A/N: Sorry! I said that I would update Sunday but I couldn't! My mom was on the computer and I couldn't find time to type up this chapter. But I have successfully commandeered the computer so here it is, Chapter 3!

Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight and What Not to Wear, why would I bother writing a fan fiction about them?

Chapter 3

Bella POV:

I was still in shock hours later. Alice had signed me up for national television! I am so going to get back at her for this!

One of the camera men had given me two gigantic suitcases and told me to pack all my clothes in them. Sadly, all of my clothes only filled one of the suitcases three-fourths of the way. I guess they were use to people with lots of clothes. I had just finishing packing a bag with some toiletries into a bag when Edward dropped through my window.

"Love you must be going to bed soon. You need to be up at 4AM tomorrow." He said Charlie is driving you to the airport."

"But I want you to drive me to the airport."

"Can't Love, My flight leaves an hour earlier than yours and I have to drive to San Francisco."

"What! Where are you going? And why do you have to leave from San Francisco?"

"I'm going to New York City too, but since I'm not supposed to be, I'm flying out from San Francisco."

"But why?"

"To protect you of course!" Edward nearly shouted. "New York City is crawling with vampires. Knowing your track record, you would probably be dead within an hour after you got there! Not to mention Alice saw you tripping and falling a grand total of 1,874 times and I need to be there in case anything serious was to happen."

I sighed; Edward is so over protective sometimes, well actually, all the time. But the more I thought about it the more sense it made. I probably would get hurt, whether it is from my clumsy-ness, a vampire or from getting mugged by some creep. And I wasn't totally against Edward coming along. It would be nice to spend some time with him with out Charlie breathing down our necks or having the rest of the Cullen's eavesdropping on us.

"Now love, as it seems that you are not going to object my going along, you need to go to bed."

"Fine, but only if you promise to sing my lullaby for me."

"Of course Love."

My eyes slowly dropped as Edward sang the first few notes of my lullaby and before I knew it I was fast asleep.

I awoke the next morning to a shrieking alarm clock. Edward must have reset it for me because it was 4 o'clock in the morning and no sane person sets their alarm that early. I sleepily got dressed and then lugged my suitcase down the stairs. That must have woke Charlie because he came downstairs looking very bleary eyed and wearing a bathrobe over his pajamas.

"Morning Bells." He yawned

"Good Morning Dad." I answered brightly which was unusual for me, given how early it was.

It took us about another half an hour to eat breakfast. Then we loaded the car and set of to the airport. I was flying out of Seattle's airport on a non-stop flight to New York. It was a 6 and a half hour flight but I was armed with a Sudoku book so let the boredom try to get to me!

Edward POV:

Alice and Emmett were so excited about going that we were at the airport 4 hours ahead of time. We then had to sit around for 4 hours at an airport. Alice and Rosalie were shopping at the airport stores, Emmett and Jasper were playing rock, paper, scissors, Esme and Carlisle were waiting peacefully, and I was bored out of my mind. There were so many thoughts at the airport that it was hard to block them all out. Random thoughts kept slipping through my barriers.

"Oh my god! My flight leaves in 10 minutes and I'm on the wrong side of the airport!!"

"Hmmm… Blueberry muffin or lemon poppy seed?"

"The plane will not crash, the plane will not crash, the plane will – screw this - WERE ALL GONNA DIE!"

I got out my MP3 player and turned on the music. It did supply some relief from the constant noise of people's thoughts. Only 53 more minutes, 52… I kept telling myself.

"If this flight is delayed one more second, I am suing this airline!"

Our flight could not leave soon enough. Finally the call for everyone to start boarding the plane has announced and I was the first one in line. I hope no one had noticed me because I went a little faster than humanely possible.

I sat down in my seat and closed my eyes. Only 7 hours till I see Bella again. Her being on her own made me so worried it was no wonder Jasper switched seats with Carlisle so he wouldn't be sitting right next to me.

Bella's POV:

When I arrived in New York there was a limo waiting out front for me. It was very, very, very nice. I wondered if the Cullen's had a limo. I thought about it on the ride to my hotel and came to the conclusion that the Cullen's probably owned several limos, all of which could reach speeds over 150 miles per hour. If they didn't have one, which was unlikely, I was definitely getting one.

