A/N: I'm sick again today, so I thought I'd write some more...

Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight, I don't know what I'd do. If I ever get through school, I vow to become a therapist/councellor and end depression/drug abuse/addictions in teens.

Sometimes, not all things can stay good. Not all things can stay cheerful. There'll always be something that'll bring you back to earth, and take you to the reality, that life isn't perfect. No one said that life would be easy, however, they always said, that it would be worth it.

It's a few weeks after Edward asked me to go to Spring Formal with him, and a few weeks after I accepted that invitation. Now Alice and I are heading off on a shopping day trip to Seattle, I suppose this could be interesting. I need a little pick me up. Lately I've been having flashback dreams of the car accident that killed my mother and left me without usage of my right arm for almost ten years. I can't sleep much when I start getting dreams like that, it's disturbing to me.

I yawn and stare out the window of the car, watching the scenery flash by, even though Alice was going by the speed limit today, because Carlisle told her to after her mentioning something about seeing us get in a car accident if she speeded. I totally freaked out, then.

"Bella," Alice says, "Snap out of it. I've been asking you a question for the last five minutes."

"Oh, sorry, Alice." I smile some, "What do you want to ask me?"

"Well, I can't get a clear vision on what you're going to be wearing, so I was wondering what color dress you wanted? Do you have an idea or anything?"

"Well... I was kind of thinking of maybe a royal blue or something?"

"Not black?" Alice asks me, "Not that I disapprove of royal blue..."

"No black, it is a Spring Formal after all. Black doesn't exactly seem like a color to be worn at Spring Formal."

"Or it could be because Edward said that he liked royal blue on you." Alice says, cheerfully.

"Shut up, if he said that he liked pink on me I certainly wouldn't be going out and buying a pink dress, so you can just shut up."

"You like him, Bella."

"No, he's weird. Really really weird. I don't even know why I'm going with him to the Spring Formal. Probably just so I won't hurt his feelings." I was blushing though.

"Oh, come on. You know you're lying, you're blushing, Bella."

"Well, I turn red when I'm mad." I say.

"You aren't mad though, you're just in denial."

"I am not in denial, Alice. Will you stop trying to hook me up with your brother?"

"I'm not trying to hook you up, in my opinion, you've kind of hooked yourself up, just by saying yes to accompanying him to the Spring Formal."

"No, I haven't, Alice."

"Alright, whatever you think, Bella." she giggles, "Whatever you think."

I just cross my arms and put my earphones in my ear, listening to my iPod for the rest of the trip, completely ignoring Alice. Not that she seemed bothered by me ignoreing her. She was getting to take me shopping, nothing depressing about today for her.

Finally she parks at one of the malls in Seattle and drags me in to the first dress store she sees, and I sigh, quite annoyed when she starts throwing me in to all these different frilly and girlie things.

"Alice, stop, I told you nothing like this." I say, gagging at a frilly pink dress I had just walked out of the dressing room in.

"Oh, but Bella, it looks so nice on you!" she says, making me do a little twirl.

"It also makes me want to shove needles in my eyes." I say quite blankly.

"Well, that sounds just lovely." she snorts at me.

"Yeah, it does, doesn't it?" I ask, going back in to the change room and pulling off that dress. "Can we go to a store less frilly...?"

"Yeah, fine." Alice sighs in defeat, "but there's this really pretty purple dress with a pink bow-"

"No, Alice." I cut in, "Absolutely not."

"Oh, lighten up, Bella." she sighs, as I walk out of the change room in my clothes, that aren't insanely bright and preppy looking.

"Alright, moving on to the next store." I say, "Any... vibes as to where we should go next?"

"Yeah, actually, I am getting a bit of a vibe." she grabs me by me sleeve and practically drags me to the next store.

It seems better to me. I look around it, at at some of the different colors that were in it. Mostly blues, greens and yellows. Alice already has at least five dresses for me to try on, but I have my own ideas. It was a royal blue dress, it has spaghetti straps, and the top is triangular, like a bikink top might be. It was an empire waist, and directly in the middle of the empire waist line was a diamond shape, and it was weaved. The waist line 'band' was silky, and the rest of the dress was really flowy and airy. Light fabric. It fell just at about my knees...and it came in black, too. However, I wanted the blue one. (A/N: The dress I am describing is my Semi Formal Prom dress for this year, therefore I do have a picture, and might post it as my 'profile' picture at some point if you're interested in seeing it. I'm not that good at describing...)

"Oh, that dress is nice." Alice says, "It's kind of simple, though, don't you think?"

"Yeah...but you can match it with some nice jewelry and shoes and then it'd be very nice." I try to reason with her.

"You want to try that dress then, don't you, Bella?"

"Yes, I do." I say, grabbing one in my size and heading over to the dressing room.

I try that dress on, and I absolutely love how it looks on me. It softened my look quite a bit and really did make me look pretty.

"Bella," Alice calls, "Hurry up! I want to see the dress."

"Alright, Alice." I say, and walk out of the changing room.

"Oh, you look nice." she grins, "You actually wear simple things quite well."

