a/n Hi this is my first fanfic

It's about the Cullen's Halloween (which is a bit ironic) so please review!

Un-surprised Surprises

BPOV

I did not want a Halloween party. I mean, not only is it really ironic but I hate parties with a capital H. Even though I am now immortal, scarily coordinated etc, I still hate the attention you get at parties, and Halloween has always been the worse. There's people always judging you on your outfit, and then you get a tonne of past-sell-by date sweeties that you didn't want, oh and you get heaps of strangers knocking on your door. In other words – not fun. But of course, when you have a crazy sister like Alice in the house an excuse for a party is unavoidable.

"ALICE!" My sister ran down stairs, a blur of tinsel and lights. "Why are we inviting the whole town – including my dad?" Alice skidded to a halt in front of me, and proceeded to string up the decorations. "Well, it's polite to ask him, isn't it?"

I sighed. "He's hardly going to come though?"

"I know." She said. Of course she'd know, she probably didn't even need the guests to reply. I rolled my eyes. "This is going to be so embarrassing."

"It's ok, I'll get you ready so you don't have to be embarrassed." Sang Alice as she pinned a giant paper ghost to the doorway. "That's not what I mean – "but I stopped because there was no point explaining my fear of large numbers of people, especially not to my party-freak sister. Renessme glided in, in deep conversation with Jacob and Seth. "You guys at the rez are coming aren't you?" said Alice

"Sure sure, we'll be there – not sure about a costume though." Said Jake

"Hey, do you think the guests will be scared if we come as giant wolves?"

"Nah, all part of the fun, isn't it? I want to see Mike Newton's face, though." I cringed. "What's the matter, Bells?" said Jake, sensing my discomfort. "Oh, not this again." Said Alice. "Bella, you'll be fine. I know it's the first time you're seeing them since your immortality, but c'mon. They're all coming down especially from collage to see you. Angela and Jessica will be there." I frowned. "Yeah, but won't I look ever so slightly different?" Alice chucked a bowl at me and I caught it with lightning reflexes. "Okay, but its Halloween. All part of the spooky costume. Nothing, not even the danger that they will find out the Cullen secret, will be stopping this party."

Yep, exactly what I was scared of.

Nervous Wreck

BPOV

I was so jittery I thought my hand would shake off. Jasper kept glancing at me, trying to calm me down but getting worried when it wasn't working. He was sending so much calm into the room everyone was practically falling asleep, yet I was the only one wound up like a Jack-in-the-box. Edward came and wrapped his arms around me. Instantly I felt calm at his warm touch, but I was still scared. "Care to hunt with me? It might soothe those nerves of yours." He said. I nodded. "Mmm…might stop me from killing one of my friends, too." I shot a dirty glare at Alice, who stared innocently back. Edwards looked up too. "Maybe this is not such a good idea, Alice." Alice huffed. "I have just sent out invitations to the whole town, decorated the house with over a thousand pounds worth of stuff, bought you all costumes, and bought the sweets and presents and Esmes in there making a feast. I can't cancel now!" Alice crossed her arms and dared anyone to contradict her. She waved her hands at me. "Go and hunt. But come back in time for me to get you ready."

"Anyone want to come?" I said. Emmett, Jasper and Nessie were coming, to leave Esme, Alice and Rosalie in charge of getting the party ready. We hunted far out, just in case we bumped into some unsuspecting guests. I mean, that would be a great start to the evening if the had just seen the hosts bring down a mountain lion and then proceed to drain its blood.

In my year of immortality I still don't think I could get used to seeing Emmett hunt. While the rest of us leapt at our prey in a graceful glide, Emmett charged headlong in a weird rugby tackle, roaring like a mad man. Not only did he kill his prey, but he scared the living daylights out of them too. Not to mention us, as well.

I was getting better at hunting too, and didn't look like I had been part of a massacre any more. And my eyes were gold now, thank goodness, so I didn't have to pretend that the scary red-eye look was part of the costume. Emmett had already brought down a lion and was already tucking in. Nessie was racing with Edward and so I hunted with Jasper. He had a very subtle way of hunting, like his jumps, yet they were powerful. I had lost most of my new-born strength by now (I had had another arm wrestle with Emmett and had failed miserably. He hasn't stopped talking about it) but I could keep up with Jasper, but not with Edward. I spotted a deer and ran full pelt towards it. I positioned my footing correctly and (this never ceases to surprise me) I launched myself perfectly and flew towards the deer. I sunk my teeth into the prey and felt the strength returning to me and the warmth flooding into my face. Wow, I had been so caught up in my own fear of parties that I had forgotten to eat. I hope I wasn't turning into an anorexic.

I returned to the house and practically fainted. The interior was really dark, but it had a greeny glow like we were under a lake. The room wasn't decorated in tacky silly string and paper spiders, but (real, I think) cobwebs and real (I think) spiders. The walls were hanging with tattered black silk and lace was draped around brackets which held dripping white candles and a chandelier in the centre of the ceiling. The dance floor was a dark green, and around the edge were round black tables and high-backed gold chairs. There was a massive black table overflowing with food (not for us, obviously) that probably looked really tasty. Alice came in humming and holding a jar of black lilies (?) and humming the funeral march. "A bit morbid, aren't we?" I teased. Alice rolled her eyes. "It's Halloween; don't expect pretty tinsel and Christmas trees. Anyway, you should see the coffins in the living room." We rushed to confirm our suspicions (or fears) and sure enough there were nine black coffins adorned in velvet and (scarily) with our name on the edge. Emmett leapt in one and closed his eyes, folding his arms. "Can I stay here and scare Newton?" he said.

"Alice, isn't this going a bit too far?" I said.

"Stop being sensible, sister, it's funny. Anyway, come upstairs I need to get your outfit sorted." Oh no. If this was the decorations I really didn't want to see my costume.