Title: untitled

Chapter: 1

BPOV:

"Ugh! Stop it or else…" I moaned.

"Not until you wake up. Now pick up that lazy butt of yours!" Alice screamed, while shaking my shoulder violently.

"Awesome. Last night I sleep late, and now I get to wake up by a pixie trying to dislocate my shoulder. My mood is just peachy." I said sarcastically.

"C'mon Bella, I know you love me." She said with a pout.

"Annoying pixie." I muttered groggily and got up.

I'm Isabella Marie Cullen, and I am 20 years old. I stay with my family in a huge mansion in 50 Central Park Avenue. My father Carlisle has a rather interesting job. He is the Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, or the FBI. Many people find it awesome that my father has such a cool job. Not many people know that though his job is cool, it also has its own share of problems. Like the fact that he, and naturally we all were always under heavy security, as his life was under high risk due to all his brilliant achievements in his career, where he nabbed and caught a very large number of criminals and offenders. He was prone to death threats, and he has received so many of them that he no longer bothers about them, because he had full faith in his devoted and loyal security. My mother esme is the best mother in the whole world. I have never come across a woman so loving, gentle and compassionate, but at the same time so independent and fun loving. She was an interior designer, and that too an established one. One of her 'peroxide blonde and plastic' friends used to organize some of the most famous parties, and Alice used to drag me there. Of course, Emmett wouldn't miss the opportunity for free food, and wherever Alice went, jasper used to follow her like a love struck teenager. Sometimes the intensity of their love made me sick, just like now.

"Hello, angel." Jasper said as Alice descended the stairs to go to the dining room. I followed her rather angrily. You must have realized by now that I am not a morning person. As she reached the foot of her stairs, his grin widened, and looked lovingly into her eyes. Alice was no better.

"How was your morning?" she asked him rather perkily. Seriously, I needed to cut down her morning coffee-drinking binge.

"It was the best morning ever. You just enriched my day with your mere presence, and I look forward to whatever you have planned today." Saying so, he gently took her hand and kissed the back of it. See? Sick.

"Man, that was so cheesy." Emmett bellowed from the table, while eyeing the spread made by my parents. It was their way of bonding with us on holidays. Right now Jazz and I were home for our Christmas break at Princeton, while Emmett had returned from California, where he worked with a firm after graduating from law school. Who would miss the chance for home-cooked meals? Our graduation was just after New Year. Though jasper was 21 and I was 20, I was graduating early. Carlisle was so proud of me that he gave me a gray Lamborghini reventon, which I was ogling at the recent car expo we had gone to.

"OUCH! What was that for? " Emmett said while rubbing the back of his head where esme had smacked him.

"Emmett Miguel Cullen! Is this how we have groomed you? That was so sweet!" she said with a soft expression, while Carlisle snickered silently.

"Good morning Al. how are you sweetie?" Carlisle asked her.

"I'm fine Carlisle, but it seems that your daughter is growing attached to her bed! I mean who sleeps so much when there is Christmas sale at every mall?" she huffed.

"Alice, no way in hell are you taking me to shopping tonight. You have simply redefined the meaning of the term shopping!" saying so, I went towards my father, who hugged me tightly, while Alice stood next to Jazz, pouting.

"Good morning dad, morning mom" I said before a huge yawn escaped my mouth. Esme smiled at me, and kissed my forehead gently and smoothened my hair, while I still was in Carlisle's embrace. Call me a Daddy's lil' girl' but I don't care. I missed my father terribly. Esme at least used to come down to the campus every few weeks due to her business trips, but ever since university started, my I could meet my father only once a year, or if luck favored us, then twice. This was one of the reasons why I loved Christmas and thanksgiving, because we were always surrounded by our loved ones.

"Good morning sleepyhead. Come let's have some breakfast. I made your favorite choc chip waffles with chocolate sauce. Have them when they are fresh." Carlisle said while peppering my face with gentle kisses. As we sat down the dining table, the maids brought the food which mom and dad prepared, and filled our plates with our choice of food. Emmett's plate resembled a mountain, rather than a plate of food. I snickered while I saw him gobbling his food noisily, and after a few bites of Esme's famous chicken Manchurian, he moaned loudly.

"Mhhhh… this is the best chicken dish invented. Its awesome mom!" he said while approaching her for a high-five.

Esme simply smacked his arm with as much force as she could muster, which shocked Emmett. She turned to Alice and said " Stacey and I are going to make the Christmas feast at our house. If you want to invite anyone, let me know as early as possible." Stacey Brandon was Alice's mother and my god-mother, and she was the best friend of Esme. I loved her to death, and considered her my second mother. We all nodded, telling Esme we would do as she says.

"BEL-LA" Alice chirped while looking at me with those too-innocent eyes. 'Shit', I muttered to myself. God knows what the devious pixie is up to when she gives you that look. Better stay away from her. Though she was a tiny 4"11 compared to my 5"6, yet she could command you with so much authority that you should know better than to displease her.

