Rosalie and I started making our way to Seattle, as Port Angeles wouldn't work for the kind of shopping that Rosalie wanted to have. I sighed as I knew that this would be a long drive, as there was nothing to do really. Rosalie was mad that we couldn't go over 55 miles per hour in the truck, mad was an understatement.

"When we get your new car, I am going to crush this vehicle to a pulp! And I don't care who sees it, it was going to die," she ranted. "I'm going to take out all of the seating, and I am going to tear the cotton out of them, and then I'm going to take those springs in the seat to start poking into the floor board. The engine I am going to pumble, and the accelerator, oh that is going to see no life ever again after I get done with it!"

"Rose, I get it," I sighed. "You don't like the truck." She shot a glare at me. "You hate the truck and want it to go to hell. I get it. Let's get over the fact that it isn't a fast car, and we can make our way towards Seattle. After we fill the truck with gas." Rosalie screamed with frustration when she noticed that it was almost empty for the second time. "Just pull over, and I'll pay for it, alright?"

"Bella, you already paid for the last one," Rosalie sighed. "I should cover this one."

"Fine," I stated. "I'm going to get something to eat though." She nodded, and I made my way into the store. I went to the isle, and I made my way towards the candy isle. It didn't take long before I found a candy bar that I wanted, and I went to pick a full throttle up from the cooler department. I went to get some sandwiches also. Then I made my way to the counter.

"Hey babe," the clerk stated as soon as he took my stuff. "You feel like going out tonight? I know this really great restaurant if you are interested."

"I'm just passing through," I answered with tight lips, sick of boys trying to get a date with me when I didn't obviously want one. "So could you just tell me how much I have to pay."

"I'll make it free if you go into the backroom with me," he stated.

"No thank you," I mumbled, looking outside. I watched as Rosalie started tapping her foot, glaring at the truck. She must be pissed again.

"Oh, who's the hot babe," the guy questioned as soon as she saw who I was looking at.

"Already taken," I informed him, knowing that Rosalie wouldn't like this guy either if she came inside.

"That's too bad," he sighed. "I wouldn't have minded to—"

"Yeah, I don't need to know," I growled. "How much is this going to cost?"

"You want to take care of the gas too for the truck?"

"No, better not piss her off anymore," I sighed, waiting to hear the total. Once he finally gave it up, I paid and immediately left the store. Rosalie was just walking in to pay. "Counter dude is a total pervert. It's disgusting."

"All human men are, Bella," Rosalie stated. I nodded, and I walked towards the car. I walked over to the truck, and I got in, waiting for Rosalie to come out again. It didn't take long before she came out, glaring at the boy as she went. "You were right. He is a total pervert. Thanks for the warning."

"No problem," I replied, digging into my sandwich.

"Ready to go now," she questioned, and I nodded, not wanting to be here anymore. "We will definitely not be making a stop here anymore."

"I agree."

"Now, let's agree on getting you a new car, so we won't have to come back here."

"If I agree, are you not going to take me shopping," I inquired.

"No, we'll still go shopping."

"Then no."

"Bella, I cannot, under any circumstances, drive this car anymore. It's old and rusty. We need new and slick."

"In Forks, you aren't going to get one of those," I reminded her.

"And that's why we have to change that," Rosalie stated. "Sure, it's going to take some begging on your part to keep the car, because I don't know that your dad's like, but come on, Bella! Do you want to be cool, or do you want to be like everyone else?"

"Since when have I ever wanted to be like anyone else, Rose," I questioned. "I've been hanging out with vampires. I qualify that as different."

"And I qualify that as insanity, but we all already knew that you were," she replied. I rolled my eyes. "Come on Bella! Let's get a new car."

"Why don't you have your BMW?"

"Because it was trashed in an argument," she replied.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Fine," I sighed after a few minutes of silence. She squealed with happiness. "But I get to choose the car."

"As long as I get my input in it, that's fine with me." The rest of the trip was silent, but we slowly made our way towards Seattle. Rosalie's smile grew as soon as we were in Seattle, as she was happy to be away from Forks. I was too.

"Now, let's get the car first," she stated as she pulled into a car dealership. "Now, what kind of car do we want?"

"A truck," I stated.

"Why a truck," she questioned.

"Because I love my truck, and if I have to replace it, I'd rather replace it with another one."

"Well, I say no. We should get a convertible."

"In Forks," I inquired.

"I've had my convertible in Forks for years! And it's been perfectly fine for me."

"That's because you are a vampire, and you can't feel how cold it is."

"Good point," she sighed. "So, what else would there be."

"I'm not having a van," I ordered.

"I wouldn't drive one of those either. They just don't seem right for us."

"What else is there," I questioned.

"SUV's," she shrugged.

"You voted trucks out though."

"They are not the same as a truck. And there must be some fine ones here."

"And it's gotta be a new one."

"Used cars are good too!"

"But they are not as good as new," Rosalie smirked as she walked towards where the SUV's were. "Let's go with an Audi Q7. It was made in 2010, which is pretty new."

"But it's almost $62,000," I shouted in surprise. "I don't have that kind of money!"

"But I do," Rosalie smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"Let's just look around at some more options, alright."

"Alright, but it's my turn to look at Luxury."

"We'll be in Forks, Rosalie! That'd attract attention right away. And Charlie would definitely know the difference."

"I don't care," she smirked. I rolled my eyes, but I followed her anyways. "Oh! Here's one!"

"An Audi A5," I muttered as I looked it over. "And it costs $38,000! Rosalie, we could look through the used cars, and we can get a better rate for it!"

"No," Rosalie stated. "Let's get this one!"

"But Rosalie!"

