If The Shoe Fits.
A/n Hey guys! It's been a while. I know a lot of you have been asking for a sequel to IYCSMN but that ain't gonna happen. I've been thinking about writing this for a while but never really got round to it during the summer. This year is not a good year for me to be starting any new FFs because I have very important exams next Feb and June so up until March I'm going to be pretty busy finishing projects, finishing the course etc. But, I still felt like writing this. I had to get it out there. I think my updates will be pretty regular until December maybe - making no promises. So bear with me anyway.
I must apologise to my beta, twilight-is-lovee. Sorry I didn't wait for you to finish with this but I was bored and I'm sick right now so I thought I'd post it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Never have, most likely never will. (This will do for the rest of the story.)
Chapter one: Routine.
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My hand searched blindly for my cell phone vibrating madly on my bedside locker. Still half asleep I answered the phone and my poor ear-drums were met by a shrill shriek.
"Beeelllaaa! Wake up! It's time for school." My best friend, Alice Cullen screeched down the phone.
"Alice, it's …" I peeked at my alarm clock which wasn't due to go off for another hour, "6 o clock in the morning. Why do I need to get up so early?"
"Honestly Bella, we go through this routine every morning. I'm here to get you ready for school. Now stop being such a lazy lump and get up. I'll be there in 15 minutes and so help me God if you aren't out of that bed. I have Emmett with me today." She said threateningly. "
I sighed deeply. "Alright, alright. I'm getting up. Just keep Emmett away from me until I'm properly awake. I'm going to need my wits about me."
I hung up and climbed out of bed. I flinched as my bare feet hit the cold floor. Walking drowsily downstairs and being careful so as not to trip on the stairs because I was a First Class klutz, I collected a few towels for me to have a quick shower before Alice and Emmett arrived. I peeked out the window and saw that my dad's police cruiser was already gone.
My dad, Charlie, is the Police Chief of Forks, my hometown. My mother, Renee died a long time ago. I was only a little girl so I don't remember much about her but everyone says that I look a lot like her. Judging by the pictures of her in the living room, I'd say she's a lot prettier. We do look alike but she's definitely far more beautiful than me. I have her eyes; a deep chocolate brown with green and amber flecks. It's my one and only extraordinary feature. The rest of me is pretty plain. My mother had bouncy and luscious, mahogany hair whereas mine is a dull, wavy brown. It lies flat on my head and looks just about acceptable if I tie it back. I have a pretty average body. My legs don't reach my armpits, you'll have no chance of being knocked out by my boobs anytime soon and I have nothing in my so called trunk.
I went back upstairs and got in the shower, letting the warm water wash over and relax me while I scrubbed my hair and body. Once I was finished, I turned the handle to cold and jumped back into the shower quickly to waken myself up. The ice cold water touched my skin and I squealed but I could feel my blood pumping under my skin and I was instantly animated.
I got dressed and ran back to my room.
"Aaagh" I screamed, because there was someone sitting on my bed. I sighed when I realised it was just Alice.
"Alice, don't' scare me like that. You could've given me a heart attack."
"Oh Bella." She laughed at me. "You're only seventeen. You weren't going to have a heart attack."
"How did you get in here anyway?" I asked. Charlie usually locked the door when he went away and I was still asleep.
"I opened the door with the key. Obviously! You really need a better place to hide the key rather than keep it under the mat. That's the oldest place in the book."
"Ah but Alice, is the fact that it's so obvious keeping it safe. I mean if someone was to rob my house they wouldn't think to look under the mat because it's just too obvious. They'll think that nobody would ever hide their key under a mat since it's too obvious and so if they never look under the mat then that's the best place to keep it."
"Then how do you explain me looking under the mat for it?"
"Well, you've seen me hide it there loads of times so you knew where it was. Duh!"
"Touché Miss Swan." She laughed. "Now enough debating, let's get you ready for school. Sit!"
She pointed to the chair and looked so fierce in that moment, I just had to comply. I closed my eyes as I underwent the torture that Alice was submitting me too. It may have been torture but Alice always did manage to make me look good. Once she was finished I thanked her and always said, "I look pretty good Alice, thanks to you and this make-up."
To which she always replied, "You always look good Bella. In fact good isn't the word. You always look gorgeous. I'm just enhancing your natural beauty with my make-up."
