Song that got me through :
"Everything is Alright" by Motion City Soundtrack
Chapter 11
Bella's POV
After I got home from ice cream with Tristan, Rosalie and Alice were still awake- waiting for me to get back. Once, I did though, they immediately went to bed, wanting to get to sleep so they were well rested for tomorrow's big day. I followed suit, climbing in between the sheets and falling into a world with happy endings.
"Let's go, Bella," Rosalie commanded, it sounded like she was brushing her teeth. After realizing what day was today, I got up. Today was not the day to test my best friend's patience's. Groaning, I sat up and dangled my feet off the side of my warm bed.
"It's 9 o-clock, we're leaving at 9:30," Rosalie added quietly. She was nervous… I could tell. I nodded numbly and went to the bathroom and began brushing my teeth. After doing so, I went back to my room and got changed for the long day. After putting on my Juicy sweatshirt, that Edward got me, and the pants that Alice got that day to go with it, I went back to the bathroom to do my hair. Without even bothering to brush it, I used a comb to put it up into a pony tail.
"9:15!" Alice called, alerting Rosalie and I in the bathroom. Rosalie quickly, went back to her room to get changed, I presumed. I went back to my room to grab my brown Coach purse Rosalie got me last year for my birthday, and slipped into slipper-style chocolate Uggs.
"Ready, Bella?" Alice asked me, sticking her head into my room. I nodded and went out to join her. I checked my phone, we only had a few minutes. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and sat down in a chair, waiting for Alice and Rosalie to come out.
Once they did, we piled into Rosalie's red M3 convertible and sped off.
"Where are we going, anyways?" I asked Alice, since we weren't familiar with the area, I wondered where she had us going.
"Oh, just to a city outside Seattle," Alice answered, as if it wasn't any big deal. I nodded, after all, Rosalie could get us there quicker than anybody, so it really wasn't too bad. The car ride was enjoyable, though, we talked about girl stuff and sang along with the radio.
When we got there, I found that it the spa was in more of a secluded area, the city wasn't too big, but big enough to have a quality salon. The outside was inviting, painted lightly with creams and faded yellows.
"Good morning, ladies," I young woman greeted us as soon as we walked inside and the bell on the door chimed.
"Morning," Alice smiled brightly back.
"You are Alice I, believe," the lady smiled politely at Alice. Alice nodded and the lady looked down at a large book, probably filled with appointments and such. She moved her pen down the page with her eyes as she looked for something.
"And you must be Bella and Rosalie," she looked up at Rosalie and I, unsure who was who.
"I'm Rosalie and this is Bella," Rosalie clarified. The lady nodded.
"And I have you down for an eye brown waxing, manicures, pedicures, hair and make up," she looked up at Alice for her approval.
"Perfect," Alice smiled a brilliant smile up at her. The lady nodded and closed the large, heavy looking book.
"Okay, well everything is ready for you, so if you would just follow me, please…" she began walking through the salon, weaving through many hallways and through multiple doors. The spa didn't look this big from the outside- then again it was hidden by the large green trees.
I followed behind Alice and Rosalie wearily; at least I would get to relax. That was my only saving grace. Finally, the woman stopped, apparently we had arrived to where ever she was taking us.
"This is Elise, she will be doing the waxing for you girls," She introduced a nice looking woman with long blonde hair tied up in a high pony tail. Elise shook each of our hands warmly.
"Well, I will leave you here with her," The lady smiled at us and then went back the way we came. Elise clapped her hands together in front of her.
"Okay, who's first?" she asked. Alice immediately raised a small hand.
"I'll go!" she squealed. Elise nodded and smiled at her. After leading us into a room she told Rosalie and I that we could sit and watch, Rose and I sat down into two squishy chairs while Alice laid down into the chair- lounge- table- thingy.
"Okay, have you been waxed before?" she asked Alice… of course Alice has had her eye brows waxed! She's been getting them waxed since elementary school and since then she's forced Rosalie and I into the salon with her.
"Many times," Alice beamed. Else nodded and then started. Using the wooden stick, thingy she wiped on the wax and then ripped it off. She did this for ten minutes, until she thought that it was done. The scary part was that Alice never even flinched.
"Great job," she complimented her and handed her a mirror so that she could see. Alice examined herself and grinned.
