A/N: Okey Dokey, here is section two as promised! And I even felt sick all day! Yay! To everyone who correctly said "Every Rose Has Its Thorn" by Poison. As to the movie Emmett quoted, it was Camp Nowhere. I am extremely disappointed that you all don't love it as much as I do. True, it may have extra sentimental value for me, but still. Go rent it! It's stupid, silly, fun that you don't have to think about!

Disclaimer: I haven't done one of these for a couple chapters…but I think you all know that I did not come up with the awesomeness that is Emmett, Jasper and Edward all by myself.

BellaPOV:

This is ridiculous. I am perfectly fine. I could be in school right now. In fact, I could have avoided the hospital all together if Jasper had just waited 15 or 20 minutes for me to wake up. I hate hospitals! But noooo, thanks to Jasper's premature panic, I had spent three hours in the ER yesterday, and now Charlie was refusing to let me go to school.

And Jasper, that no-good, lousy, I-get-to-go-to-school brother of mine had left the house freakishly early today and I had no one to listen to my complaining. Ridiculous!

The doorbell rang, interrupting my reverie. Who would come over at 7:30 in the morning, on a school day? I carefully made my way downstairs…the last thing I needed was to trip and fall and land myself right back in the hospital.

I opened the door and found Alice and Rosalie standing there looking sheepish and carrying what looked like enough supplies for us to hole up indoors for three days.

"What are you doing here instead of at school?" I voiced my thoughts out loud.

"Yeah, I may have forgotten to tell you that Rose and I got suspended for fighting school," Alice admitted sheepishly.

"That isn't the most important news, however," Rosalie said, pausing for dramatic effect, "Emmett asked me out last night!"

I squealed and launched myself at her for a hug.

"That's so exciting! How did he do it? You said yes, right? Was it romantic? I'm so happy for you!" I was talking a mile a minute and Rosalie was laughing lightly.

"Let's take this party inside, and I'll tell you all about it," Rose nudged me backwards through the door, and she and Alice followed.

"We are going to have a total girls' day! Chick flicks, makeovers, junk food, its going to be amazing!" Alice told me excitedly.

My stomach chose that moment to grumble loudly. I had been so busy lamenting my poor fortune that I hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

"Alice and I ate already, but we brought you a donut," Rose told me, handing me a brown bag from the bakery.

"Is this a cherry fritter!?" I shoved my hand in the bag and pulled out…YES! A perfect, slightly warm, cherry fritter. "You guys are clearly the best friends ever," I said through a mouthful, "Now spill Rose."

"Okay, so you know how much I love that scene in Say Anything, where John Cusak holds the radio above his head and plays a song to Ione Sky?" I nodded. "Well, Emmett recreated it, last night," Rosalie blushed a little.

"Squeeeeeeeee!" was all I could manage, between my excitement and my full mouth. Alice sighed, a faraway look in her eye. She sighed, and then shook herself.

"What should we do first?" I asked, now that I was finished eating,

"You are going to go shower, and Rose and I are going to set up," Alice instructed.

"I'm not smelly, am I?" I asked, horrified.

"No, but your hair does kind of smell like a hospital. Plus, it needs to be clean for when we style it later," Rosalie answered.

I sighed in relief and headed back up the stairs. I could hear the girls giggling downstairs as I grabbed some yoga pants, clean under-things and a t-shirt and headed into the bathroom.

Is it weird that I was excited to use my new shampoo? I had been using strawberry shampoo for what seems like forever, because Jacob had mentioned once how much he liked the scent. When we broke up, I decided to try a new scent, but I had only run out of strawberry yesterday. So today I'm going to smell like cactus flower…whatever that is.

This new one smells great, and since I don't have a boyfriend to please, I think I'll stick with it.

I showered quickly, then dried off and threw my clothes on. I ran a brush through my hair, but didn't bother styling it. I also neglected my normal lip gloss and mascara application. I knew there was really no point, I had experienced (cue music and deep announcer guy) 'The Makeover Show with Alice and Rosalie' (and clap!) before. I giggled to myself as my imaginary TV show played out in my head.

I headed back downstairs, carrying my CD case and season six of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If I was going to be forced to submit to their makeover, they were gonna have to watch the musical episode of Buffy.

Alice and Rosalie both groaned loudly when they saw what I was holding, but I swear they secretly love it just as much as me.

"Let's watch movies first," I said, a feeling of dread filling my stomach when I saw the makeup and hair products spread all over the coffee table, "I'll even let you pick!"

"Dirty Dancing!" Alice and Rosalie shouted at the same time.

I laughed as they each pulled a copy out of their bags. "Dirty Dancing it is," I said, grabbing Alice's copy and putting it in the DVD player.

We giggled, drooled, sighed, and cried all through Dirty Dancing, and The Holiday and Love Actually. We also ate way too many Oreos.

"Time for your makeover!" Alice proclaimed.

"Time for Buffy!" I sang back to her.

"Put it in while we got pick your outfit," Rosalie told me.

I shrugged my shoulders and set about clearing up our glasses and the empty Oreo package. I also straightened my DVDs and put the Buffy disc in. I wondered why they were picking out clothes. Usually they played with my face and hair, and left my wardrobe to me. Whatever. They kept me company all day; they can do whatever they want to me.

Alice and Rosalie ended up putting me in jeans, for which I was thankful. They paired it with a fitted scoop-neck t-shirt. I was surprised that Alice hadn't tried for something fancier. Rosalie painted my toenails while Alice 'put on' my face. Again Alice went with the less-is-more look for me, and although I was surprised, I kept my mouth shut. When I had finished singing the last notes from "Once More, With Feeling" Rosalie dragged me upstairs to do my hair. She pinned back the top half, leaving a few strand to shape my face. Then she gently curled all of it. When they finally let me see my self, I was shocked. Although it seemed like they had barely done anything to me, I looked completely different. Alice had somehow managed to make me look creamy where I once was pale, my eyes mysterious instead of average, and my hair looked shiny instead of dull. I felt tears prick my eyes and valiantly fought them off. There was no way I was going to ruin the work they had put into me. I turned to face them.

"What's wrong?" Alice looked worried, and I realized my face must have showed all the emotion I was feeling right now.

"You guys are amazing," I choked out, throwing my arms around her and Rose. "You may have to come over and do this for me every morning before school," I added.

"Okay!" Alice exclaimed at the same time as Rosalie said, "Not if I have to watch Buffy every morning!"

A/N: This time anyone who has actually seen "Once More, With Feeling" from season six of Buffy get mucho bonus points…as this is my favorite show EVER! If you have not seen it…I am sad for you.