AN: SECOND CHAPTER UP TODAY (woot!). Ok, so this is part 1 of this chapter. The next one will explain something that I cant tell you yet cuz u will just have to read it to find out. Hahaha. I hope you like it… I need it to happen and I will explain at the bottom of this chp in another AN. Umm I hope you like bella's surprise! XD. OH and I also accidentally forgot the disclaimer last time, so here it is:

Disclaimer: I own the Twilight series. No, seriously! Come look at my book shelf. (But, i am no Stephenie Meyer) x2

Previously:

He held out his hand for me and helped me out of my seat. He pulled me into him and I laid my head on his cold chest. He gently kissed the top of my head and I shivered. I nervously looked around, waiting for Emmett to make fun of my reaction again, but I realized the room was empty.

"Subtle." I joked, turning back to Edward.

"They do know how to clear a room." He laughed his soft musical laughter and pulled back so he could look at me in the eyes. "Are you ready for your surprise now?" His smiled crookedly as he saw my eyes widen.

I really hate surprises.

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Chapter 9: Surprise!

"Not quite," I gulped. I really did hate surprises.

"The answer is yes, my love." He scooped me up in his arms and ran me out of the kitchen and into the hallway.

We were met by most of his family. Alice was sitting on Jasper's lap stroking his hair, on the bottom step, trying to cool him down (he was still suffering from all of these emotions). Emmett had his keys in his hand and was leaning on the front door, ready to go. Rose was farther back smiling sadly at me… Why?

"Finally," Emmett complained.

He opened the door and ran out into the Jeep.

"Emmett's coming?" I questioned him suspiciously.

He quickly averted his eyes and fought back the smile that beginning to show on his lips.

"Of course I am!" He hollered from the Jeep. "Someone has to restrain you."

Another wave of panic overcame me and I heard Jasper let out an exasperated sigh. "Sorry," I said, turning around a little.

"Bella, love, it will be fine. Trust me, ok?" Edward squeezed my hand, trying to soothe me.

"If it will be fine, then why would I need Emmett to restrain me?"

He silenced me with a soft kiss and whisked me out to the car. He set me up in the jeep and began to fasten the million safety buckles.

"I can buckle myself, thank you," I complained.

He just laughed and shook his head. He was done within seconds and slid in next to me. He reached over and squeezed my hand in his again. I looked up in his eyes and lost my place… I know I was upset about something.

Emmett revved up the jeep and went speeding down the long, winding driveway.

"So where exactly are we going? Am I allowed to know that?"

"No." They both answered at the same time.

"And why not?"

"Because that would ruin the surprise," Emmett teased, stepping harder on the gas when we got onto the main road.

The jeep lurched and I clung on to Edward as Emmett quickly rounded the corner. "I don't mind... I'm not one for surprises, so - "

"Forget it, Bella. We are not telling you. How about we talk about something else?" While Edward spoke, he pulled me as close to him as the seat belt allowed. He kissed the top of my head.

I pulled away from him and stuck out my bottom lip in a pronounced pout. I looked up at Edward right in the eye. I remembered what Alice had told me the other night: "Bella, with one of your 'looks,' Edward melts and will do anything you ask him to." I bit back a smile as I let my eyes widen into a puppy dog pout. I saw his eyes begin to weaken and he parted his lips to speak.

But Emmett stopped him. "Jeeze, she has you wrapped around her finger, Eddie," he teased. "Bella, this is one of the reasons I had to be brought along. Not that I mind... It really will be interesting when you - "

Edward let out a low warning growl, silencing whatever he was going to say next.

"So, Bella..." Emmett started laughing at me when he saw my confused look as I continued to pout. "How'd you sleep?" At this point, he made no more effort to hide his amusement. His loud laughter boomed throughout the Jeep and I covered my ears.

"She slept fine Emmett," Edward answered.

"Yeah Emmett. How did you sleep?" I shot back, sticking out my tongue.

He shook his head as his laughter died down. "Actually, very well, thanks."

For the rest of the car ride, Emmett continued to laugh at my expense. When the car slowed, I turned to look out of the window. My jaw dropped when I saw that we were pulling into a car dealership.

"EDWARD?" My voice was shaking now, part from anger and part from fear. I could feel that my breath was coming in short gasps, making me dizzy.

"Bella. Bella, calm down. Breathe, please Bella, breathe." His voice was quivering with worry as he spoke.

"Edward?! Why the hell are you taking me to a CAR DEALERSHIP?!" I was inching towards a breakdown. I hated when they spent money on me, and I had turned down his offers for a new car a numerous amount of times. And now, here they had me, trapped. No escape.

"Bella, please just be open minded about this…"

"It wasn't her fault," Emmett said as he pulled into an empty parking space.

"What wasn't whose fault?" I could feel my sanity wearing thin. What the hell was going on?

"Ok, Bella, I will explain… But you have to promise not to interrupt me." Edward began, hesitantly.

"Fine. Just tell me, already!"

