A/N There isn't much to say, except enjoy this new chapter! Also, there will be pics from this chapter on my profile.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight
Chapter 3: "Mother-Daughter" Day
BPOV
I woke up around nine-something to bright sunlight shining through my windows. Sunlight? I scrambled out of bed and made my way to the window. The sun was an anomaly in Forks. It just wasn't normal. The universe really does want this Mother-Daughter Day to be the best I thought happily. I was truly excited to spend some time with my mom. It had been years since the last time we really spent time together. The sun being out today just made the day better and brighter. I took a quick shower and stood in front of my closet. I heard Charlie and Renée downstairs, and my mom was telling dad about our plan for today.
Looking into my closet, I wanted to give my parents a surprise. I took out a pair of mini shorts and a light blue tank that had swirly designs in red, purple, and silver. I stepped into red flip flops and decided to wear some make up. Even though I never wore the stuff, I was pretty decent in putting some on for the first time. I just used some clear mascara, black eyeliner, purple-ish blue eye shadow, and pink tinted lip gloss. Putting my hair up in a high, cheery ponytail, I looked in the mirror to assess myself. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. The girl in the reflection did not look like tomboy Bella. OMG!
I walked slowly down the stairs, and my parents were sitting at the table eating breakfast. My dad was the first one to see me, and by the looks of it, he was really surprised with my choice of attire. I know this because he was practically choking on his coffee. I rushed over to his aid and roughly pat/hit him on his back until he regained control. I looked over at my mom and she had a goofy grin plastered on her face. She looked so happy.
My dad was just staring at me in disbelief. "Who are you and what have you done with my Bella?" he bellowed, but his eyes were twinkling. He must have been happy with the change, too.
I sighed," It's really me, dad. You can cut the act and go back to eating." I didn't really like the attention, but I guess it was inevitable.
"I know, Bells, but I could hardly recognize you. You just look so beautiful. I mean you always have been, but now I can see that my daughter is really a daughter," he teased. I blushed red, and cursed myself.
"Charlie, leave the poor girl alone. She's gong to get a ton of teasing from me today, so she deserves a little peace," my mom said, playfully punching dad in the arm. I love it when they don't fight. They are so much fun to be around.
"Bella, finish up breakfast while I call a cab."
I finished up the remains of my toast and coffee, and put the dishes in the sink. Charlie was getting ready to leave for the station. He came over and hugged me, and told me to have a nice time with my mom.
I went up to my room and filled up the new silver purse that I had just gotten with my wallet, cell phone, iPod, and lip gloss. I put on some sunglasses, and let them rest on my head until they would be needed. I found my mom waiting for me by the front door, still smiling.
"Ready to go," she asked. I could see how excited she was for this day.
"Yup," I said, popping the 'p'.
"Okay, so do want to get a haircut first, or to the car shop?"
I thought for a second. "Let's do the haircut first, and we can go out and eat lunch. Then we can go to the car shop."
"Sounds good to me," Renée said, the same time we heard a car horn. "That must be the taxi. Come on.
We got to the mall in no time, and my mom gave the driver the money we owed him. She dragged me into the building, and we made our way to the salon. She got us both appointments for haircuts, saying she needed her roots touched up, and mani-petis' (A/N I don't know if that's the right spelling) as a treat for our special day. Luckily we didn't have to wait long, and were towed towards the chairs immediately. My mom was on the opposite side, so she wouldn't see me until we were going to get our mani-petis' (again, sorry).
"Hello, I'm Maci and I will be your hair stylist today. Let me just start off by saying that you have beautiful hair" she said smiling.
I blushed. "I'm Bella," I mumbled, not really sure of what else to say.
"Well, Bella, do you know what you want done with your hair today," Maci asked, playing a bit with my hair.
"Umm…no, I honestly don't know. Maybe I could go for some bangs and a few highlights," the last part coming out in a question. "Whatever looks good is what I want, so I guess you surprise me."
Maci looked at my hair and then asked, "Are you okay with bright colors in your hair, or do you want a more subtle and natural look"
"I'm okay with anything really, so it doesn't really matter."
"Great! Let's go and wash your hair out, and then I can work my magic on your hair," she smiled. I was staring to really like Maci.
An hour and half after rinsing, snipping, and blow-drying, the stylist was done. She turned me around, and asked, "What do you think?"
