Sorry, sorry, sorry! The fanfiction site wuldn't let me save anything, then I couldn't publish it until now. Okay, I don't really know what to write for this weird intro, but I'm gonna anyways, so I want to put up a poll on whether or not you want Jacob to come back into the story (good guy, bad guy, it doesn't matter.) just send me a message with your answer, you guys are GREAT, thanks for the help so far.
Mission? But we had only been there for a couple months. We didn't have enough training. "Carlisle, can you repeat that?"
"You six are going on your first mission," Holy crap. "You are lucky enough, however, to get a good location. You will all go to France. Your mission is to find Dominique Ramirez and take her down. She will try to get to your heads, lie, manipulate you, but you mustn't listen to anything she says no matter how true it sounds. You will all come here right after your last class tomorrow for a full debriefing, you will be leaving next week and we will pack for you. Dominique is also quite known for her parties, you must all pair up in couples, I will let you choose tonight and let me know tomorrow." That must have been the end of his spiel, because he remained silent, and we eventually scurried out of the room.
"So… we should probably pick our 'Partner' soon, right, after, we have the briefing tomorrow." Rose admitted, us staring at her, the person who usually stays silent, and the most silent person in this room except Jasper.
"I call Rose!" Emmett shouted, much to the delight and embarrassment of his new partner.
"And I think Edward and Bella should be teamed up, along with Jasper and Alice." Rose added, much to everyone's delight except Emmett. Over protective fool. We finally got to bed, me getting into my stupid pajamas, sweatpants in the washing machine. "Good night everybody" chorused from everyone simultaneously.
"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Bella, you overslept! We have only 30 minutes until first period starts! Bella, if you don't get up in 5 seconds, I swear I will pick your wardrobe today." I would have gotten up straightaway after that comment, but she had just woken up, my brain was only able to comprehend so much. At that moment, my brain was wondering why she was counting to five, not realizing the danger of the situation until Alice shouted, "That's five, I'm picking your outfit today, I'll choose while you take your shower." She literally yanked me out of bed, and shoved me into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.
Showers are usually relaxing, warm water running down my body as I was actually able to think, but that time, I was thinking of Alice. I was thinking of my possible outfit when I heard the door open and saw the blurry smear of a short person with short black hair. "I am taking your pajamas, and giving you your clothes for today. No, I will not give you a break, and no I will not at least let you have any opinion." I always knew she was a blunt little pixie, but that was just rude. knowing I couldn't stall much longer, I stepped out, and groaned when I saw the clothes. Black lacy bra/ tong set, light pink, thin, tube top and a white, flowey mini skirt. I looked towards the door, about to make a run for it with my towel when I saw a note on the door:
Bella,
I know that you do not want to wear these clothes. You have no choice. I am standing
right out the door, so you can't run out, and six minutes after the water turns off I will
come in there. I will be helping you with hair and makeup, and you better have your
clothes on. Don't argue with me, you may possibly thank me later, depending on your
mood and alcoholic level. Edward will love it, and you will look hot.
luv,
Alice The Great
Well, that answered my question. With one more disgusted look towards the clothes, I put them on. Hate them, hate them so much. My bra and thong are visible, and the skirt is short enough, I can see the beginning of my butt. The shirt? Too tight and too short, my belly button visible. Because we weren't in PE, I was allowed to wear body jewelry and because the hole was filling up, I had to wear my belly button ring. Right at six minutes, Alice walked in and pushed me towards the pile of cosmetics.
"Not much, she had a good face in general, foundation, yes, and eyeshadow for sure, eyeliner..." She was muttering to herself, softly whispering to me the torture that ! would endure. It didn't take too long for her to be done, which was good because class was starting in ten minutes, she then announced, "voici! there, I am finished, I've been brushing up on my french, you see." I could see, and hear, she was muttering to herself all last night. I finally got a glimpse in the mirror, and the only thing I liked was the hair, it was perfectly straight. I could feel the makeup on my face, but I couldn't see any difference, I was tempted to wipe it off, but Alice would kill me.
We walked out to get an apple for breakfast, and everybody was waiting for us. I walked our, and everyone was shocked. Emmett looked pissed before glancing at Edward, then getting more mad. Edward was blantantly staring, not at my face, though I could see he was trying very hard. "Uh... yeah, I think we have to get to class, bombs wont deactivate themselves." I joked, but I was internally scarred for life.
