A.N. I know, I know I suck!!!! But here it is guys the long awaited Chapter Two! Enjoy!
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Lake Logan
BPOV
After hopping back in the car, I was greeted by Alice dancing in the front seat.
Alice is tiny, only reaching about 5 foot. But what she lacks in height, she more than makes up for in hyperness. Her hair is cut into a short spiky style which frames her angelic face, which is dominated by her large hazel eyes. Though small she is undeniably gorgeous and dressed as she was in tight, black skinny jeans and baby blue tank top you could see every outline of her slim body.
"I just met THE cutest guy ever!" she screeched whilst slamming the gas pedal, causing us all to be thrown back into our seats.
"Well then spill so I can share my story!" Rosalie was way too excited.
"Nope, pyjama party at the house! We'll order Chinese!"
An hour later and we pulled up to the lakeside property that we would call home for the next two months. The two story building was made of red brick with a dark oak porch wrapped around the outside. I'd always loved this house, a lot more than the penthouse apartment I lived in in Phoenix, Arizona.
Looking over, I saw the house next door. Our families owned that one too, and this year's occupants were going to be coming over later to pick up the key. The light bricks and white porch make it the complete opposite of the 5 bed roomed house that I spent my summers in. though it's just as pretty it is noticeably smaller, only having 3 bed rooms. My parents usually told me the type of people who would be staying, but for some reason this year they hadn't mentioned anything except that a guy named Emmett would pick up the key.
Running up the front steps to my house I grabbed the key to the front door from Alice, who while helping Rose with the bags had been buried beneath her matching pink suitcases. Opening the door and leaving it open I went to help them grab the many suitcases and duffel bags and tow them upstairs to the rooms we all spent hours decorating to our tastes.
Finally after much tugging and swearing we had the cases up in the upstairs hallway. Opening the door to Alice's room to deposit the majority of the cases.
Her room is a monstrosity of pink and silk. The walls are painted pastel pink and a giant four poster bed with pink gauze curtains dominates the room. Not that it matters since she has a walk-in closet the same size as the main room. At the end is a make-up table, which many times I have been tortured at.
Dragging Roses' bags on down the hallway to her room she opened the door throwing in the bags she carried. Her room is a boudoir, filled with lush satins in all shades of red and high, gild framed mirrors hanging on the deep red walls. It seduces your senses and completely fits Roses' personality.
Grabbing the last two cases and duffel, I walked down the hall to the end of the corridor. The very last room is mine. I decorated when I was fifteen and it still manages to fit in with how I am. The walls are a midnight blue with white trimmings. The blind and duvet covers are pure white. The window itself is dominated by a deep window seat which gave an amazing view of the lake; it's a great place to read. The majority of my walls are actually taken up by bookshelves holding books of every genre, time and age. I have a copy of every book I have ever liked on those shelves whilst the main copies are in my main room back home.
"Bella. Rose. Pyjamas NOW!" Alice called. I'd forgotten that she wanted to tell us all about the new eye candy she'd met.
Turning I grabbed the duffel that I knew held my sleep stuff and threw it on the bed. Opening it I pulled them out.
Now I'm no girly girl…I don't enjoy spending all my free time in the mall and having makeovers and such. However I do like to have good clothes that are comfortable and look nice. Also there's really no point in trying to wear loose jeans and sweatpants in summer with Alice around. I'd end up spending all my time shopping. So instead I just pick clothes that are the best of both worlds.
Which ends up with me having a white eyelet cami and boy shorts sleep set. Which is actually really cute and shows off my small curves and my legs to the best advantage.
Why I need that for an all girls sleepover I don't know.
Running down the stairs, actually managing to stay on two feet for once, I saw Rose in the kitchen ordering dinner while Alice, wearing a white romper suit, set up the living room with blankets for our gossip session.
"Ok girl's delivery in half an hour. Ali spill!" Rose said as she came into the lounge and folded herself into an armchair. Looking at her in her tiny grey pyjamas I could see why girls tend to hate her on sight…she's just too pretty.
"Well after I bounced off to use the diner restrooms, which by the way were disgusting, anyway I was coming out and looking around. I mean that place was gross and really in need of new furnishings"
Knowing that she could go on about re-decoration all day Rose and I moaned in unison 'Get on with it Ali'.
"Anyway, I wasn't looking where I was going and I ended up bumping into this guy. He was so gorgeous. Totally male model worthy! He was really tall with blond hair that fell into his amazing blue eyes. I just stood there staring at him and he was just staring back at me and this is going to sound crazy but when the cashier/waitress lady called 'next' and he looked away it felt like a part of me was missing. And, naturally, that freaked me out so I ran back to the car. Where Rose looked all moony. Then you came running out the store looking like a fire truck!" Alice sat there for a minute, obviously replaying the scene in her head, "Do you know what the worst part is? I'll tell you, I miss him and I don't even know his name!" she looked like she was about to cry, so I wrapped my arms around her.
Looking over at Rose for help I saw she was much the same as Alice. And if I'm honest with myself everything Ali said struck a chord within me.
I knew exactly what she meant.
"Come on Ali, your always telling us to leave it to fate. If they're our destiny we'll meet them again!" I told her.
We all sat there for a moment in silence until Rose poked her head up.
"We? They?"
"Oh um, yeah. The store guy."
Looking at their blank and confused faces reminded me that I hadn't actually mentioned what had happened in the store.
So I told them.
I told them about his amazing good looks and his dazzling green eyes. His smooth, sexy voice and the electric current that ran through me when he caught me.
Both times.
Once I'd finished my tale we once again sunk into quiet contemplation. Only to be brought out of it by Rosalie clearing her throat.
"Guys, I know what you mean. I kinda met someone too." She smiled at our excited squeals. And laughed as we started begging like kids at story time.
"Well," she began, "whilst Alice was hopping around trying to clean public toilets and you were falling for shop guy, I was trying to fill that damn car with gas." At our confused looks, Rose never had a problem with cars, she explained, "It wasn't the car that was the problem it was that damn card machine. It wouldn't accept it and when I started swearing at it this guy came over to help he was so freaking built! He was huge! And so cute, he had curly brown hair and gorgeous brown eyes and the most adorable dimple framing a wicked grin. It was like he was built from all my erotic dreams!" I had to laugh at that, Rose always over shares her sex life, dreaming or otherwise. "Anyway, he fixed the stupid machine and then started talking car parts like he thought I wouldn't understand. Honestly, men! So then I totally called him out and he just stood there like a fish and by this time I so wanted to jump him so I called you Bells and then he said he had to go. Then Ali skipped over and now here we are!"
We all sat in silence, awestruck over our encounters with the gorgeous guys we'd all met.
Ding Dong
"That's dinner, I'll get the door you two get the money!" I told them as I hopped up and walked out the room.
Once at the door I reached out and grasped the door knob.
"Rose, hurry with the cash!" I called as I swung open the heavy oak door. Turing round to face the now open door I gasped as I saw who was blocking the doorframe.
And I'll tell you, he sure wasn't a Chinese delivery guy!
I was completely speechless and he looked even better than my memory could comply with.
"Hey, I was told to pick up the key to next door from here" he smiled that amazing grin, his green eyes flashing with amusement.
Finally what he said sunk into my brain…
Hot guy from the roadside shop was going to be living next door…
All summer!
Bloody hell!!
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