YAY!!!!!!! i'm out of school now! but when i came home at 11:30, my mom told me that a bunch of stupid school and small-town newspapers want to get our retarded interview :( but i'll post while i'm there, like i am now. teehee im so evil! enjoy!
annabelle's POV
after aunt alice, uncle jasper, and my dress-up game was over, we piled into the car, and i was drowning in all the clothes bags i was sitting with in the backseat.
"where are we going now, aunt alice?" i asked when uncle jasper pulled out of the boutique's parking lot. he smiled at me and aunt alice grinned from ear to ear. who knew a simple shopping trip could make someone so happy?
"a salon. your streaks are fading!" she exclaimed, and she handed me a small hand mirror. i looked, and the electric blue streaks in my bronze hair were almost gone.
"oh, yeah, i forgot to ask, how did you know my favorite color is blue?" (wink wink!) i asked. she grinned even huger, if that was even possible.
"i think you've forgotten, i'm phsycic!" she laughed, and i smiled too. about 5 minutes later, we pulled in front of a HUGE building with silver and gold doors.
"aunt alice, how much does it cost to get my hair done here?" i asked, shocked. this didn't exactly look like something i could afford. she just laughed, which made me even more confused.
"somewhere around 75 dollars. but don't worry, i brought my allowance with me!" she said, pulling a wallet out of her designer purse. i gaped at her for 10 seconds before taking her cell phone out of the cup holder in front of the radio and dialing the home number.
"hello?" uncle emmett asked on the other end. i smiled and sat back in my seat.
"hi, uncle emmett. is aunt rose there?" i asked, and he called her.
"hi, annabelle. what's going on?" she asked, and i heard a door close and couch springs creaking.
"are you aware that your sister most likely has more cash than the president?" i joked, and she laughed. i loved her laugh almost as much as my mom's, it was light and happy.
"yeah. your grandfather is such a pushover. where are you?" she asked, and i smiled. she would be in for a treat.
"at some hair salon. it looks expensive, and-" but she cut me off by a long moment of excited squealing.
"you're at the salon!? i'll be there in a second!" she screamed, and then she hung up. i giggled and handed aunt alice her phone back.
"what was that about?" uncle jasper asked, and i could almost hear him groaning on the inside, and i laughed.
"i told aunt rose that we were at a salon and she went berserk. she said she'll be here in a minute." i informed them, and aunt alice squealed and started clapping and bouncing up and down.
"yay! your aunt rose is the queen of hair, she'll make sure leona does a good job. trust me!" she said, and i raised a questioning eyebrow. TWO fashionista aunts?
we made small talk for about 10 minutes, and aunt rose pulled up next to us in uncle emmett's jeep. she jumped out and raced over to my side.
we all climbed out and gave her welcoming hugs. then we went inside, and the smell of hairspray burned my nose.
"you'll get used to it." aunt rose whispered in my ear, and i nodded. she led us to the front counter, where a super-skinny lady with short blonde hair was typing into a tiny computer, and she looked up as we approached.
"alice! rosalie! jasper! how are you? alice, you got a haircut last week, back already?" she asked loudly, and the entire salon turned to stare at us. i flinched into aunt rosalie's side, and she draped an arm over my shoulders. damn my mother's shyness.
"no, actually, my neice is here for a little touch-up." aunt alice told her, and the lady raised a too-perfect eyebrow and peered down at me.
"i didn't know you had a neice, alice! what's your name, honey?" she asked, and aunt rosalie must have detected my shyness and spoke for me.
"this is annabelle. edward and bella's daughter." she answered, and i relaxed a bit when the woman nodded. at least she knew who mom and dad were.
"you look just like your father. leona can see you in a minute, sweetie." she said, turning back to the computer. at least 5 seconds later, a tall woman with long red hair came up to us, and shook aunt alice's hand.
"hello, alice. what's brought you back so early?" she asked, and aunt alice pointed to me. the woman looked me up and down carefully, before nodding and walking over to a pink chair. aunt alice nodded at me and we went over and i sat down.
the woman looked at aunt alice again, and she told her i need new streaks and a "touch up". when the woman asked what i wanted, aunt alice put her hand over my eyes and mouthed something.
the woman nodded and went to work, putting blue streaks in my hair. my aunts and uncle pulled up their own chairs and started talking, trying to distract me. it worked, and 2 hours later, the woman walked into a room in the back of the salon.
"is she done already?" i asked, and they all nodded. i took a deep breath. aunt alice probably told her to go overboard.
aunt rose stood up and spun the chair around so i could see myself in the mirror. my clothes were the same, and, surprisingly, i realized that the woman hadn't put a clothes-cover thing on me, and my outfit from aunt alice was spotless.
but then i looked up at my hair. oh. my. god.
the streaks were awesome, thankfully. and the rest of my hair was flowing down to my waist in gentle curls. i've always wanted wavy hair! it was layered, and it brought out the brunette in it.
i turned back to face the others, and they were looking at me hopefully. i held up a thumbs-up and grinned, and they all laughed.
uncle jasper paid the bill, and we got back in our cars. soon after, aunt alice's phone buzzed. i picked it up, and read the text:
therose: where to next?
i smiled and texted back:
shopping-pixie: its annabelle. wherever u want 2 go.
i heard aunt rose laughing in uncle emmett's car next to us, and texted:
therose: follow me! :)
uncle jasper and aunt alice read the text, and we followed aunt rose until we stopped in front of a huge skyscraper.
i hope you all are enjoying the "day with uncle jasper and aunt alice"! i know i am! i would keep going, but the interviewer says she wants a "interview with the oldest" or something stupid like that, and my mom says i have to. but when it's over, i'll try to write another chapter, so stay tuned!!