Okay, so it took me a little longer to update than I thought it would. My computer went hay-wire on me, the stupid thing.
But, here's the second chapter. I tweaked the summary a little bit. I'm excited about this story, I really am.
Well, enjoy! And tell me what you think after you're done, please.
Disclaimer: Twilight and all it's characters are not mine. Stephanie Meyer did it.
Summary: Bella meets Alice on a plane flight to New York. The two become fast friends. Alice invites Bella back to California with her. But did Alice invite her out there just because they are friends, or does the pixie want to hook Bella up with her brother, Edward Cullen, a famous actor with a horrible girlfriend?
Alice was right when she said we'd be great friends. Within an hour of our plane taking off I felt like I had known her forever. She was charming and full of life. We talked almost nonstop until the plane hit the ground, only pausing when the stewardess interrupted us or to take drinks from our waters.
I was shocked when the captain announced over the loudspeaker that we would be landing soon. I spun around quickly to look out the window. It was dark out, the city below us illuminated by the bright lights. It was a breathtaking sight.
Alice and I both laughed. "I can't believe we've been talking this whole time! It's been the funniest trip ever for me," I exclaimed.
"I know what you mean. What hotel are you staying at, Bella?" Alice asked, looking hopeful. I doubted that we would be staying close to each other. Alice's family was very high-class and treated her like royalty. She told me that she was going to New York just for a shopping trip, nothing special. She acted like it happened every other week or something. My family on the other hand, though Phil had a lot of money, tended to be a bit stingy. This trip was a very rare surprise, and I wasn't likely to be getting another present for the next two years from him.
"On The Ave," I told her. She looked disappointed.
"Oh. Well, give me your number, Bella. I'd hate to loose you forever!" She was digging around in her large purse for something as she said this. I smiled. Alice was one of a kind. I told her my number when she pulled out her Blackberry, which she quickly stored. Since my phone was in my bag overhead, Alice just wrote hers on my hand.
We continued to talk until the plane landed. As we pulled our carry-on bags down, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. I hoped that Alice and I would stay in touch. Even though we had known each other for only one flight, I thought of her as my best friend.
"Promise you'll answer your phone when I call," she demanded when we were waiting for our luggage. Her hands were on her hips, and she was looking at me with a stern look on her face. I could see the corner of her mouth twitching to turn up into a smile. I nodded my agreement to her, which caused the grin she was trying to hold back come out in full force, as bright as the sun.
I felt incredibly sad when Alice and I had to go our separate ways. She drew me into a big hug, embracing me so tightly I could barley breathe.
"I'm so glad to have met you. I'll call you tomorrow," she said, letting me go.
"You too, Alice. Call me in the morning. We'll have coffee and breakfast or something," I said, thinking about how nice it would be to go out for coffee for once. I hadn't done that since I lived in Arizona with my mom three years ago. Angela and Jessica didn't drink coffee, but I knew Alice did. We had laughed over our similar addictions to the dark liquid.
"That sounds wonderful! I know the most perfect place. You'll love it, I swear," she gushed out.
"Bella!" I heard my name being called. I turned to see my mom waving wildly at me. Phil was standing next to her, holding her hand. I was pretty sure that was the only reason she wasn't bouncing around like a cartoon character. I waved back, beaming at her. It was good to see her face again. She looked like an older version of me, but much prettier in my opinion. There was always a smile on her face, and her wide eyes had this excited, childlike innocence about her that just drew you in.
"I'll see you later, Alice," I said, giving her another hug, which she returned enthusiastically.
I rushed over to my mom and Phil. I was so happy to see them both. Phil had never been big on the whole touchy-feely thing (something I had always found strange, seeing as he married my mom, who was queen of touchy-feely), so he simply shook my hand. My mom, on the other hand, threw herself at me. She held me so tightly that I couldn't even move to return the embrace. She was rocking us back and forth.
"Mom, I need air," I gasped out after three long minutes of barely being able to breathe. She let go of me with an "Oh!" of shock.
"I'm so glad to see you, Bell-Bell. I've missed you so much!" She exclaimed. Phil was loading my luggage into his car, as Renee pushed me towards the backseat. I expected her to get in the front seat next to Phil but she surprised me by sliding in next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. My mother was always surprising me. We weren't really the mother-daughter type people; we were friends who just happened to be mother and daughter. My mom was hare-brained and erratic, loving and friendly, caring and nurturing, but never quite adult-like. I had always felt that I raised her, instead of her raising me. Phil was a godsend to me. He had a great amount of patience and love for her, It was because of him that I was able to go live with my dad, Charlie in Washington, and get to know him more.
