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"Will you guys please stop worrying about my love life?" My two best friends were once again trying their best to make me happy. The thing is I was perfectly happy with how everything was right now.

Alice Whitlock, Rosalie Hale and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. We were almost inseparable in high school and lived in the same dorm during college. Even after they moved into their own apartments we were together as much as possible.

They are both now happily married to the man of their dreams. Alice, who was married to Jasper, was very tiny and petite, with short, black, spiky hair. Her features were almost pixie like. Although Alice was very beautiful, no one could even compare to Rosalie, who was married to Emmett. She was the blonde out of the three of us. And any model would give anything for her face and body. Rose was utterly beautiful.

And then there was me, the boring one of the group. I had straight brown hair and was average height. There was nothing to extraordinary about me; my features were very plain and average.

"Bella, you're lonely, admit it," pressed Alice. She was so convinced that I was depressed about being the only single one of the group.

"I am not! I never minded being single, in fact I like it." I was so tired of explaining to them I didn't need a man to be happy.

"Bella," Rose said giving me a stern look. She too was not convinced.

I sighed out of frustration. "Look, I know I am not married to the man of my dreams," I paused, eyeing them both. "But I like being single."

They both didn't say anything. I knew I had won the argument…again. Though we all knew it would be brought up again.

"Now," I started. "I have to finish this article for the paper. If you guys are done, I would like to start it." I worked as a journalist down at The Daily News. It's a very boring name and a very boring company. I am overworked and under paid.

Alice glared at me and Rosalie made a noise. I could tell they were even more annoyed with me.

"Bella, you overwork yourself. When did you get the assignment anyways," Asked Rose.

"Just today, but it's a big assignment," I explained, trying to defend myself once again.

"Oh really," Alice questioned. "What is it anyways?"

Honestly, it wasn't a big assignment. I just said that to get them off my backs. "Well, it's the...uh…about the tree that's being cut down." I tried to make it sound important, but they weren't buying it.

"That Mike needs to start giving you bigger articles to write. You are a great writer," Rosalie said while Alice was nodding her head in agreement.

I could sense another pep talk coming on so I stopped her before anyone could continue. "Look, I want him to give me a good assignment so I'm going to work really hard on this one."

"Just like all the other ones?" Alice was getting annoying.

"Just because I like things done right doesn't mean anything"-

"God Bella," Rosalie said cutting me off. "You are such a perfectionist." Her voice was harsh, but I could tell that she was pressing hard just because she cared for me.

"You try too hard to make everything perfect," Alice agreed in a softer tone. "You have to realize that everything you do is pretty much amazing."

No. I wasn't going to have this conversation. I couldn't help I was a perfectionist; it was the way I was raised. Of course there is more to it, but I try not to think of it.

Unwanted memories were starting to flood into my head. Quickly, I pushed them away along with the tears that were threatening to come up.

"I can't help it. I was raised that way. It's the way I am." I was pretty sure my voice cracked once while I was speaking.

Both of them eyed me curiously. They wanted me to continue.

Out of all the years I have known them, I never told them about my relationship with my parents. When we were younger I always stayed away from conversations dealing with parents, they were not something I liked to talk about.

Their punishments were harsh and so were their words. They were always telling me I wasn't good enough, no matter how hard I did try to be good enough.

I was thinking hard and quickly for something to talk about, anything to change the subject. Lucky for me, Alice spoke up before Rosalie could question any more.

"Fine," she pressed. Her soft voice filled with self assurance. "We'll leave."

"We will," asked Rose shocked. I was just as shocked as she was.

"Yes, but"-

I groaned at that word. I should have known I wouldn't have been getting off so easy.

She looked at me for a second then continued. "But you have to go out with Rose, Jasper, Emmett and I tonight."

Rose smiled finally getting her plan. "Oh! We should go to that new bar down at Main Street tonight. What's it called?"

"Sunset," I said in a monotonous tone. I had written an article about the opening of the bar. It was one of my bigger articles, but it was nothing spectacular.

"Yeah, that's it!"

Alice and Rose smiled at each other. "So," Alice started. "Either we leave now so you can work and we pick you up later, or we stay here."

