Hm. A little late, but Twilight is not mine. This standard disclaimer is for this chapter, all the chapters that came before it, and all that will cum after it. Now rainbow away!

My undies are kind of crusty in the morning and that's gross so I change them. And then when I peed, stuff gushed out of me. Not from my pee hole but from my baby hole. It wasn't monthly blood, just this clear egg-white looking stuff. That was gross too. And it took three times to wipe before I was finally dry down there.

Flower touching is messy business. But I guess it can't all be good.

I also kind of broke my promise about Mr. Cullen. I didn't really think of him. That's why it's only kind of broken. I only spelled his name on my flower. A kind of broken promise is way better than a completely broken promise, so it's okay if I restart the promise to right now.

I don't want or need Mr. Cullen and because of this the sun seems to be shining even brighter today that I skip through the school doors. My skirt flies up with me and I think I accidentally show some undies, but that's okay. It was only a little.

And then Alice is right there. Stopping my skipping with her bouncy curls and too-tight jeans—these ones pink—and that fancy button down shirt. I hate it all.

"Hi, Bella."

"Hi."

"What are you wearing?"

"My Brave Heart Lion shirt. He's my favorite of the Care Bear friends."

That shake and bounce again. I really don't like bouncy curls. "Remember what we talked about yesterday?"

"Yes, but I like my clothes, and Rossy told me not to change for anyone."

Alice's lip trembles, but I've seen her do that to her mom when she wanted the double fudge chocolate cake with frosted blue flowers for breakfast, so I know it's fake. When Alice is for-real sad, her right eye starts twitching. "I miss you, Bella."

Head tilt. That's confusing. "Why didn't you sit with me at lunch yesterday then?"

Another sigh. "I told you. I can't hang out with you if you dress like this. I have my whole high school career to think about."

I don't even know what to say to that.

"You promised me, Bella! Remember! You promised me would do high school together."

I frown at that and side-step around Alice. "I want to do high school together with you, but you don't want me. You want someone who dresses like you. I don't like your clothes. Those jeans make my feel like I'm in jail and buttons are hard for me to do. You know that!"

I don't even wait for her answer because I'm crying just a little bit and I don't want her to see. The classroom door is just right there so I go in. Green green eyes and button down shirts. I kind of like button down shirts again.

…oops.