"Thank you!" She got down from the chair and motioned for one of us to go up. I got up and went to lie down. I wanted to get it over with. And then Elise began the process…
It was hell, just as I had remembered it back in Phoenix. Mine took nearly twice as long as Alice's and I had forgotten how much it hurt. Especially afterward when it felt like it was burning off my face. Ugh!
"Done!" Elise announced and handed me the mirror. My eye brows looked… okay. I shrugged internally and handed her the mirror back and got out of the chair so Rosalie could have her turn.
After that we went to go get our manicures/pedicures, that took some time but it didn't hurt and it was relaxing. I just talked to Alice and Rosalie about how we were going to get our hair done and where we were going to eat tonight and stuff. The only thing was that Alice forced me to get those fake nails on. They weren't too bad because they were plain ones… but I felt like cat woman.
"Ugh, Alice; I still cannot believe that I let you lure me into these… claws," I groaned, examining them with a scowl on my face.
"Oh, Bella, stop being such a drama queen," Alice rolled her eyes and turned back to the magazine that she was currently reading and talking to Rosalie about. I sighed and took out my book from my purse, To Kill A Mockingbird. Currently, we were reading it in class and it was a favorite of mine.
After a while, another lady came over and beckoned me over to another station… it looked like hair and make up. I grimaced, but did as I was told. After all, it wasn't her fault… it was Alice's.
"What do you have in mind?" she asked me, I looked up from my novel and noticed that she was brushing out the tangles in my long brown hair. I shrugged and was about to give her full reign, but Alice interrupted.
"I was thinking this," Alice handed her a piece of paper, the front of it wasn't visible to me. I frowned… I wanted to see! The lady smiled widely in approval of Alice's vision.
"This will look wonderful with her long hair…" she looked at me in the mirror an excited glint in her eyes. I went back to my book… 'what ever Alice wants' was beginning to be my personal motto.
I looked up rarely from my book; I really was on the verge of not caring what I look like. Of course, I wanted to look pretty, but seriously there is only so far you can get with me. I was now being moved to sit under a hair dryer with big, round, curlers in my hair… it was kind of warm under here.
"Hey Bella," Rosalie yawned, sitting down next to me. She had smaller curlers in the hair that was coming out of an elaborate pony tail.
"Hi," I breathed, and closed my book. It's been a while since I had spoken to anyone except for the occasional 'okay' to the hairdresser.
"How are you holding up?" she asked me, worry in her eyes. She knew how I really did not enjoy things like this. I sighed,
"Not too bad," I gave her a small smile.
"Only a couple more hours of this," Rosalie tired to make me feel better, but was failing terribly. Hours!
"Yeah," I tried to sound enthusiastic and almost got away with it, but my face twitched. Rosalie dropped the slightly- depressed state and started cracking up laughing.
"Ha, ha! You should have seen your face!" she screeched with laughter. I started laughing too; it must have been funny because Rosalie doesn't always laugh like this. Once we calmed ourselves, Rosalie put her hand on my shoulder.
"But seriously, Bella, once Edward- no Tristan… Edward and Tristan see you, it will be worth it." The best way they could look at me would be the way guys looked at Rosalie every day… and that was never going to happen. Rosalie was just too beautiful.
When we finally left the salon… I was fully ready. All I had to do was change into my dress for the dance. And I was beginning to get nervous…
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"Yes! It came!" Rosalie squealed the moment we got to our door and saw a package laid on the floor in front of the door. She picked up the long cardboard box and hugged it to her. Alice clapped her hands and opened the door so we could all go in.
"Okay, right now it is 2:00… so Rosalie, try on your dress again while Bella takes a shower and then you take a shower and then I'll take a shower," Alice spoke in over drive all I caught was Rosalie… dress… Bella… shower. So I went on instinct and went to the bathroom for a shower.
After my shower, I dried off- which didn't take long because I didn't have to wash my face or my hair. When I got out Rosalie hopped in it and Alice touched up my smudged make-up. At about halfway through Alice's 'process' Rosalie got out of the shower.
"No more hot water, it was just getting cold," she announced, now dressed in sweat pants and a plain tee shirt.
"Good to know," Alice mumbled while putting something on my cheeks. Rosalie sat down in front of the mirror next to Alice and examined my face.
"You need this," Rosalie put something on my eyelids. Alice smiled.
"Nice touch," she practically purred. I was frightened.
