Alice literally bounced in her seat as I drove us to Sea-Tac airport. Rosalie, the bombshell blonde whom didn't like me, was coming home after a four year stint up in Alaska with the Denali sisters…which was good I guess because I got through my awkward stage (mostly) without having her harsh glare on me at all times or hearing her reprimanding voice when I didn't so something up to her standard.

Somehow, Alice had convinced me to pick up Rosalie with her. I'm sure Rosalie would be excited to see Alice, while only glowering at me. It's just how she was and I accepted it (it still hurt a lot).

I parked my Audi TT at the closest parking lot. Alice was already at my door while I was still taking my seatbelt off. "Come on Bella," she whined, grabbing my hand and dragging me behind her at a brisk pace.

We got to her terminal. I immediately sat down in one of those uncomfortable plastic-y chairs and pulled out my phone, "how long's it going to be Alice?" I asked.

Her eyes glazed over, "3 minutes, 12 seconds….ohhhh." She turned to me giving me a grin, worthy of the Cheshire Cat.

"What?" I said poking into her marble side. She bent her body where I poked, 'cause lets be honest people, if she didn't my finger would be broken.

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

"Nope."

"Please Ali?" I whined. She just shook her head, looking expectantly at the off ramp where plane passengers where beginning to get off the plane.

I looked back at my phone, enjoying my last moments without feeling that overpowering glare burn holes into the back of my head.

Alice's squeal caused me to jump. I glanced up and saw that she and the blonde one were hugging.

I know vampires are unbelievably gorgeous, but the blonde one was even more unbelievably, ungodly gorgeous. It seems when she left I didn't do a good job of remembering just how perfect she is. She was still the same physically but now that I was older and more aware of others around me…being in the same room as her caused my self-esteem to drop even lower than it already is.

She stood at 5' 11" with a body that Victoria Secret Angels would envy. She was the American dream girl. Her clothes (as with all the Cullens) fit her supremely. Every item she wore was fitted perfectly to her frame. Her blonde tresses were in loose curls, she looked more like she was stepping off the runway of a Milan fashion show, than off a 6 hour plan ride.

Alice, being Alice, began to talk animatedly. She motioned over to where I was sitting.

Rosalie's honey colored eyes bore into mine, I saw her intake a breath before saying something to Alice, her eyes never leaving mine. She wasn't glaring at me. Yet. If I didn't know her, I would say she was nervous but that's just an act. It was only a matter of time before she got annoyed with me and began to snap at me.

She seemed tentative in her approach. Cautious, as if I was a skittish colt. Great. Just great. It's not like I don't live with vampires day in and day out.

"Hi Rosalie." I said curtly, her brow furrowed for a moment, a frown forming on her perfectly sculpted face, before her eyes hardened. "Are you guys ready to leave? I have a date in a few hours," Rosalie growled at me. The nerve!

Her eyes darkened to the coal black, that I had long ago associated with hungry vampires…and hungry vampires tended to be a bit cranky (especially one in particular). So it would probably be best if I didn't talk to her. At all.

I ignored her (Edward always told me to). Walking to my car, I could feel her eyes raking over me in her trademark glare. I turned my head slightly, yup, I was getting the glare paired with the scowl. It was looking to be a good day. (not)

I loved my car. I really did. I just wished mom and dad, hadn't spent so much on it. I had worked at Newton Outfitters for 2 years for a reason, yet they wouldn't let me buy a car with the money I save up.

Why?

Because they were insane.

I hated that they felt the need to shower me with expensive things. I hated surprises and gift, yet I felt obligated to accept them because they were always so happy to give me gifts.

The two woman, were now arguing outside of my car. Guess, they couldn't let itty bitty Bella hear.

Whatever.

Minutes past.

20 minutes went by and they were still arguing.

I leaned into the horn, the blonde one's head whipped around giving me the fiercest glare. Ever. Heart-stopping glare.

"Are you two almost done? I have a date. My first date EVER!" I said at normal volume. When neither of the vampires seemed to budge I relented, "Alice you can even help me get dressed if you like…"

Alice screamed in delight, opening the passenger door before I could even blink. Alice beamed at me and hopped into… the backseat?

I gulped. That meant...

Oh. Shit.

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