Authors Note: Since my name is also Rosalie, I figured I needed to write a longfic, dedicated to our favourite sassy queen: Rosalie Hale. It´s a lighthearted comedy, and I hope you all enjoy it just as much as I did writing it :)

Chapter 1: The Perfect Human Life

I stood in front of my mirror, one of my favourite places on earth, and I admired the view. I was happy that my perfectly hourglass-shaped body was as mesmerizing as ever, even in this hideous long, grey dress Mother made me wear.

My long legs, together with my curvaceous hips made every man in Rochester, New York turn around to have a better look. And my round and perky breasts formed a beautiful contrast to my natural slim waist.

But not only my body was beautiful. I had an elegant, heart-shaped face with high cheekbones. Full, pink lips that every man I passed admired. And big, sensual, violet coloured eyes that sparkled with my youthful glow.

The cherry on top of the cake that was my physical appearance was my golden coloured hair. Long, blond curls cupped my face and everyone I knew, envied my soft locks. Especially my best friend Vera.

Daddy told me time and time again I was the most beautiful girl in the world and considering all the attention I received, I couldn't help but agree with him.

And that's not vain if it's the truth.

¨Rosalie Lillian Hale!¨ I heard someone scream.

I annoyingly turned away from the mirror to answer.

¨Yes, Mother?¨

How dare she interrupted my inner monologue about my favourite topic of all time, myself? What could possibly be more important than that? And besides, mother is just a housewife so it couldn't really be that important anyway.

¨Could you help me out with your brothers?¨

What did those immature children do this time? At nineteen years, I was the eldest of three. William was seventeen while Robert was fourteen. They were constantly messing around. They were lucky the country's already been at war once. I couldn't imagine they could serve in another World War. We would really be doomed if that happened.

Didn't they learn anything at all from Daddy? Daddy´s seen the war. He said it was devastating to follow the news at that time, but because I was born in 1914, he focussed all his attention on me since I was the best thing in his life.

So you could say that even as an infant, I influenced everyone around me.

Now, Daddy worked hard at the bank. The country´s in a Great Depression, so he had to work long days. I missed him, of course, but he could provide for us so we wouldn't have to be poor. I couldn't imagine living as the poor!

Therefore, why did I have to help out with my brothers? If they would just be like Daddy, we wouldn't have a single problem with them. And I wasn't destined to help and become a housewife anyway, I was destined for greater things in life.

Like shopping.

Daddy always rolled his eyes at me when I mentioned that. He said I had to think bigger than that, think about going to college. But that seemed so boring.

¨Rosalie. Please come.¨ Mother continued to shout at me.

I rolled my eyes. Those immature children. Couldn´t I enjoy my own company for a few seconds before they were annoying me again? Mother couldn't always handle my brothers. She said they listened better to me than to her, so I sometimes had to help her out.

I walked downstairs and entered the kitchen, to find Mother with my two brothers, as they sat at the kitchen table.

¨Thank you, Rose.¨ Mother smiled warmly at me but I focussed all my attention on my siblings. William looked annoyed while Robert avoided my gaze.

¨What have you both done now?¨ I angrily asked them. I couldn't let them ruin my perfect afternoon.

¨Why does our dear sister have to talk to us, Mother? We won't change our opinion,¨ William responded.

Mother sighed. ¨This is what I mean, Rose. Will you tell them it's a wonderful opportunity to work for Father?¨

My eyes narrowed. Daddy was the only reason we were wealthy! I couldn't let my no-good brothers interfere with that. There were so many dresses I still had to own. So many hats I still wanted. So many purses that were meant to be mine. I couldn´t let those no-good lowlifes get in the way of what was rightfully mine.

¨You will listen and obey Daddy, you hear me? If Daddy wants you to work at the bank, you say ´yes.´ If Daddy offers you an opportunity, you nod. If Daddy asks you to jump, you ask ´how high?´. You will not ruin this family with both of your whining.¨

My eyes blazed with fire. All colour drained out of William's face and he nodded. Good. They had to know who's the boss in this house.

Me.

¨But sister, why don't you work for Father if you apparently like it so much,¨ Robert asked me. Since he's the youngest, we all made the mistake of letting him loose too much. He could get away with way too much shit and that had to stop. Right now.

I wickedly smiled at him and showed my perfectly straight, white teeth.

¨Listen here, you little shit. You will not destroy the life I'm leading, is that clear?¨ My tone was harsh and Robert also paled.

¨As crystal,¨ he stuttered.

¨Very well then,¨ I smiled warmly at Mother. ¨Is that all?¨

Mother only nodded and quickly left the kitchen. William and Robert made sure not to bother me any more than they already did.

Very well then.

I knew I would go shopping with Vera later that day, so I went to my room again to change clothes. Mother made me wear this hideous grey dress, which was hers. She said she had made it herself after I was born.

