Disclaimer: I'm disclaiming… wait, is disclaiming a word? Well, spell check says yes, so yes it shall be! Anyway…I'm disclaiming that…wait one second, memory lapse…Stephanie Meyer (yes, I know I'm lame, I couldn't remember her name for a second) is the owner of Twilight, not I.
That must have been the longest pointlessly used space of a Disclaimer invented by a human, huh? (0kay not really but oh well)Okay, now for the story!
Chapter Four-Fashion Shows and Catching Up
EPOV (sorry it's so short!)
After a few more hours of touring around the huge building passing skinny vampire and, surprisingly, human models, Jeremy led us to our seats for the show. On a huge TV screen on the back of the runway in fancy letters "Blue is Coming Back" was written.
Alice was practically bouncing up and down as they dimmed the lights and lit up the runway.
This is so cool! Her exuberant thoughts broke through the barrier that I had up for the past few hours. I didn't want to hear my family's thoughts on the "predicament."
"Alice. stop jumping up and down. the people behind us are getting annoyed!" Rosalie hissed.
I turned my head slightly to see a couple of vampires with very aggravated looks on their faces.
As soon as Alice had calmed down, the show started. A model with brownish/blond hair that was cut a little bit above her shoulders and fit her perfectly walked out. Her particularly pale skin told me that she was definitely a vampire. She was tall, her eyes were covered with crystal blue-colored opaque contacts, and she looked to be eighteen or nineteen. She was modeling a black mini skirt (the shortness of the skirt emphasizing her long legs) that had a belt and lace at the bottom, a blue tank top with criss-crossed straps, black heels, and a blue beaded necklace.
"There's Emily!" Dustin started to bounce around almost as much as Alice.
"Shhhhh!" we heard around us.
I watched as the next few models walked down the runway, trying to bring back blue with everything from little accents to main pieces of the outfit. I was quickly getting bored until Bella came onto the runway…
She looked like an angel in blue. Her dress was long and flowing with beads embroidered on the top and the straps facing her neck. A pair of silver heels were kept on by four parts, and a diamond bracelet reflected the light of the runway, making light patterns around her. A sliver chain with little inserts of gold in it and a small round gold pendent lay around her perfect neck. I was half expecting having to jump up on stage to catch Bella from falling but not even once did she stumble. The girl on the runway wasn't my old Bella, but a new one. My Bella was there, I just had to find her…
BPOV
It was the moment I had been dreading all night, and Emily was dragging me to it.
Waiting outside of wardrobe were vampires that have caused an internal battle inside of me for fifty years. Did I want to see them? I mean, they were practically family back then. Or did I not want to see them? They did abandon me, and he told me he didn't love me. Before I could make up my mind, I was standing right in front of Edward. Getting over the shock I hid my true feelings underneath a smile.
"Did you guys like the show?" Step One: Begin with small talk.
"Oh my god Izzy, it was amazing. I loved your first dress; it looked amazing on you. Rosalie, didn't Izzy and Emily look amazing?" Alice began to praise the show to no end.
"Alice, I think she gets it. If I didn't know you better, all this excitement would be from seeing Bel-Izzy again, not the fashion show, but being you I know it's the fashion show." Rosalie said with a smile directed at me?
"Right, um, sorry. Would you guys like to come over for a bit to catch up?" Step Two: Invite Over.
"Where do you guys live?" this time a beautifully velvety voice answered instead of Alice's higher pitched one. Edward's voice slightly stunned me.
"What? Oh, um, why don't you follow us? It's kind of confusing."
"Okay." A voice of an Angel…Stop it Bel-Izzy. Shocked that even I got my name wrong, I walked out of the building like the living dead, excuse the pun.
"Whoa, Izzy, you have some sweet wheels here." Emmett practically jumped into my car right when he saw it. "What is it?" He began looking at everything.
"It's a Viper SRT10 Coupe. The agency gave them to Emily and me as an extra thanks for the year-long modeling thing. Emily's is red. The agency usually gives us a new car every time we do some big modeling for the agency. When I did a big shoot for one of their new designers, I got a Ferrari California. By now they are just taking up space in the garage, and Lucy wants me to get rid of two of them." I began to get into the car. It was true: all the cars were taking up way too much space in our used-to-be spacious garage.
"I want your job!" Emmett was practically drooling by now.
"Come on, big boy. Stop drooling and let's get going. The sooner we catch up, the sooner we can." Rosalie said with a wink, walking around and swaying her hips back and forth to her car as Emmett's attention turned right to her, following her every sway.
"Let's go guys!" Emmett yelled as he ran after Rosalie.
"God, Emmett, do you have to think about that?" Edward said just loud enough for Emmett to hear as the rest of us, even Esme and Carlisle, tried to hide our laughter.
"If you don't like it, then stay out of my mind." Emmett retorted before climbing into their car.
"I'm going to have nightmares for a week." Edward mumbled.
"I heard that, now come on, let's get going!" Emmett's voice was filled with impatience.
"Well, you heard the man, let's go. We'll follow you to your house." Jasper pulled a giggling Alice to her Porsche; Wow she still has it…
"Izzy, snap out of it. Let's get going." Emily snapped her fingers in front of my face, breaking my trance.
…
(At the Landon's Household)
EPOV
After driving down an even more ridiculously long driveway than my own, we finally reached the house that wasn't really a house, but more of a mansion.
Pulling into a circular driveway in front of the house, I stared at the huge building. Waiting outside the door was a woman who looked to be about Esme's age with long, wavy light blond hair falling down
her back. The man standing beside her had neat dark brown hair, which was an "acceptable" length for a man his age. Dustin ran past them saying, "Hi," while Jared walked past in a more dignified manner.
