Disclaimer: Anything that belongs to the story-line of Twilight © Stephanie Meyers.
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"Edward? Edward! What are you doing?" I asked, peeking over my husband's shoulder. He hid whatever he was working on from me and turned around, kissing me softly.
"I'm not telling." He said, smiling playfully at me. I pouted, "Why not? I thought you loved me."
He didn't fall for it this time, "Of course I love you, silly Bella. This is going to be a surprise for you, and it's not a surprise if you see it before it's finished." He said, kissing my forehead.
I huffed, "You're so mean…" I sighed heavily, but sat down, "I don't like surprises." I said, raising an eyebrow at him.
He tucked whatever it was into his pocket and sat beside me, opening his arms.
I crossed my arms, trying to be stubborn, but he unleashed the full power on of his eyes on me and I gave in, crawling onto his lap and leaning against his chest.
I listened to every breath that he inhaled and exhaled, his fingers rubbing small circles on my back.
My mind wandered to Victoria. Though she is dead, even thinking about her scared me, if only a little. I could never shake the feeling that she would be back, even though I had watched with my own two eyes that she was dismembered and her body parts burned by the Greek God whose lap I was currently placed in.
"What are you thinking about, love?" Edward asked, looking down into my eyes. Though, he had become almost accustomed to being unable to hear my thoughts, I could still catch the hint of annoyance that carried in his voice whenever he asked that question.
"Victoria." I answered, leaning back into his arms, so my butt was on his lap, his arms behind my back and under my knees. I felt like a little girl again.
I saw a flash of anger in his eyes, but when he replied, his voice was calm, "Why are you thinking about her?"
I sighed heavily, closing my eyes and slipping my hand into his, "I don't know." I admitted, "I just can't shake the feeling that she's coming back."
Edward shook his head, "Silly Bella, she cannot come back." He reassured me, "It is impossible for her to, she was burnt completely. Not even ashes were left, I checked myself."
Hearing him say it out loud in the soothing voice that I loved, it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my chest and I smiled up at him.
He dipped his face down to my own, our lips inches apart, "You're beautiful when you smile, you know that?" He said, his breath blowing over my face. My own quickened and I swear my dead heart leapt.
Edward touched his lips to mine before lifting his head again. He looked at the door, "Come in, Alice." He said, though it sounded annoyed, there was a hint of a smile in his voice.
Alice pushed the door open, "Oh Bella-a-a!" She sang, dancing over to me.
"Yes?" I asked, a hint of fear in my voice as to why she was so very happy.
"You're coming with me, I'm going to dress you up!" She cried, grabbing my arms. Edward's hold tightened on me, "Why, dear sister, do you have a reason to dress her up?" He asked suspiciously.
"You two are going on a date!" She said, shooting him a glare, "And don't try to tell me that you didn't know, you were going to ask her. I saw it."
A soft growl rumbled from his chest, but he released his hold on me.
"Alice, can't I dress myself?" I asked, almost in a whine. "Of course not, Bella!" She said, as if appalled by my asking.
She tossed me over my shoulder and was walking out the door. I looked at Edward, "Please save me." I begged, clasping my hands together.
"I'm sorry." He said, smiling apologetically at me, "I can't do anything once Alice has set her mind to something."
I sighed and allowed her to walk me into her bathroom, dropping me on a chair in front of the vanity mirror.
"And today," Alice said in an announcer voice, "We will have two special guests. One is to make you look absolutely stunning, and the other is to make sure that it's appropriate!" She said as the bathroom door opened.
First Esme stepped in, smiling motherly-like at me, "Hello, Bella." She said, walking away from the doorway to let the other 'special guest' enter.
In walked just about the last person I ever expected to see.
Rosalie.
She smiled at me, but I could still see that she didn't fully approve of my being here. "Good evening, Bella." I could still hear the strain in her voice.