And then I, keeping to our routine would sigh and say, "You tell me that everyday Alice, you'd think I'd start believing it by now," before getting up of my seat to hug her.
It was the same everyday. Our routine. And although I always made a fuss, I really did appreciate everything Alice did for me. She was like my sister in so many ways. We were the best of friends. Had been since kindergarten. She was the total opposite of me. I was quiet and reserved until I got to know somebody. Alice was loud and cheerful, full of spirit. She was short, very short but don't let her hear you say that. She had a tiny frame and the air of a dancer about her. She moved through the air as if she was gliding through water. Her hair was a shock of black spikes that stuck out at every angle and her eyes were a light shade of green-blue like a Caribbean sea.
Her brothers, Emmett and her own twin Edward, were like my own siblings. I was an only child and loved how I felt like one of the Cullen children. They treated me like a little sister, protecting me from bullies and teasing me whenever I had a crush on Mike Newton, a local boy.
We spent many days roaming through the fields and parks of Forks. We knew every nook and cranny of that place like the back of our hand. All the other children were so jealous because we knew all the best hiding places and secret dens.
Then when Rosalie and Jasper Hale arrived on the scene, Emmett decided he was too mature for that kind of thing. He devoted his days to worshipping his new goddess, Rosalie. Jasper, her twin, was a quiet boy. He seemed almost shy at first but Alice soon brought him out of his shell. They started going out soon after that.
Don't get me wrong, Rosalie and Jasper are great. In fact they're two of my best friends but I couldn't help the spark of jealousy that flowed through me thinking that Alice might prefer someone other than her family to me. I know it was stupid and I've gotten over it. Alice is still my best girl-friend but after her and Jasper got together I found myself hanging around with Edward more and more. He became my best friend ever. He was my confidante and pretty soon my feelings towards him changed drastically. I no longer felt a sisterly love for him. I loved him still but I was in love with him. I've never told him because I know the feeling isn't mutual and I didn't want to risk ruining our friendship. Also, there's a small matter of his girlfriend, Kate Denali. He's been going out with her ever since she moved here from Alaska 2 years ago.
Beep!
The sound of Emmett tooting the horn broke me from my thoughts.
"Bella? It's time to go."
"Okay. Let me just get my bag." I reached for my turquoise Jansport bag sitting on my bed.
"I know you were thinking about my darling twin again." She smiled knowingly at me. "Someone should knock some sense into him. You're much better suited for him than Kate. Kate's a lovely girl. She really is but … he's just better of with you."
"You have to say that Alice. You're my best friend so you might be a bit biased."
"Yeah I know but even if we weren't sisters in every sense of the word I would still think you are better suited for him."
I rolled my eyes at her and walked out the door.
"Come on or we'll be late for school."
Emmett Cullen was waiting impatiently for us outside. Even though he, himself, was huge, he was dwarfed by his monster jeep. Emmett had large, bulging biceps that showed clearly through his white shirt. After being teased as a freshman for being too skinny he quickly set his sights on becoming bigger. He dedicated his time to building up his muscles and now he showed of his "babies" with pride. He had dark curly hair that was long but not long enough to fall into his eyes. It was the perfect length. He was perfect. He had a perfect girlfriend, a perfect home, prefect everything.
In fact everything about the Cullens and Hales was perfect. I always felt like I wasn't enough, I wasn't good enough to hang around with them. Whenever I broached this subject with Alice she scoffed at me and was also offended that I could ever think they would ever do such a thing. She assured me her life wasn't perfect. Nobody's was. She said she hung round with me because I was her best friend. I was smart and funny. Beautiful and charming. She said "the fact I couldn't walk over a flat surface without tripping" and my shyness were my most appealing qualities.
That's what she said.
I didn't think so. But she seemed so sincere when she said it, that it got me thinking that maybe I was beautiful and all those other things but, just for a little while. My insecurities always got the better of me. It wasn't long until I was back to my old ways and I would soon be questioning her again why she hung out with me. It was the way things were.
It was routine.
A/n Ok! So what do you guys think? No Edward yet? How could I deprive you guys?? lol Don't worry, he's coming along soon.
Did you guys hear that The Host is being made into a movie? I can't wait.
Please review - I'm sick and reviews are better than any medicine.
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