A/N: I have this totally on the tip of my tongue( well fingers since I'm typing.) I have to figure out how to add chapters first

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Chapter 2- Make over

I let my concentration wander to his mind.

All right, were to go? Were to go? First, find Alice and/or Rosalie to help find Bella something clean to wear. Second, take Bella hunting. Third, pack and start moving everything.

What was he thinking? The only thing that made sense was changing my outfit and hunting. What was all this jabber about packing?

"Edward, Bella?" It was Rosalie, her long blonde hair tied atop her head like a globe of golden light. She stepped into the room.

I hope she doesn't remember how mean I was to her. Well, if she does, we can make up.

"Rosalie." My voice was thin, quavering in the heat of the fire in my throat. She looked at me, unhappy. Then jubilant.

"Bella, glad that you woke up." Then to Edward "Alice is almost ready, she's finishing laying out some clothes for Bella. She sent me to get her." Edward stood, I followed and let Rosalie take me from the room. I took a quick look back, to see Edward walk through a second door into an enormous closet. I was suddenly fearful I would never see him again. I stepped into his mind stream.

Bella, don't worry, you'll be fine. It will only be a few minutes. I trust Alice and Rosalie with my life.

"Don't worry Bella, I wont eat you." Rosalie stifled a laugh, my face must have been giving away my fear. I grimaced, I had no idea where I was headed.

"Want to run? We will get there faster." Rosalie said quickly. I just nodded, I wanted to go hunting badly now. The fire was killing me. She held my hand. And I let her guide me down the long stair case and hall way.

We reached our destination, Alice's pink room. How could Jasper handle the bright color. It hurt my eyes just to take a glance around. Alice popped her tiny head out of a door, her black spikes nearly glowing in the bright room.

"You're here!" she almost screamed. She pushed me through the door into a vast closet and set me down on a small couch in front of what looked to be a once coffee table now covered in various outfits all that would fit me.

"Your choice, though, I would go with the pants seeing how you will be running a lot." Rosalie and Alice said, almost in unison. I scanned over the display in front of me, choosing a pair of dark jeans and a navy sweater shirt. Alice was bubbling with delight.

"Next, shoes." Alice said, now pulling me to a rack that had been divided in 2. Half looked like they would fit Alice, the others looked to fit maybe my foot. I randomly grabbed some black pumas, not really caring. But Rosalie wouldn't have it.

"Bella, you can't wear black pumas with a navy sweater, you should wear the browns." And in place of the black pumas, a pair of browns were suddenly on my hands.

"Well, now that that's fixed, a shower and hair." Rosalie then fingered for me to follow out of the huge closet.

"Alice, you've got to do the clothes in your closet, so its shower in my room. Anyway, I have a better hair dryer." Rosalie finished taking me out of Alice's pink room and across the hallway into a plain white room. I sensed I would not have a say in what would happen next, so when Rosalie took me to her gigantic bath room and turned the nozzle on the shower head, I obediently started undressing to step into the warm water. Rosalie left.

As I removed my clothes, I noticed how truly scratched up and bloody they were. The entire left shoulder was covered in a thick layer of dried blood. Unlike my left side, my right arm, and part of my stomach, was totally revealed. Jagged cuts on my pants, but the skin underneath revealed nothing. It must have healed all my injuries during the change I thought to myself. I stole a glance at the mirror. The image reflected was close to a stranger. It was hard to decipher what I looked like because my face had little chips of glass still stuck in it and lots of dried blood around my hair line. I still had long brown hair, and the same height. But my skin and face was different. My features were perfect, straight and beautiful. As I had come to realize, my skin was cold and dead pale. Like all vampires.

I hurried into the shower. Being sure to rub off any blood that still stuck to my face and body. When I came out, I saw that either Rosalie or Alice had left my clothes on a small stool for me. I changed, admiring how well the clothes fit. I imagined they were Rosalie's or possibly Esme's.

I came out, and to my horror, to see that Rosalie and Alice were not done with me yet. Rosalie and Alice were standing at the ready at the foot of Rosalie's bed. Rosalie was armed with a hairdryer and a comb, Alice, a flat iron and curlers.

"All right Bella either option a.) Wavy, natural hair for an eternity. Option b.) Straight hair for an eternity, or option c.) Curly hair for an eternity." Rosalie said casually.

"Take your pick" Alice added flippantly. I raked my brain for something Edward might have said about my hair that he liked. I couldn't find anything so I decided with straight hair for an eternity.

"Good, I think you look good with the straight look" Alice added cheerfully. It would be interesting being with Alice for an eternity. Rosalie sat me on the bed and started her work. As a team, Rosalie and Alice worked fast and they were very precise. Minutes later, Alice announced to my relief that they were almost done with me. Rosalie curled a few strands of hair around my face, framing me. I got up and headed for the door, but Alice beat me there and just pulled me back to the enormous bathroom.

"We only have to do your make-up now." Rosalie explained. Lovely, I wondered.

"Fine Bella, you can leave. I don't think I could catch you though even if you did." Alice answered my thoughts. Rosalie and Alice took the lead, they made me walk to my depression. We reached his door. Edward, can we go now? He heard my mental note and opened the door before Alice or Rosalie could.

"Thanks guys, I can take it from here" I said trying to pass between their bodies that were the only things in my way to get to Edward. They wouldn't have it.

It's our last bit of fun, then you can go hunting. Rosalie thought.

Don't fret, he will love it. I couldn't doubt Alice when she thought that. She must have seen it.

"My dear, idiot of a brother" Rosalie said in a medieval voice. "I present to you, Isabella Swan." Alice and Rosalie stepped apart, revealing me. Edward took a shallow breathe and pulled Alice and Rosalie into a bear hug grinning.

"Alice, Rosalie, you have worked another miracle in less then 30 minutes. I think this is your best yet." He concluded. Rosalie was unhappy.

"Why do you always say Alice's name first?" she sulked. Alice and I laughed. Edward smiled.

"Ohh, Rosy kins. I only say that so I can see you sulk. Now turn that frown, upside down!" Alice and I would have giggled to death if we weren't already dead. Rosalie was furious.

"EDWARD ANTHONY MASEN CULLEN! You KNOW I hate being called ROSY KINS. You are the most despicable creature I know!" Rosalie was stalking off in the other direction. Alice and I had stopped giggling.

"Thanks Alice." I said quietly, walking towards Edward.

No, thank you. I never have any one to play with other then Esme when she isn't busy. And Jasper, Emmett and Edward do not enjoy getting a make over. And of course Rosalie is off limits. So thanks, it was fun. Alice danced down the hall and down the stair case.

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I think I have the next chapter ready, still editing!