"Hello, I'm Lucy. You must be Esme," Lucy glided over to Esme, who had just gotten out of the car.
"Yes. I'm Esme, and this is my husband Carlisle. My children Rosalie and Emmett are in the convertible, Alice and Jasper in the Porsche, and Edward just got out of the Volvo." Esme pointed everyone out.
"Well, you know my kids, so why don't you come in?" Lucy let Esme go in front of her through the door, which was already opened by the boys.
Edward, how are you doing? Alice thought. I had given up trying to block them out. I was getting a headache, and today was the worst day to block them out. Slightly raising my shoulders, I indicated that I didn't know right now. You just have to make it through the night. She comforted me.
"Edward, Alice, are you coming?" Jasper called to us from the front door. Everyone had already gone inside.
"Coming, Jasper. Edward, it'll be okay." Alice said the last part so softly only I could hear it.
We'll see…
"Your house is wonderful." Esme was praising Lucy when I entered. Apparently, I had been outside long enough for her to give a tour.
"Thank you. It's good to know that after years of designing other people's homes, I can still make mine look presentable. Why don't we go to the living room to catch…" Dustin ran past Lucy, nearly knocking her over. Right when she recovered, Jared came up, knocking her over again.
"Sorry, mom! Get back here Dustin!" Jared said over his shoulder as he continued to run after Dustin.
"Um, sorry about that. The boys can be a little…energetic at times." Lucy said with a laugh as her eyes lovingly followed the boys.
"Don't worry about it. I have to deal with this with my boys, and they are older than those two." Esme said with a laugh. Her eyes wandered to Jasper, Emmett, and me, filling with love like Lucy's.
Lucy and Esme are really getting along well, don't you agree? Carlisle commented.
"Anyway, to the living room." Lucy led everyone except the yelling boys down the hall to a chocolate brown painted room with white trim.
All the furniture was white, from the three-seat couch to the big white footrest. The floor was dark-washed wood with a big white rug underneath a white coffee table that had silver stars painted on the corners. The room screamed that a designer made it.
"Your living room is beautiful." Esme clapped her hands together upon seeing it.
Taking a seat on the couch, I waited for everyone to sit down. Bella came into the room, and the only seat was next to me. Thankfully, she didn't hate me enough that she would rather sit on the floor than next to me.
"So where should we start?" Chandler spoke for the first time that night.
"When and why did Bella get changed?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. I needed to know when; I needed to know why my sweet Bella got condemned to this horrible life.
"First of all, it's Izzy. And I got changed a year after you left because a bear attacked me when I was wandering through the forest looking for our meadow." Bella's voice was cold.
I sat there transfixed as everyone, even the boys who had stopped by for a few minutes, told their stories of how they were changed. But I only heard parts of them as the coldness of Bella's voice seeped through my dead veins. Everyone had gone from Lucy being changed and having to bite Chandler because they couldn't "live" without each other, to Jeremy being abused and having no other family, to the boys getting separated from their family and running into a vampire and getting their unusual gift, and lastly to Emily who was just finishing up her story of draining her boyfriend's blood. If we all could cry, even Emmett would be, and poor Jasper had to deal with all the emotions. I had earlier heard Carlisle tell my story for me, and I hadn't talked all night, just listened.
"Edward, what did you do when you left?" a sweet voice asked me. Turning my head, I found it was from Bella.
"Well, um, Edward was…" Alice began to cover for me.
"No, Alice, let me tell them." I took an unneeded breath before beginning. "Truthfully, I have, until this trip, been in my room in a ball on the floor. I only left the house to feed." I said quietly, but having vampire hearing everyone could hear me.
Bella looked like she thought I was joking until she saw the pain playing in my family's faces confirming my story.
"Look at the time, we have to go." Carlisle's voice ended the silence.
"Well okay. Bye Esme." Lucy's face fell when she found out a fellow mother was leaving already.
"Bye Lucy." Esme said, giving her a hug.
"Yes!" Alice yelled. "We'd love to!"
"What the-" Rosalie asked confused.
"Emily, just ask us." Alice said her eyes full of anticipation.
"Oh, wait, before you leave, tomorrow night is a big grand opening of one of my vampire friends. She is opening a human and vampire club and gave me eight passes for some of her special drinks, and since Lucy, Chandler, and I probably don't want to go, and Dustin and Jared are too young-looking, why don't Edward, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, and Emmett come in their place?" Emily asked us.
"See you tomorrow at eight. We know the way here. Come on Jasper, I have to go pick out my outfit!" Alice pulled Jasper out of the house, dancing.
"Bye Bel-Izzy." I said, turning towards Bella. I didn't expect an answer.
"Bye Edward." She replied softly.
It felt like my dead heart was being sewed back together with that little comment…
Like it then review it. Good? Good, now onto the next chapter…hmmm a good name…I know! For now it will be Clubbing with Alice I might change it but for now it's good, FYI that's your little extra thing for me keeping you waiting so long for chapter 2 sure it's not that big of a thing but hey I'm only human…or am I? LOL .
Last thing since summer is coming up and my wonderful editor is going on vacation (lucky her) I most likely will be a while for the story to be updated sorry, though I might post it un-edited. Review and tell me if you want it to be like that.
Yet another editor's note: Yeah, so I'm sorry it took so long for this to be edited. gingeralejunkie's been nagging me a little, but I have homework. (Yes, I know, still in school. Unbelievable!) So if you fans out there have been bored with waiting, fear no more! I can now make editing 1st priority! Or maybe 2nd. I have a math final coming up… Anyway, I know you probably hate my stupid rants, but too bad. I like them.