A/n: I am SOOOOOOO sorry for not updating in forever. It pains me to have a chapter festering on my computer, but my life has been exceedingly hectic lately. And Elle can tell you about that, but not now. I have a two- hour long plane ride this weekend both ways and hopefully I'll get another done then. The next one is already about 1/3 way done now, but not all the way. And please don't kill me once you read this chapter.

OH!!! And after I finish this, I have already started writing the story from Edward's point of view, because certain things don't make sense otherwise, like why Bella got the email and such. I'm thinking of calling it "A day in heaven" or something fairytale related, but I can't think of any ideas. Any suggestions?

Chapter Ten

"So, what else are we doing tonight?"

Edward grinned widely. "It's a surprise, remember?"

"I don't like surprises, remember?"

"Well, I'm pretty sure you'll like this one too." He settled me back in his car, and in a flash was in the driver's seat.

"Any more states for us to visit tonight?"

"No, we're staying here for a bit. But we need to go somewhere where your and my new attire will work better." He grinned a minute and I realized what he meant. The suitcase.

This can't be anything good.

I thought about this as we drove along a desolate street. Edward kept looking at my puzzlement and giving a low chuckle, which slightly bothered me, but I like the fact he was amused. Just to add to my confusion, he constantly made random turns, on streets I didn't even see.

Finally, we came to a stop. We were at an old movie theatre, run down and in ruins. The upper windows were either cracked or broken, the display lines covered in dirt and things unnamable. The old ticket window was covered in heavy grime, but you could still see dots of cleanness on it. It was beautiful; I couldn't help but laugh at how it had such genuine charm. (A/n: picture in profile, except this theater is a little more desolate)

"What are we doing here?" I questioned, I was curious.

"Well, this is one of Carlisle's holdings; he inherited it a while back. The inside has been renovated, so it is more like an apartment, so I thought we could use it to get ready for our next activity." We were out of the car now, and he was opening the door to the theatre.

The inside left me in complete awe. Where the run-down lobby should have been, here was an enormous living room, and it looked as though the theaters off the sides of a long maroon hallway had each been changed into individual bedrooms, four in all.

"Alice knew you would need a place to change, so she reminded me of here. It hasn't been used it a while, but Esme enjoyed turning it into another home." His voice mellowed at the end of that statement. "You can get dressed in Rosalie and… uhh... Alice's room."

He led me into a room at the end of the hallway. Even though I don't think that I needed much direction, it seems that Alice or someone else had left me a trail of pink paper arrows to the door of an enormous room. After he left me, I continued to follow the arrows, which now led to a phone on a light wood desk inside the bright red room. Next to the phone was another piece of pink paper, this one saying simply, "Pick up when ringing." That was odd, who would be calling me?

The instant this thought ended, the phone rang. I picked it up warily, not knowing what o expect.

"Hello?" I asked hesitantly.

"Bella!! I'm so excited for you guys! How's the date so far???"

Oh my goodness. Alice. Of course. I could picture her now, bouncing with excitement on the other end of the phone.

"Hi Alice. It's good. I'm just a little confused. What's going on?"

"Oh, that. Umm, you know your suitcase?"

"Yes…"

"Well, go into it." Wait, the suitcase was with Edward. No, it was magically in the room. Of course. I opened it up. Alice had found fit to pack me everything. I had enough clothes in here for a month. She had put all the clothes we had bought, plus some I hadn't even seen before. I couldn't even imagine how she fit all this in here. "Bella, are you there?"

Alice brought me from my daze. "Oh yes. Sorry."

"Well, look in the bag and find a violet dress." I gasped when I found it. "Now don't say anything it'll ruin the surprise." She squealed. "And find the violet shoes?" Oh no, bright violet shoes, held together only by violet ribbons.

"Alice I can't wear these! They are certain death-traps!"

She sounded put out, "Just trust me Bella. Edward won't let you fall, I've told you that."

I pulled these two items out and laid them out. "Anything else?"

"Yes, just make sure follow the instructions on the mirror, and you'll be fine. Have Fun!"

Alice could be so peculiar sometimes. But she made me smile, just her innocent excitement.

I carried the violet dress and shoes into the conjoining bathroom, which was gold with scarlet ornamenting. On one side of the bathroom were sinks and drawers, covering the lower half of the wall, with an enormous unframed mirror covering the upper. On the mirror there was tacked a piece of pink stationery, just like the paper from before. In very beautiful script, it explained exactly what I was to do:

Bella-

I really wish I was there to help you with this, but this is what I had planned for you.

Put on the dress. It may seem a little out of place, but please, trust me.

Under the dress, wear nylons. There are some skin toned ones in your bag underneath the dress.

Now take your shoes and place them on. To tie them, wrap the ribbon around the front of your ankle first, then to the back, and around again til they're in the back again, and then tie it in a bow.

I'm assuming you know how to put your hair into a low bun. Do this and tie the ribbon you will find is extra with the shoes around it, then tie it in a bow.

