Dear Diary,
Alice still wants to go to origami classes. I still don't see the point. Origami doesn't exactly scream out 'FUN TIME' to me. I suppose I'll end up going then. The first class is tonight. Going by today's standards it's going to be awful. To start with I was late to work today because my car ran out of gas, I tripped over even more then usual, I was late home so I missed my fav show and I spilt coffee on my favourite t-shirt! Well I better go and see if the stains coming out.
I shut the diary and slipped it under my pillow. Not I very good hiding place I will admit but I wasn't expecting anyone to come looking for it anyway.
I made my way into the lounge. My t-shirt was soaking in the kitchen sink. I gingerly stuck my hand into the hot water and pulled it out. A quick examination revealed that the stain had not come out.
'That was my favourite t-shirt' I moaned under my breath.
'I have no idea why' said I voice from behind me. I was so startled my arm I swung around and the sopping wet shirt went flying. I watched it soar through the air till it came to a stop.
On Alice's face
Oh dear.
'Er…I'm sorry. I didn't know you were there and you gave me a fright.'
She shrugged her shoulders. 'At least I'm not ready. If I had already my makeup you would have been in trouble'
We both laughed.
Alice beant down and picked my t-shirt of the floor. 'Just throw this rag out. It's an ugly t-shirt anyway.'
I didn't see what her problem with my t-shirt was. It was faded grey with a picture of the cookie monster and the words 'bad cookie'. I thought it was cute.
Alice seemed to know what I was thinking. 'It's ugly. I could get you way better shirts from the shop anyway.'
I rolled my eyes. 'Al, I've already talked to you about that. I'm perfectly capable of choosing my own clothes.'
She huffed, apparently not convinced. 'Ok, ok. Just get ready for class. We have to leave soon.'
She handed me my t-shirt and walked out of the room. I decided the t-shirt wasn't worth it so I chucked it in the bin.
As I looked through my wardrobe I wondered exactly what does someone wear to an evening origami class?
I settled for my old jeans with a singlet and cardigan.
'Bella we're leaving' called Rose from the front door. I shoved my feet into some sneakers and bolted.
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We arrived at the class a few minutes early so the doors were locked. Rosalie and I stood glaring at Alice 'Why are we even here?' muttered Rosalie.
As if to answer her question a Jeep pulled up and parked next to Rose's convertible. It was a massive red machine, shiny and new looking.
The driver was first out. He was built like a body builder, huge and muscular with curly brown hair. I turned around to see Rose staring at him. She was almost drooling. I gave her a nudge to wake her from her day dream.
'Oh sorry' she said ruefully 'but I bags that one'
I let out a quiet giggle. Alice was too busy staring at the guy clambering out of the passenger seat. 'You can have the first one Rose. I think I'm in love' Alice mumbled.
I poked my tongue out at Alice. 'There's no such thing as love at first sight. Stop being stu…' The words died in my mouth because a third man had just stepped out of the Jeep. Not man. He was too perfect to be a man. He was a god.
A/N A big thanks to everyone who read and reviewed my story. I hope you liked the second chapter. It leads into the next chapter which is where Edward comes into the story. Reviews are appreciated.