Longest chapter yet!


APOV

When I woke up, I only had time to say good morning to Jazz and Bella before I had to use the restroom. When I got back, breakfast was waiting for me. After breakfast, I asked Bella what classes she enrolled for. She blushed and told me she enrolled in full IB. I grinned at her. An intellectual! I grinned at her, and told her that Jasper and I did as well. I asked her which high level courses she enrolled for. She said, "History, English, and Biology." I told her that Jazz might be in her class. I was impressed; history was one of the harder high level courses. She nodded at me, and she seemed unsurprised. It must be because she saw him watching the special on the war of 1812 last night. I realized that Edward might be in her other two high level courses, and proceeded to warn her about him. I told her about his playboy ways, and she told me that she was not interested in 'trivial things like love'. I felt a little sad. She seemed so sure; yet so lonely. And she was so young, too! She seemed to have closed the door firmly in love's face. I vowed to get to the bottom of this, and change her views. I would not allow Bella to spend her later years as a crazy cat lady! However, I was satisfied that she wouldn't be one of those people that sneered at my warning. They were all about his pretty face, nothing else.

Soon after our plane landed, and we walked off the plane. I spotted Emmett instantly; he was very noticeable in a crowd with his big build. I saw Rosalie next to him, smiling at us. Rosalie was actually a very caring person; she was just protective and wary of strangers. Once Jasper and I reached them, Rosalie gave us a quick hug and turned to walk out towards Emmett's Jeep. She wasn't one to linger around pointlessly anyway. I turned to say goodbye to Bella, but she had mysteriously disappeared. I spotted her finally at baggage claim, struggling with her giant suitcase that rivaled the size of mine. "Hey Emmett!" He jogged back to me, with my suitcases in hand, followed closely by Rose. "Can you go help Bella over there?" I pointed to her. "Who, the pretty brown haired one?" Rosalie narrowed her eyes. I didn't know why Rosalie got jealous so easily; it was obvious that the only one Emmett's heart belonged to was her.

He readily agreed, and bounded over. Jasper and I watched Bella struggling with her case, nearly falling over on top of it. We saw Emmett lift that giant thing off and set it on the ground like it was a feather. I guess his muscles did come in handy from time to time. I could hear Emmett's loud voice introducing himself. She seemed a little dazed, then snapped out of quickly and shook his hand. I watched their exchange, and of course Rosalie had to be a little frigid towards a 'threat', and not shake her hand. Jazz and I exchanged amused glances. Emmett asked Bella who she was getting picked up by, and I could see her hesitate a little. I couldn't hear her reply, but I saw a huge man who was even bigger than Emmett interacting with Bella. She nodded her head at whatever he had said, and the man in question took all of Bella's bags, including the heavy suitcase of near-death from Emmett, and strode out of the airplane like a man on a mission. I saw Bella giving Emmett a quick wave before hurrying after the man. Rosalie looked very surprised, and they made their way back to us. "That was Renee Swan's daughter?" She asked me in disbelief. I narrowed my eyes a little and confirmed what she had said. Emmett, sensing discomfort, picked up my bags again, and we made our way to Emmett's huge car. He put my suitcases in the back and we all piled in, and headed home to St. Michaels.

We took longer than usual to come back home, because of heavy traffic. We parked the car in the special parking lot of our dorm, Volturi. Emmett and Jasper took my bags again and we took the elevator up. Emmett thought it was 'so funny' to press every single button on the elevator. Emmett was a big child sometimes. Rosalie rolled her eyes, and let out a sigh. She was used to this. We all were. We stopped at Edward's floor, which was unsurprisingly empty. He was spending the whole vacation with Tanya's family, instead of his own. My mother Esme was quite saddened by that when he asked, but my father Carlisle had just shaken his head. He had given up on Edward a long time ago, but Esme with her big heart, had refused to give up. However, on the second floor which we were used to being empty, we were all surprised to see the doorway open. Overtaken by curiosity, Emmett and I had peered inside. We all did a double take when we saw Bella standing inside, gazing at the wall. We all watched her for a minute, too surprised to do anything. Then Emmett spoke. "Volturi takes some time to get used to, eh Bells?" Her loud voice must've surprised Bella, because she spun around and once she spotted us and comprehended Emmett's teasing remark, she blushed. "Yeah. It does." "What're you doing here?" Rosalie asked, with a sharp edge to her voice. "I uh.. Live here." She answered. "You can afford it?" Rosalie harshly asked, with one brow arched. "Yeah." A beat of silence passed before I decided to speak. "So what are you up to? Besides staring at the wall?" "I was just about to start unpacking." She said. Jasper started saying something, but I was too excited that she was going to open her beautiful Louis Vuitton suitcases to reveal, I'm sure even more designer clothing! I cut him off mid-sentence and I practically begged her to let me unpack. I had to see what was inside! The daughter of a supermodel who had met Karl surely would have some limited edition clothing. "I'm sure she'll be fine, Alice. Control yourself." Rosalie's biting tone scolded me. I suddenly realized that Bella might say no. However, that depressing thought was instantly squashed by Bella's light voice trying to stand up to Rosalie in her own way. Rosalie narrowed her eyes at Bella. The first argument with Rose was always the scariest. "Whatever. Come on, Emmett." Rosalie turned on her heel and walked back into the elevator. She looked expectantly at Emmett, who gave one last shrug and smile to Bella before joining Rosalie. Jasper, probably looking to get out of dealing with me in fashion mode, excused himself to go to the gym.

