A/N- I was COMPLETELY blown away by the response I got from the first two chapters of this story. I want to thank everyone who favorited this story or me and also if you put this story on alert. However, no one has sent a review. Anyone want to change that? Happy reading!
I do not own Twilight….unfortunately.
The room began to spin and I felt bile rise in my closed throat. I must not have heard her right. She was playing a sick joke on me. I was being Punk'd.
"What did you say?" I half expected Ashton to come storming in her room with cameras surrounding him, revealing the surprise.
Alice shuffled around nervously. "I said that Edward is here. I suppose my parents sent him an invitation. You know I would have warned you if I knew he was coming. He showed up this morning to surprise us."
I squeezed my eyes shut and counted to ten, trying to conjure up happy thoughts. Puppies, beaches, the fact that this really isn't happening.
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting for Ashton Kutcher."
"Are you having some sort of breakdown?" Her voice sounded scared and I could instantly tell she was honestly worried about me. "Do I need to go get Carlisle?"
I stood up and took a deep breath. "I'm here to celebrate your engagement, Alice." I said in a strong voice. "I will not let this get to me, I swear. He cannot and will not affect me anymore. This isn't high school."
Storming out of the room, I decided right then and there that I was happy for the Cullens. The youngest was recently engaged and the long lost son has come home at last. Esme, their mother, must be ecstatic.
Just because the thought of Edward made me want to kill him, or myself for that matter, I could get through this one night. I would never have to see him again. Hell, maybe I could get around seeing him tonight. I could survive this party on that string of hope.
"Bella!" I heard someone call as soon as I was at the bottom of the stairs.
I held my breath as I turned around and instantly let out a sigh of relief when I realized it was just Japer.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked just like the perfect southern gentlemen he is.
"Uh, yeah Jazz. Thanks."
I started to walk away but he caught my arm before I could escape.
"Wait, wait ,wait. There's someone I want you to meet."
This could not get any worse.
"Peter!" Jasper called to someone behind us. I turned around to see a tall man in khaki pants and a blue collared shirt standing with his back to us, alone. He looked around as Japer called his name again and widened his eyes his fake surprise when he saw us.
"Oh, please," I rolled my eyes.
"Be nice," Jasper whispered in my ear as the all famous Peter made his way over.
"Well hello there," I could hear a hint of a southern accent in his deep voice.
Jasper clapped him on his shoulder and left without saying another word. I'm pretty sure he winked too. "I'm Peter," he said as if I just didn't hear Jasper screaming his name. "You're Isabella, correct?" His blue eyes sparkled with genuine interest.
I shook his hand and tried to smile. "Just Bella, actually."
He grinned. "Well, Just Bella, Actually. Can I get you a drink?"
I swallowed hard and nodded my head. "Yeah, sure."
Peter was surprisingly a nice guy. He was polite and respectful and I found myself laughing without thinking of having to fake it. His dark brown hair complimented his dark blue eyes perfectly. I found myself staring at them throughout the night.
"Do I have something on my face?" He asked with a laugh. We were sitting at the makeshift bar in the enormous kitchen. I was on my fourth drink.
"You have really pretty eyes.," I said without thinking.
He laughed again and smiled at me. "You have really pretty eyes as well."
Before I could respond, a voice I would have known anywhere, came from my left. "That's always what I told her." He was right behind me now and I could have sworn I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck.
My breath hitched in my throat and I forced my drink not to come up.
"Right, Bella?"
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