I reached my hotel almost an hour later and seeing the limo, the bellboys jumped to attention and unloaded my bags so quickly they could have been mistaken for vampires. I was staying at the Embassy Suites. The outside of the building was all glass and was very modern and chic. I was definitely going to like it here. I checked in at the lobby and they gave me my room keys. I was all the way on the 53rd floor. I walked over to the elevator and pressed number 53. When I got out of the elevator I was astounded, there was only one double door on the right side of the hallway and regular doors on the left. Figuring that it was just a banquet hall or a boardroom I didn't even take notice of it as I walked down the hallway. 5314, 5315, 5316 the next one should be room but the next number was 2618. I turned around and there were the large double doors and my room number and a large plaque denoting it to be the Presidential Suite. I was flabbergasted. I was absolutely sure that your average person on What Not to Wear did not get to stay in the Presidential Suite. I wondered who Edward had bribed and how much money he had them bribed with. I unlocked the room and walked inside in a daze. The first room I walked into was a large and very comfortable looking living room. Of to the right there was a large dining room. There were also two hall ways, one leading to the left and one directly in front of me.

I walked slowly down the hall way to the left and opened the door to find a humongous room with a king size bed in the middle of it. There was another door in this room. Behind it was a bathroom bigger than my bedroom in Forks. I raced back down the hallway and then up the other one now eager to see what was at the end of it. I opened the door and there was another bedroom even larger than the first. This bedroom also had a door which is assumed lead to another bathroom, a walk-in closet, and a balcony that provided an amazing view of the city. I plopped down onto the bed and almost instantly fell asleep. It was the most comfortably thing I had ever laid on. Then I remembered that someone had to have paid for this, namely Edward. Grrr…He already spent more than enough on me. This was completely unnecessary. I did not need TWO king size beds. What was he thinking! I was just about to call him and yell at him when there was a knock at my door. I ran to go open it tripping several times on my way. When I opened the door it was a camera man.

"Ms. Swan if you're ready, your limo is waiting for you downstairs. We are going to film the first part of the show tonight so you need to take your suit case with you."

"Okay!" I turned around to pick up my suitcase from where I had dumped it when I went to explore my suite.

"Ms. Swan you don't need to carry that. I'll take care of it for you"

"Um, thank you?" I said unsure of myself. Something told me that the camera guy didn't do this for everyone.

We all walked over to the elevator and there was already an open one waiting for us. Another camera man pushed the button with a large 'L' for lobby and we were off.

25 minutes later the limo pulled up in front of the studio. I got out and was greeted by a doorman that told me to go the 3rd floor. Everyone here was treating me like royalty. I wondered if Edward had bribed them all or if they were just doing their job.

On the short elevator ride I was mentally preparing myself for the onslaught of criticism that I knew was coming. A very business-like woman told me to leave my suit case by the racks and someone would hang them up for me. Meanwhile, I was to go to hair and make up. A frizzy haired woman quickly put a thick layer of make up on my face. She said it would keep me from looking washed out. I was then told to put on an outfit I would wear on a daily basis. I did and they said to go in the 360 mirror and describe what I was wearing. Being inside the 360 mirror was very unnerving. I was surrounded my 12 of my selves. I was surprised Alice didn't have one of these.

"Ummm, so this is just what I wear on a normal day." I said nervously. "It's just jeans and a tee."

Stacy and Clinton opened the door and said,

"And that's the problem. You have a great figure but these clothes just hang on you and don't show it off." Stacy said. "Also you're wearing a light wash jean that will make you look like a 14 year old."

"Now if you come with us we'll show you what you should be wearing" Clinton said. They dragged me over to the mannequins that had outfits on them.

"Here a great fitted jacket will really provide shape to your figure." Stacy recommended.

"And you should find shirts with some visual interest like the lace detailing on this shirt or beading." Clinton said next. I guess that what they were saying did make sense.

"A dark jean and a pair of heels will really lengthen your legs too and make you seem older." Stacy added. I knew that she would want me to wear heels. "So how do you like this outfit."

"I really like it, but I have a problem with the heels. I'm quite clumsy and heels are not an option."