"No more of 'Bella Barbie'!" I exclaimed and stood up. Alice and Rosalie shrugged; I guess they were finished because they weren't disturbed at all.
"I'm going to go watch TV," I told them and left the bathroom. Once I got to the living room I sank into the comfortable leather sofa and clicked the TV on.
"We get the best of both worlds!..." the TV sang.
"Nope," I grumbled and changed the channel to ABC Family. They were always a favorite channel of mine. Gilmore Girls was on. After watching a few episodes, there was part where Rori was talking to Tristan… a light bulb in my head clicked on! I pulled my phone from my pocket and called him.
"Hello?" Tristan pretty much growled into the phone.
"I can call you back later…" I suggested a little hurt.
"Oh, no! Sorry Bella, I'm just so frustrated," he sighed heavily.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just really cannot stand my date much longer!" I giggled.
"It's not funny, Bella," Tristan's tone was flat.
"Okay, I know it's not but… that's a good thing for me," I explained. It was quiet on the other line… then Tristan laughed.
"That is a good thing now that I think of it that way," he reconsidered.
"What was it you called me for?" he asked, now his tone was concerned.
"Did you know that you are a character on Gilmore Girls?" I asked him, laughing while looking Chad Michael Murry on the television screen.
"Actually, yes; my mother reminds me of that a lot," he said very seriously.
"I felt the need to tell you," I explained.
"You watch Gilmore Girls?" Tristan said, surprised. My mouth dropped open.
"Tristan, I'm a girl… do the math."
"Yeeeah," he agreed in a dry tone. I laughed and sighed.
"I should probably let you go now. We only have a few hours until the dance," I reminded him sadly. I heard him sigh on the other line.
"Yeah, I still have to change and shower," Tristan was talking to himself more than me.
"See you tonight," I smiled at the thought.
"Bye Bella." And he was gone. I went to my room and got my dress that was hanging on the back of my closet door. I undressed and slipped into it, unable to get the zipper without breaking it, I went to the bathroom for Alice's help.
"A little help, please," I turned around so she could zip me up. But her small fingers never came. I turned back around and met two very serious, business like faces.
"Bella, we need to talk," Alice said softly. I was cautious,
"What about?" I asked, now in a hushed tone.
"Tonight, we just don't want you to get hurt," Rosalie explained, though nothing was becoming any clearer. They gave me sympathetic looks while I just waited for them to go into more detail.
"Well, we're just saying that tonight, Tristan is going to be dancing with a lot of other girls, and to not take it personally," Alice said kindly.
"Honestly, if I were you, I would dance the night away too," Rosalie huffed. She could always make me smile.
"I'll be fine, guys," I reassured them, not at all worried. Tristan wasn't like that… at least I didn't think so.
"But just remember what we're saying, Bella," Alice cautioned me. I nodded and thanked them for their concern. Alice zipped up my dress in one quick swipe. I turned around to face them.
"You look absolutely stunning," Rosalie smiled at me. I blushed from the compliment.
"One more thing, though," Alice went to a drawer and dug through it, looking for something in particular.
"Here…" Alice sprayed on me a delicious, sweet citrus, floral smelling perfume on me. I was perfect.
"Thanks," I breathed. She just nodded at me and continued to smile. I noticed that they weren't dressed yet and was shocked.
"Go get dressed, the boys get here in a half an hour!" I commanded and pointed to their rooms. They laughed but went to their separate rooms. I went back to mine to put on the shoes Alice bought for me. After a little trouble with the clasp, they were finally attached to my feet.
It took one final look in my mirriror. My long brown hair was in big spirals, going down my back. My light gray-blue dress went to my knees and just... flowed. My make up was perfect, it didn't look like I was wearing any at all.
"Perfect, Bella," Alice sighed at her own work. She was leaning against the door in her own dark pink, strapless dress. It was short, but appropriate. There was a ruffling, flower stuff at the bottom and it just fit her personality. Her hair was wavy and there was a sparkling clip holding the bangs out of her face.
"You look amazing, Alice," I shook my head at the uncanny ability to look completely beautiful. If Alice was looking this good I couldn't imagine Rosalie; and more importantly- Emmet's reaction.
"Everybody all set, Emmet just called and he said that they'll be here in about ten minutes!" Rosalie called from the living room. I grabbed my small, silver clutch and walked out to meet her with Alice. When I saw Rose, I gasped loudly as did Alice.
