A Little Pizzazz
A/N: This is a series of drabbles. Some are longer than others. They were written for Chip. Just cause.
Favour:
"Okay, okay, okay, Rosalie!" Bella Swan snapped into her mobile as she wove her way through the downtown crowd. "Okay! I will do the stupid shoot for you but you owe me big time."
"I know I do, Bella, I wouldn't ask this of you otherwise!" Rosalie sighed into the phone, making Bella feel just a twinge of guilt.
"You're so full of shit, your eyes should be brown," Bella muttered, causing a passerby to look up at her, startled.
"If we're going by that theory, then you're full to the brim of it, aren't you?" Rosalie sassed right back.
Bella chuckled. "You know I am. I did my undergrad in English Lit, remember?"
Rosalie snorted in an unladylike manner on the other end. "Yes, yes I do. Okay, so tomorrow morning bright and early?"
"You say that as if it's a good thing," Bella sighed. She hated mornings but she hated early morning photo shoots even more. She should have chosen a different career.
"I love you!" Rosalie said in a sing song voice that didn't suit her at all.
"Whatever, I love you too." She hung up the phone and slid it into the back pocket of her jeans.