Is It True
Is It True?
DISCLAIMER: All things Twilight belong to the brilliant Stephenie Meyer.
Chapter 1: Much Needed
BPOV
I watched my Edward leave to hunt, and as I sat in front of the southern glass wall, he turned back and gave me his signature crooked smile after he blew me a kiss. I couldn't help but feel my emotion explode when I was sure he couldn't see.
Alice had convinced Charlie to let me stay the night at the Cullen's house once a week, until the wedding, upon which I would move in.
I wanted to lie on the golden plush carpet of Edward's room until his return, but remembered that Alice had become my paid babysitter. Upon saying so, speak of the devil, and she shall appear.
"Alice, I really don't feel like Bella Barbie this evening." I said, knowing she would be quick to disagree. "That's good, for the all telling Alice has planned otherwise. I thought that since Edward's going out of hearing range, that tonight would be good just for talking."
We sat there on the floor getting comfortable when Alice had decided to randomly initiate our conversation.
"Bella, there's nothing to worry about. You know that I would've told you if there was." "Alice, it's not that, it's just…what about, you know, that night." I couldn't hide my nervousness; it was too easy to be myself around Alice. "What about it Bella?" she had a fake look of confusion spread across her face, for I knew that she had most likely seen this coming in her head for a while.
"Alice, would you take me shopping?" her confusion was washed away by a new look of joyful craziness. "I thought you'd never ask." That was surely the most devious she had ever sounded.
When we got there my mouth was dropped as low as possible, "Alice, since when has there been a lingerie store so big?"
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