Okay, so I apologize for the delay of this chapter, but I got very few reviews, but I had to continue writing, I'll just have to write slower! LOL!

So, Bella has just invited the gang over, read to see what happens!

APOV

Holy shit! That is not Bella's car!

There I stood, like an idiot with my mouth hanging open and frozen in place staring at Bella's beautiful car. It was a red convertible, the one that doesn't even have a name yet because it's not in stores yet. Anywhere!

It's supposed to be the best car, the fastest, and the toughest car. No way in Heaven or Hell did she get this car. Unless she's a millionaire or something.

I then closed my mouth and looked at Edward, Rose, Emmett, and Jazz who all had the same flabbergasted expression on their faces. I was right; I had looked like an idiot.

Bella was watching them with concern, and then she looked at me and smiled slightly and blushed.

"My dad wanted me to get this car." She explained with a shrug, bringing everyone out of his or her trance, well, except for Rose. She was practically drooling over the car, and she walked stiffly over to it and touched the glossy red hood as if to see if it were real. Her eyes widened once she touched it.

"Something has replaced me." Emmett joked making me giggle and Edward and Jazzy to snicker.

Rosalie paid no attention whatsoever, and Bella seemed to have noticed the admiration. Bella smiled as she thought of something.

"Rose, if you want, you can drive my car home." She offered, and that definitely snapped Rose out of it. She was beaming.

"Really?" She asked. Bella nodded and Rose ran over to her to pull her into a tight hug. Rose kissed Bella's cheek and I felt like Bella had replaced me. Rose only kissed my cheek, well, besides Emmett of course.

"Rose, you have to be careful though. I just got it, and I would like it to survive for a little while. And we have to go through the forest, so it will be a tight fit." She explained, and Rose quickly agreed.

Wait a minute… Then that mans I have to ride with Edward! I pouted and Bella noticed. Wow, she really cares about us even though she's only known us for about a day.

"What's the matter, Alice?" She asked, and Jazz's arms automatically wrapped around my waist in comfort.

"I don't want to ride with Edward." I complained, and then Edward was fighting a smile. I knew he heard it differently, but I didn't want to ride in the Volvo when there was this car right in front of me! Bella thought about it for a few seconds and then finally came up with an idea.

"I'll go with Edward, and you guys can go in my car." She concluded. Who would've thought it would be so hard to get to someone's house. And I noticed Edward's smile as she said that. Rose and I have a lot to plan.

"I don't care as long as I get to drive your car, Bella." Rose stated and waited anxiously by the driver's door.

"Wait, how will we get to your house? Rose has no idea where you live, and someone needs to direct us there." Jasper pointed out. Bella shrugged, indifferent.

"They can use my GPS, just tell it 'home', and it will direct you there." My eyes widened. Wait, wait, wait! You tell it where to direct you? Bella notices too much, and so she answered my silent question. "It was made like that. I don't know, my father just thought I wasn't capable of finding my way home on a regular GPS."

"Can we go now? We'll be here forever." Rose complained and I nodded. Bella tossed Rose the keys, and she quickly went in.

Jazz sat next to me in the back seat while Rose started the calm engine and we glided through the forest after requesting home.

EPOV

Bella had somehow managed to make everyone happy, even my sister, which was pretty hard to do.

I led her to my car and opened the door for her; she blushed as she slid in.

I was amazed to have seen her car so high scaled. I mean, it wasn't even out yet. I slid into the driver's seat and I followed close behind Bella's red car through the narrow path of the forest.

"So, Edward, who's your girlfriend?" Bella asked, and I had to hide a smile.

"I don't have one." I admitted. Shock filled the car.

"Really? But I thought all of you guy-"

"Nah. I'm not really the dating type of person." I answered, and she nodded. "How'd you get that car? I don't mean to pry."

She laughed a musical laugh that melted my heart before answering. "You're not prying. And, I've said before, my father bought it for me because he thought it would be best."

I couldn't help but notice the way she spoke was so formal. She doesn't sound like a seventeen year old. And I blurted out my next question before thinking about it.

"How old are you, really?" Too late now.

"Seventeen. May I ask why?" She seemed surprised by my question, well, that makes two of us.

"It's just- Well, you don't act seventeen." I admitted, feeling my cheeks flame. Holy shit! Since when do I blush? She giggled.