"A really low heel is still very cute and still easy to walk in." I sighed. I guess that I would have to try a pair on and when I fell they would believe me. I didn't feel like fighting with them.

"Now go put on another outfit." Clinton said.

I was told to put on an outfit that I would wear to go out on a date or something like that and then go back into the 360 mirror.

"So this is what I would wear if I went out on a date." I said. Stacy and Clinton walked back in.

"I don't notice any difference from your everyday clothes except that you're wearing a skirt." Clinton said sarcastically. He was right.

"And again these clothes are not working for your body type. You have all the right curves in all the right places and you should show them off!" Stacy said. I blushed bright red at her comment. "Now come with us and we'll show something better to wear on a date."

They had the most beautiful dress. It was midnight blue, knee-length and had beading along the neckline and the bottom of the skirt. The fabric was shimmery and caught the light.

"Now this is more suitable for a date."

"It's beautiful!" I gushed.

"And the silver clutch and heels really bring the outfit together."Clinton added. I rolled my eyes, heels again.

"So lets go over your rules for shopping" Stacy announced. "Number one, look for two or three fitted jackets that will make your look more visually interesting."

"Number two look for darker wash jeans that will make you look older."

"Number three; get shirts with decorative beading or embroidery."

"And finally get some nicer clothes for dates and going out that are different from your everyday clothes." Clinton concluded.

"Cut!" yelled one of the camera men.

"Okay Bella, now we are going to film the part when we do through your wardrobe." Said the same business-like woman. She must have been in charge of things because she had a clipboard and was directing other people around.

"Um, okay."

"So just stand right here."

The camera man that had helped me with my bag, I think his name was Bill, shouted,

"Cameras rolling in 3…" he held up two fingers, then on, and then pointed at us. I guessed that was our cue.

Stacy started,

"Bella, I think you might very well have the least amount of clothes that anyone has ever had on this show." I probably did, all of my clothes barely filled one rack.

"Well I guess that just makes are job all the easier."

"Lets see, t-shirt, t-shirt, t-shirt, t-shirt, t shirt, ooo-a sweater, t-shirt, t-shirt, Bella you have a chronic case of t-shirt over load." Stacy remarked. I did have a lot of t-shirts. "And just jeans too. Oh wait Clinton I think I see a pair of dress pants hiding back there."

"Really Bella, there's nothing wrong with what your wearing, it's just that your are always wearing the same thing." Clinton remarked. He took all of my clothes and through them into the large metal trash bin. "So let's just start over."

The same camera man yelled 'cut' again. So I assumed we were done. Stacy called me over and handed me a piece of paper with a very long list on it.

"Bella, these are the stores that we think you should try tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks!"

"Ma'am, your limo is waiting outside." Bill said to me.

"I guess I should be going now."I said to Stacy.

"Get a good nights sleep, you won't regret it. Shopping all day is killer." She said.

"Thanks!" I answered. I walked back over to the elevator and went back down to the lobby. I walked out to my limo and slid in. I breathed a sigh of relief. It felt good to be out of the studio. 25 minutes later I was back at the hotel and in my room. Which was too big and cost way too much, but incredible. I laid down on the bed and was almost fast asleep when I heard the sliding door to the balcony open. I knew it must be Edward so I quickly sat up. It was him and I ran over to him and gave him a tight hug.

"Oh Edward! I'm so glad you're here." I said.

"Yeah I had to endure 6 and a half hours on a plane with Alice, you should be glad." He answered (A/N: I know Edward isn't usually sarcastic but he is a little irritated by Alice and by all the peoples thoughts that he had to endure on the plane and at the airports) I was taken aback by his unusually snippy and sarcastic tone of voice. Alice must had really annoyed him, wait, Alice?!

"What was Alice doing on the plane?" I asked.

"Well when I decided to go with you, Emmett got really jealous and wanted to go and then Carlisle suggested that we all go" I groaned.

"So everyone is in New York?"

"Sorry Love."

A/N: I'm thinking about making a sequel to this where Bella gets back at Alice by signing her up for a TV show. So tell me what you think and any suggestions on reality TV shows that Bella could sign Alice up for. I have a few in mind but I just want to see if anyone had a better idea than me.