A/N: So, this chapter is mostly the inner workings of Bella's mind and her trying to figure out what's going on. Her life was simple and she finally has moved on from a jerk, when Alice and Edward's bet turns her life upside down.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters, Stephanie Meyer does! I just love the characters and writing about them.

I woke up the next morning to something poking me in the stomach. It took me a few moments to realize that I was on the sectional in the Cullen's family room and the thing poking, or actually kicking me in the stomach, was Alice's foot. I grabbed it, jerking her, which ended up with her face-planting on the carpet.

"What the crap?" she exclaimed, jolted from her sleep.

I couldn't stop laughing. Looking around, I noticed the clock on the wall said it was 10 a.m. and we were the only ones still in here.

"C'mon Alice! Apparently everyone else is already up and I'm hungry." I said, helping her off the floor and heading into the kitchen to find something to eat. Rosalie was already sitting at the bar eating and Esmé, Alice's mom, was at the stove cooking what looked like eggs and bacon.

"There are my other two sleepyheads," Esmé said as we walked into the room.

Grabbing two plates from the cabinet, she dished some eggs and bacon on them, placing them on the bar by two glasses. "Have a seat girls. Pancakes are in the warmer on the bar, along with syrup and butter. Juice or milk?"

"Juice," both of us replied.

Esmé poured us both juice and set the pitcher by us, before proceeding to grill us about our spa experience and the outfits we purchased. Alice and Rose went into great detail, especially concerning my reluctance to pick out outfits, while I tried my best to ignore them, choosing to focus on how delicious my breakfast was. I'm not joking, Esmé is the best cook ever. She has taught me how to make several things since I moved to Forks, which my Dad has been very grateful for. My mom, let's just say she was never cut out to be the domestic type. Don't get me wrong! I love my mom with all my heart; however, she is more of a free spirit than the "June Cleaver" type. She taught me how to live life to the fullest, take chances, and order take-out. Charlie, on the other hand, taught me to over-think things and be cautious; however, he also was a big fan of take-out or heading to the diner. Thankfully, Esmé had taken pity on Charlie and me, teaching me to cook and sending home leftovers when I ate with the Cullen's, which was usually two or three times a week, if not more. She was my second mom, Carlisle, my second dad, and their house, my second home.

"So, do I get a fashion show later this afternoon?" Esmé asked, bring me out of my thoughts.

"I guess so," I replied. "I just got a few pieces. Rose probably has more to show and Alice tried to buyout the whole place."

"Bella, Bella, Bella," Esmé sighed. "What am I going to do with you? The shopping trip and Spa Day was a back-to-school gift for the three of you. I wanted you to buy several outfits and everything you needed for the bet you and Alice lost to Edward."

"Esmé, I'm so thankful for everything yesterday." I replied. "You know me, I'm just a jeans and tee-shirt type of girl….. Wait! What did you say? You know about the bet?"

"Of course dear," she laughed. "Alice texted me all about it yesterday, when you refused to cooperate about the clothes. Just relax and enjoy the new clothes. That will be the best revenge!"

We just shook our heads at Esmé as she walked off. After finishing our breakfast and loading our dishes into the dishwasher, we started it and headed upstairs to change into our bathing suits before heading out to the pool. Since I hadn't brought a bathing suit with me, I ended up wearing my new two piece that Rose and Alice had talked me into getting yesterday. It was royal blue that blended into emerald-green and consisted of a strapless top that twisted in the middle with a matching French bikini bottom. We spent most of the afternoon swimming and lounging by the pool, before heading inside to shower and model our new clothes for Esmé. While we were having our "fashion show", as Alice liked to call it, they guys walked in. They looked like they had been playing soccer, considering that they were sweaty and Edward was holding a soccer ball. Emmett started with the wolf-whistles when Rose walked down the steps in her leather mini and red off-the-shoulder blouse. Alice walked down with a cute, flowing yellow sundress that stopped just above her knee. From the top of the stairs, I could see Jasper. Although he hadn't said a word, his face showed he wasn't as uninterested in Alice as he liked everyone to believe. I was up next and considering not walking down the steps; however, remembering Esme's words to me this morning, I wasn't going to let the fact that Edward was watching, bother me. Slowly, so I wouldn't trip and embarrass myself, I walked down the steps in the only dress I had picked out. It was a simple white, sleeveless dress that stopped about mid-thigh and paired with a light blue, short-waist blazer and a pair of matching light blue three-inch heels. Nervously tucking my hair behind my left ear and not daring to look up as I came down the stairs, I could feel the blush creep up my face at the dead silence. My face heated up even more when the silence was broken.