"So! Where do we start?" I asked. "I think my bedroom's that way?" Bella said while pointing to the direction of the guest bedroom. I laughed. "Oh Bella, that's the way to your guest bedroom! Your bedroom is over here." Bella stood up and followed me to her bedroom, which I opened with a slightly exaggerated, "Ta-dah!" Her eyes widened as she took in the subtle beauty of her bedroom. Volturi was really quite nice. "Wow." She let out a breath, and stepped in to get a closer look. I smiled, remembering my first reaction when I saw my bedroom. It was a classy girl's dream bedroom. Of course, the guys' were a bit different. I followed Bella in after giving her a minute to absorb the beauty. "Where do those lead to?" She asked while pointing to the doors that led to the wardrobe and powder room/bathroom. I winked at her, then explained that through one of those doors led my favorite part of the entire dorm. The wardrobe room. I grabbed her hand and took her through. "Wow." That was probably the only coherent thought that was running through her mind right now. I remembered that when I first came to St. Michaels and saw the wardrobe room, I was speechless. So, she was doing better than I did. "I know right?!" I hope you're ready to go shopping!" I excitedly told her. She had only brought 7 suitcases, one of those which I was sure contained her makeup. 6 suitcases was not enough to fill even an eighth of this glorious room. "I.. Yeah." Bella seemed dazed. I decided that we would be spending a lot of time in this room, unpacking and all, so I took her hand and led her into the powder room. Confusion passed across her face before she blushed and asked me where the 'facilities' were. I barely managed to contain my laugh and guided her through the actual bathroom. I explained how us advanced students had to relax, thus the Jacuzzi. "Come on, we have to go unpack before the day ends!" I reminded her, and she sighed. I could sense that she hated this sort of thing. I, on the other hand, whenever designer clothing was involved, I was game. I steered her back into the bedroom, where her suitcases lay. With some difficulty, we moved all the suitcases into the wardrobe room. "Alrighty then, chop chop everyone!" Bella giggled. "Let's do this!" Even she seemed a little excited, pumping her fist in the air. I danced over to the hidden iPhone dock, and tapped on my playlist that I would always listen to when I unpacked. The first song was Martin Garrix's 'Animals' which I loved to get my heart rate up and pumping. Bella smiled. She grabbed the top suitcase and ran out the door, presumably into the powder room. So I was right! It did hold makeup. I would probably take a trip into her powder room and peek at her makeup soon. I giggled.

I decided that I would begin with the smallest suitcase, and work my way down. I opened the suitcase and lo and behold, it held her lingerie. I laughed to myself. I recognized some of these brands. La Perla, Christies, Lise Charmel, Cosabella… Damn this girl was rich! She must've spent a small fortune on all of these. Giggling, I put them all in the dresser. What was underneath all the lingerie surprised me though. Once I got halfway through, there was so much swimwear and gear. Vix, Juicy Couture, Gucci, 6 Shore Road, and Basta Surf was among Speedo and some of the lesser-fashionable-but-more-sport-oriented suits. I decided I would have to ask her later. She owned some of the top gear that Edward also owned. Upon realizing that Edward was also a college level swimmer, I grinned like the cat that ate the canary. Maybe… A plan formulated in my head, and I couldn't stop smiling. I realized that I would probably have to get myself under control so that Bella wouldn't suspect anything. Once I finished organizing her lingerie/swimwear suitcase, I opened the four gigantic black suitcases. I thought they were clothes, but to my delight they turned out to be shoes! Vince, Frye, Rag & Bone, Marc Jacobs, Chloe, Jimmy Choo, Christian Louboutin, Pedro Garcia, Jason Wu, Alexander McQueen, Versace… This girl was loaded! I squealed at a pair of gorgeous five-inch black velvet and rose gold Jimmy Choos. These were very rare and limited edition! I was jealous of this girl's shoe collection. It was nowhere enough to rival mine, but maybe to rival Esme. She had much more limited edition pairs than I did, however. Bella looked to be about a size 6, same as me! I prayed that she would be. I wanted to borrow some of these shoes so badly! Then, I realized with a start that only 3 of the suitcases (that were all bigger, thank God) contained clothes! I decided that I would drag her to go shopping with me whether she liked it or not as soon as possible. I was interrupted from making a list of all the stores that we had to visit in my head, when Bella returned. I led her over to her dresser and told her what each of the drawers contained, then I teased her about the amount of lingerie she owned. I also asked her about the ridiculous amount of swimming material. She brushed me off, saying that it relaxed her. I sensed that this held some deep history, so I didn't probe any deeper. I asked her if she was going to try out for the swim team. She replied with a vague, "I don't know, maybe." I decided that this would be the cherry on top to my quickly solidifying plan, and encouraged her. Then I asked her what size she was in shoes. I sent a quick prayer up to God that she was indeed a 6. My prayers were answered and I squealed, asking her if I could borrow some of her shoes. She then strode over to her shoe cubbies and held up the gorgeous pair of Jimmy Choos that I had previously drooled over. She told me that they were death traps. Horrified, I denied her accusation immediately. She shrugged. "I'd probably break my neck if I ever walked in these." Then, she uttered the phrase that would make her number two on my friends list, right behind Jasper. "You can have them, if you want." She told me nonchalantly, like it was nothing. I lunged and grabbed her in a tight hug. "You mean it?!" I had to confirm what she had just said and that it was not a figment of my imagination. "Yeah, Alice." I squealed and hugged the shoes close to me. I thanked her repeatedly, and she waved away my thanks yet again. I grinned at her, and suddenly I was even more determined than ever to help her unpack fully, today.


Hope you enjoyed this extra-long chapter! I decided this would be a perfect way to thank you guys for the support.

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