This is New Moon from the point of view of the Cullen's.

Just so everyone is aware I am not a Rosalie hater, on the contrary I love her, as it may seem in this chapter but this is just how I imagine her reaction to Bella's birthday party.

Unfortunately I am not Stephanie Meyer and therefore do not own Twilight. All I own is a rather crummy computer on which I borrow her creations for a while.

EsPOV

It would have been comical had it not saddened me so much. Alice completely ignored her protests and refusals to accept anything from us. I tried, as best I could, to reign her in. I didn't want Bella to feel any more uncomfortable than was necessary but when Alice gets an idea in her head... well, let's just say that every available surface was covered in bowls of flowers and candles and a cake big enough to feed fifty took pride of place in the centre of a table full of presents and cards.

"Alice," I said gently when I saw what she had done. "Bella did say she didn't want us to make a fuss."

"She'll love it!" Alice insisted.

Part of the reason Alice got away with some of her more extravagant decorating was because she could always say that the person for which she was decorating would, 'love it!' and, with her visions, it was difficult to argue with.

In fact, Alice was difficult to argue with full-stop. Around twenty seconds into an argument she'd tell you what the outcome would be. They always seemed to turn out in her favour so you would think we would discredit it. However, in truth, the few times someone had refused to believe her and continued the argument it always turned out exactly as Alice had told it. I have yet to discover whether or not she did ever lie.

"Five minutes!" Alice called, skipping down the stairs pulling Jasper behind her. It always amused me to see my 4'10" little pixie dragging Jasper, who was over six foot tall, along somewhere. Jasper felt my amusement and smiled at me.

Carlisle, Emmett and Rosalie were stood in the living room already when I entered behind Alice and Jasper. Rosalie, I noticed, looked both bored and annoyed. I couldn't really expect anything different. My attempt to request she be civil on Bella's birthday hadn't worked out so well.

~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~

"Rosalie?"

My eldest daughter was led out on her bed, a copy of Cosmopolitan open in front of her.

"Ever heard of knocking?" She asked rudely.

Usually I would have reprimanded her for her callous treatment of me but I was well aware that I would be tiptoeing through a minefield in this conversation and I felt no desire to ignite the wrath my hot tempered daughter prematurely.

I stepped back into the hall, shutting the door behind me, and knocked.

"Come in." Rosalie's surprise at my actions was evident both in her voice and on her face; I decided it was a good start that she had at least looked up at me this time.

I went to sit beside Rosalie on the bed and peered over her shoulder. "That's nice." I said indicating the dress she was looking at.

Rosalie shut the magazine and sat up, cross legged on the bed, glaring at me. "You didn't come in here to read my magazine and make small talk. What is it?"

Deciding there was no time like the present I began my carefully prepared little speech, watching her face circumspectly for any signs that she was about to erupt.

"Alice is downstairs at the moment decorating the living room for Bella's birthday party tomorrow night." I said quickly. "This means a lot to Alice and, though she said not to make a fuss, I'm sure Bella will enjoy it. So could you please just be civil and..."

"Welcome her with open arms? Call her your majesty?" Rosalie spat. "Why can't any of you get that I don't like her and I never will!"

"No-one's saying you have to like her Rosalie, just-"

"NO!" She yelled. "Just because all your lives revolve around that stupid human now doesn't mean mine has to!"

Saying so she flung the magazine at me and stormed out of the room.

~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~

Needless to say I was rather wary. As we heard Bella and Edward coming up the drive to the house I mouthed, 'Be nice'. She simply glared. I sighed. It was going to be a long night.

This is my first fan-fic that's not a one shot so reviews would be much appreciated. Love it, Hate it? Please tell me. Thanks, Annie