The fumes were getting too much for me. I opened the window up for some fresh air and stared at the fountain below it. The statue of the woman didn't look the same. I mean of course she is the same, she's marble, it's just that today she just looks disappointed at something. Or maybe she's disappointed in me. I pushed the thought away from my mind and went back to my bed. This whole toenail painting thing is going to be the death of me. Where in the hell is Alice when you need her.
Like being called by my mind Alice opened the door and slammed it behind her, pushing her back up on the door she panted out of exhaustion. "Alice! What's wrong? You look like you've just seen Mussolini and Papa Smurf getting it on." I exclaimed at her as she caught her breath.
"I…we…I…uh…," She stopped to find words but her face changed to surprise not scared and shocked as it just was. "Are you painting your toenails?" She asked while she slid down the door and onto the floor.
"Well you were bound to rub off on me sometime." I rolled my eyes. "But what's the matter with you?" I asked.
"Never mind that now." She crawled over to the foot of my bed and examined my toenails. "Bella, you should have waited for me. Your strokes are going completely different ways and your have different amounts for all the layers."
"Enough about my bad toe polish job." I pulled on my socks to hide my paint job. "Now tell me why you came into the room acting like you just ran a marathon and then shot up on some heroin with some British rockers."
She stood up and sat next to me on my bed. "Now B, please remember that you love me when I tell you this." I nodded slowly at her words. "Okay well I was coming back from getting the keys to my dad's car for our shopping trip because my car doesn't have any gas and it has, like, zero room in the trunk-- which is really a shame because--"
"Alice! Point please." I yelled impatiently at her to make her stop babbling.
Alice bit her lip. Oh shit, never good when Alice risks losing her nice even coat of gloss. "Well I was walking over there to pick up the car and I ran into…Rosalie. She started asking me about the dance tonight and I sort of let it slip that you and I were going to go shopping…"
Holding up my index finger to stop her, "Oh Alice, Please tell me you didn't."
"She is meeting us downstairs in 10 minutes." She buried her face in her hands.
I fell back on the bed and squashed my pillow into my face. Muttering swears and curses through the pillow at Alice. After a few moments of this I decided to strap on a pair and get it over with. Removing the pillow from my face I sighed, "Okay Alice let's just go then."
She lifted her head up from her hands and gave me a glance over. "So… what are you huffing again?" Her face lit up with understanding, "Are you snorting the nail polish? I mean come on Bella that's just disgusting even for Emmett."
I laughed and threw my pillow at her. Alice fell onto her left side laughing and shouting death wishes at me. Once we composted ourselves Alice sat next to me on my bed and wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "Are you really okay with Rosalie going shopping with us?"
"Yes," I sighed. "I know that it seems that I totally can't stand her but she's not really that bad. She's even kind of nice; I just don't like what she did to Emmett." Alice nodded her head at me. "Now, if you want to get this close to me sailor you're going to have to buy me a drink first."
"I sorry." She laughed and slipped her arm away from my shoulder.
"I sorry?" I questioned.
"It's the new 'my bad'." Alice chuckled and pulled me up with her from the bed. Whining while being pushed out the door I looked at Alice's smiling face. She had the same crooked smile as Edward. I mean they are twins; it's just that I never really looked at her smile right in front of my face.
"What do you think?" Rosalie asked as she stepped out of the dressing cube. I looked up from my phone to look at her. The dress was a strappy red halter top with a glittery mid thigh length puffed out skirt.
I clicked my tongue trying to think of a response that didn't have the words whore, slut, bitch, or iguana. I cocked my head to the right and indicated with my fingers to make her twirl around. She twirled like a ballerina, a very graceful ballerina, twice then gave me a Teen Vogue cover worthy smile. "Well I like the color on you. But to tell you the truth it looks like you have a big red poufy ass that no one but Elmo would envy."
Rosalie laughed and nodded your head. "That's what I was thinking too."
I laughed back and got out of the chair over to her. "I mean I know that it's apparently all about the ass but there is a limit." I grabbed her fabric ass and gave it a squeeze.
"Oh Bella! I didn't know you felt that way about me. What would Jasper say?" She joked.
"He'd ask if you were interested in a three sum or something." We were in hysterics when my phone vibrated in my hands.
"Jasper can't give you a rest can he?" She giggled as she went back into the dressing area to put on the next dress.
"Oh it's not Jasper. It's Ed-… Penny. It's Penny." I was too distracted by the text that I almost told that it was Edward.
"Who?" Rosalie asked through a bunch of fabric.
"Her friend from Forks that she can't leave alone, I swear it's like your cheating on Jasper with Penny. I mean you talk to her like every second of ever day." Alice joked as she walked into the dressing room with two dresses in her hands.
