Chapter 1: Shopping
I was sitting in my room reading wuthuring heights, again, I might add when my pixie of a best friend comes barging in screaming her little head off. Of course, she wanted to do the dreadful activity that I could not stand!
Shopping.
"Come on bella! Me and rose have been dieing to go to the mall since forever! Were leaving tomorrow!" cried Alice.
So since, I'm stupid I agreed. I dont really mind shopping that much. But, with rosalie and alice as shopping besties you grow to hate it.
A lot.
But I had to endure it cause there my best friends, and the pixie did have a point we are leaving tomorrow.
Rose, Alice, and me have been best friends since diapers, literally. We grew up together in the same house! Granted, it was a huge mansion that all three of us shared but still. See, our parents are pretty wealthy. Our dads were huge business men!
But, thats not the only reason were friends. The main reason we got to close in the first place because we all shared something in common. We all lost our moms to a car accident.
At the same time.
I guess we would still be best friends but I reckon we wouldn't be that close! I mean, we are complete opposites!
Alice is the short, pixie like fashionista and she was the must energetic person you will probably ever meet. She bounces with excitement. Literally.
Rose, Is the most beautifulest person I have ever possible seen, with long flowing blond hair and legs any model would kill for. Rosalie suffered the hardest out of all of us. She was the closest to her mom. So, its understandable... I guess.. when she's all ice queen to everyone. Everyone but me and alice.
I guess I, in my opinion am the odd man or girl out in this case out. My beauty pales in comparison to Rose and , tell Rose or Alice that and you will die a slow painful death. I mean I'm nothing special, I have long kinda curly hair with big dull doe eyes. I guess I'm the shy one also in the group and I'm the reader. I'll read about anything. I absolutely cherish to dive into a good book and just loose myself in there worlds.
So, anyway, here I am caring all these damn shopping bags with useless clothes Alice insists that I buy, when clumsy, uncoordinated me walks right into a damn wall. Sadly, and embarrassingly enough all my clothes fly all over the place including some Victoria Secret purchases, customary of alice. Looking around I notice luckily, no one was there to witness my embarassment. But, as fate as it, there stands the wall, Adonis himself.
The god has piercing green eyes and unique messy locks of hair. He has absolutley perfect, chiseled features, and had a body to die for. This "god" also apparently seemed to be staring at my bra's and other unmentionables from Victoria Secrets smirking.
Smirking.
Should'nt he be as embarrased as me? I mean serisouly. And then he talks and it sounds like velvet and my heart goes into over drive. He picks up the most skimpish bra drops it in his pocket and walks away. All I could think of at the moment is:
What the hell?!?
