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Chapter 4
Bella
Alice played Bella-Barbie until 5:30.
"Alice, didn't you have any dolls as a kid?" I asked her.
"I did, but then my mum gave them away. I still used to like dolls at that time, though," she said with a pout.
"It shows," I replied.
"What shows?" Rosalie asked, walking in, "Damn, Bella, you look hot!"
"That is a very disturbing response. Does Emmett know you're swinging the other way?" I asked.
Alice laughed and Rose rolled her eyes.
"You're a riot," she said, sarcastically.
"I know."
"Alright. I am done!" Alice announced.
"No? So soon?" I asked, feigning surprise.
"Take a look at yourself," Alice replied.
I walked out of the bathroom, to my dressing table and gasped.
I was wearing a beautiful baby blue dress with earings. My hair was in an elegant updo with stray strands curling around my face.
"Wow. I do look hot. Is that really me?"
I reached out and touched the mirror. The figure inside, copied me.
"Wow," I repeated.
"Well, since you like it, let's go!"
I followed her downstairs and outside, to the Cullens house.
It was decorated brightly with lights.
"Alice, you did the decor," I said.
"Ah, you're familiar with my work."
"Yes, I do believe that I am."
Alice opened the door and gestured for me to go in. I took a deep breath, before plunging into my personal hell.
I spotted Tara in a corner, sulking. I was about to go chat to her, when a guy came over to me and asked me to dance.
He seemed like a nice guy and so I agreed,
"I'm Quil," he said to me.
"Bella," I replied.
He smiled at me. "I know. You're Chief Swan's daughter and Jacob's best friend."
I stopped dancing. "You know Jake?"
"Yeah, I live on the Res," he said, pulling me closer to him.
"So you're crashing the party?" I asked.
"I prefer the term, entering without being asked."
I laughed. Quil and I danced for 5 songs before he told me he had to leave.
"I'll see you around," he said.
"Yeah, sure."
I turned around and saw Edward watching me. I smiled at him and waved. He just glared at me. I frowned and walked over to him.
"Is something wrong?" I asked him.
"No," he answered quickly.
"Yes, there is. You're glaring at me like I murdered your cat."
"There's nothing wrong, Bella," he replied through gritted teeth, before walking away.
I followed him. He was going outside.
"What the hell, Edward? You're just going to ignore me without telling me what I did wrong?"
"Who was that guy you were with?" He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Ever since he was four, he had been doing that whenever he was stressed or angry.
"What guy? Oh, you mean Quil?"
"Yeah, who was he?"
"A friend of a friend," I replied, wondering where this conversation was going.
"It didn't look like he was a friend."
"Well, he was. Are you going to trust your lopsided judgement over your best friends words, Edward?" I asked.
He sighed. "I'm sorry. Things have been really stressful lately."
"So, it would seem."
"Just forget I said anything."
"Yeah, sure."
"I should get back inside."
And without even a second glance, Edward turned and walked away.
I sensed movement behind me and spun around. Tara glared at me.
"What?" I asked, wondering why everyone in the world suddenly seemed to hate me.
"Watch it, slut," she practically growled at me.
"Excuse me?" I was hoping that I misheard her.
"You heard me."
Apparently not.
"Edward is mine so back off."
"What? There's nothing between us," I replied icily.
"I don't care what there is or was between you guys. I don't even care if there's nothing between you guys, just keep your man-stealing hands away from him."
I gaped at her as she turned and walked away.
What the hell? I eat my vegetables, I hardly ever lie. I'm a good person.
Why was everyone fighting with me?
I woke up the next morning in a terrible mood. Remembering, the events of last night made my mood even worse.
I decided to go down to La Push. Jake would be happy to have my around, not like some people.
I dragged myself, out of bed and started getting ready. I grabbed a granola bar to eat on my way. I was rushed out the door and I slammed into Edward.
"OW!" I cried, rubbing my head.
"Are you okay?" he asked, trying to suppress his laughter.
I glared at him. "No, I'm not."
"That's really sad. Now you'll have me to blame for your insanity."
"Very funny, Edward."
"So, where were you going? I was hoping to wake you up but you were already awake."
"I'm going to see Jake," I mumbled.
"Who's Jake? Do you have a boyfriend I should know about?" he demanded, in what I guess was supposed to be an accusatory tone.
"Ew. No, Jake's like a brother to me."
"Incest is a crime," Edward replied in a solemn tone.
I rolled my eyes.
"Anyway, I will leave you to go and see you brother-boyfriend, Jake."
He walked away but then paused as if considering something.
"When will you be back?" he asked.
"Around lunch, I guess."
"Great. So what are you doing then?"
"Nothing."
"So you can come with us to Port Angeles, right?"
"Yeah."
I grinned at him but then I remembered Tara's warning.
"Actually I don't think that would be a good idea."
His eyes seem to narrow into slits. He walked back to me.
"Why?" he asked quietly.
"I might stay longer at La Push. I always lose track of time."
This wasn't a lie but with Edward back, I might have returned home after an hour.
"Don't lie to me , Bella."
Edward's eyes were now blazing with…anger?
No, that couldn't be right.
"You spoke to Tara, didn't you?"
"No."
He exhaled loudly. "What did she say?"
"Nothing."
"Bella, what did she say?"
"I need to go."
I tried to push past him but he blocked my way, stepping forward and moving his arms to either side of my head.
"Tell me what she told you!" he ordered.
I sighed and shook my head, trying to buy time. Surely I could think of putting her words in a nicer way?
"She said that she feels like you spend too much of time with me," I replied, trying to seem as honest as possible.
Edward gave a hard, mocking laugh.
"I don't buy that for a minute."
"I'm not lying!" I insisted.
"I never said you were," he replied, removing his arms.
I realized only then that I had been holding my breath. I let it out.
"If you're not back by lunch, I'm coming to pick you up," he told me as he walked away.
I nodded, mutely, still dazed by our previous close proximity. When I had finally regained control over my senses, I walked to my truck.
Was it just me or was Edward beginning to act really weird?
I know why he's acting weird! Do you guys? Review and let me know
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