Hello Readers! This is the next chapter in My Eclipse! By The Way this is a Bettina/Seth Romance and Thank You SOOO much to lizzieee! Thank you so much for being my first reviewer!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, any of the other books, characters. However I do own Bettina aka Boo, and the plot line!
Bettina's Point of View
After Alice put my books away, it was smooth sailing from then on. Emmett and I decorated the entire house, under Colonial Alice's orders. Most of the time I was on the decorating duty, hanging paper lanterns, putting flowers and other variance objects in random places. Emmett was on cleaning duty, it was hilarious seeing him in an apron, sweeping, waxing, and dusting down every last thing. Jasper went and bought the food and drinks for the party and some to put in the fridge to make it look like I am not the only person in this family that eats. Every time Alice gave Emmett another cleaning job, she would turn around and Emmett would make faces and use her body language, that made me bust out laughing on the floor.
Finally it was time for the rest of the family and Bella to leave to head to the ceremony. Dad and Esme wanted me to stay behind because I would just complain and sleep during the ceremony. Which was fine with me, I would probably just read, or go for a run. I sped up to my room as soon as we left wanting to dive into a good book before the party started. I got up there and admired my room. All the walls except one had two ceiling high book cases with dark mahogany wood. I have books from all along my life in one place, what more can I ask for? There is a couch with mocha colored cushions and fuzzy pillows. The couch faces French double doors that open up to a balcony that overlooks the forest. My bed is in the corner with lavender purple fluffy sheets, lavender and white pillows, and a thick white comforter with lavender colored flower vines on it, hey a freezing cold vampire can dream, can't she!?
When I finally decided that a book wouldn't entertain me enough, I opened the French double doors and jumped on top of the balcony railing. I surveyed the scenery, taking all the forest and greenery around me. I listen to the chirping of birds, and the howling of wolves. Probably the Quileute tribe werewolves, I have never met them, but I have heard Bella talking about her friend Jacob before. They are friends, but Edward greatly disproves, you should hear him talk about Jacob sometimes, he absolutely hates Jacob.
I decide to go for a run in my wolf form. I jumped from the railing and quickly morphed into my wolf form. I landed on all four paws; I looked at my back and admired my beautiful fur. It was pure white with blackish tips, my belly was completely white, and my face was white with a black nose.
I worked my powerful legs and ran as fast as I could, weaving in and out of trees. I jumped down a hill and felt completely airborne. My fur blew in the wind, and I felt like I was flying in slow motion, I wished I could stop time and stay in this moment now. The flying moment stopped and my paws landed hard on the ground but I kept going. My legs worked hard and fast as I turned around and headed back home, before the party started.
I ran to my room to get dressed for the party. I didn't know what my siblings' peers would think of me, so I wanted to make a good impression by being polite, dressing nice, and trying to be not annoying. Wow, what has happened to me, I have never even tried to be any of those things! Stupid Alice and Rosalie, trying to change who I am! This party better be worth it, even though I think it won't be.
Once I was in my room, I changed into my dress for the party; I rummaged through my closet trying to find the dress I was looking for. I pulled the black dress off the hanger, undressed, and put on the dress. I zipped it up, smoothed it out, and walked into my bathroom to do the finishing touches. I put my hair in a French braid, put lip gloss on, and slipped on black flats. I closed my eyes and walked over to my full length mirror; I opened my eyes and gasped.
I looked beautiful, no wait that was an understatement, I looked gorgeous. The dress was black with straps that went down to my knees, and was tight at the bust but flowed out after that. My skin still looked pale like it has for the past three hundred sixty three years. My bright gold/hazel eyes stuck out with the black dress on. My beautiful blonde hair was gorgeous in my excellent French braid. I twirled round and round, feeling like a princess. I was actually beautiful; I had just realized that as I heard Edward and Emmett's cars pull up to the driveway. Well, show time.