Looking into the mirror, I gasped. I was completely transformed, and in a GOOD WAY! I had my hair cut down to an inch below my shoulders with a bunch of layers. I had choppy front-side bangs, and a few blonde highlights. It was a mix between platinum blonde and honey blonde. On the front-right and back-left were two dark blue streaks. (pic on profile) I look amazing! I got up and hugged Maci, repeating 'thank you's' and 'oh my god's'. Then only did I realize what I was doing.
"Oh…ummm…sorry" I mumbled, blushing. That was totally uncharacteristic of me (did that make sense?)
"No need to apologize, hon. You do look amazing! Let's go show your mom. I am going to be the one doing your mani-petis' anyway." She led me to where my mom was, and I saw that she was almost done. She looked up at me, and her eyes were literally bugging out.
"Oh my god! What happened to you? You look so beautiful!" she kept on squealing.
"I know, right? Maci was amazing!" I said. I think this haircut is making me girlier. I never talk like this.
"Are you ladies ready for your manicures and pedicures, because I just got everything set up and ready," Macy asked. I didn't even know that she left. We followed her, and in the end, I got my nails done to match the blue in my hair with swirly white flowers on my index fingers. My mom got French tips with baby pink nail polish. It was cute. Renee paid, and we left the salon. I took a picture of my nails with my cell phone because I wanted to get the same thing done again before leaving for school.
My mom called a cab again, and we went to a quaint little restaurant called La Bella Italia. I ordered a Mushroom Ravioli while my mom got a Chicken Alfredo.
"Bella, you truly do look amazing. I'm glad you're doing this and coming out of your shell," Renée said adoringly.
"Me too, mom. This is really going to be good for me." I said while sticking a mushroom in my mouth. Yum, that tastes so good. We quickly finished up our lunch with mindless chit-chat.
The car place was only a short distance from here, so we decided to walk. On our way there a group of guys around my age were passing us. I didn't think much about it until they started wolf-whistling. I turned around, and was about to tell them what to do with their grimy mouths, but Renée stopped me.
"It's all fun and games, Bella. Don't get too worked up," my mom said giggling. I stood there gaping at her like a buffoon. Was this my MOM talking? I am not used to getting attention by boys, so I was slightly troubled.
We reached the car shop, and went through the glass doors. We set our bags to the side, and started looking at the cars. I think I want a sports car. They're fast and they look awesome!
A man who looked like he was in his mid-forties came up to us and asked, "Good evening ladies! Can I help you with anything?"
"Yes, my daughter is looking for a car, and money isn't a problem," my mom replied giddily.
"Well, we have a bunch of cars, as you can see, but do you think you can narrow it down a bit. Oh, and how rude of me! I am Roger Wilford."
"Renee and Bella," mom said.
"Okay, so I want a car that's fast, like sports car fast," I answered his earlier question.
"Well we have a ton to choose from. Let me show a few of the popular ones…", and with that we were subjected to seeing a ton of cars, but none of them caught my interest. Then I saw him.
"What's that one," I asked Roger, ushering him to the car of my dreams.
"Well, that fine car is a 2010 Ferrari California sports car, very fast, but very expensive," he said, eyeing me skeptically.
"I want that one", I said immediately, looking at my mom, who was nodding with approval. The car was sleek and electric blue. It was like lightning mixed with the ocean. It was also a convertible. (pic on profile) I loved it.
"Okay, if you are sure", Roger said. "I nodded furiously. "well you guys just need to sign some paperwork, and then the baby is all yours," he said, leading us to his office. (I don't exactly know what you have to do to get a car, so just go along with it) After signing all the paperwork, I was handed the keys to the car. We left the shop, my mom sleeping in the passenger seat, exhausted, and I hooked up my iPod to the car speakers. My mom was a very deep sleeper, so I could have the music up. I sang along, while speeding home.
If you feel so empty Let's start a riot, a riot If you feel so filthy Let's start a riot, a riot If you feel so empty Let's start a riot, a riot
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
So dirty so fucked up
If you feel so walked on
So painful so pissed off
You're not the only one
Refusing to go down
You're not the only one
So get up
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
Just get up
Let's start a riot
Let's start a riot, a riot
Let's start a riot
-Riot, Three Days Grace
I could feel, right now, that my life was about to change, and I don't know if that was good or bad.
A/N So that's Chapter 3! Personally, I really liked it. Next chapter is boarding school! I don't know if Bella and Edward are going to meet in Chapter 4 or 5. Any ideas on how they should meet? I have a few, but I want your opinions as well. Also some song requests would be nice, and I can see what I can work with.
Luv ya,
Parachic19