"Well, I know how much you love your truck… but you wouldn't be able to drive it much longer. Once you become… one of us… you will need to drive much faster, but that old truck wouldn't make it. I went to Rosalie –"

"WHAT DID ROSALIE DO TO MY TRUCK?"
"Bella, please stop screaming… Don't interrupt and I will tell you." He cleared his throat and composed himself before he spoke again. "I took your truck to Rose and asked her to fix it up. Not do much… just add a new engine so it could handle more speed. At first, she didn't want to do it because she 'had no reason to do me a favor,' but she couldn't say no to fixing a car. Any car… even your truck! Well, she worked on it at night while you slept; she wanted it to be a surprise. She really loves you, you know. I know you think that she hates you, but she already thinks of you as a sister. She has never done a better job with a car before. When she finished, she promised that the truck would be able to handle max speed, even though you wouldn't need it too soon. She also put a silencer switch on it so you could control the volume of the engine… She liked the load roar before, but wasn't sure if you did. She didn't do anything to the interior because she was worried that it would upset you.

"Well, after she showed me her, as she called it, work of art, she needed to take it on a safety test. You know, to make sure everything was working properly. She drove it up to Seattle and was very pleased that she could reach speeds around 200. Everything was working beautifully, until, that is, she lost control."

"Lost control?!" I asked. Then quickly closed my mouth so he would continue. Emmett was turned around in his seat and was watching my face, all silliness had disappeared.

"Yes, lost control. It had nothing to do with what she did, though. You know she would never hurt a car… She loves them too much. But since your truck is so…"

"Ancient," Emmett suggested.

"Yes, since it is such a seasoned truck, it reacted badly with some of the wires. While she was driving, she lost control of the car, like I said. The power steering had completely stopped working and she drove it straight into a tree."

I winced a little as I imagined my truck being pulverized at speeds nearing 200 mph.

"She was fine, of course. But your truck, love, was… ruined. It was completely wrapped around the tree. I saw it in her panicked mind when she came home… It looked like a giant metal ribbon. She was horrified seeing it in such a horrible condition. She was even more upset that there was nothing she could do to fix it. She wanted to apologize to you before, but…"

I shook my head slowly, trying to forget the memories that I had of the truck. The time Edward saved me from being squished into it by Tyler… our escape from James (ok, so that one wasn't the best…). "She did it on purpose, didn't she? She doesn't want me to be one of you, so why would she help with the truck's speed, which I would need when I was transformed?"

Emmett answered me. "She would never do something like that, Bella. You know that. She could never hurt a car… any car. Please, Bella, she has been devastated. She feels so guilty and she won't forgive herself. Won't you? For her? For… for me?" His voice was pained, not the same Emmett I was used to.

"I… I do forgive her. I guess I know she wouldn't…" I put my palm on my head to try to suppress my oncoming migraine. "I know she wouldn't and I forgive her. It's just…"

"I know, I know." Edward said, rubbing my back soothingly.

Emmett smiled again. "On the plus side, we found an awwwwsome car for you!"

"Not too expensive, right?"

"Bella, price doesn't matter,' Edward answered.

"Does to me. How much is it, Edward?"

He looked away from me, averting his eyes. "How about I show it to you before you make your decision. Either way I'm buying it… Even if you don't want it, it would be a great addition to our car collection."

I let out a slow sigh, but agreed. When I was released from my seat belt, we walked over to the showcase room. I looked up at the sign before I walked in. Bugatti. Sounded foreign, defiantly expensive. As soon as we walked into the glass room that smelled like new-cars, a man with dark black, slicked back hair and a grey pinstriped suit walked towards us.

"How may I help you?" He asked in a snotty tone, looking us up and down. I'm sure it was strange for them to get three teenagers in this fancy car dealership.

"Yes," Edward answered, looking at me, smiling. "I am Edward Cullen. I called earlier about a car?"

The man's eyes opened wider when he heard the name. "Oh, yes, of course Mr. Cullen. We have the car in the back, private show room. We had the color in today and it is ready for you to drive off of the lot." He started walking and gestured for us to follow. "Excellent choice, I may add. The Bugatti Veyron is one of our finest cars."

As we walked back through the glassed hallway, I tripped over various flat surfaces, but Edward caught me every time. The snotty man came to a stop when we entered a brightly lit room that had frosted windows instead of the clear walls that the other showrooms had. In the center of the room, there was a small circular table rotating. There looked like there was a small car on it, but it was hidden under a dark drape.

The salesman stepped towards the car and set his hand on the black sheet. "Mr. Cullen, and guests, may I present to you… The BUGATTI VEYRON!" He pulled back the sheet with a whooshing noise and let it fall to the ground. (AN: link for car picture - see bottom)

As soon as I saw the car, my jaw fell open. It was… beautiful. It looked fast. It was black on the bottom and faded into a royal-midnight blue, Edward's favorite color for me. Edward quickly looked over at me, looking for my reaction. I turned, still with my jaw hanging agape, and he smiled widely.

