A/N: Hello everyone! I do not own Twilight, that's Stephanie's job. *bows down respectfully* This is my fourth story, but I'm a little rusty so don't judge me please. Happy reading!

"Take that off and I will kill you, Bella."

I sighed and placed my arms by my side, showing him I wasn't going to take off the hideous dark blue dress.

"You're insane if you think I'm wearing this all night." I huffed, aggravated at myself for not going to buy a new dress when Alice offered.

Jacob laid lazily on my bed, flipping through a cars magazine, his long legs dangling off the end. "I am not insane, thank you very much. But the dress is staying," he winked at me. I reached for the nearest shoe in my closet and threw it at him with as much force as possible.

He laughed and placed it next to him. "Speaking of shoes, which ones are you going to wear? I suggest the brown boots with black leggings."

If you didn't know Jake like I did, you would swear that he was gay, or at least playing for both teams. However that was not the truth. His girlfriend Leah lived in the Indian Reservation called La Push, about fifteen minutes away from Forks, where we were currently residing. Sure they fought all the time but they balanced each other out perfectly. I, on the other hand, rarely got mad at Jake. He was my best friend and I had grown up with him in this hell hole of a town. He was the one that got me through everything when I was younger. I liked to think of him as my personal sun, always offering light in my darkest times.

"Can you even match brown and black?'' I asked, crossing my arms.

Rolling his eyes he let out a small laugh. "I have been your roommate for how long?"

"A year," I mumbled.

"And you can't tell me if people match brown and black?"

Defeated, I sighed and dug in my tiny closet to find the only pair of boots that weren't made for the rain. I sat next to Jake to put on the only pair of leggings I owned.

"Please let me take you shopping," he almost begged.

"What is it with you and clothes?" I asked him this almost every day. "And besides I have Alice for that."

Alice was my best girlfriend. Okay, so she didn't have a lot of competition but still. The reason I was actually dressing up was for her party. Her engagement party. Yuck. Sure he fiancée Jasper was amazing, and one of my best friends, but marriages were totally not my thing.

I stood up and walked to the mirror, prepared to hate the reflection. Truth be told, I was actually pleasantly surprised.

"Peter is going to love it." Jake said from behind me with a giggle.

Rolling my eyes, I tried not to think about how Jasper was trying to kill me. He claimed that I just needed a boyfriend and everything would be perfect. Apparently his best friend Peter, who was flying down from Texas where he and Jasper grew up together, was in need of a girlfriend. And I was the lucky winner.

"We are so not even going to begin talking about that." I warned him. He didn't carry on so I assumed he got the message.

I exited my room and grabbed my purse and jacket. "Well I'm off," I hollered at him.

"Be safe, have fun, and not too much drinking! You don't want to look sloppy when you meet your future husband," he called from my room.

I decided it would be best not to kill him right now, but the thought did seem rather appealing at the moment.

"Asshole," I yelled back at him.

The only thing I heard as I closed the door was his deep laughter.

Things will pick up in the next chapter I promise! I just had to get the ball rolling first. Tell me what you think! Suggestions? Predictions?