"You are coming with me for shopping! And after having your food, go and have a shower, because I am going to give you a makeover. I'll probably give you a haircut, and then we'll…." She blabbered on. Giving her a mock salute, I excused myself from the dining table and headed upstairs. I entered the bathroom, and decided to take a long hot shower.

The bathroom was brown and cream themed, with two pillars adjacent to the bathtub. (picture of bella's bathroom is in my profile) At one end was a saloon for primping and getting ready, while at the other end there was a shower cubicle surrounded with partial plain and partial fogged glass, in beautiful floral patters that gave a look of eloquence but also saved your modesty at the same time. I stepped into the shower, and sat down on the cool marble stool in between the various angled faucets. The jets of steaming water from different directions unknotted my sleepy muscles, and gave a good massage. I stepped into the bathtub, which was prepared previously for a bubble bath. Next to the bathtub was a pink post-it, on which I recognized Alice's scribble:

"I knew that you would be grumpy before the shopping spree. No need to thank me.

-Love, Alice xxx"

I laughed as I read the note. Silly Alice, I knew she was my bestie for a reason. I washed myself thoroughly with my lavender and freesias body wash, gently scrubbing my skin with the fragrant lather. I always told Esme to buy this one, as the smell was addicting and calming. I used one of my favorite shampoos which Alice had got for me at her own liberty, stating something along the lines that it would make my hair more shinier, strong and smooth, though nothing was wrong with it previously. As I gently massaged my scalp with it, I thought about the past few days. Suddenly I remembered the day I had decided my career….

*-FLASHBACK-*

I was waiting in the head office for Carlisle and Esme, as they were called up urgently regarding my studies. At first when I confronted the teachers, they simply refused to answer my questions. When I went to jasper's dorm and told him about what had happened, and that mom and dad would be coming to the university in a few hours, he decided to skive his study group session and decided to spend rest of the day with me in my dorm. When he asked me what I thought could be the reasons for the authorities to call our parents o such a short notice, I wondered out loudly:

"Jazz, as far as I can remember, I have never been caught drunk or doing drugs, not have I been caught at those late night parties thrown by those gold diggers like Lauren and Jessica. As far as I can remember, I have always submitted the projects in due time, and prepared for all the summative and midterm exams and have not failed any exam. My GPA was always 4.0 and never reduced. So what could have gone so wrong that they called mom and dad on such a short notice? You know how busy dad is. If he has come all the way from New York to receive some bad news about me, he will be so disappointed. Esme will also feel bad, though she will never show it to anyone." We both knew that I was rambling, but I simply couldn't stop my nerves.

"Bella, first of all get this into the thick skull of yours that you haven't done anything wrong. Believe in yourself. I am sure that you are simply being a worrywart. Who knows why the called mom and dad. But always remember, whatever may happen, we will always love you. We are your family Bella. We will never judge you by your academic performance. I'm sure everything will be all right in the end. Now grab your coat, and let us go to the head office. Mom and dad's meeting should have finished by now." Jasper said soothingly. I always loved my brother for this. We had a strange connection. He could easily recognize my emotions and always helped me to stay calm and levelheaded. The small pep talk that he had given me was what I exactly required. Together we hurried to the head office and found Esme and Carlisle standing there, waiting for us.

"Isabella, we have already spoken to the university authorities." Carlisle said in a very 'serious-no-nonsense' tone that he always reserved for Emmett. When I spared a glance at Esme, I saw her giving a wink to jasper. I stood still; waiting for Carlisle to tell me how disappointed Esme and he were in me. And then he gently wound Esme in his arms, while Jasper went and stood next to him. I stared at them dumbfounded. They all were grinning from ear to ear, and Esme had tears in her eyes. Carlisle must have sensed my confusion, because he decided to break the news that changed my life forever.

"Bella, the university authorities had called us to inform that you will be graduating a year earlier than everyone, due to your stellar performance in all the projects and examinations. Do you know what it means?" he waited for me to respond, but when he realized that I couldn't form any coherent sentence, he said, "That means Bella that you can become a special field agent for the FBI at an age of 20 itself, while others have to wait till they are 23."

I shook my head to clear my shock. Immediately the strong arms of my father and brother engulfed me, while my mother stood beside us, crying softly and looking at me with a feeling of pride and immense happiness at my accomplishment. At that moment, I could no longer contain myself. I broke out into sobs, as the nervousness and anticipation had wrecked my emotions. I felt so relieved and happy at this news, because I always wanted to be at the side of my father, trying to save innocent lives and arrest and punish criminals who had tarnished Earth by their mere presence. I always wanted to feel the adrenaline course through my veins as I worked on my mission. Whenever my father told us the different incidents he had witnessed, I would always place myself in his shoes, and wonder what I would have done in his place. When they released me, I sobbed into my mother's shoulder, who held me tightly and rocked me gently to calm me. That is when I had vowed that I would never look back and would stride through my way and also establish myself in the FBI ranks. I would show everyone that even women had the toughness and strength to be field agents. I would give them no reason to criticize me, and would make my loved ones proud of me. After all, I was going to get my dream job!