"No. I am seventeen. I basically had to take care of myself when younger, while my parents were away on business." The answer seemed well rehearsed, but I didn't push it any further.

"You don't seem much like a seventeen year old either." She concluded. I shrugged.

"When you live with Daddy's Girl, you've gotta grow up." God, I sounded so un-formal around her. She nodded. "Do have any brothers or sisters?"

"No. It's just me."

We rid the rest of the ride in silence as I tried to put some of the pieces together. She was such a mystery. So different. I think I love her.

We stopped in front of a huge white house; I had to have had more than two floors. The houses here in Forks, the most levels were one, except for our two story home. But that was because we built it. Maybe Bella had this house built for her.

It was absolutely amazing, and we all got out slowly to study the beautiful bordering and the porch swing outside.

"Aw shit!" Bella hissed wile looked furiously through her backpack.

"What?" Everyone asked in unison, tearing his or her eyes away from the master house.

"I forgot my keys." She hissed and looked up at us apologetically. She scanned the house and sighed. She walked over to the front door and knocked on it.

Who would be in her house? We waited two minutes and no one came. She rang the doorbell, but no one came.

"Remind me to make a spare key." She looked at Alice, and she nodded. Bella then took off her sneakers and climbed onto a tree and opened the window. She looked surprised that it was open, and I figured that it should have been locked. Bella slid in, and we all were left out there, bewildered, who would've thought that she climbs. The door suddenly started to unlock, and it swung open. Bella was smiling smugly inside.

"Come in." She said and we all stepped in dazed. And her house was huge. It was marvelous. It was a masterpiece.

I heard Emmett curse under his breath and we looked at the tiled flooring, the chandeliers that hung casually, the huge rooms with fine furniture. This defiantly beats my home. Bella sat on the couch, and watched us, but she also looked around to see the house herself. I had the feeling that she doesn't know it too well.

"Damn, Bella." Emmett boomed. Bella smiled with a blush.

"Your house is beautiful." Alice concluded.

"Thanks." Bella whispered and then shot up. "Well, I don't really know every room, but I can show you them, if you guys would like."

There were murmured agreements and we followed her as she led us around. She had a lot of room, and a few bathrooms.

She led us to the third level and into her room.

"This is my room." She explained. I saw the classical music lined along the walls, the books, and the two huge double doors that led somewhere else. Bella looked at Alice when we got to the huge double doors.

"Alice, I think you'd enjoy this room the best. But you must forgive me for my lack of style." And with that, she swung open the doors and Alice walked in with her eyes wide and she squealed and ran into the huge walk in closet that just screamed for Alice. We all chuckled and Alice examined everything in the closet.

The house was absolutely magnificent.

"Okay, next floor." Bella sighed. Next? There's no more stairs….

"C'mon." She said and grabbed a ladder and pushed up the square and pulled herself in it. She looked at us through the square and her hair flowed down. "Are you coming or not?" She asked with a smile and Rose got in first, Alice had reluctantly tore away from the closet and went in next, followed by Jasper, then Emmett and then me. There were another three rooms up here, and I wondered why she would need so many,

"Hey, Bella, why so much rooms?" Emmett asked for me. Bella looked walked around with her hand sin her pockets, and shrugged, not facing us.

"I don't know. I never invite anyone over. My mother and father should know that. But only in letters do we communicate." She answered, still not facing us. She doesn't even know her parents. It all makes sense. Her parents buy her goodies to make up for the fact that they had sent her away. But why did they?

"Wait, wait, wait. Hold up a second here. You only talk to your parents through letters?" Emmett asked, and everyone else looked uncomfortable, but Bella turned towards Emmett with a sad smile.

"Yes. Maybe later you will be informed of more, but at the moment, I am not permitted to tell you." She always spoke in a formal matter. "But to answer your question more fully, yes. I do not even have pictures of my parents. That is also not permitted." She wasn't looking at us now, walked with her hand sin her back pockets.

"Sorry, Bella." Alice whispered. Bella sighed heavily and then turned back at us with an obviously forced smile.

"No. It's fine. Shall we be going back don to the downstairs living room?" She offered and we all nodded. The ladder was no longer at the bottom, and I heard a man's laughter. Bella seemed to have known this, because she sighed as her legs dangled. She took a deep breath and started to yell. "Jacob, get that ladder back here!"

