A/N: Hello! So here's the next chapter finally. I'm sorry it has been so long since I updated. I had writer's block and then I was at college. But I am back because I want to finish this story for you all my fans. Sorry that I don't have a cute opening this time. It's on hold. So now I must say I don't own the Twilight Saga. Please read and review. Enjoy.

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Grumbling I headed toward the kitchen with Edward following. Once I was through the doorway, I thought my eyes were going to fall out of my head. "What the h…" Edward's hand covered my mouth interrupting me.

"Don't say anything." He whispered in my ear.

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The usually immaculate kitchen was a terrible mess. Boxes of food were lying all over the open counters, (spaghetti, shells, brownie mix, cereals); the list goes on and on. Lying on top of everything was flour and sugar, as if a bomb had gone off in the kitchen. It was literally everywhere; on the floor, island, the ceiling, and even the fridge.

My eyes were still bulged in shock. Edward leaned in to whisper into my ear, "Sorry about the mess. Emmett and Alice decide to have fun by throwing food." That was quite obvious. I wonder how much flour and sugar they had wasted. "They are going to clean it up soon. Esme's scolding them right now." I giggled.

It was fun to imagine old vampires being scolded by their "mother". "So," Edward continued, "what would you like to eat?"

"Um. Did you buy any Pop-tarts?" I asked though I was still in shock from the mess.

Edward frowned. "Are you sure that's all you want?"

"Yes." Still frowning, he steered me to a chair, pulled it out, and after I sat down he went do a cabinet and retrieved my request. He popped them into the toaster and then when they finished, handed them to me.

They tasted heavenly. Strawberry. Alice and Emmett, wearing solemn expressions, entered the kitchen after I had finished my first one. They grinned at me then turned to the task of cleaning up the huge mess.

We now were on our way to the mall in Seattle. Alice had taken some time to dress me up before we left. I had put up a fight but as usual the pixie won. Edward was driving his Volvo with me, Alice, and Jasper riding. Behind us Carlisle was driving his Mercedes with Esme, Rosalie, and Emmett riding.

At the mall, they parked in the parking garage out of the sun. We took the elevator down to the mall entrance. I moved as close to Edward as was possible and wrapped my arms around him. Alice had begun to bounce up and down with glee.

"Let's go Bella!" she squealed while reaching for me. I held even tighter to Edward.

"Please, please Alice. Don't make me do this."

She frowned. "Don't be silly Bella. You'll enjoy yourself."

I groaned. "I highly doubt that Alice."

She ignored me and dragged us into the first clothing store she saw. About two hours and five hundred outfits later we checked out. I tried my hardest not to see the total. As I reached to carry one of the twenty-something bags, Edward whispered in my ear. "Don't worry about it Bella. Emmett will get them."

Emmett? Why would Emmett carry my bags? I asked Edward that very question. His response shocked me. "Because he lost the bet Bella." The bet? What bet? Then I remember Jasper in his butler outfit. That had seemed like so longer ago.

"You're making Emmett carry my things?" I questioned.

"Well, he gets to carry everything Alice buys for you." I felt bad for Emmett, knowing Alice that was going to be a LOT of bags.

I turned to face him. "I'm so sorry Emmett."

"It's not that bad Bella. Really. And it's my fault for making the bet with Edward anyway." He smiled. I noticed that Rosalie looked a little unhappy with the arrangements.

As Alice began to drag me to the next store my stomach began to grumble. I smiled widely; for once I was saved by my human needs, not hindered by them. "Time for you to eat." Edward whispered into my ear with his velvety voice. I saw Alice frown.

Edward and I lead our group to the food court. I was surprised by how quite Jasper was throughout this whole experience. But he was Alice's soul mate so maybe that allowed him to withstand her shopping obsession more easily. Almost as soon as we had arrived to the mall, Carlisle and Esme had disappeared. Edward said they were going shopping for remodeling the house. I was jealous. They had managed to escape the evil pixie called Alice.

Edward asked me what I wanted. I told him anything will do. He and Jasper walked off to get my food. I had no idea why Jasper went with him though.

We had been sitting at the table for a little more than five minutes when I heard someone shout "Bella!" I turned and saw Jacob and the pack heading our way. I heard the vampires grown as the werewolves approached. At least we were in a public place so this would hopefully not get to physical.

"Hey Jake," I called back, "Embry, Quil, Sam, Paul, Jared. What are you all doing here?" They had almost reached our table. I was shocked to see them here at the mall. I vaguely wondered when Edward would come back, knowing there would be a confrontation when he returned.

" Here's your lunch Bella." that heavenly voice said. Think of the Greek god and he will appear.

"Thanks Edward." I replied as he sat down beside me, placing his arm around my shoulders. He glared at the werewolves who had finally reached our table.

"Nothing really," Jacob said in response to my question, "Sam wanted to looked at some jewelry for Emily, and he thought it would be good for us to 'bond.'" He put quotations around the last word.

"Don't put all the blame on me Jake. You wanted to come here too. I did not force you all to come along." Sam retorted. He did not look at happy about Jacob putting the blame on him.

"Bella!" an entirely new voice called, and this time everyone including me groaned. Had the entire town of Forks gone to Seattle today?

I turned to find the source of the voice already knowing whom it belonged to. "Hi, Mike." I attempted a smile. This was not my day. I was getting way too much attention with the cutting of my hand, all the clothes shopping, and now Jacob and Mike and their friends. My bad luck was certainly working hard today.

Mike had Jessica, Angela, Ben, Tyler, and Lauren with him. All of whom were now approaching the table. This day could not get any worse I was sure of it. I now had a group of 17 people surrounding me. 17! As if the Cullens don't attract enough attention with their angelic faces, the werewolves were huge and looked like trouble makers.

Most of the people in the food court were openly staring at us. I felt mortified. But as the saying goes everything that can go wrong will. Mike had almost reached the table when he tripped, fell into my lap, and knocked my tray of still untouched food onto the floor. Lauren slipped on the food and fell onto Edward clinging to him as if he was her lifeline and if that wasn't worse enough, Tyler also slipped but he fell into Paul who began quivering.

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A/N 2: Ok. So what will happen next? Will the weekend get any better for Bella? Please review!! I will update before the end for next week.