Chapter 7 : The Rest Of Them
APOV
The sun peeked through the curtains, waking me up. I looked over at Bella's bed, it was empty. I wondered where she was. My question was answered as she came out of the bathroom, her long brown hair was wet, and she was rubbing at it with a towel. Her features were very solemn her eyes looked sad, and determined, and her lips were set in a straight line. She must have read the blog I thought to myself.
"Morning Bella!" I chirped, trying to sound happy and positive. Her lips twitched the tiniest bit into a smile.
"Morning Alice, have you urm read the blog?" she asked her voice shaky with uncertainty.
"Yes, I have. But don't worry Bella, no one will believe the nonsense, I'm honestly not affected by it. You shouldn't be either, its most certainly untrue." I consoled her, getting out of bed to give her a hug.
"But the thing about Rosalie, how spiteful and cruel could someone be? The poor girl probably isn't going to have a smooth recovery. Even if she does have an eating disorder, why is it anyones business to leak it ?" she asked, generally distraught.
She really was a sweet and caring girl, like nobody I'd ever met. Why somebody would be so quick to jump to such a conclusion about her is beyond me.
"I'm not sure Bella, but I think we should try our best to forget about it, and hope that this blogger doesn't do any more damage. Anyway what's the time?" I asked
"Ten am," she answered.
"Well Bella I'm going to get ready to meet my brother, I'm sure he'd love to meet you. Maybe we can all meet up for dinner tonight. But for now, I need to go and have some sibling time with Edward, I'll see you later!" I smiled, bouncing off towards the walk in wardrobe to get dressed.
I picked out a blue dress, with a leather peter pan collar, and a pair of black heeled boots. I brushed out my short black locks, that curled round the shape of my face, but stood sharp and on end at the same time. I looked at myself in the mirror. Whoever that blogger was, they were so wrong about me and my fashion sense! I scoffed in my head. Most definitely I would be walking out of here today, with my head held high, proving to the blogger that I was not affected by her petty little insults. At least I would look strong on the outside, to try and avoid the hurt on the in… Edward and I would find out who had done this.
BPOV
I watched as Alice skipped away and into the walk in wardrobe. Though she may be saying all these things about being unaffected, I could see in her movements that it hurt her more than she let on. There was less bounce to the way she moved, and her smile didn't quite reach her eyes, and her eyes didn't sparkle as much. Even though I had known her less than a day, I'd been studying her facia; expressions and body language. So to me, there was an obvious difference in her behaviour. Well, I'd knocked Alice down, now I needed to get on with the next job at hand. Getting to know the rest of the house. Now this should be exciting.
I left the room, and went down the stairs, where a buzz of conversation was coming from. The kitchen door was open and around the island table sat the seven other occupants of the house. I walked into the kitchen slowly, and instantly recognised a few people. A strawberry blonde, who turned to look at me with a huge fake smile plastered over her face.
"Hi! I'm Lauren Mallory! You know Mia Mallory, the top models, daughter! Yeah, and my dad owns the line of sportswear, Vortex. But of course you already knew that!" she boasted. Egotistical brat! She needed to be brought down a peg.
"Hi Lauren, lovely to meet you. I'm Isabella, but please call me Bella. But urm I think you already know about my family and our past, so I won't bore you!" I laughed nervously looking at the floor, fighting the urge to flash her a fake smile. I had to keep up my guard.
"Well Bella," said a mousy brown haired girl. "I'm Jessica Stanley. My mother owns Bridge cosmetic line, and my father owns MillionAndGold Estate Agents. They're still happily married, despite their separate businesses, and financial issues they've faced over the years!" she announced happily. The snide comment about happy marriage was clearly meant to wound me, but instead I just sucked it up.
"Well I'm glad to hear it. My family, I suppose, we were just a little dysfunctional, but we're all happy where we are!" I smiled shyly up at her.
"Bella, you're so strong. I'm Angela Weber, I won't uh bore you with my family business, we aren't nearly as established as the rest of you!" she smiled humbly. The girl wore glasses, and had her thick deep brown hair pulled into a ponytail. I smiled back at her.
"Hi Bella, I'm Renee, this is my twin Esme." said a black haired girl, pointing to her identical sister, the only difference between them was that Esme had dyed her hair red.
"I'm Lea Clearwater," came the monotonous voice of a frizzy haired girl.
"Hiya," I waved at all three of them.
"I'm Victoria!" came the cocky voice of an obnoxious red head. "It was nice to meet you, but Leah and I really must be going! Last minute shopping, before school starts in two days time! Anyway must be off! Goodbye!" she said linking arms with Leah and heading for the door.
"It was nice meeting you all, but I'm just going to go and see the school secretary, see you all later!" I smiled and left the room.
I was about to do a bit of hunting, Leah and Victoria seemed very odd as they went off shopping… Hmm, I feel a new post coming a long I thought. Heading towards where they were walking. Things were really about to get interesting.