The ride to the hotel was a short distance, but it took us forever to get through traffic. My mom talked to me almost non-stop, throwing questions at me and barely giving me time to answer them before launching into a more. That was okay, though; I was just happy to have Renee sitting next to me again. After getting me settled into my huge hotel room, Phil and Renee took me out to dinner. I was starving. We ate at McDonald's. I wasn't in the mood for anything fancy, nor was a dressed for it. I ordered a Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese, fries, and a shake. I loved the fact that I was able to eat something so fattening without worrying. I didn't care if it wasn't 'attractive' for me to eat so much. I loved to eat real meals, not that tiny salad junk that females do just to impress guys.
I ended up falling asleep very late, around three in the morning, so when my phone rang at nine, I almost didn't wake up to it. The only reason I actually heard it was because I slept with my phone under my pillow. It was a bad habit, but useful in times like these. I flipped it open without opening my eyes.
"Hello?" I asked into the phone, my voice barely above a horse whisper.
"Bella? Oh, no, I didn't wake you up, did I?" I heard Alice's voice ask, going from excited to worried. She had to shout about the noise in the background. I opened my eyes and sat up.
"Alice, hi. Uhm, no, it's cool," I reassured her quickly as I climbed out of the bed. "What's going on?"
"Nothing, really. I'm walking around looking at all these marvelous stores. How long do you need to get ready before I come by?" she asked. I didn't understand the question at first, but then I remembered. We planned for coffee and breakfast this morning.
"About a half hour," I said, taking clothes and my makeup bag out of my suitcase and rushing into the bathroom. I started the shower while I waited for Alice to reply. At the moment, I could hear her fawning over something she had seen in a store window. "Just meet me downstairs," I continued when she didn't answer.
"Perfect! I'll be there soon, Bella. Toddles!" She hung up the phone after I said my good-bye to her.
I took an even quicker shower than I had yesterday morning. As I was washing the conditioner out of my hair, I made a promise to myself that I was going to take a very long, hot shower tomorrow morning. I hated short showers. I liked to relax under the warm flow of the water hitting my body softly.
It took me exactly a half hour to get ready. When I went down to the lobby, Alice was already waiting for me. She was decked out in a burgundy one-shouldered top, dark blue skinny jeans, brown wedge platform shoes, and a large, floppy white hat. She looked very classy and attractive. I wanted to rush back up to my room and change out of my old blue jeans and plain green T-shirt into something more attractive. Alice literally skipped over to me when she saw me. She grabbed my hand as she gushed out her hello, and pulled me outside.
"Let's go! I haven't had my coffee yet, and I desperately need some. I didn't want to have some without you," she told me as she tried to get a cab's attention. A taxi stopped recklessly in front of us, causing me to jump back. Alice let out a giggle as we climbed into the back seat. She informed the driver of our destination, who only grunted in response. It didn't take us long to get there. Alice paid the driver, not listening to me as I protested that I should pay half of it.
"Nonsense, we're friends. You save your money for our shopping spree!" I looked worried. I wasn't much a fan of shopping, and I knew Alice was. "It'll be fun, don't worry," she tried reassuring me, patting my hand gently. I laughed as we walked into the small café. We ordered our coffee and each got muffins to eat. As we sat down at the table, Alice looked me over with a serious look on her face.
"Bella, do you have a boyfriend?" she asked me, her hands folded over her cup. I had just taken a bite of my muffin, so I simply shook my head. "Hm. Any siblings?" I wondered where she was going with this, but shook my head again. She nodded and looked thoughtful as she took a bite of her own muffin and then a sip of her coffee.
"Why?" I asked her, curious. She held up a finger to ask me to give her a minute. I did.
After what seemed like an eternity, she finally answered. "Okay, I'm going to ask you something, and it's going to sound weird, especially since we just met each other yesterday, but I feel like I've known you forever. I know you're the right person for this. He won't stand a chance against you. You're just so perfect," She babbled on. I didn't understand what she was trying to tell me at all.
"What?"
"Oh! Sorry, lost in my own world. How would you like to come to my home in California in three weeks?" she asked, looking at me with a hopeful glint in her wide eyes. I stared at her, speechless. "Well, you don't have to decide now, if you don't want to," she rushed on when I didn't answer, "You can wait and see how well we get along, though I'm positive that we're going to be the best of friends ever, and decide before we leave."
I nodded. "I'll think about it, okay? We did just meet, after all."
"Of course! That's all I can ask of you right now." She was nodding enthusiastically, though, looking very happy indeed. "Now, let's finish these muffins and go shopping!"
There you go, people.
The second chapter.
I'll hopefull have another one up in the next few days, but I'm not going to promise anything. Just in case something happens.
Review, please!
I like to know how I'm doing, and if you want me to continue or not.
Later, alligators.