"Let's do this!" Alice said, smiling hugely. I sighed, but smiled a little. I knew that I could easily avoid makeovers, but the joy that radiated off of Alice when I allowed her to was so abounding that Jasper wasn't needed to know what she was feeling.
I sat quietly as I was poked and prodded, as my hair was tugged and my clothes were constantly changing.
After what seemed like days, I was standing in front of a full sized mirror, staring at my own reflection.
My hair was pinned up with two dark brown chop sticks and my long bangs were curly, framing my face. I was in a dark blue strapless dress, which fitted like a corset, the bottom was long, it reached my ankles with slits up the sides to the knees. I had dark blue one-inch heels, so I wouldn't trip while wearing them.
I smiled, "I look amazing." I admitted, turning around to face the two anticipating faces and the one uncomfortable face.
I hugged Alice and Esme, kissed Esme's cheek, and shook Rosalie's hand, whispering, "Thank you."
She nodded and smiled, a smile that actually reached her eyes. That was only the second authentic smile I had ever gotten from her.
Alice opened her mouth to announce something, but Edward yelled from outside the door, "Don't even think about it Alice. I am driving her and you will not interfere."
She rolled her eyes, smiling, "Okay Bella, have fun on your date with Mr. Separation disorder." She said, "Good luck."
I waved to the girls before opening the doors and walked out into the hallway, shutting the door behind me.
I looked around, unable to find Edward down the long stretches of hallway to my left and right.
Someone wrapped their arms around me and rested their chin on my shoulder, "You look beautiful." He said, kissing my cheek softly.
If I could still blush, I would've, instead, my body slowly began to disappear from view.
Edward chuckled and released my body, only to take my hand in his.
My body returned to its solid version and we walked down the hallway hand-in-hand.
Why did I disappear? Well, in my human life I was shy, and when I got embarrassed I often wanted to disappear. Now, when I get embarrassed, I do disappear, literally.
Problem is, only I disappear, my clothes, makeup, and hair accessories stay visible, so they just float in midair. So, I am determined to stay completely unembarrassed while in public.
That's not hard, seeing as now the only ones who can embarrass me are the Cullens and they know not to in public, for, they're not idiots.
Edward walked me to his silver Volvo and opened the door, allowing me to slip in. He tipped his head and closed the door. Almost as soon as he did he was in the drivers' seat.
An involuntary giggle escaped my mouth and I covered it with my hand, my body disappearing.
"Don't be embarrassed, love, I love the sound of your laugh." Edward said, kissing my temple before buckling his seat belt.
I followed suit and soon we were driving in the evening sun. I looked out the window at the blur which was the landscape. My hand was enclosed in Edwards and I smiled unconsciously.
The blur came to an abrupt stop and I found us near the path that led to some unknown destination.
The door was opened for me and Edward offered me his hand. I placed mine in his and allowed him to help me out of the car.
He placed a soft kiss atop my hand and I suddenly found myself in his arms, held tightly to his chest.
I gave him an annoyed look; he knew I didn't enjoy being carried, even if I did enjoy the closeness that was the effect of it.
"Alice." He explained, "She told me that if I allowed your makeover to be ruined she would unleash the wrath of Rosalie on me."
I shook my head at my little sister's antics. Okay, so technically she's my older sister. Okay, technically she's not my sister at all but she might as well be, we'd be living with each other for the rest of our lives – I mean, existences.
For a split second wind was flying past me and then we were still. I opened my eyes and smiled at what I saw.
Our meadow was bathed in the fading light, the setting sun sending purple, pink, and orange playing across it in a beautiful array of colors.
"It's beautiful." I breathed, soaking in the beauty of it. Edward smiled, taking my hand, "But not near as beautiful as you."
I kissed his cheek, telling him he had done good and he led me to the center, where I had first lied with him.
As I cuddled to his chest, watching the sun slowly dip beneath the hills, the only thought that ran through my mind was, 'Nothing could ruin this. We'll be together for all eternity.'
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