I groaned again. Couldn't they just leave? I love them both to death, but they can be so annoying sometimes. If they left I could get a good start on my article and I haven't seen Emmett and Jasper in a while. But when we go out together, it's usually them trying to find me a date, but I definitely didn't need them breathing down my necks while I was working.

I sighed in defeat. "Fine, but if you guys try hooking me up with someone I swear I'll"-

"Don't worry," Rose squealed, excited that I was giving in. "We promise, no guys."

I smiled slightly. "You know it's hardly fair when you guys gang up on me like this."

"We know," they screamed in unison.

They started to make their way towards the door. "Oh! Before I forget," Alice said with a mischievous grin on her face. "We'll be by at seven to help you get ready."

"Whoa! Hold on! You never said anything about getting me ready!"

"That's part of the deal! See you at seven!"

Then they both ran out of my apartment squealing with excitement. I could tell I was going to have a rather interesting night.

I let out a huff of breath and I slid into my chair. I grabbed a couple of pieces of lined paper and a pen that was in a shelf underneath my old desk. I tapped my fingers while I tried to think of how to start my paper.

How was I supposed to write an article about a tree that was at a good length? Could Mike have given me a worse topic to write about? No.

I looked at the small clock hanging on the cream colored wall. It was 4:37. Alice and Rosalie would be here in about two and a half hours. Joy. I was not looking forward to getting ready with them. They always made me wear frilly little outfits that they put together and them doing my hair and makeup was just tortuous.

I looked around my apartment, trying to find an inspiration…about a tree. I would laugh if I actually found something that 'inspired' me.

My apartment was very small. It was all I could afford and I am barely paying the rent as it is. It has one bedroom and bathroom with a living room/kitchen. Everything was old and outdated. The living room had an old patched up couch with a small TV. The kitchen had fairly new appliances but nothing great.

I didn't own a car. I used too, but I sold it to help pay for bills. My pay is just barely above minimum wage. Mike insists that I become more experienced before he raises my pay or promotes me. So as of right now, I'm a small town journalist who can barely pay the bills. What a great life.

My article was going nowhere. I pushed my fingers through my hair; thinking hard for a way to start this paper. Damn tree. I usually didn't have to think this hard when I was writing. It just came naturally. But Mike just had to give me the tree.

Mike Newton was the kind of boss that everyone had to make fun of when he wasn't around. He was overly confident and thought very highly of himself. He was very nerdy and had blonde hair. Mike wasn't ugly, but he wasn't attractive either.

He has tried many times to sleep with other workers, one of them being me. He thinks having sex will gain him more respect, but it only gives us workers more reasons to laugh at him. Though he controls our paychecks, so we make sure he is not around when it comes to that stuff.

I glanced up at the clock; it read exactly 6:00. All I had was a single sentence on my paper. I had spent the last hour and a half staring at the wall, trying to write about a tree. I have no life.

Rosalie and Alice would be here in an hour. I can only imagine what type of things they have planned for me.

Apparently, we were going to go to the new bar, Sunset. Today was opening day and it was going to be packed. I hated large groups of people. When I wrote my article on Sunset I got to take an inside peek of it a few weeks before today. It was huge and it wasn't even finished yet. Several bars were surrounding the black walls. In the middle of the room was a large multicolored dance floor. They were just bringing in the Dj stand and all the lightings.

The annoying ticking sound coming from the clock has been bothering me the whole time I was sitting there. It was a constant reminder that Alice and Rose were coming to torture me very soon. And they are always known to arrive early, especially when they have something to look forward too.

There was a loud knock on the door.

Speak of the devil. They only knock when they are in a hurry. They will usually use the buzzer and wait for me to let them in, but they were eager and did not want to wait.

I sighed in frustration. They were over 45 minutes early. Another knock echoed into the room.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I was frustrated with them and I didn't plan on showing them any patience today.

I twisted the golden knob of the door a pulled it open. Alice and Rosalie stood before with very wide grins on their face. In Rosalie's left hand was a plastic bag in shape of a piece of clothing, most likely a dress that I will be forced to wear. In her other hand was a rather large bag of makeup. Then there was Alice who had a blow dryer in one hand and a curling iron in the other. The blow dryer was pointed forward and reminded me of a gun.