"Damn Bella!" Jasper and Emmett exclaimed, followed by wolf-whistles that reminded me of construction workers. "We will have to beat the guys off of you next weekend in Seattle."

I could hear Alice and Rose giggling as Esmé came towards me, hugging me close. She pulled back with tears in her eyes whispering "Bella, you look so beautiful."

"Hey! Where did Edward go?" Alice interrupted. "Shouldn't he be here, especially since he is the reason Bella is having to model her new wardrobe?"

"He must have went upstairs to grab a shower," Emmett shrugged, "which is what I need to do. It's almost time for Jasper and I to head back to Seattle, since I have an early class tomorrow."

Jasper and Emmett headed upstairs to take showers and Esmé followed us to Alice's room to see the rest of our purchases from Saturday. About an hour later, we headed back downstairs to say goodbye to Emmett and Jasper and cook some frozen pizzas. Once the pizzas were done, Edward grabbed a drink and a few slices on a plate before heading back up to his room, saying he was tired. Rose and Alice drove me home later that night, since I needed to spend some time with dad before I headed to Seattle on Thursday with the Cullen's and Rose for Labor Day weekend. Charlie didn't mind me going, especially since he would be on duty all weekend, but I wanted to make sure I had enough food cooked and in the freezer for him to heat up. Plus, I needed to do the laundry and cleaning ahead of time, since school started back next week.

Lying in bed later that night, I had to admit that I was a little disappointed that I didn't get the chance to see Edward's reaction to my outfit, but what did I care. Right? I mean, he orchestrated this whole bet, just to get even with me for the green hair-dye. That's right! Alice may have thought she was the one in control, but I knew Edward better than that. I just had to figure out why he was going to such great lengths with this bet. Why did he want control of my life for an extended amount of time? I wasn't stupid, he had never intended on it being just one week. He had played Alice, like a violin, big time on that point. I think she had eventually realized it, because otherwise, she would not have been at my house the next morning. Well, maybe she felt a little guilty too!

Focusing my thoughts back to the "why", there was nothing I could remember doing to him, even going back to the first day that I had met him, which would explain all the conditions he had place on this bet. A bet is usually very simple. If you lose, then you lose something or you have to do something. If you win, then you either win something or the other person has to do something. For example, this summer Rose and I bet Alice that she couldn't go a week without shopping. The conditions were if she won, I would allow her to do a complete makeover on me and Rose would have to admit her feelings to Emmett. If she lost, she owed me twenty dollars and she had to go skinny dipping in the pool at her house at midnight. See, simple bet and simple conditions!

Edward's bet with Alice was anything but simple. First, if Alice won, then Edward would have to do what I say whenever I wanted for a week, that's all. That was simple; however, if he won, then he had multiple conditions along with precise directions that would decide who actually won! A simple bet would have been that I would have to be ready to leave at 6 a.m., but noooo….. Edward had to add conditions like I had to be in the Hummer at 6 a.m., I had to be completely dressed with make-up plus styled hair, and for every minute I was late I would owe him an extra week. As if that wasn't enough, he had to add conditions to the point that he basically controlled every aspect of my life for the duration of the bet, which was thankfully only for four weeks. If Alice hadn't shown up at my house yesterday morning, Edward could have possibly won a few months or more of me doing his bidding. As if all that wasn't enough, he had to go and throw in the "No Boundaries" rule. What was up with that?

Finally, tired and growing more frustrated while trying to figure out Edward's motivation, I turned over and tried to fall asleep. Just as I was about to succumb to sleep, my phone buzzed. Grabbing my phone, I quickly unlocked the screen to find a text from Edward. What?

"I have your outfit picked out for the first day of school and it's not the dress you modeled today" -E

A/N: So, what do you think? Reviews and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated. I don't have any pre-readers, so all mistakes are mine. I love this story, even though it can be frustrating because I have so many ideas where this story could go. Reviews help me know if you like the direction the story is heading in :)