*-End FLASHBACK-*

Carlisledecided that since I would be younger than the other special field agents, especially those who had graduated in information & technology, I should receive two years of intensive training to prepare me physically and mentally for field operations. The next day he was going to introduce one of his trustworthy subordinates who had accepted to take the responsibility to train me. He told that the guy was Edward Masen, one of the best men in the organization. He was only 22, but just like her he too had been accepted early and in two years time, he had shown everyone his true mettle and capabilities. When Alice came to know this, she decided to take me to a shopping trip to equip my wardrobe for training, saying that I would need comfortable and tough clothes, but at the same time they should be fashionable. Lost in thoughts, I quickly dried myself and entered my bedroom, wrapped in the soft towels. I saw the outfit that Alice had chosen for me and placed on my bed. It was a sequined tank top with acid-stained demin shorts, black fishnet stockings and a cream belted faux fur coat. It was cute yet sexy at the same time. I had to agree that the pixie's sense of style and fashion was incredible. After I got dressed up, I let Alice know that I was ready. When Alice saw me dressed, she pulled me in front of the saloon, and got her equipment ready. I decided to simply let her work her magic, since trying to defy her would cause me to face her wrath, which is not a pretty sight. After half an hour of primping and curling, I finally opened my eyes. She had curled my golden-mahogany hair into retro waves with a side partition, and completed the look with a white crochet beret. Luckily she kept my make up minimal, with just some clear lip-gloss and some black kohl outlining my eyes. She paired up my ensemble with some brown knee length boots with heels, and I had to admit that I looked pretty.

"thankyoualiceyourthebest!" I said in a single breath and hugged her tight. She simply laughed, and then entwining our hands, we headed out to the hall where the guys were waiting. Emmett was forced to come with us, as he had no other work to do, and wanted to spend ample bonding time with us before he left for his work in a few days. Jasper, on the other hand was coming with us since Alice asked him to. I didn't mind, knowing that by the measure of shopping Alice would be doing today, any number of extra hands to hold the bags would help me. We climbed into Jazz's Maybach Exelero. We went to Bloomingdale's, and as soon as she entered, she went into a shopping frenzy. We decided to let the boys have their fun, and told them that we would call them when we were done and then they could come and pick us up. From store-to-store Alice dragged me, and I soon realized that it was useless to keep up resistance. She threw various outfits at me, and ushered me to the closest trial room with a heap of clothes in my hands. The clothes varied from sundresses to jumpsuits and skinny jeans to tough leggings. Apparently, she feels that I should be prepared for all types of situations. Actually, she just needed a reason to shop. After a few hours of wandering and selecting, we approached the payment counter. Just before us stood a tall woman, with long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. She had the perfect figure, and looked like a runaway model. Just standing in the same room as her lowered my self-esteem. She was shouting angrily in her cell. Alice appraised her outfit, and in a few seconds, she smiled gleefully, happy to meet someone who had a similar sense and love for fashion.

"OMG Bella! I had seen that scarf that she is wearing in the latest edition of The Vogue, and let me tell you, it is a rare find." Saying so, Alice tapped the shoulder of the woman ahead of us. She looked to be around 20-22, almost our age. When she turned and met Alice's gaze, she looked at her in a disinteresting manner.

"Hey! I'm Alice Brandon and that scarf which you are wearing is absolutely gorgeous! I had seen it in Vogue and was searching for it everywhere. It is one of the rarest pieces of Gucci. I love it!" she told her gleefully.

"Ms. Rosalie, your dress alterations are completed. You can collect them now." The desk attendant told her, whom we came to know was called Rosalie. She simply flicked her hair over her shoulder, and without sparing us a glance, she walked away, with her heels clicking. Alice looked at her retreating figure with sad eyes, as a sense of rejection washed over her. I quickly called the guys to come and meet us outside the store, in an effort to lighten her mood. We quickly paid for the clothes, and grabbed many bags in each hand and headed out. When we met them, they noticed the absence of Alice's usually bubbly mood after shopping. When I told them what happened, jasper immediately hugged her and kissed her softly. Emmett simply ruffled her hair and promised to teach a lesson to the woman who messed with his squirt. She simply nodded, but when I promised to gift her the same scarf on Christmas, she screamed gleefully, and resumed her previous happy mood. We headed to the food court, and were simply chatting and discussing. Alice revealed that after graduating from her fashion designing school, she would accept the internship she received from Ralph Lauren and then if possible she would launch her own line. I told everyone about the advanced training in which Carlisle had put me in. they too approved of his idea. Jasper had already received his acceptance to Harvard medical college, and would be heading there after graduation. He wanted to get a doctorate in child psychiatrist field. Emmett was made the vice president of his law firm due to his success streak, but he was deciding to do something else when a suitable time came. I took a deep breath, feeling the excitement grow in my bodies, in anticipation to my meeting with my trainer the next day. Never did I think that a single meeting could change my life forever.

Only time will tell.