Classes went way too fast. I thnk everyone was nervous about the meeting after our last class, we had no ideas on how to go about any of this. Sooner than later, we were walking to Carlisle's door, knocking, and entering because of the demanding voice, "Enter" of Carlisle. We walked in gingerly, slowly sitting in the hard metal chairs. "Alright, it looks like you are all here, Like I said earlier, you will be going to France. Dominique is a very rich person, she is in charge of a very large photo shoot, and had been looking for young, married couples to shoot. you six will be her models. You must always act like married couples whether you are in the public or not, you never know when they will have a person watching. Whom may I ask are your couples?"
"Emmett and Rosalie, Jasper and I, and Edward and Bella."
"Yes, those are good. Make sure that everyne knows you are married. You are all newly weds so act like it. When you take down Dominique, I must warn you, she knows people that some of you know as well, don't let it get to your head. Do not kill her, obvoiusly, handicap her, stall her, hold her back until we can get her into custody. It's not as easy as it sounds, she is always with other people, most of which can kill you in seconds. She can do the same, so make sure she is not armed. She took down some of our best agents years back, and she will regret it. They were the kindest people I had ever known, and left earth with their young children still on it. moving on. We will pack for you, you are all professional models so you must dress like it, I trust Alice can help you with your new clothes. From the moment you leave this property, you are Alice and Jasper whitlock, Bella and Edward Masen, and Rosalie and Emmett McCarthy. We will have your new ID's ready tomorrow morning, and in your classes, they will show you how to use your equipment that you will always be equiped with. I believe that is all, your classes should also give you a layout of the modeling building and Ms. Ramirez's house. Good luck, we don't want to lose another sw-agent."
That wasn't too bad, I think we were all expecting something worse. Yeah, they could kill us, but at least he hadn't said something like, "There is a high probablilty you will all die, so at least stall her so we can get her after you bite the dust." or something along the lines of that. That would have been horrible. I didn't understand all of what he said, he was giving us inuendos that didn't make any sence, but I would ignore those I had more important matters on my mind. Married couple? Was he insane? Edward would be the death of me, with his intoxicating smell, and smile, and abs, and body... yeah, must stop there if I don't want to faint. I was still excited for ths mission, and was wondering if I would know that person Carlisle hinted about.
"I know what we could do now!" Alice shouted as we walked onto our floor, everyone groaning, it was too 'Alice' and everyone knew we wouldn't get out whatever it was. "We have to act like couples right? So we need to get to know each other, we should all play I Never! Great, lets change into pajamas and meet in the living room as soon as you're done we can get chips and stuff too."
"Uhh... not to burst your bubble or anything Alice, but we can't really use the traditional alcohol with this, we have to abide by school rules still."
"Silly, naive, Emmett. We can use apple juice! And you all might want to use the bathroom cause once the game starts, you can't go." No arguing with alice, it was a fairly harmless game, right? I changed into my now clean sweat pants and a tank top, donning my fuzzy slippers, and walked into a new room. Alice had changed it. The lights were all turned off except for this large ball looking think that had multi colored lights and was spinning, illuminating the room with multi-colored goodness. In short, it looked awesome, and there was four gallons of apple juice, and six bags of chips.
Everyone was congregating towards the couches, but Alice had us yet again sit cross legged in a circle, surrounding the food and six cups. "I'm assuming everyone knows how to play right? Good and remember, you can't ask questions, I will start. I have never not worn underwear." Rosalie took a sip of apple juice. Jasper was next to Alice, so he naturally went next.
"I have never broken the law. Rosalie, Emmett, Alice and Edward all took drinks, and I smiled at Jasper to let him know my record was clean.
"I have never been skinny dipping." Liar, I know for a fact that him and I went skinny dipping on a bet the year before the accident. I took a sip with Alice and Rosalie, glaring at Emmett the entire time while listening to quiet Jasper whisper,
"Now that would be something I would like to see." I gave him a questioning look then realized everyone was staring at me, it was my turn. I was still mad at Emmett, so I chose something I knew would be embarassing for him.
"I never went through the barbie stage." With a glare, Emmett took a swig and then got apple juice spluttered at him as Roalie and Alice laughed out their drinks. Everyone else was laughing at him, and Emmett continued to glare as he wiped the juice off his face with his sleeve.
"I don't remember my parents." Edward muttered, sadness echoing in his voice. Only Emmett, Rosalie and I took drinks. that was unexpected, and I felt really bad, at least I remembered Mom and Dad when we were happy.
