AN: Hey people! I wanted to dedicate this chapter to Minotaur, because her review made me shmile. :D I WANT YOU ALL TO READ MY SISTER'S DEPRESSING STORY! Her author name is CarlySweety and she only has on fic, so it shouldn't be too hard to find :D.

BPOV

I knew three things for absolute certain. One, this crinkly paper crap was giving me a wedgie. Two, the man in front of me was a gift from whatever god is out there. Three, if I didn't get a date with this delicious man, Alice would get one for me. And for that, I wasn't sure if I was to be grateful or frustrated. So, instead of complaining, I sat patiently and answered his seemingly curious questions.

"Is your friend here with you?" he asked, with a hint of hopefulness radiating in his tone.

"Yeah, she's outside in the hospital's horrid waiting room." I let a theatrical shiver run through my spine and grinned up at him.

"Shall we go save her?" he asked me, amusement lighting his eyes.

"We shall!" I said in an overly - deep and man-like voice.

He chuckled and took my hand to lead me from the room.

I tried desperately to ignore the shock waves traveling from my hand and radiating all the way to my toes.

As if your toes weren't disabled enough, the negative part of my mind jeered.

I walked with him all the way to the waiting room. Which, to me and my currently jumbled mind, took absolutely too long. Alice was sitting on one of their ugly, discolored chairs, looking highly uncomfortable.

"They didn't have any Seventeen magazines, Alice?" her head snapped up at the sound of my voice, and a grin crossed her face as she laid eyes on .

"Your alive!" she cried over dramatically.

"I've been alive for 21 years, Alice." I pointed out.

Her large, sky blue, eyes rolled towards the ceiling and she scoffed.

"Aww..." she pouted as she looked upon my outfit.

I looked down at myself and found that my clothes had been wrinkled while laying down on the wedgie-paper.

"Well," I said, looking over at her with mischief written clearly in my eyes, "I guess we'll just have to break out the T-shirt and jeans."

"NO!" She cried, and grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the bathroom.

As she pushed me into the bathroom I saw her turn around and call to Edward through the door, "Don't your move a muscle, mister!"

I groaned and Alice looked at me curiously.

"Way to scare him off, Alice."

She simply rolled her eyes once more and dragged me in front of the dirty, but reflective, mirrors.

I watched in horror as she took a small pair of scissors out of her purse and started to cut the flowing, midnight blue, knee-length, skirt I was wearing to mid-thigh.

"Alice!" I squeaked and she just made an annoying shushing noise.

"The shirt looks fine." She allowed, and proceeded to push me out of the bathroom.

How did I get myself into this mess?

Oh...that.

Flashback

I was at Alice's house, just waiting for her so called "Small Party" to end.

Small, I internally scoffed, there's more than 40 people here.

"Bella," Alice whined, suddenly right beside me.

I groaned, "Alice, I will not play pool."

"It's so easy, though" she tried to persuade me.

I sighed, "Fine."

She let out a particularly high-pitched squeal and dragged me off to the pool table in the middle of the room.

I didn't hit anyone with my pool stick, I didn't knock myself in the head with a ball, I tripped. On my way over to the pool table. And made the mistake of groaning in pain when my body hit the floor full-force.

"Somebody get my car warmed up! She needs to go to the hospital!" Alice squealed, genuinely concerned.

Of course, nobody argued with her. They were drunk out of thier minds.

End Flashback

"Life sucks." I quietly whispered, and Alice let out a humorless laugh.

"I know hon, I know."

As started to come into view again, I managed to grasp just how revealing my current attire was. I blushed red as a tomato as he raised his eyebrows in question.

"She can't go back to the party all wrinkled!" Alice defended herself.

He chuckled and acted as if he was thinking her response through.

"True, true." he allowed.

"Well, anyways," Alice droned, putting high emphasis on the words, "I'm having another party Saturday, and Bella desperately needs a date. Interested?"

"I would be delighted." he answered cooly, and a heart-stopping crooked grin appeared on his face.

"Perfect." she said, but frantically glanced at her watch, the perfect role model for a person running late. "But we really have to go."

She pulled a small piece of paper out of her designer handbag and handed it to . I noticed it as my business card.

"Call her!" she cried, as she pulled me back towards the doors leading to the parking area.

"Wait!" I slapped her hand from mine and spun around. "What's your name?" I directed towards the doctor, feeling utterly ridiculous.

"Edward." he grinned at me and I almost cursed aloud as my heart started to misbehave once again.

"Bye." I breathed, and slowly followed Alice to her car.

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