AN: I'm sure you all get tired of hearing this but each and every last one of you are amazing! Thank you all for your encouraging words and suggestions. Amanda suggested I write the scene where Edward and Bella before the bra burning from Edward's perspective. I have it but I don't think I will post it on here...or should I what do you all think? Amanda--I'll be sending it to you, anyone else please let me know. Thanks again! :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing...not even this chair I'm currently sitting on...haha, it's true.

"Bella...Bella,"

I moaned in annoyance, no way I was waking up from this dream. Not only was it the first nightmare free night I've had in days, but I was wrapped up in the arms of a certain bronze haired boy in a field of flowers. I rolled over burying my face into the pillow with a smile tugging at my lips.

"Bella Swan....You need to get up...."

I ignored the annoying voice smiling up into a pair of dark green eyes.

"Bella, Bella, Bella, BELLA!"

Well that did it. I was awake now. Not only was my name screamed into my ear but I was also jumped on.

I yelped in pain, cracking open an eye. Alice's grinning face was there.

"Morning starshine, the Earth says hello," she chirped. I glared at her in a way that most people would have pulled away in fear. But as I've long expected growing up with her bouncing around, she isn't human. I started to smiled at that thought, Alice misinterpreting it started pulling on me.

"That's right! It's a new day of Alice Cullen Beauty School." My smile vanished as I started stretching out my body.

"I can't. I start back at Newton's today," I frowned.

Alice crossed her arms, "That is not acceptable."

I threw my legs over the side of the bed getting to my feet. Alice and I ended up falling asleep in her bed together after watching some chick flick called 10 things I don't like about you...or I do like...whatever, I passed out halfway through it slightly glad I did. I didn't like the look of the sleeping bags spread out on her bedroom floor.

I glanced over my shoulder at Alice and saw her bottom lip jutting out. I laughed slightly saying, "Hey, if you want Mission: Bella Transformation to continue I'm going to need some serious cash...which I really don't have a lot of after yesterday's bra expedition."

I heard Alice snort as I half carried half dragged my bag into the bathroom closing the door behind me. I glanced at the mirror, but seeing a partial rat's nest I groaned looking quickly away. Morning has never been kind to me.

Yanking my bathroom bag from the depths of my duffel, finding and pulling out my shampoo and soap I quickly stripped out of my clothing and hopped into the shower. I turned on the scolding hot water with a sigh. I already felt my muscles start to loosen up and stress from the last few days drain away with all the excess water.

I laid my head against the cool tile letting the steaming water pound into my shoulder blades. Things are going to be great, things are going to be great. I kept repeating that as I scrubbed the shampoo into my hair and the soapy bar over the rest of me.

Feeling relaxed I rinsed off and shut the water off. I slipped out and and wrapped myself up in one of the fluffy black towels. I glanced into the mirror again and was surprised again, but this time for a happier reason.

My hair was laying in perfect curls around my face and a smile firmly in place.

"Things are going to be great!" I grinned at my reflection one last time before hurrying to get changed.

Poking my head into Alice's room I was surprised to find it empty. Shrugging, I brought my duffel out and tossed it onto her bright pink bed as I went about finding my shoes. Tying the laces, and pulling my hair back into a pony tail I felt ready to face the day.

I shouldered my bag and headed for the stairs. Where is everyone? I got to the bottom of the stairs still not encountering anyone. Just as I was considering the merits of calling in a search party, heard the clatter of silverware and the murmuring of voices.

"Ahh breakfast," I smiled, my stomach growling in anticipation. Normally it was just a quick pop tart before school. During the weekend I normally didn't crawl out of bed until at least 12. So this will be a welcomed treat. I discarded my bag at the base of the stairs and continued into the kitchen.

"About time Bella," I looked up at Alice who was looking me over, nodding in approval. I rolled my eyes smiling. On a stool sitting next to her was her father reading the newspaper. Esme was hard at work behind the stove. Edward was M.I.A.--probably still in bed like any other normal teenager.

Esme turned around smiling at me,"Good Morning Bella, sit down," She pointed with a spatula at the free stool next to Carlisle at the counter.

I nodded sitting down with a sigh.

"Morning Bella," Carlisle leaned over kissing my cheek before returning to his paper, "You look nice."

I could hear humor into his voice. "Morning Papa Carlisle," I said a little suspiciously. I wonder if he figured out what Alice and I were up to.

"Here Sweetie," I looked up to see Esme sliding a plate in front of me.

"Thanks Momma."

She winked at me before turning back to the stove.

"What do you have planned for today?" Carlisle asked me putting down his paper.