And that was just cruel of her. As if I would wear such an awful dress. No, my body demanded silk or lace, imported from the middle east.

So I chose a white, long dress with a matching purse and handbag. My gloves fitted perfectly around my long fingers and my hair was loosely held up.

Daddy said white soothed my skin colour, as I was rather pale myself. I squeezed my cheeks so a natural pinkish shade appeared and pleasantly noticed I didn't need any make-up at all with a face as delicate as mine.

I stepped outside and walked to the store. I smiled at every man I encountered, who all took off their hats to greet me. Mother said I shouldn't greet every man I met, but that was just her jealousy talking. She wished she would grab the attention of that many people!

It's not always easy though. Just because I was pretty, didn't mean I was necessarily mean or a bad person. I guess I was only mean to those who deserved it, like my brothers when they refused to work for Father or Mother when she gave me an ugly grey dress.

People were always so quick to judge good-looking others, but they had no idea how hard my life really was. They thought that just because I was rich and pretty, my life must be perfect, but they had no idea.

Luckily, my best friend Vera knew all about my daily struggles. She stood outside the store and greeted me.

¨Good afternoon, Rosalie. How are you today?¨

I kissed Vera´s cheeks just as she did the same.

¨Hello Vera. I just had the worst morning. You couldn't even imagine what kind of stunt my darling brothers pulled today. They refused to work for Daddy, can you imagine?¨

I shivered just thinking about it. Imagine if I had not interfered, what would've happened? Vera raised her eyebrows.

¨Well, what happened?¨

¨I managed to stop them, of course. They only think about themselves while they should think about their family. Imagine if Daddy got fired? The horror! I can't show up at our annual gala in the same dress as last year! I can't even go if we get bankrupt. We couldn't afford it.¨

All the colour drained out of my face. Realisation hit me that I had basically saved my entire family from bankruptcy.

And worse, humiliation. We could never show our faces again if that happened.

Vera saw how miserable I was and put her arm around me.

¨Don't think about that. Let's buy new garments, that always helps you when you're in a bad mood.¨ She guided me to the door.

¨Oh Vera, you speak my language. I indeed deserve a few new dresses after everything I've done to provide for my family.¨

The scent from new fabrics always calmed down my nerves, especially after the day I just had. I knew I deserved to treat myself. Margareth, the owner, quickly greeted me as I was one of her most loyal customers, and made her way towards us.

¨Rosalie, Vera. It´s a pleasure to see you again,¨ Margareth smiled at us and all worries I previously had, quickly disappeared. I basically trusted Margareth with my life.

I mean, I trusted her with my clothes. But since clothes basically were my life, I trusted her with everything.

¨The pleasure is all mine,¨ I breathed out. I needed something new. And fast, or else I went completely mad.

Margareth saw my despair and quickly led me towards a dressing room. She gave me a bright red, silk dress to change into and so I did. The new fabric hugged my curves at the best angles and my sorrows went away. I knew I had just found the perfect dress for the annual gala.

This, in this dressing room, is where I truly belonged.

¨What do you think, Vera?¨ I asked my friend. She looked at me and reacted just as I wanted her to.

¨It looks beautiful on you,¨ she said with -I secretly hoped- envy in her voice as she eyed me out.

¨Now, we need something for you,¨ I smiled at Vera. But much to my surprise, she looked away as if she were… Embarrassed. But for what, I couldn't possibly know. I mean, it's not as if she's poor, right?

Oh, my God. What if she was? What if her family went bankrupt? That would be a total disaster. Who would go shopping with me? Certainly not Mother, as she had absolutely no taste. And I couldn't ask Daddy, what did he know about women´s clothing? He married Mother, for Christ sake!

Margareth quickly grabbed a dark blue gown for Vera and gave it to her, so she could put it on. Vera was hesitant to change clothes and I couldn´t be more curious as to why that was.

She tried the new dress, and it didn't fit her. She almost looked embarrassed.

But, the extra few pounds suited her, I guess. Now that I got a closer look at her, I could see the extra weight had formed around her breast, giving her a more hourglass-shaped figure. It looked good on her.

¨Margareth, you need to alternate this dress. And Vera, I'm sure it suits you perfectly if it's a bit wider around the bosom.¨

I smiled encouragingly at Vera while I ordered Margareth around. A few extra pounds weren't the end of the world and my friend didn't need to feel embarrassed about that. Now if she were bankrupt, that would've been a problem.

¨I don't think the dress will fit for the gala.¨ Vera stuttered. I wrapped her in my arms. Surely, by now she could give Margareth more credit than that.

¨Nonsense, Margareth knows what she's doing.¨ I assured her.

Vera took a deep breath. ¨No Rosalie, I´m with child.¨

I grasped.

Suddenly, I knew what was missing from my perfect life.

A baby.