Chapter Two

After a quick call to my friend Alice Brandon, also mine and Rose's personal shopper, I drag Jacob to my room to prepare him for the night. I spent thirty minutes alone just trying to get him to remember the basic info; my name, how we "met" (through a mutual acquaintance. If I said Hilton, would they just think Paris rather than the hotel?), and of course how to avoid answering the relationship questions. He was a natural.

About an hour after my call to Alice there was a knock at the door. I got up fast from my spot on the comfy brown couch nearly tripping in the process and sprinted to answer it. I could hear Jacob try to supress his laughter behind me as I opened the door.

"Three dresses, two pairs of heels, a scarf, six necklaces, four rings, five bracelets. Not to mention earrings, three suits, some jeans, a few button downs, slacks, suspenders, a leather jacket, three pairs of dress shoes, a hat, and of course a rolex."

"ALICE! Oh my God. You are a life saver!" I yell pulling her into a friendly hug. She was a tiny little person with an incredible amount of energy and fashion sense. She hugged me back as Jacob got off the couch and at the same time two guys wheeled in racks of covered garments.

"Jesus." Jacob said under his breath. I released Alice and turned to Jacob with my arm still around her shoulder.

"Ali, this is my...umm...date for the night," I say introducing them, "Jacob, this is my good friend Miss Alice Brandon, fashionista extraordinaire." I laugh slightly at my own giddiness of being around someone so important to me. Especially someone I don't get to see very often.

"Nice to meet you Miss Brandon," Jacob says extending his hand. Alice doesn't reach for it. Instead she smiles so wide I'm surprised her face doesn't break.

"It's so nice to meet you Jacob!" she squeals, jumping in his arms and hugging him for what I would think is a little too long, "Please, just call me Alice." Jacob laughs at her enthusisism. But when they finally release each other I can't help but to start laughing til my stomach hurts.

"Hmm...yea, I think the first suit should fit perfectly," Alice said pulling the tape measure she had secretly used on Jacob out from behind his back. He joined in with my laughing as Alice walked off towards the racks that were set up in the living room.

After we calm down from our hysterics, we follow her small form and are immediately grabbed by the men who had wheeled in the racks. They had us in chairs, redoing my make-up, styling my hair, and making Jacob blush as his stylist wanted to pluck his eyebrows. I didn't let them.

Alice was doing what Alice does. She pulled one thing out, put it back, pulled something else out, and put that back. She did this repeatedly until she started over with the original piece. I wasn't too worried, I knew she was a fashion genius, but when my make-up and hair was finished I was growing nervous with how much time we had left.

"Alice, we have like, maybe thirty minutes to get there. I don't wanna rush you but we really need to get dressed. Like soon." I say standing directly behind her.

She sighed and pulled out a garment bag, then some dress shoes, a tie, and a watch. She held them out for Jacob and he immediately jumped from his seat to change. I told him he could change in the bathroom and then returned my attention to Alice.

Jacob was really being great about this. He wasn't freaking out like I thought he might. He looked like he was enjoying it. During the time it took to get ready I don't remember a time when I wasn't laughing or didn't have a smile on my face. It was refreshing to not have to fake a smile for once but a genuine one was in its place.

"Ok Bella, rings or a necklace?" Alice asks not even bothering to look up from her mission. I vote rings and she deftly pulls some out that she thinks will match with the outfit I haven't even seen yet. She tells me to put them on. As I do, she unzips another garment bag and pulls out a floor length dress with a pair of matching heels.

I'm ordered to strip fast and I do. I'm left in my matching black lace bra and panties and right as I'm stepping into my dress, the bathroom door opens and I hear a sharp intake of breath.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" Jacob squeaks. I can feel my embarrassment increase but quickly dull it by laughing slightly at the situation.

"Jake it's fine. When you're in the spotlight as much as I've been you get use to people seeing you in a lot less then what I'm wearing." I'm trying to placate him but at the same time myself. Because to be honest with myself, it's the first thrill I've felt since Edward.

He tries to keep his eyes on my face but as I slowly slide the dress up my body they do stray. I smirk to myself when he has to physically turn around. It's nice to know I can still affect someone like that. Deciding to give him a break I turn back to Alice.

"Ali, zip me up please," she obliges and soon enough Jake and I are making our way to the lobby to wait for our ride. When we get to the front desk we can see through the glass doors that there are in fact many flashing cameras hoping to get the first glimpse. I was growing nervous. I really didn't want Jacob to get freaked out by this.

My cell buzzes with a new text telling me our ride is right past the paparazzi. I show Jake the text and he smiles and guides me to the door.

Here goes nothing. Or everything...

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