Hi it's Rosie!

just as a reminder I don't own twilight.

Big thanks to 07bellaandedward for reviewing (yes I love cherries) so this chapter is dedicated to you.

okay! the key for today is...

Rebecca's thoughts

"Bella's speech"

"Laura's speech"

"Rebecca's speech"

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RPOV (Rebecca)

After the big change in appearance, (I still feel naked without my wings) we headed due north to Port Angeles. Three steps into the journey, Bella, being Bella, tripped over her own gown

and fell. Whilst she was trying to catch her fall, one of her gloves came off causing light to shoot out everywhere, surprising her so much that her wings burst straight out of her back again.

Wait. You have no clue what I'm talking about do you? Mabe if I explain how angels work you'll understand. Oh Dear, where do I start? HHHHHHMMMMMMM... O.K. I got it! Fashon. For

angels there are a five things you will never be found without. One, a head band (and only a headband) in your hair. Two, your neacklace. (Everyone has a necklace to show other angels

that they are infact angels and what their job is, ours are golden sparrows because we're gardian angels. It's sorta like a dog tag.) Three, your gown. (Unless you'r under cover, you always

wear what humans would consider a "ball gown.") four, your flats. (We always wear what you humans would call "slippers" or,"ballet flats," but heels, flip flops, and boots, are all still worn

whilst incogneto. Exept of course for Bella whom dosn't wear heels due to her little balance issue.) And finnally five, your gloves. (You never go anywhere without your gloves, human form

or not. Because we are angels, we help channel the power of God, and handeling so much raw innocent power causes our hands to glow bright white from the middle of our palm up to our

fingertips, no matter what form we're in. This of course would be very hard to explain in a crowd of normal humans unaware of our positions, so we always wear gloves.) While on the topic

of fashion, I think I should tell my friends of a little detail we overlooked, our clothes! "Hey guys. you know it might look a little strange if we walk around town in party dresses. Don't you

think?" "Oh, I guess we forgot that part huh?" "Ooooo this'll be fun!" "how about vintage? we all like vintage right?" "yes of course!" "as long as I'm still in flats I'm up for anything." "Oh, and I

have tthe absolute perfect outfits in mind!" At that sentince Laura, of course, looked into my mind to see What I had planned, then grinned and said "They're all lovely, just lovely!" and

skipped off to change. So I told Bella what I had in mind for her and we both changed as well. In the end it went like this, at first I started out wearing a pink sparkely floor length dress with

a lace empire waist, pink elbow length gloves, pink slippers with I guess you can call it jewlled broaches on the toes, and a pure gold tear drop pearl headband. And ended up wearing an

off white silk blouse with a large bow 'round the neck, a thigh length musty purple layerd skirt, white leather gloves, off purple high heel fake leather boots with a very big knot on the front

of the ankle, and greyish legwarmers to top it all off.

Bella started out with a faint lilac floor length dress that had gems around the waist and knotted in the mid torso, black gloves with white buttons, purple slippers with sky blue gems on the

toes, and a thin silver head band with jewlled flowers on one side. And ended up in a thigh length tealish tunic shirt with elbow length ruffled sleeves a ruffled bottem and emboiderd off

white flowers around the scooped out black neckline, very dark blue capri jeans, mid forearm length white gloves, with an inch of fur around the cuff, and black studded flats.

Laura skipped out wearing a very simple lemon yellow knee length spagetti halter dress, hot pink gloves, hot pink flats with large bows on the toes, ant a very thin silk head band with a

huge bow on the side. And skipped back in wearing a pleated magenta sleevless top with a bow on the strap, long black fitted jeans, black leather gloves with ostrich feathers around the

cuff, and magenta flats also with bows on the toes. (Pictures of all on profile)

All this, however, took more time then we expected so we all silently agreed to break out our wings again and fly to Port Angeles, besides if we, or especially, our wings got tired on the way

we could always stop at that little place called Forks...

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So? shold I continue???

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I would also apreciate you taking some time out of your day to read my other stories aswell.

thankyou!!

Rosie