The salesman began to talk about the car's details as it turned slowly, shining in the light. "With its luxurious size, the Veyron is a perfectly balance combination of high-powered performance and sleek, racy design."

Emmett interrupted the man with a low whistle as he walked up to get a closer look.

The man cleared his throat and continued. "Even at a complete standstill, the car's enormous power is made visible by its impressive mid-engine, elevated majestically beneath the chassis." I couldn't agree more… it looked so intimidating. "The Veyron's bold proportions, well-balanced surfaces, and clear line structures give an impression of pure, sleek elegance."

"It's gorgeous," I breathed, walking forward (hand in had) with Edward. The turntable stopped and the Edward opened the driver's door, assisting me as I climbed in. I lightly brushed the dashboard with my fingers and continued to stare in awe at the beautiful car.

The snotty man continued to talk as I slid my hand around the steering wheel. "The design of the Veyron honors a great heritage without drifting off into a retro style. Every detail of the classic two-tone color scheme, from the 20s and 30s, has been carefully thought out, resulting in the typical Bugatti profile with the classic, contrasting ellipsis. The 'crest line' that runs uninterrupted from the hood is a proud homage to the Veyron's forebears."

He continued to ramble about its beauty, but I could already see it. I started to tune him out as I imagined driving down the streets of Forks in this. But… What would people think? If I suddenly had this car? I mean, it looked very expensive…

"With its classic look, the large radiator grill –"

"How much is it?" I interrupted, looking up from the car.

"Excuse me, Miss?"

"What is the price?" I asked again, standing up and gently shutting the door.

"Well, since Mr. Cullen is a repeat customer, the price for the stunning car is a mere 1,700,00."

My jaw dropped again as I rounded on Edward. "Excuse me?" I softly hissed.

He smiled a little and whispered so that only I could hear. "Bella, it's fine. For our family, this is like if you went out for a cheeseburger. Please, relax. I am going to buy it anyway. You might as well enjoy it…"

Emmett was still drooling over the car when he heard us. He turned away from it, though, to ask the salesman if we could have a moment to talk about it. The man nodded his head and left.

"DUDE! Bella, can I drive it?" He beamed.

"Um… Sure?"

He got into the car to get a feel for it, but he looked ridiculous. He barely fit! His knees were up near his elbows and he had his head bent way over, pushed against the ceiling. "Oh, shit."

I laughed a little, and so did Edward.

"Emmett, don't break the car. Remember, you still have your Jeep." Edward helped Emmett get out of the car without damaging it.

"Yeah. I guess. This car would suck at off-roading." He said, trying to convince himself it was better that he didn't fit.

"Well, Bella?" Edward said, turning towards me. "What do you think?"

"It's… amazing." Amazing was an understatement, but I didn't want him to know just how much I loved it. I didn't want him to get too cocky and keep spending money on me. "But, are you sure, Edward? I don't mind getting a less expensive car. I really like my truck, and I am sure that if I got another one like that then –"

"Bella, you are going to need a faster car when you become a vampire." He stiffened a little when he said this out loud; it still bothered him that I would soon be turning into one of them. "And I would really like it if it was this one. At least then I know you will be safe. This thing has a million air bags."

"Fine." I said, faking boredom, but I really was excited.

The salesman came back in and began discussing the details with Edward. As they talked, and Edward paid, I stood mesmerized in front of my new car. I was pulled out of my trance when I felt a small tap on my shoulder. I turned around to look at the source, startled.

"Ready to go? They are going to bring it around front. You can drive it home."

I smiled and stood on my tippytoes to kiss him. "Thank you, Edward. Really, I love it."

He smiled again and grabbed my hand, leading us back out into the rain. At least it was only sprinkling. Emmett was walking over to his Jeep; he was going to meet us at home.

"I'll see you there. I want to be off of the road by the time Bella gets behind that thing," he joked.

Edward pulled me close to him as Emmett sped off and I happily rested my head on his chest. I stood up straight, however, when my magnificently gorgeous car pulled up in front of us. The salesman got out of the car and handed me the keys, smiling. I guess this much commission would make even the snottiest of people genuinely happy.

"Enjoy!" He said, as I slid into the seat, putting the keys into the ignition.

I turned them excitedly and heard the engine rev quietly.


Next Chapter:
Rosalie's Point of View

AN: Well, there was Bella's surprise. Sorry if you like bella's truck, but you know that it has to go if she is going to become a vampire… there is no way her truck would survive their speeds. umm… in the next chapter I am going to do the work on bella's truck in rose's perspective cuz I realy want everyone to knw how horrible she fet about it and thet it really wasn't on purpose. For those of you who didn't see the link of the car picture, here it is: see bottom. Ok so I put up 2 CHAPTERS today, so would you plese do me a solid (haha) and review? PLEASE? And tell me what you think of the car when you talk about the chpter. I LOVE THE CAR and when I saw it I knew it would be perfect. Chapter 10 will be bella driving home and you will find out about someone who visited while they were at the dealership. OOO WHO WAS IT?!

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