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Chapter 45

To my mortification, Alice convinced me to go shopping. I didn't know what the point was; there were tons of new clothes in my closet already.

Still, for some reason, she seemed determined to keep me out of the house for a couple hours. I tried to read her intentions, but of course, she was one step ahead. For the next five hours, I was entertained with many different Christmas carols she sang in her head.

"What are you up to, you pixie?" I asked suspiciously while she picked out dozens of lingerie for me.

She merely laughed and said, "Nothing, of course. You know how much I love to shop, Bella."

But I also knew that she would do Edward a favor whenever he wanted. I was sure she was on an errand for him right now: Entertaining Bella and keeping her out of the house, at least until I tell you it's okay to come back.

Sure enough, I was right. At exactly seven-thirty, Alice's phone flashed up to her ear, even before it started ringing.

"Hello?" she warbled happily as she examined a pretty, sequined top. "Did you do it?"

Edward was keeping his voice low so that I couldn't hear him in the background. But he kept it short.

"Aw, how adorable," Alice cooed. "Okay, bye." She hung up and slid her phone back into her jacket.

"What did he say?" I asked sarcastically, my hands on my hips. "Did he say it was okay to come home now?"

Alice laughed. "You're so sharp, Bella. You know everything. If you must know, yes, he did. What do you think of this top, Bella? I think it'll suit you nicely."

I rolled my eyes. "Everything suits me nicely."

She laughed again. "True.

"Can we go now?" I sighed. "Let's go see what he's up to."

Beaming, she followed me silently out of the shop, back to my car.

"You know," Alice commented casually as I started the engine. "Cars haven't changed much over the last fifty years. Nothing new. I mean, look around. Your Ferrari's over fifty years old, and it's still the flashiest car around. Everyone's looking at it. It's like time hasn't passed at all."

"Is that why everyone's still riding their old cars from fifty years ago?" I chuckled. "I wasn't paying attention to the car industry. No wonder Edward's still riding his Volvo." My eyes narrowed slightly, finding her subject suspicious. "I'm assuming that he'll be changing his car soon?" I asked nonchalantly.

Alice didn't fall for it. She grinned. "Maybe." To throw me off, she perked up and said, "You know, there's a brand new Porsche out. Maybe I'll ask Edward to get me that for Christmas. Do you think he'll get me one?"

I snorted. "Bribe him. You're good at that. Tell him you'll do more errands on keeping me distracted while he's doing whatever he's doing in the future."

Alice pursed her lips. "You're so good. I don't even know why he's even trying to fool you." She shook her head, sighing.

I merely smiled.

Edward's Point of View

As Bella drove her fifty-year old Ferrari into the parking lot, I couldn't help noticing how outdated the car was. Of course, all of ours was. I was still riding the same Volvo. I decided it was time to buy new cars.

After Bella left me to go pick up our sister, I called Alice.

"Will you get me that new Porsche, Edward?" she said immediately, as soon as she picked up.

I rolled my eyes. I can never beat the psychic. "Maybe. Will you-"

"Yes, I'll keep her out of the house," Alice finished happily. "Are you going to get her a ring too?"

I couldn't help but smile. "She likes old-fashioned things, Alice."

"Why don't you give her your mother's ring?" Alice suggested. "Oh, wait, you're planning to do that anyway. Never mind, then. Get her a pretty car. If she's happy with your present, maybe she'll agree to spend the night with you in your room."

Before I could say anything, she giggled and hung up. I grinned as I slid into my car. I sped towards the capital city of Alaska. I had some car shopping to do.

Bella's Point of View

I could hear cries of joy and marveling in the garage when we got home. Strangely, everyone's cars were parked carelessly in front of the house. I parked next to Edward's Volvo and got out with Alice curiously.

Alice seemed unsurprised. She skipped ahead of me towards our garage, calling excitedly, "Where's my Porsche?"

I frowned.

Suddenly, there was a squeal of joy ahead. I heard Alice tackling Edward and screaming, "I love you, Edward! It's so beautiful! Eek!"

Edward was laughing. What was going on?

"Hello?" I said as I appeared at the doorway of the garage. "What is…" My eyes widened at the unfamiliar cars. My jaw dropped. "What is all this?"

"Edward bought new cars for us," Rosalie explained happily. "Beautiful, isn't it? It's perfect timing. I was just thinking that all our cars were rather outdated now."

I stared at Edward. He smiled as he reached for me.

"What do you think?" he asked as he pulled me over to a more modern Ferrari. It was a darker red than my old car, but it suited me just fine.

A smile spread slowly on my face as I stared at the car in amazement. "Is this mine?"

"Yours," Edward confirmed.

I started giggling. "I love it!" I glanced back at Alice's new Porsche. It was yellow. Again. "It's better than Alice's."

Alice looked indignant. "Whatever, Bella. It's beautiful in my eyes." She resumed to stroking the glossy paint dreamily.

I threw my arms around Edward and hugged him tightly. "Thank you, Edward. I love you."

"As I love you," he answered.

"He got me a new Jeep," Emmett said, smirking. "Big, isn't it?"

I looked at it. And I couldn't help agreeing. "Why do you need such a big car? I mean, you're big yourself, but you're not that big."

Emmett's eyes narrowed. "Sounds like a challenge. You up for a fighting match?"

I pulled away from Edward, grinning. "Fine. Let's see how much you've improved, eh?"

"You'll get hurt, Em," Edward warned, but he was smiling amusedly.

"Ha!" Emmett snorted. "I've learned a lot from Jasper in the last fifty years. This is my chance to beat Miss Always-So-Smug here. I've been wanting to flick her on the forehead for years." He grinned wickedly.

I beckoned to him, heading towards the backyard. "Bring it on, brother."


AN: Who do you think will win? And what do you think Edward has planned? Any guesses? Of course you do! You're all so brilliant! Reviews, please! Let's all help me reach five hundred before I end the story! Thanks, guys!