A/N : This is my very first fanfiction and I would love to hear your thoughts . pleazzze review I would appreciate it so much . Story about ExB AxJ RxEm . Maybe Canon pairings ? your thoughts please . Okay here's the story . Title will make sense later on .

BPOV

Oh come on B , Please " Alice was begging me to go out to the local club , Zipline , for a few drinks as it was new years eve . "Aliiiiiii I want to stay home , please we can get the ENTIRE Harry Potter series " I told her with a glint in my eye knowing well that she had an HP obsession and a major crush on the Malfoy character , something about blonde ambition . According to me he was evil , but hey whatever .

"Ooooh no bella , as tempting as that is , there is NO way that Alice Brandon is staying home on new years" Alice said with resolve etched into every bit of her face . Even her nose looked stubborn .

"Dammit A I have Nothing to wear" I tried using my last excuse , knowing it was worthless . I had lost this battle before it started . I couldn't say no to Alice , EVER.

"Please Bella , don't u know me at all ?"Alice smirked sarcastically . I've got 10 meters of closet space dedicated to 'Force Bella out of this apartment' I have plenty for you to wear."

"I have the perfect dress" she stated with a dazed look on her face . Practically grabbed my hand and sprinted upstairs . Running right into her room and right into her huge closet . And I meant Ginormous . decorated in long racks hanging cashmere and vintage and silk and casual and every style u get on different racks .

Alice was an up and coming fashion designer . I swear A-Line (her semi clothing line) was gonna Kick Vogue right out of Italy. We had finished High School a few weeks prior and were due to head off to college in a few months .

She let go of my hand to go to the back and pull an off white and magenta dress off the rack . My rack . Literally adorning my name on a little plate . The dress had cut out sides and would come down about 5 or 6 inches off my knee . it had a plunging neckline adorned with white and sapphire sequence . to Alice this was considered conservative .

It was pretty and would look good on me for sure . I was slender without much muscle tone . This dress would accentuate my flat stomach and small hips .

I was sure Alice could see my resolve wavering cause she yanked her phone out of her skinny jean pocket and dialed Rosalie .

Muttering words so I couldn't pick up coherent sentences she gave Rose the down low. I did catch the words "Bella….Hair…..Make-up….GHD…..Clutch…..Stat ASAP…" and then she hang up flashing me her best smile .

I groaned and gave up saying quickly "K fine Alice."

I swear she had to keep herself from jumping up and down .

Rose arrived not 20 minutes later giving me a quick and fleeting greeting hug . She had been my best friend since 8th grade where I met both her and Alice . but she still didn't care much for PDA.

Another 10 minutes later found me in my robe on a chair and my hair being blowdryed by Rose and my concealer being done by Alice .

I told Alice "please Ali no heavy makeup or drastic colours"

I think her reply was suck it up and get over it . but it was too low for me to know if that was indeed what she said .

After my hair had been ironed by Rose and her magical pink GHD and was framing my face in silky strands and my face was done being prodded with god knows what by Alice I was finally allowed to look in the mirror .

They really had done a great job, my face was almost flawless , with light pink and dark grey glitter shadow covering my lids and mascara making my lashes impossibly long .

Ruby red lips made my pout exxxxxtra prominent and a bit of color to my cheeks to pull it nicely together . not over the top but definitely up there .

My hair was straight with my fringe swept to the side , covering my left eye .not how I usually wear it but Rose knows what she's doing .

Next they helped me into my skin tight dress all the while Rose was chanting "not the hair , God not the hair" and Alice chanting "not the face , please, please, please not the face"

I slipped on cream colored Gucci wedges . which might I say were almost 6 inches high . I'm gonna die .

I looked into the mirror and even if I have to say it myself …. I looked Slammin.

I turned to my friends and bravely told them "I will never doubt you again" needless to say they were pleased .

They each took about 20 minutes to get ready . I took almost 2 hours . Damn their good genes .

Alice stepped out in a purple a-line halter dress about 8 inches off the knee . which I guessed was from her clothing line and hadn't reached stores yet . She honestly looked sultry and flirty . Her hair was done in a spiky black halo around her little head with a bang fringe with shards of hair in her baby blue eyes . She was beautificated perfection .

Rose opted for a skintight scarlet dress 4 inches off the knee . Kinda like a 90's style . Ofcourse she had matching 7 inch stiletto's with her blonde hair waving in ringlets down to her mid back . Asolutely stunning .

We made our way out of Alice and my 3 story Hollywood style apartment right smack in Washington . All 3 of us filing into her canary yellow convertible Porsche with the top down . We arrived without any delays except the stop street in 2nd avenue . Alice knew the owner of Zipline so we stepped to the front of the forever line and as soon as the bouncer heard the name Alice Brandon , he opened the way without hesitation .

All heads turned to us as we stepped inside .

Maybe one or two spotlights .

Oh yeah I almost forgot .

We were A-list actresses too .

How was that guys ? I wasn't sure if u preffered long or short chapters . and honestly this chapter just sorta flowed . Hope it was okay ? Show me ur love or hate . ill appreciate whatever I can get xx

See you soon for chapter two xx

xx-NiickQ 3