"It isn't fair, Rosalie," I complained from where I was standing. She looked around her confusedly, eyes wide. She had on a red, beaded dress. The back was completely open except for the sparkling straps that crossed over each other to make a criss cross pattern. In order to see the dress her long blonde hair was in tight curls and up into an elaborate pony tail. She looked like a goddess.
"What?" she asked completely oblivious to the fact that she may possibly be the best looking human on the face of the Earth.
"Have you looked in a mirror lately?" I asked sarcastically. Rosalie shrugged.
"It's the make-up," she smiled at her excuse. I shook my head and mocked her under my breath. Alice just laughed. After putting together our things and checking for anything that we might have forgotten the boys came.
Emmet was the first one in the door and only had eyes for Rosalie. He grinned the widest I have ever seen and wrapped her in a small hug, careful not to mess up anything. Rosalie was blushing from something he whispered in her ear.
Jasper was next, he took one look at Alice and never looked away. He walked slowly up to her and they just looked into each other's eyes- like they were having a silent conversation. The thing was, they completely understood each other.
By the time that I looked away from my best friends, I realized that Edward was gazing intently at me, I blushed red. He was in the classic black tux, but had a blue tie to match my dress. He held a corsage in his hand.
"You look… gorgeous," he seemed to struggle for words- which made me blush into an even darker shade of red. We were on the verge of purple.
And as if he were in a trance before, he shook his head slightly to clear his thoughts and opened the plastic box, which held the corsage.
"May I?" he asked with a kind smile. I nodded and he attached the blue flowers to my wrist.
"Hey! We have to get going, I want to get pictures over with!" Emmet boomed, breaking our conversation. Seeing that nobody disagreed with him, he and Rosalie exited the room, arm in arm.
"Shall we?" Edward asked, extended a hand. I was glad I wouldn't have to link arms with him… it seemed too formal for us. I took his hand graciously and we followed Rosalie and Emmet.
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"Okay, now hold her waist like this…" said the mouse like photographer. We were taking our Homecoming photos outside, where the trees created a beautiful back drop. He was now instructing Edward and I into a pose. I was getting more and more frustrated with this guy by the minute.
Lucky for me, I had Alice.
"No, no, no," she shook her head wildly at the photographer, completely loosing it.
"Edward, Bella, turn to face here…. Now put your hand here… grab her waist with his hand… tilt your heads to face the camera…smile Bella… I SAID SMILE BELLA!" she instructed us and in seconds I was comfortable with the photo's outcome. I smiled like I was told and hoped for the best.
The photographer gave us a sheet with a number on it, he said to go online to see the pictures and to purchase them. Everybody else had already gone and we were the last ones, so we headed off to dinner.
We piled into a large black SUV that the guys had rented so that we all could be together; Edward was driving so I got shot gun. Dinner was… well suited for us. Alice had made reservations at a restaurant where there was top notch food and you could scream your head off without getting kicked out. I mean, Emmet got very close, but we all managed to stay together. Clever Alice.
"There ain't no party like an Emmet party… say ooh, ah. There ain't no party like an Emmet party say ooh, ah!" Emmet was screaming in the backseat while we were driving back to the dance. Edward started massaging his temples with one hand, driving.
"Emmet seriously… exactly how old are you again?" Rosalie asked him with an amused faced. Emmet pretended to think hard about it… or maybe he wasn't pretending. I giggled at the thought.
"I lost count after 12," he admitted, smiling. I started laughing… but unfortunately I was the only one who thought it was funny. Everybody else was worried about Emmet's mental being and now gave me a worried look. It was dead quiet in the car, all eyes on me.
"Ain't no party like a Bella party?" I squeaked out. Then the entire car burst out laughing.
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"Not too shabby," Rosalie commented when we entered the cafeteria, where the dance was being held. It was actually very nice, in my opinion. Since a giant wall and most of the ceiling was glass, you could see the full moon out and the clear, bright stars. It set the atmosphere nicely.
"Us Bridgeton kids try," Jasper shrugged. Alice was still speculating.
"The colors are a little off… but other than that, it looks like fun," she smiled, eying me. I narrowed my eyes at her, wanting to read her mind at this point so I knew what her little mind was conjuring up this time.
"Let's go dance, Bella!" Alice suggested, pulling me by a hand to the dance floor. Suddenly, I am in the middle of the dance floor and there is a guy in front of me and in back of me. I just stood there dumbfounded.
