and Rose said.

There was sound of a car's motor being turned off in the apartment parking lot. Alice ran over to the closest window and peered out before any of us could get there.

"They're here!" she squealed. Sure enough a big red jeep and a silver Volvo parked outside.

"Ok. Now that we look good, time for the best part; planning our entrance." Rose and Alice agreed. This actually might be kind of fun.

EPOV:

I don't know why I agreed to this.

With the red jeep in front, I can see Emmett singing at the top of his lungs and Jaz trying to inch away from him. This will certainly be an... interesting experience for sure.

I lived most of my life with my older brother, Emmett, and my best friend from grade school, Jasper. We all get along great. Emmett, though older, acts like a kid, and is always playing pranks and games. On the other hand, Jasper seems like the maturest and most sensible.

I parked next to the jeep and looked up to see the tall apartment looming above us. That must be it. Emmett got us a good deal online to rent half a floor of the apartment, but knowing Emmett, there has to be another reason to why he picked this apartment over another one, a couple streets away, that has a jacuzzi bath in each room.

I got out of the car and met Jaz and Emmett in the deserted lobby of the building just as Jasper was talking to Emmett.

"Hey, Emmett. So why this apartment?" he was saying.

"Dunno Jazzy-Wazzy. Maybe because rumor has it that there are three hot chicks that live here. Maybe we could meet them!"

I was about to comment on how childish he sounded, but a sound made us all look up from the conversation.