AN: tl:dr. Took a break from writing because muse has been arguing, decided with the announcement by Meyer, today was a good day to get back into it.
Chapter 47
Rosalie was glad that the two-day slumber party was finally over, and equally happy to be away from Alice.
"Blue, right?" she called out as she looked through her closet.
She knew her brother in his room down the hall would be able to hear her, though as to if he'd respond, was up for slightly more debate.
After a moment, he grumbled – far too close to still be in his bedroom – "What about blue?"
"It's your favorite color, right?" Rosalie knew for a fact that it was, but her brother had been upset with her for no apparent reason as far as she was aware when she got home that morning, so she was intent to pull him out of his self-defined shell.
"Yes, as if you even had to ask."
"Just wanted to make sure."
"Yeah, right. It's more like you just wanted to annoy me."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she replied, grinning slightly to herself.
"And I'm an only child."
She didn't turn around to check, but it was all too easy for her to imagine him rolling his eyes before he slammed her bedroom door and exited the room.
Rosalie snickered slightly as she pulled out the blue dress that feel to mid-thigh on her, which meant it would fall to the knees on Bella.