"Come on, we'll try and see how low we can go," she winked before going to find the dealer. I sighed as I waited for a minute before I walked after her. She was already in the signing process when I got there. I rolled my eyes, and she smiled sweetly as she took the key for the car from the dealer. (AN: I know that it takes longer than I said, but there is a lot of shopping for Rosalie and Bella to go through, and I wanted to get to it.)

"Rosalie, you had to get the car, didn't you," I sighed.

"Of course," she smiled as they walked to the front where the one that we had been looking at was stopped in front of. "Now that we've got a great car, let's go clothes shopping!" I groaned, and she just rolled her eyes and made her way towards the Seattle mall.

"Won't the others find it suspicious that you took so much out of the bank account for the car," I questioned.

"Nope," she smirked. She was driving the fastest she could in the city, and I was surprised that it wasn't over 50. "I can't wait to see how it drives on the highway!" I rolled my eyes, and then I spotted the mall. Great. "Let's go to Vanity first!" I sighed as I let her drag me into the store. "Let's get some tops first." She quickly busied herself as she looked for some things that would go. When she was done, she gave me a stack of tops, and I was escorted to the dressing rooms. I sighed as I went inside, and I changed. When I came back out, I was wearing a black, white and pink tank top with prints on the bottom and the top, with pink flowers in the middle. I had some nice jeans on as well. "Try these on as well!" She handed me some heels that appeared to have fake snake skin on them.

"Are you trying to get me killed, Rosalie," I growled as I stared at the heels. I was never good with heals.

"Oh, Bella, stop being over dramatic and put them on," she stated. "And they are only 1 inch heels. You can survive without getting yourself 'killed'." I sighed and did as she said. "That looks great! Now, try on the next outfit!" I did as she said, and I went with a tank top that was totally black and white and had Roses on them, keeping the jeans and the shoes on. I went out and looked at the mirror, and Rosalie looked over it. "It looks great, Bella! Now, try these on with it." It was a set of metal and wood bangle bracelets. I slipped them on, and she gave a wide smile that seemed to make everyone in the store jealous. "That's fantastic! Now, go with some new clothes, now!" That happened for the next hour. I sighed with relief when we finally left the store. It was apparent that I had forgotten what it was like shopping with a vampire. I had complained once I had seen the price of the purchase, but Rosalie quickly quieted me down with a glare. She knew how much I didn't like shopping apparently, but she found it to be of the utmost importance that I change my wardrobe.

"Now, let's get to the next store," she said with a smile. She dragged me over to Hollister.

"I am not going in there," I announced.

"And why not," she questioned.

"Rosalie, it's alright if you want to shop there, but that is not my style at all! I was fine with Vanity because it had really cute stuff in there, but I will not go in there!"

"Would you rather me drag you in Victoria Secrets?"

"Well, we better get into the store," I stated as I picked the pace up to enter Hollister.

"Or we could go to American Eagle," she suggested.

"Thank you," I stated with a sigh as we made our way in there. I started looking around. "Does everything have to have a label of American Eagle?"

"It's to get the word out about them, Bella," she stated as she started looking around, while still holding the four large bags from Vanity. That was impressive. "Get with the times. Even I am with them." We shopped for the whole day. I was totally exhausted after it, but it made Rosalie and I grow closer, which was nice. It didn't take long before we had at least fifteen bags for my new wardrobe as she likes to call it. We were walking out of the mall as soon as I had finished supper, since we were too far for me to cook something at home. I was just hoping that Charlie will be fine making his own…

"Bella, here," Rosalie stated as she handed something over to me. When I looked, it was a cell phone.

"Rosalie, this is all too much," I gasped as I started looking around on it. It wasn't a touchscreen, but it was really a great phone. It also had a keyboard for me to text with since I didn't know how to actually really text since I've never had a cell before.

"Oh, it's nothing."

"But Rosalie! With all the clothes that you bought and the car, I can't take this!"

"Yes you can, and you will. Remember, we are sharing the car. And I'll take care of Charlie about the truck thing. I can just say that we got into an accident and that the truck was totaled."

"I look nothing like coming out from a car accident though," I reminded her.

"We can just say that you made it out with some small bruises," she smiled at me as she started pulling out of the mall.

"Yeah, but that's the thing; I don't have any bruises."

"Not visible," she smirked. "Your father won't be looking anywhere besides asking if you are alright."

"No. Next accuse," I stated.

"Fine, we can say that somebody stole your car," she thought. "How is that."

"It's at the car dealership in Seattle, Rosalie; my father could easily find out."

"Not unless I go back there and trash it tonight," she smiled evilly at me.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Oh, you won't have to worry about it. It's just a little revenge against the car that I plan to fulfill."

"But that's my baby!"

"That was your baby," she reminded me with a smirk. "It won't be anymore." I sighed before laying my head against the window. That's when I noticed the speed we were going. When I looked at the speedometer, we were going 160 mph.

"Rosalie, slow down," I stated.

"Why?"

"Because you are not the only one in this car, and I do not plan on dying today or for a very long time," I replied.

"Relax, Bella. I'm a vampire with great sight. We will not get in an accident," she stated.

"And what about the police?"

"Sight."

"How can you be so positive that you won't get in an accident," I questioned. "I mean, you aren't Alice."

"Bella, calm down. You aren't going to die today, or will you die anytime you are around me with me driving! So chill!" I took a deep breath before relaxing, trying to ignore how fast we were going. "We're here." When I looked up, we had barely slowed to enter my driveway, narrowly missing my dad's police car.

"Nice, Rosalie, just nice," I stated when I had noticed it.

"It took you I was good," she smirked. "Now let's tell your dad."