Don't read steps 7 and 8 until you've done all this. AND DO NOT LOOK INTO THE MIRROR UNTIL THEN!!

Put down the paper.

I put down the paper, fighting the temptation to read on. I then walked back into the room to change. I slipped the dress on, and very unsurprisingly it fit my soft figure, smoothing over my body, even over the places I had once despised for their inability to fit in clothes such as these. I fought for a while with the shoe ribbons until they coaxed around my ankle. I pulled my hair out of its earlier ponytail, and it revealed an enormous ridge. Agh, I took out a brush Alice had packed and tried to brush it out, with no avail. I ended up pulling it taught and making a crude bun, with a few unruly strands finding their way out of it. I took the remaining ribbon in the elastic and tied a bow. There.

Alice said I could look in the mirror now. Stumbling slightly on these deadly shoes, I worked my way back to the bathroom. I stood, faced backwards, so as not to see myself, and turned.

This wasn't me. The girl in front of me had curves, many, easily flattered by the halter cut of the dress. Her hair was sleek and finished with a bow that made her sultry yet cute. Her shoes acknowledged her slight but toned lower legs and her tiny feet.

I then noticed the dress had a tie around the waist, my smallest part. I tied it and then remembered my mission. Steps 7&8:

Don't put on anymore makeup. You look gorgeous. Edward will faint when he sees you.

Look in the drawer of the table with the phone. There's a camera. PLEASE take a picture!

Alice amazed me. I went over to the side table and opened the drawer. Sure enough, there was a disposable camera inside. I went to the bathroom, inspected myself, then took a simple picture, I didn't even bother smiling. Once I snapped it, I noticed there was a sticky note on the back. Would this trail of bread crumbs never end?

Bella, give this camera to Edward after you take your picture. He will love it, and I want you two to take more pictures.

I chuckled. I was really starting to like Alice.

There was a knock on the door. "Are you ready?" a velvety smooth voice questioned.

"Ummm… I don't know, am I?"

"Let me see." He opened the door, and I stood in awe at the angel before me. He was in a pair of crisp black pants, a white skirt, and a tie that matched my dress. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, creating the most stunning image I had seen my entire life. He looked fit for a runway, not my doorway.

He was looking over me. "You look amazing," he breathed

"I could say more than the same for you."

He offered his ivory elbow, "Shall we?"

I took it gingerly, "We shall. But where to?"

"Ahhh, I forgot. You get the blindfold again."

I didn't want o wear that horrible thing again. "Please, can I not?"

"I would rather you did." He looked at me with smoldering eyes. Once again my will power crumbled. He smelled the defeat and tied the dreaded fabric around my eyes. "Now keep hold of my hand," he placed his in mine, "and follow the sound of my voice."

He had forgotten how I was constantly plagued by certain interferences. Fate and Gravity. The moment he started walking, my ankles gave way in the high heel shoes and I stumbled forwards. I threw my arms in front of my face, waiting for the impact, but I felt nothing. The next thing I knew, I was floating, moving forward, until I was set down on a plush surface, most likely the car. He started up the engine and began to drive.

"Edward? Was that you?" immense gratification in my voice.

"Yes, must we go through you and falling when I'm here?"

Something inside me flared, "What did you expect me to do. Alice had me wear high heels! What are we even doing?"

"Well, it won't take a tenth as long this time to get to our destination. Actually, only about five more minutes."

I sat in silence for the rest of the ride, mulling over many things: my attire, his, and what we could possibly be going to do. Then I decided something…it doesn't matter. Edward had given me a night to remember so far, and I needn't worry.

The car stopped very soon, and my door was opened. Instantly I was in his arms, and then set down on a hard surface.

"Can I take off my blindfold now?"

"Sure." I could feel his breath on my face, and I forgot my mission. I could hear him chuckled, and then he removed my blindfold, revealing his face close to mine. His eyes honey and warm glowed in the now even more apparent moonlight. It must be late. I half expected him to kiss me, but instead, something rather odd happened. His nostrils flared, and he drew back. Even such an unglamorous action looked amazing for him.

He took my hand, "Can you walk?"

"I doubt it."

"Can you try?" Once again his ocher eyes smoldered into mine. All coherent thought left me.

"Uhhh…umm, wait, what were talking about?"

"How it was time to go inside."

"I can't walk in these things!!! Their like death traps, only made with silk and glue!"

"Trust me Bella. Please just do that."

How could I not?

I hadn't noticed where we were. We stood in front of a theater again, only this time it was a new and lavish one. Almost like Broadway in Denver. I was surprised that Edward could get us in, let alone park out front.