"Come on Bella!" Alice egged me on, dancing with Jasper in a fashion that should me illegal. I took a glance at Rosalie and Emmet and never looked in their general direction again. I mean I blushed just looking at them.
"Alice, I cannot do this. It is mentally and physically impossible for me!" I yelled over the music. Alice waved somebody over… Edward. He wove through the student body with ease and Alice whispered something in his ear. Very, very reluctantly, he nodded. And he walked over to me.
"Alice wants me to help you dance and 'have a good time' as she puts it," Edward spoke into my ear. The music was so loud, you couldn't have a normal volume conversation.
And before I could give Edward a reply, he was dancing behind me. His hands were on my hips, guiding them. He was a really good dancer and I blushed at my inadequate skills… and also for other reasons.
Try, Alice mouthed to me. I could tell that she just wanted me to have a good time… but I couldn't do this. It was so out of character for me, dancing so seductively.
"Just listen to the beat," Edward's cool breath was on my neck and collarbone… it gave me shivers. He was so close to me, his body pressed up onto mine. I decided to really try…
"Nice moves, Bella," Edward laughed from behind me. Alice was nodding her head to the beat at me, smiling.
And I was having fun.
After a few more songs, my face was flushed from dancing, and Edward and I left to get some drinks and go outside to cool down. Inside was so hot with all of the moving bodies; the glass was beginning to fog up. I sat down outside, waiting for Edward to come back with our drinks.
"You're a great dancer, Bella," he told me while handing me a cup of iced Coke. I took a large drink before answering.
"Thanks, you're a really great partner," I said breathlessly. Edward just stared at me intensely. I blushed and twisted out of his mesmerizing green-eyed gaze. When we were done with our drinks, we decided to go back in. We jumped into the dance floor at mid song.
"We'll be taking requests, so if you want to dedicate a song to somebody… come up to the front of the dancefloor!" the DJ announced and put on the infamous song, "Low." Everybody erupted in cheers and danced even harder.
And thought I knew I would feel guilty later… Edward and I went crazy. When I was dancing I could feel the passion between us, but I quickly convinced myself that it was because I was having fun. Deep in my mind, though, I couldn't deny that it was there and strong. When "Low" ended another song didn't follow it up.
"This one goes out to Bella…" a slow song started, a tinkling bell sound went through the stereo. I looked up, alerted immediately. Then the crowd in front of me started to move, making way for Tristan. He was dressed to the nines in a stunning black tux. He took me in his arms automatically, without talking, and we were dancing to the music. My arms were wrapped around his neck and his around my waist, pulling me close. I laid my head on his chest contently. I was barely aware that the entire student body was watching us sway to the slow music.
When I fall in love
It will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love
In a restless world like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many moon light kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun
When I give my heart
It will be completely
Or I'll never give my heart
And the moment
I can feel that
You feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
And the moment
I can feel that
You feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you
When the song was over Tristan whispered in my ear.
"I think I'm falling in love with you, Bella."
I twisted my head so I was whispering in his ear also.
"Good, because I am so in love with you."
Another song began and everybody returned to dancing to the upbeat music. Tristan and I did the same, dancing hypnotically with each other. We didn't to speak; there was a connection flowing freely between us.
After another two songs, I suggested that we return to our dates; I didn't want Edward to not have a good time.
"Yeah, I'll call you later tonight B," Tristan sighed. I put my arms around his neck, beckoning him to lean it closer. Once he was within reach I gave him a small but love filled kiss. His lips turned into a smile under mine.
"Do I have to go dance with Lauren? I want to stay here with you," Tristan complained.
"Go, I don't want you to be a bad date," I commanded him as sternly as I could. He huffed but gave me a small smile.
"I love you, Bella." Tristan stared deep into my eyes, making my stomach do flips.
"I love you too."
And with that Tristan was gone, tangled up in the dancers that filled the floor. I turned around to go find Edward.
Okay, I have a giant issue.
I am in need of somebody who would like to help me with the plot line.
A person who wouldn't mind knowing how the story would end.
It's either Edward or Tristan.
So I need somebody who would just listen to my crazy ideas and tell me which one is better for the story.
So if you please review and tell me so I could PM you that would be wonderful.
Also new question:
Dancing blue eyes or green-eyed gaze?
review and let me know!