Disclaimer: If I was Stephenie Meyer would I be spending my time writing fanfic's. Probably not, but anything is possible. Still. I don't own much in this story.

Claimer: I do, in fact own the vanilla candles, the dish soap, and "the plans" muhahahahaha

written by Soldier. An original story.

I Had Plans ... And Lots Of Them

B.P.O.V

The bathroom smelled of vanilla candles. I inhaled deeply as I relaxed into the bathtub, occasionally shifting the bubbles from one end to the next. I reached behind my head for the loose bun that kept my hair up and took it out. The hair elastic fell to the floor. I inhaled deeply again. I closed my eyes and put my head back. My face felt different then the rest of my body. My body felt numb as the hot water saturated it. I took a large breath of air and slowly dipped my head under the water. I came up only a few seconds later my hand reached for the towel lying on the floor. I found it, wiped my face only to see the face of Alice standing next to the sink.

"ALICE," my voice was shocked. "What are you doing," Her expression was curious and sympathetic at the same time.

"Sorry Bella, I saw…and then I thought…I couldn't…you know…" Her voice was a tone higher. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

At that point I realized I wasn't wearing anything. I looked down into the tub in which the bubbles had started disappearing. There was a knock on the door. It was Charlie.

"Bell, you alright?" he asked.

"Fine," I murmured back. I could hear his footsteps down the hall. My attention went back to Alice who was looking at the mirror. She made an assortment of facial arrangements. I knew this was the time to get a towel on. I reached outside the bathtub to get the towel. Alice laughed.

"I wont look," she finally said, laughing a bit. I sighed, and wrapped myself in the towel. The water dripping down my legs dripped into the tub and I stepped out onto the small carpet. Alice turned around and smiled

"He's here," she said, that could only mean one thing. "Actually outside the door" she continued without stopping. "Edward, Bella needs to get dressed so could you make your way into the living room?" she addressed the door. There wasn't any movement. "C'mon," Alice motioned her hand to me so I would follow her.

I made my way down the rest of the hallway until I got to my bedroom. I stepped inside and Alice was standing outside the door. There was a plastic bag on my bed. From Alice no doubt. I opened the bag to see a pair of dark washed jeans.

"Hope you like them," Alice's voice came from behind the door. I smiled. They were nice jeans. I quickly got dressed. Wearing the jeans Alice had bought and a "V" neck sweater. My hair went back up into a pony tail and I went walked outside and into the living room. I hadn't even noticed Alice gone. She was sitting on the couch and Edward in the recliner. They were both just sitting but Edward kept nodding every minute or so.

I felt dumb just standing there. Neither of them were paying attention to me. I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen. There were some dishes in the sink from Charlie. I guess he had already left for work. Weather or not he knew Alice and Edward here, was beyond me. I filled the sink with water. Then turned on the radio. Some contemporary music played a quiet background. As I looked out the window I could see the sun clear in the sky. I looked at it for a while. Then turned off the taps. Edward came into the kitchen. He grabbed the soap and poured it into the sink.

"How about I do the dishes, and you relax." His offer was tempting. I paused for a moment looking into his eyes. Darker then usual. Hmmm. I had some suspicion. All he did was smile.

"That would be nice." I said seductively. He laughed, and stood behind me. He placed his hands on my waist and guided me to the front door. Alice followed.

We sat outside, on the plastic chairs. Under the cover roof so the sun wouldn't reach Alice.

"So," Alice exaggerated into a long word. "wanna go for a drive?" she asked. I didn't know where this was going, but I agreed.

"Sure, where are we going?" I asked.

"Around." was her answer. "Your going to need your purse." I eyed her and walked into the house again. Edward was standing in the kitchen doorway.

"All done. Where are you going." He tilted his head to one side.

"Alice is taking me somewhere. Do you want to come?" He laughed and walked towards me.

"Alice doesn't want me to come."

"Oh," was all I could manage. He smiled a crooked grin and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'll be here, don't worry." he said. "If you want, you could stay here with me." He raised an eyebrow. "Please?"

This was something I didn't see everyday. He almost sounded, desperate, I had no clue what was going on. I looked up from where I was tucked into his chest.

"Alice would be disappointed." I said as sweetly as I could. Though I really did want to stay here with him. No one would refuse that.

"Then I must tell you something," his body pulled away from mine. "What day is it, Bella?"

"The uh…twentieth of June. I think." my eyes were all curious. "why, is there something wrong?" I couldn't help but wonder.

"Yes, and no" he answered

"What is it? Are you going to tell me?" He didn't answer. "Does Alice know? Maybe I will ask her." I started for the door, though I still didn't have my purse.

"No, no. I can tell you." He sighed. "You cannot. CANNOT make a big deal about this, okay?" His voice startled me. I backed away a few steps. My hand rested on the half a wall next to the door. Edward looked away and into space.

"It's my birthday." He looked at the floor. My jaw dropped down. I didn't expect that one. He looked up at me but I quickly walked past him and into the kitchen. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. Edward opened the front door for me, we walked outside. I hurried to the car and slid in the passengers seat. Alice was already in the drivers seat. Edward waved goodbye. I was too happy. I remembered my last birthday. I didn't want to but I did. And I giggled.

I had plans…and lots of them.