He walked me inside, where I stood in awe. We were in an extravagant lobby, which was abuzz with people. To my right there were ticket booths. To my left there were concessions and souvenirs. All of this sounded corny, but with the setting, it was amazing. The lobby itself was mainly gold and white, ornamented with paintings of angels and gods. Looking up was like looking at pictures of the Sistine Chapel. In front of me there was an enormous staircase, a golden angel at each end. After giving the ticket taker our tickets, he led me up the grand staircase and to the right. We walked down a stretch, but then turned a sharp left and went through a curtain. We were in a theater, one which rivaled the grandness of the luxurious lobby.

I gasped from awe, "What are we seeing?"

"Romeo and Juliet."

"I know, it's a classic."

"Well, tonight my lady," he said in very old-fashioned manner, "We are going to be attending the theatre." He took my hand and sat us in the seats of our balcony.

I had seen Romeo and Juliet before, but this was simply amazing. In this theater, the sets were simply awe striking, and the actors were that of high enough caliber to make the parts believable. In the end, I cried, and Edward looked at me with amazement.

"Do you always cry at the end?"

"Most of the time. It's just so sad, true love that is destined to die."

He reached across the balcony to me, and I swear, he took a tear and put it to his mouth. It all happened so fast, I couldn't be sure.

Once the play ended, I clapped as hard as I could, until Edward gently ushered me back down the stairs into the lobby.

He ran me outside, to where the full moon shone brightly. We stopped, and I was spun rather gracefully around and faced Edward. I was now grinning, ear to ear, as was he, at all the fun and exhilaration he made me feel. Acting on the newfound spontaneity, I completed the twirl, and into his arms. I went on tippy-toe and brought my lips swiftly to his. The stiffened, but then obliged, so that I could kiss him more fully. I leaned in more, pressing for a deeper kiss.

That is when his lips parted from mine and he pulled away.

He flashed his notorious grin and said, "There's one more part to our evening, if you please."

I grinned, and replied playfully, "Where to Master?"

"Actually, just down the street. I thought we could do for a walk."

He took my hand and started toward a city of lights.

A/n: I was going to stop there, but I've been so cruel by leaving you so long, I'll continue.

We walked down a boulevard towards what seemed to be a never-ending party. There were lights and even on the wide streets of Colorado, there seemed to be crowds. I yawned, and I realized it must be past midnight. And I had school tomorrow. A grown began to form in my throat until I saw Edward's face. He was lit up with sheer excitement and was smiling ear to ear. It was then I noticed he was almost…laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Just your face, it's so…almost angelic your complete amazement."

My cheeks grew warm and I knew I was blushing.

We continued our walk until we arrived at a restaurant, well more of a club, but a classier one.

Edward led me inside and talked to the person at the front. "I do believe you have a place reserved under "Cullen"?"

The man, in his mid-twenties, was rather oddly affected by Edward's presence. But who wasn't? He replied a stuttered yes, took out menus and led us through the club, past the crowds and to a corner table dimly lit.

"I'm not hungry, I already ate with Alice."

"I can't believe that. Any human would be ravenous after what you've been through tonight."

I grumbled, and looked down at the menu. It was gibberish to me, and I believe it was in some Asian language.

"I don't know what to order."

"I'll do it for you when the waiter gets here."

We sat for about ten minutes, just staring into each other's eyes and I was too timid to break the silence. When the waiter finally did come, it was a stick thin girl, almost transparent, who unbelievably had no interest in Edward. Wow. In a club like this, she must be used to seeing gorgeous people without showing her amazement.

"May I take your order?"

Edward barely looked at the menu, "The Thai chicken wraps, thank you, will be all."

She scuffled away, showing little signs to being taken back by his abruptness.

Again, we just sat, watching each other in amazement. Me because of how glorious the creature in front of me was, but him, for I have no idea. I was that interesting. Not at all.

We were broken from our staring when two shots rang out. Pandemonium had broken out by the bar side of the club, and a brawl was forming. I didn't even want to look who had shot. All I knew was I being pulled out of the club, so as not to get hurt, but to no avail. I tripped, and flew, right into a table with two martini glasses. They shattered under my weight, and I could feel the searing pain of the glass ripping into the skin of my right shoulder and arm. Edward stiffened completely, and I swear he stopped breathing. Now he was lifting me and running at ultra-human speed to the car. Seconds later, we were there, and he was driving away, faster than I could imagine. I could smell the blood radiating off my skin, and it was everywhere. I tried to find something to blot it, but there was nothing in sight.

In what seemed minutes, I was once again outside my house, and Edward pulled me swiftly out of the car and ran me up the stairs into my room. Renee and Phil must be asleep. But now Edward was laying me on the bed and he was still not breathing. He was then in the bathroom, and came out with gauze and bandages. He seemed to be rushing, trying to get away. He wrapped my arm rapidly and then addressed my shoulder and wrapped that too. With a kiss on my forehead, he ran out of the room and left me.

Prince Charming isn't supposed to run away…

A/n: I'm sorry, but I had to….

B/n: Gah! Rosebud! TELL MEEEE!!!!

Very nice chapter, btw. Very nice.