"I start back at Newton's and then maybe back here if Edward schedules rehearsals."

He smiled nodding and looked up to Esme, "Darling I'm off to the hospital. I'll be home around 6."

Esme smiled and crooked her finger at him. Even though they weren't my biological parents, I was still grossed out as Carlisle beamed walking over to his wife. Esme dropped her spatula with a clatter and pulled him down to a passionate kiss.

I groaned turning to my left shielding my eyes. Peeking through my fingers I saw Alice doing the same thing. We started giggling and I was a little shocked by the natural girlie response bubbling out of me. Alice was good! Maybe she should open up a finishing school or something.

"Alright you two," slowly Alice and I turned towards her parents.

Carlisle rolled his eyes walking over to Alice, Esme was looked a little smug or blissed out...it was hard to tell exactly.

"Bye Sweetheart," Carlisle kissed Alice's forehead and hugged her to his side.

"Bye Daddy, save some lives."

Carlisle laughed releasing her, "I'll try. Bye Dear one," He kissed my forehead.

"Later Papa," I smiled at him.

He threw Esme one last wink which she smirked at before leaving the kitchen, a skip to his step. I shook my head turning back to my plate. Even though PDA- public displays of affection , from my near parents was disturbing, I couldn't help but envy how happy they were. Their happiness was whole and complete just because of that other person. As I finished my plate and got to my feet I couldn't help wondering if I would ever get that.

I shook my head slightly trying to clear my thoughts, "Alright Momma I gotta bounce."

I heard Alice snort, but I ignored her taking my plate to Esme. "Thanks it was great and for letting me stay the night," Esme took my plate and dropped it into the sink. She cupped my face smiling, "You are always welcome. You never have to ask. Have a great day at work."

My throat felt a little tight but I just smiled at her, "I will."

She nodded and pulled me into a hug. I returned it but mainly let her hold me like only a mother could. I sighed pulling back. She patted my cheek before returning to the stove. I turned to Alice, Hmm...how do I say good-bye like a girl? Confused I held my hand out to her. Alice looked at my outstretched hand and expression before rolling her eyes with a huff. She got to her feet and hugged me quickly.

"See ya Bella."

I pulled back and smiled at her, "Peace."

She laughed shaking her head. Shrugging my shoulders, I headed towards the stairs. I stooped mid step and swung it up into my arms. I shouldered it and paused in my exit. I felt like I was being watched, but from a brief glance around the room I saw no one.

I just laughed to myself, I'm already going crazy and I'm not even a perfected girl! I laughed out loud at my own joke and slipped out the front door into the morning light.

At Newton's for all your camping needs....

"Go away Mike."

My eye was twitching, actually twitching. Normally Mike would leave me alone, he gave up on me romantically a long time ago; but it was as if he was a bloodhound trained specifically to sniff out Victoria's Secret apparel. I mean that has to be it, nothing else was different—my clothes were nearly as old as I was and wore them all the time.

"I will—I was just wondering...if maybe...you would want to go out Friday?" Taking a deep breath counting to ten, I turned to him.

"No...thanks. Now go away or I will hurt you."

Mike's face fell but understanding the other half of my statement he took off for the front of the store. I growled out my annoyance, applying the pricing gun a little rougher than was necessary for a pack of water proof matches.

I looked down at my chest as I reached for another pack, but froze feeling my anger grow. No wonder Mike was drooling! My boobs were practically bursting out of my dark blue button down shirt.

"Ah hell," I muttered dropping my price gun and started tugging and pulling on my shirt. Alice must have planned this, she must have foreseen that once she got me into a regular bra that more than half of my wardrobe- clothes would be null and void.

Sighing I picked up my handy-dandy pricer, I returned to work. I'll just be wearing a lot more hoodies until I can get some new shirts, which wouldn't be a look out of the ordinary for me.

After finishing the matches I got to my feet groaning. I stretched out the muscles in my back, feeling eyes on me.

I glared to my left and watched Mike flinched behind the registers. Ha! See the correct human response, I felt a smile working its way across my face.

'BUZZ!'

I jumped feeling around in my pockets. Finally finding my phone, I pulled it out and discretely flipped it open. One new text sat glowing up at me. Glancing around the near empty store, I clicked to read it:

Bells. Rehearsals 7 idiot's layer.

I snorted snapping my phone shut and sliding it back into my jeans. I couldn't help smiling. Idiot's layer indeed, like we would practice anywhere else but good ol' Em. Always good to make me feel better...at least momentarily. I glanced down at my clothes, I definitely need to get a hoodie.

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