They were both all dressed up in night wear and of course they looked perfect. Rosalie's golden blonde hair was curled and she wore a short black strapless dress. Alice wore a short sleeved dress that went mid-way down her thighs and it sparkled in the light. I definitely did not want to be standing in the same room as these two people. They were both beautiful and perfect.

I stepped aside letting them come in. Their stilettos clicked against the hardwood floor. They made their way to the bathroom and began to set up. Alice went and brought a chair from the kitchen and motioned for me to sit down.

I hesitated, but knowing I would have to know matter what I slumped down into the wooden chair.

"You guys are early," I said. "Really early."

"We know," Alice answered. "We decided to come earlier so we would have enough time." She plugged in the blow dryer and curling iron into the sockets.

"You know my hair is washed already. You guys don't need the blow dryer."

Rosalie looked slightly disappointed. Then Alice said, "It's always good to be prepared."

I watched in silence as they set up. Rose endlessly took make up out of her large bag. I wondered if it was bottomless.

Alice began to brush my hair out. She set the brush down and put one hand on my shoulder. She leaned in and said in my ear, "You're going to make lots of guys jealous tonight."

My eyes got wide. They just didn't understand that I wanted to be single! "Alice! You said no hook ups tonight!" My voice was loud.

"I know we aren't going to do anything. I'm just telling you the truth."

She began to curl my hair, being careful not to burn me. I sat there with my arms crossed and glared into the mirror.

Rosalie had a black eyeliner pencil in her hand and began applying it to my eyes. She poked me once right in the eye.

"Ow," I screamed as I flinched away. But of course when I flinched away it cause Alice to accidently burn my ear. I yelped in pain.

All Rosalie could do was mutter a sorry. I glared at her while I held my ear. I tried to stand back up, but she forced me back down and said, "I don't think so."

I made a loud 'humph' and waited for them to finish. After what seemed like hours they said they were done. I looked at myself in the mirror, truly amazed at what I was seeing.

I was completely transformed. My straight brown hair was now curled and had volume to it. And my face was now lit up and my eyes looked intense from the smoky eye Rosalie had done. They clearly knew what they were doing.

I turned them and said, "Thank you."

Alice and Rosalie smiled, both knowing that they had done a job well done. Rose grabbed my hand and pulled me into my bedroom.

"Here, put these on," Rosalie said as she handed me a dress and a pair of black stilettos. She left my bedroom and shut my door, giving me my privacy.

The dress was black with white squares that also sparkled like Alice's. It was short and had spaghetti straps. It was a very pretty dress, but the low v-neck cut made me nervous. I had absolutely no cleavage.

I slipped the dress over my head; it fit perfectly. They knew me too well. I stared at the shoes knowing if I put them on I would be walking straight to my death bed. But I sighed and put them on; Alice would just force me to wear them anyways.

I walked out of the room fidgeting with the dress. Alice and Rosalie stared and smiled at me. They both came forward and hugged me. Rose whispered in my ear, "Alice is right you know. Some boys are going to be jealous tonight." I scowled at her.

Alice grabbed my hand and started to pull me towards the door. "Come on! Jasper and Emmett are probably already there. Let's get going."

I sat in the backseat of Alice's yellow Porsche with my arms folded. I promised myself that I was not going to have a fun time tonight. I'd probably have a drink or two, but no fun.

Rosalie turned back and looked at me. "Come on Bella. You need to learn to live a little, you are so overworked."

"I am not and I know how to live."

Alice snorted, but didn't say anything. She was trying to pretend she was paying attention to the road. But I knew she really wanted to be part of the conversation.

"You'll have fun tonight," Promised Rosalie.

"I bet I will," I said with full on sarcasm.

"There's the spirit." She obviously didn't catch it.

I sat in silence the rest of the way. Rose and Alice chatted about how they were excited about seeing the new bar.

Once we were parked, we all got out and began walking towards Sunset, our arms linked together. Our heels clicked along the pavement. I was the only one who stumbled, since I am not as practiced walking in heels as Rose and Alice were.

We stood before a building that said Sunset in big, bold, neon orange letters. Flashing lights and blaring music came from inside.

A/N: So theres chapter one! I hope you all enjoyed it. Don't forget to review!

Also I have most of the story planned already and I am working on Chapter Two right now. I'll try to update often.