Who the hell is Jacob? Who the hell am I to ask? Damn. She's got a boyfriend.

Wow, she could yell loud for someone so small. Reminds me of Alice. I heard laughing again. She grunted and dropped from the whole, landing perfectly.

"Jacob! Get that ladder back here this instant! There are other people here!" She yelled.

"Who the hell is here?" The voice, I assumed it was Jacob, yelled back, quite angry.

"Some friends I invited from school." Friends. She thinks we're friends. I beamed at the thought.

"Do they know?" A man with a muscle t-shirt hissed and set the ladder beneath the hole.

Bella threw her head back and groaned. "No. They don't. You think I'd be that stupid as to tell them when I've only known them for a day?"

"Well, since you have invited them after only knowing them a day." Jacob pointed out.

"We'll discuss this later when the guests are not here." Bella answered back, red when she looked up the hole. Emmett went down first, they all had been to occupy with something to have heard the conversation. Everyone followed after that, and Bella stood next to me and grabbed my wrist before I could get to the stairs. I felt a bolt of electricity run through me.

"How much did you hear?" She asked, looking at her hand puzzled.

"What?' I pretended to act oblivious. She sighed.

"How much of our quarrel did you hear?' She demanded.

"All of it." I admitted. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, trying to calm herself down.

"Okay. Thank you for your honesty. You may presume to the rest of the company." She said in her formal tone and we went into the living room on the first floor. Everyone was sitting with his or her other half, and Jacob was standing tensely in a corner. Bella saw him and sighed.

"Jacob. Can I not be trusted for at least four hours?" She demanded, leaving my side to talk to Jacob. What the hell's going on here?

BPOV

I showed them around my house and then the ladder was gone. So I yelled for Jacob, and he started getting mad at me. I swear, if we weren't best friends I would call father and have him fire Jacob.

The thing that shocked me most was when he got really mad at me. And worst of all, Edward had heard most of my conversation.

Everyone was in the living room and I saw Jacob trying to hide in the corner.

"Jacob. Can I not be trusted for at least four hours?" I demanded, leaving Edward's side to talk to him.

"No." He hissed once I knew we were out of ear-shot.

"Jacob, I've never invited anyone down here. Now, please, leave, I only have the rest of my seventeen year old life to be normal. And, suddenly, I am going to miss it." I complained, a tear threatening to spill.

"Bells, they've seen your house, your cars-"

"Only one of them." I interrupted. He sighed.

"Still, they've seen enough. They just like you for your money." He said sadly, making me flush with sadness.

No… Before they knew I had money, they still wanted to come over. Didn't they? A tear had escaped the barrier and flown down my cheeks. Jacob's arms wrapped around my waist, but I pushed him away.

"No. They- They aren't like that." I tried to convince myself. "They- They- They have money, too. They're not using me."

"Bells-"

"Stop it, Jacob. I have to continue with my guests. Mother said that I would have plenty to greet constantly." I squared my shoulders and walked back to the room and then stopped and looked at Jacob. "I do apologize Jacob, but please. I order you to leave." I whispered the last part. I knew it hurt us both. We are best friends, and I know he's only looking out for me, but as princess, I have to make tough decisions.

"And, Jacob? You shall stay away until morning." I directed and walked back to the group of friends.

Maybe he's right. I mean… it's logical that they only like me because of my money. I shook off the thought and sat down next to Edward.

Something about that boy gets my heart to fly, but I have to ignore any feelings before it becomes a weakness.

"Bella, are you okay? You look kind of down." Alice whispered in concern, everyone was looking at me and I threw on a fake smile.

"Everything's charming. Please, no need to fret over me. What do you guys wish to do?" I asked, my voice laced with enthusiasm. Jacob closed the door angrily, and I knew we had just had another fight.

Alice had wanted to see my clothes, and I let her. Emmett wanted to play on the PS, and Jasper gladly played against him. Edward just watched as they played, and Rose was in my garage, looking under the hoods of all my cars.

I don't care if they're using me, because right now, it feels right. I felt like I was surrounded by people who loved me, even if it was fake love, but that was more than I received from my parents. Sure, in letters my parents had spoken of their love for me, and how they missed me dearly, but they never once sent me a picture of them, and I only know their looks because of news. And that was usually how I found things out in the castle.

Right now, this just feels right.