I snort, "Oh shut up. You don't need to be a vampire to pull off the simplest of things."

A human actually heard me say that and Alice's eyes go quite wide, the same with mine. "Yeah, nice expression...or... um, something. I often hear people at the high school using that now. You're starting to become an android like the rest of them."

"Oh, yeah." I say, following along, "Really. I should learn how to get my own style."

"Yes, Bella." Alice rolls her eyes, "Now, is this the dress you want? I can tell you really like it, and I think Edward will like it, too. Not that that matters to you, apparently."

"Yeah, I want this dress, I really do love it."

"Good, now we can buy this one, go shoe and accessory shopping, and then go and buy you some new day clothing."

I groan.

Just the part I really hate. The normal 'day wear' shopping. Can life be any more annoying at the moment? Yes, yes it can be.

*~*~*

It's the night of Spring Formal already. It came so quickly, just like tenth grade came so quickly, as well as my 16th birthday and other random crap. Next year will be my grade 11 year, wow...

"Bella, stop squirming!" Alice complains as both she and Rosalie (a.k.a the Queen Bitch) work on my hair, curling it with a curling iron, because all my flat iron use seems to have straightened and contained my hair quite considerably, even though you may as well say it's officially fried.

"I'm sorry, but I hate people messing around with my hair! You know that." I whine.

"You can't have it straight tonight, though. It needs to be curly and pretty. Keep your hair natural for once, it's gorgeous that way."

"Ew." I say, blandly.

"If you sit still we'll be done a lot quicker." Rosalie says, and although I couldn't see her at the moment, I could tell she was rolling her eyes.

"Oh shut up." I say, quite simply.

Yeah, she and I still do not see eye to eye, and I doubt we ever will. I don't associate with Queen Bitches, they annoy me.

Finally they get done with my hair and Alice quickly applies a thin layer of make up, and looks me over with a piercing eye.

"Yeah, you look good. Edward will be pleased."

"Like I say, I'm not worrying about pleasing him."

"THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" Emmett yells.

"STOP LISTENING IN ON MY CONVERSATIONS!"

"FOR WHEN IT'S A KINKY CONVERSATION...THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!"

I glare at Rosalie, "Why you married that is beyond me."

"SHE DIDN'T SAY THAT, THOUGH!"

Rosalie rolls her eyes, "Oh, I'll get him for that later, and Emmett, don't you dare say 'That's what she said' again, or I'll give Bella full permission to murder you when she's a vampire." with that Rosalie walks out of my room.

I strap on my shoes and head downstairs, where Edward was sitting in the living room with Carlisle and Esme.

"Bella." he says, looking up and smiling.

"Edweird." I greet him, in the same tone he greeted me in. Which means it was nice.

"Even on Spring Formal night." he shakes his head.

"Sorry, but you know that's just what I'm like."

"THAT'S WH- OW!" there's a sound of a few things shattering and then, "Awe, Rosie, babe!"

I can't help but snicker as Esme and Carlisle sigh. Probably wondering what they ever got themselves in to. Yeah, guys, for taking all of us in, you have to be pretty stupid.

"You look lovely, Bella." Esme says, finally.

"Yes, very pretty." Carlisle agrees.

"Thanks." I smile at them.

"They're right, Bella." Edward speaks up, "You're stunning."

"You don't look so bad yourself, Cullen." I wink at him.

"Yeah, well, are you ready to go?" Edward asks.

"I'm ready if you are." I grin.

Yes, no 'That's what she said!' this time.

"Good." Edward says, taking me by the arm.

We get in to his silver Volvo and he turns on some music. I hum softly along to it as the car purrs to life.

"Oh, and I'm just letting you know... I'm not dancing."

"That's fine. I consider it a triumph just getting you to go to the dance with me."

"Yeah, don't count on it all the time, hot stuff." I joke.

"Hot stuff?" he asks, raising his eyebrows.

"Oh come on, you can't deny you're good looking." I shrug.

"Okay..." he says.

The rest of the car ride is silent until we get to the school, and Edward parks the car, and then gets out, opening my door for me, making me blush. I should be use to it, though. Everyone opens the door for me. I guess it's just something with those old fashioned males.

Edward cons me in to dancing with him but in a more secluded area, which was alright with me. Even though I really can't dance.

"You know, you really do look beautiful tonight." he tells me, making me blush even more, and then kissing me fire red cheeks.

"You know, you're really flattering me, Cullen. It should be illegal."

"Illegal to tell a beautiful girl just how beautiful she is?"

"Yes." I say simply, as he then kisses my forehead, "Will you stop that?!"

"No." he says, and then gently presses his stone cold lips to mine. My eyes widen, but I find myself responding to the kiss, my arms already around his neck.

Holy Hell... I'm kissing Edward Cullen.

A/N: Heh, I just had to do that. I'm not sure when I will update again, just giving a fair warning, because I'm falling back in to depression again, and I just feel that you people who read this story deserve to know. If something ever should...happen... my friends have passwords to my accounts and what not, so yeah. Live, Laugh, Love and never do anything stupid.