"Oh Alice, you're so funny." I faked laughed and slid my phone back into my pocket.
"Okay enough about your creepy lady crush on Penny." Rosalie called from the dressing area. "Now tell me what you think about this one." She opened her door and stepped out in an emerald green strapless dress. Its skirt was hanging to her knees in a draping fashion and had a big green bow on her lower back.
"It looks perfect on you Rose!" Alice screamed with delight.
Rosalie smiled and clapped her hands. "What do you think Bella?"
I looked her over. "Edward's going to love it on you, that's for sure." I couldn't lie to her. This dress was made for her by the gods from every religion ever. If she didn't buy this dress than I was going to feel so bad about it, just because I wanted Edward to myself, shouldn't sabotage her looks to do it. "You should buy this one. It looks perfect on you." I admitted.
She studied herself in the mirror so a long time. "Well, I don't know, the butt bow is kind of bugging me."
Alice simply shook her head. "Don't be a bitch about it! It looks great, butt bow and all."
"Okay, I'll get it!" Rosalie clapped and went to get changed back into her clothes.
I looked over at Alice who was giving me a look. "What? Shouldn't you be trying on a dress or something?"
Alice smiled, "Well that's the thing. I've already bought a dress for me. It's coming in from London on Thursday."
"Why didn't you tell me that before? I have to finish 2 more pieces for the art show in 2 months!"
"Bella, you needed a dress. I am not going to let Jasper take you to that dance if you are in jeans and a skirt over them."
"If you don't need a dress then why do you have two in your hand?"
"They are for you believe it or not. One for the art show and one for the spring dance."
I groaned, "Fine…let's take a look at them."
"There is the spirit… kind of." She laughed as she pulled me up from the chair and shoved me into a dressing area.
I took the first one at Alice hung over the top of the door. I could hear her and Rosalie chatting while I took off my clothes and slid on the dress. I zipped up the side, took a breath and looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was a midnight blue knee length dress with a white faux diamond design all over the skirt of it. The corset of the dress was just simple fabric but it somehow made my boobs look about a B cup instead of an A. It was sleeveless but it did have these sort of straps that laid just below the shoulder. The top was kind of like Belle's off of Beauty and the Beast only in midnight blue. I looked at the price tag--
"Bella! Come on; get your ass out here!" Rosalie called, "We want to see you, sexy beast." She and Alice laughed at her joke.
I smiled and stepped out for them to evaluate me. "Oh my God! Bella you look ah-mazing!" Rosalie gasped.
I looked towards Alice who just practically in tears. "Alice this dress is wonderful, but it is way too expensive for me to buy."
Alice just shook her head. "Bella I will pay for it, don't worry."
"No way Ali! I am not letting you buy this thing for me."
"Bella! Please, you never let me do anything for you and you do so much for me. Please oh please let me buy something for my best friend."
"I don't people buying things for me!"
"You know what Bella! I'm not taking no for an answer. Now go back into that dressing room and grab both dresses and give them to me so I can pay for them!"
Alice was steaming; I've never seen her like this before. I don't think Rose has either because she was staring at her like she just popped out a third nipple or something. "Eye, Eye Capitan Cullen." I gave her a little salute and stalked back into the dressing room."
"So what did you do today Bells?" Jasper asked. We were having dinner at the food court of the school.
I swallowed the French fry I was chewing, "Well I went shopping with Alice and Rosalie today," I reached for another fry while he chuckled at me. "What?" I asked through a mouth full of mush.
"Nothing, except that they must of have to drag you by your hair to come with them." He smiled and sipped on some of his soda.
"Well believe it or not, I went willingly. It wasn't that bad actually. We went shopping for dresses."
"Dress shopping, huh. So I'm guessing that means that you still want to go to the dance on Friday?"
"Yeah, well Alice wants me to go." I tried not to look him in the eye.
"Okay, I'll pick you up at 7 then?"
"I'm no math whiz but doesn't the dance start at 8, but doesn't 7 usually come before 8?"
"Well I was hoping that you might want to go to dinner beforehand. You can invite Alice and her date, Emmett, whoever. Go as a big group."
"Um, sure why not." I sucked on my straw even though my drink was gone. I could probably arrange it so Edward takes Rosalie to the same restaurant. Even though apparently we are the two couples who can't be in the same room without slitting each others throats. Maybe dinner can be the thing that can end this hating. I should tell Emmett to bring his camera. If nothing we can record it and post it on YouTube.
A/N: Sorry. I know that it's been a while I just couldn't get my creativity flowing. So this chapter has been sitting here half done for about 2 months or so. But hopefully you forgive me and leave me wonderful comments and such.
Cynthia.