Meant to be
Imagine if the Spanish influenza had never hit Chicago. If Edward and his family had never been affected by it…If it wasn't chance which brought Edward and Bella together, but fate? What if there was such a thing as reincarnation? Read and discover the power of true love.
Bella's POV
I must admit I was grateful that my maids hadn't come in to wake me this morning. Sleep was a blessing when you had nothing to do all day… Of course, I could have had things to do if it wasn't for my lack of musical talent and my clumsiness which prevented me from enjoying most daily activities that should rightfully be practiced by most girls my age. Life, was so boring and seemed so meaningless, all I did all day was wake up at one in the afternoon, then rush to tea to listen to gossip with the friends my mother had made for me and then go to sleep. I got up and walked towards the clothes that Alice my maid-and good friend- had laid out for me on the wooden rocking chair by the large window. I tugged open the heavy curtains and blinked a few times getting used to the bright light which covered every corner of my room. I stood there admiring the scene outside. People were walking hurriedly back and forth from the market place. A smiling couple was walking towards the park; the mother cradling a small baby, the father holding a picnic basket. They stared at the gates to the estates as they passed, the largest home being my own. I blushed when they looked straight at me. I turned away embarrassed for spying. My parents would kill me were they to find out that I actually envied the lives of the-as they called them- "less fortunate". I went to pick up my heavy (but very stylish) dress that was still spread out on my rocking chair, I sighed, grateful that Alice had such god taste in clothing. I never went to the tailor without her… Were I to go, I'm almost positive I would be the laughing stock of California. Not like I really paid much mind to what I wore, but from a few bad experiences, I realized that it would be more than a good idea to care what I put on every morning.
I was still yawning when I descended the large marble staircase; my dress dragging behind me. I would have to talk to Alice about that, all my dresses were always much to long for comfort- my comfort at least… I let out the breath I had been holding once my feet touched flat ground; I heard a melodic giggle come from the kitchen. A second later Alice appeared sporting a dirty apron and a face full of flour,
"I'm baking a cake" she smiled, I raised an eyebrow; she never baked cakes, it was normally cookies or other sweets that usually went with tea…But cake? That was normally only for special occasions. Alice must have seen suddenly perplexed look on my face because she suddenly went into a large stream of apologies on why she didn't tell me and how sorry she was and how she only thought it was for my own good not to know, I looked up and her and put my hands up motioning for her to slow down. She got the hint, her eyes widened, "You have no idea what I'm talking about…Do you?"
I shook my head.
She tensed and then sigh a long painful breath, then she braced herself for what she was about to tell me,
"Your Mom…She, well, she invited over another suitor for tea…Two actually." I clenched my fists, and frowned, I forced my lips into a hard line; trying to contain my sudden burst of anger and frustration. Alice suddenly burst into more apologies and I put my hands up again… I shook my head and ran my fingers through my boring straight hair. That reminded me I had to ask Alice to put it up for me seeing as I would be forced by my mother to look half descent. I groaned at the thought of having to give tours of my house to these two rich idiots, suddenly I longed for the usual boring afternoon tea, I least then I could sit down and not worry about tripping over my own two feet.
"Bella?" I heard someone call, "BELLA!"
"What?"
Alice rolled her eyes at me.
"You were doing it again."
"Oh…Sorry," (I tended to drift into deep thought at random moments…It completely freaked Alice out…)
"Look, it's going to be fine. I'm going to finish my cake and help you get ready. Ok?" I nodded.
"It's going to be fine" she comforted before she disappeared into the kitchen, leaving me alone to wallow in self pity.
Soooo, what did u think? I'm so excited i'm gonna update really soon. Guys this story is gonna be sooooo romantic, i wish i could write faster! Oh wait i can, remember reviews make authors happy. I write faster when im in a good mood :D lol
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