RESIGNATION

"JASPER WHITLOCK HALE CULLEN PERSON BROTHER THING!" I heard Bella yell from upstairs. She still hadn't gotten the hang of my name.

"Coming," I said, but by the time I'd finished saying it I was already there.

"Which one?" She asked, holding up two different forms of lingerie.

I cringed. "Can you not ask Alice?" She laughed. "No! She won't be able to tell me if it's sexy or not. I need a male opinion," She stared at me for a few seconds. "So which one?"

I shut one eye and pointed to the one on the left – a grey and bubblegum-pink lacy bra with frilly fabric trailing off it.

"Thanks, Jasper!" She shunned me out of the room and locked the door behind me.

We were all packing to go to Isle Esme again, so everybody was rushing around, getting annoyed with everyone – even Carlisle was losing it. The house was chaotic. I leaned against Bella's door and stared ahead, tuning into everyone's emotions out of boredom.

Edward was out in the forest, hunting with Emmett, so I couldn't feel their emotions. Bella was excited, happy, but most of all stressed – this was her first holiday since Edward got her pregnant.

Alice was packing mine and hers suitcases in our room, and she was stressed out too – I don't know what about though.

And, as always, Rosalie was angry and fixing the car (that doesn't need fixing) in the garage. She couldn't be bothered packing. Alice was probably going to do it for her. She wanted to pack Bella's for her too, but Bella refused to let Alice pack, especially after last time they went to Isle Esme and all Alice packed was sexy lingerie. I don't know where she finds this stuff, seriously, because she doesn't buy it when she's out shopping with me and I'm basically the only person that would survive a shopping trip with Alice.

The door to mine and Alice's bedroom opened, and she sauntered out. She laid a finger on my chest. "Edward's about to catch a Kodiak bear," She said absent mindedly. "He got split up from Emmett, but they'll no doubt regroup in a few minutes." I nodded, and she looked at me thoughtfully. Love, pride. I stared at her.I should have seen this coming.

"No." I said.

"Please," She said, looking hurt.

"No, Alice,"

"Just one makeover. I promise; no makeup or nail polish this time." I shook my head. "I promise,"

"Why am I always submitted to your disastrous makeovers? Why not Edward or Carlisle?"

"Because I know none of them will give in if I ask them," She said, sticking her tongue out. I sighed, and held my arm out. She squeaked with happiness, and dragged me downstairs and into the living room, pushing me onto the sofa. She moved the coffee table away from the sofa, sat on the floor in front of me and whipped out a gold and beige patterned bag. I presume it holds magical beautifying utensils.

"Eyebrows." She stated.

"Yes, I have two of them." I pointed to them in mock seriousness. She slapped my hand away.

"Yes, yes, I know, we need to wax them, you've got Edward-caterpillars," I laughed and stroked my eyebrows thoughtfully.

"Perhaps you should wax Edward's, then," I suggested.

"He'll never let me," She said as she pulled out a pair of tweezers and a box of thin wax strips.

She pressed a wax strip onto my forehead, and stroked a finger across it, then did the same on the other eyebrow.

"This is crazy, you know," I said, grinning.

"No, it's not. At least you'll look nice when we go to the island." She said, concentrating on the wax strips.

"Who is there to look nice for? It's just us Cullens – after all, it is our island," I laughed. She ripped off one of the strips quite violently, and I winced. It didn't hurt half as much as it would hurt a human, but it still hurt. I rubbed where she had ripped the hair off.

"Don't touch it," She said, batting my hand away. She ripped off the other strip, and I winced again. She sat back on the floor, and looked at me curiously. "There. Now you're all pretty!" She rooted through the bag.

"How much of this torture must I endure?" I asked, faking exhaustion.

"Well…" She extracted a small metal instrument from the bag. I sighed.

This was going to be a long day.

called resignation because he like resigns to alice and lets her give him a makeover :')

all credits to stephenie meyer, of course