"I have never been on an airplane." Edward, Alice, and Jasper all took sips before watching me, I had the cup to my mouth, but I didn't want to drink it. I didn't want to drink something that would signify the one ride that I wanted to forget. With a shakey hand, I tasted the apple juice. We went on playing the game for three hours, but stopped when Emmett whined his bladder would burst if he could not use use the potty.
The week went quickly, and sonner than I thought possible, three black BMW's were pulling into the driveway. One by one, the drivers stopped by us, and would open the door for us. The first door held the McCarthy's, the second had the Whitlock's, and the third car was for Edward and his wife me. It was hard to remember that Edward was my husband, but as soon as we pulled out of the driveway Edward looked at me and I knew I would get into the habit quickly. The car ride was quiet, and as we pulled up to the airport, I had to pull out a tootsie pop to ease my nerves, blueberry. "Are you okay honey?" Edward put his arm around my shoulder, and pulled me tightly to him. Yeah getting into the habit quickly.
"I'm fine Edward, I just don't like planes." More like deathly afraid, but I wasn't going to tell him that.
"Why?"
"I, sigh, the only plane I have ever been on crashed over the ocean, I don't swim either." That would work I hoped, maybe he would shut up and not make me relive it.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but you know they don't all crash right? It's alright to be afraid, just remember that I'm here, and everyone else is here, for you. We will protect you from the big bad plane." He had tried to make a joke out of the situation. I appreciated the efforts, but I wouldn't cheer up until my feet were back on solid ground. I told him that, too. "It's alright, I completely understand, I was afraid to put my hand in the oven for about three months last year because when I was pulling out brownies, my brother rammed into me accidently, and my hand was rammed against the top of the 450 degree oven. Hurt real bad, and I only tried to take anything out later because they forced me." (A/N that seriously happened to me, my little brothers a butt head. I was terrified of the oven, still have the scar to prove it. sry, I'm babbling. =D) I could see that he was telling the truth, and I was going to tell him it wasn't the same, until Emmett and the others walked up to us, Jaspr holding Alice's hand, Emmett with his arm around Rose's waist.
We weren't in first class because we had to try and fit in, but we still got good seats. We were next to our 'spouse', and near everyone else. I was literally shaking as I got onto the plane. I had promised myself that I would never get within a 20 foot radius of a plane ever again, but that was one of the many promises I had made and broken in the past months. That didn't help my problem. My lollipop was gone, so I reached into my left pocket and grabbed one of the many I had brought. Orange was one of my favorites. Edward was helping me to my seat, me still shaking, and let me get the isle seat (way better if I wanted to forget how high I was) what a gentleman. We both took our seat, and I was gripping the arm rests of my seat like my life depended on it. To me, then, it did. We waited a long time, us pretty silend except his constant reassurement, and my heartbeat as he tried to relax my hands by rubbing slow circled in them, when the flight attendant came up. "Oh, my darlin' you're shakin', are you alrite?"
"she's fine, she just doesn't like planes, bad memories of a crash."
"Ah, I see. Well, there is always one, the big man behind you is having the same problem, though not as severe." Emmett, was he having a hard time too? I twisted in my seat, and sure enough, his knuckles were white from his death grip on Rose's hand. She looked in pain but was too nice to say anything, so I intervened.
"Hey Emmett, you might not want to cut off your wife's circulation, maybe you should use the arm of the seat? It doesn't break as easily." He looked at his wife and seemed to see her expression of pain, immediatley switching to the seat, and presuming the same stance of nervousness. I turned back around after seeing her mouth, "Thank you." and started shaking again in unison with the plane and it started to take off. My shaking increased, and the plane got louder, so did Edward as he kept telling me it would be okay. Suddenly the sound stopped, and the plane got smoother. I didn't relax one bit. Edward tried to make small talk and that worked to relax me a little bit, but I was tired enough that I felt my eyes getting heavier, and I fell into a dream. I dreamt of Edward, my husband. But in this dream he was my real husband, and we were on our honeymoon like anyother newlywed. I was feeling his perfect abs when a noise woke me up and I sat bolt right up. I looked out the window past Edward, and saw we were landing in France. That was quick, I didn't even remember the stop at New York. Edward looked at me, and suddenly donned his signature, gorgeous smirk.
"You know, Bella, you sleep talk. Quite profusely I might add. Were you aware of that? You must have had quite an INTERESTING dream."
soo...? You like? Yes, no? Tell me please. I liked this one and I'm hoping the awesomeness of it will make up for my lateness. Again it's not my fault, and also, please tell me if you want Jake, and how you want him.
