Okay so I'm sorry I couldn't get it up sooner. I eve have a whole sob story. I hurt my knee so I couldn't bend it which meant that I couldn't go onto the computer, so i couldn't post. And my arms hurt from the crutches I had to use. Here you go tho!!!!

The next morning, I woke up to the front door slamming shut. I jumped out of bed, and headed to the living room. There was a note on the island, saying:

Left for classes. Outfits on my bed. La you.

-Alice.

I smiled at the note. Even though she could irritate me sometimes, I couldn't possible find a better pixie best friend. I dropped the note and ran to her room. Sitting on her bed was a nutmeg Rosette square neck shirt. It has a wide straps, and a scrunched up torso. (That's the best description I can give you. It's on my profile, along with the jeans.) The jeans were light washed, and distressed. They looked like they would fit comfortably on me, but I knew that they would be tight. I sighed and went back into the kitchen. I grabbed a bowl, and poured milk and cereal in it. I sat at the island, and started wondering what would happen in LA. I don't know how that question came into my mind, but I was suddenly frightened of the answer. After all anything could happen. I was daydreaming about the best scenario ever. I would meet a guy that would sweep me off my feet, and I would fall madly in love. Like Love at first sight. I snorted. Yeah, right. That's going to happen. But as I kept daydreaming about silly little things, like him saying sweet little nothings, and caressing me, and holding me, and imaging our first date, but as that happened I could see things play out in my head. I could see his features. I could see bronze hair. So familiar bronze hair, and those emerald green eyes. How could I ever think those things up. But I saw his face flash in front of my face. Edward Mason. No! That had to be wrong. Why the hell would I daydream about Edward Mason? I started shaking when my cell phone started blazing.

Cause for you that's what I'll do

I'll try a little more each day.

I'll try either way I can.

I'll try.. For you that's what I'll do

I'll try even if it kills me

I'll try…

Can't you see

That for you that's what I'll do.

Falling by Meghan Trainor rang throughout the kitchen. (Okay so this song is really good. It's on you tube if you want to hear. Type in Meghan Trainor. It's really good. And I hope I don't really tick anybody off cause of this… Whatever.) I grabbed my phone mechanically and answered. "Hello?" I asked.

"You sound like you just had a nightmare." Emmett's voice boomed through the phone.

"I'm pretty sure I did." I pursed my lips.

"Anyways…." He trailed off. Don't you love how he cares?

"What?" I asked drinking the rest of the milk and setting it in the sink.

"Well…."

"What?"

"The ticket's are wrong."

"What!" I yelled.

"Yeah, they called, and said that you missed the flight. Cause you know I gave them my number, well, I said they didn't have a flight on the 4th, and they said that's what I did."

"You dork! You put it in for the fourth?!"

"Yes." He was laughing on the other end. How could he laugh??

"Ugh! Emmett, Alice is going to kill me. I can't believe you.. Did you tell Rose."

"What that hell?! DO you think I'm that stupid! She's come through the phone and whoop my ass. Then again, she'd be here, and we could-"

"Thank you Emmett." I rolled my eyes. "Don't want to know that stuff." I sighed. "What did they tell you."

"They said that the next available flight was tomorrow morning."

"Emmett!" I screeched.

"I didn't mean to, I swear. Please don't hit me."

I busted out laughing. "Emmett were talking over a phone."

"Oh… Yeah."

I sighed again, looking at the clock. Wow I slept in today. "Okay, we'll be there. I gotta go. I have class in a couple hours."

"Okay, bye… Love you sis."

"Love you too bro." I hung up and went into the shower. After washing my hair and washing up I got out and put on my outfit. Alice didn't leave shoes for me to wear. Huh. That's weird. Alice always made sure I had shoes. Oh, well. I went into my room, and put on a pair of simple light blue flats, that Alice insisted she bought for me. I went to my vanity and put on some cover up, blush, light pink eye shadow, and eyeliner. I never put on mascara because Alice said that they were naturally long. After that, I put on my nude colored lip gloss. I opened up my jewelry box that my mom, Renee, bought me a couple years ago. She kept saying she was sick of seeing my jewelry all over the counter. I pulled out my colorful bangles, and my key necklace. Emmett bought it for me, with much of my argument. It was a silver key, with diamonds surrounding the handle part of the key. In the center was a simple sapphire jewel. Non the less it was gorgeous, but I thought it was wayyy to much. With an empty sigh, I stood up and grabbed my bag, brushing through my hair once more, and headed out to my classes.

I was now sitting in class waiting for the teacher to come in when Angela, one of my friends, came threw the door. "Hey Bella." She smiled brightly at me and stopped dead when she saw me.

"What?" I asked.

"You look nice." She tried to sound nonchalantly. I never actually wore nice clothes to my classes. I would just usually wear a t-shirt and jeans, or sweats even.

"You're a dork." I laughed.

She giggled. "Really. You look really nice. What's the occasion, though?"

"I have to go on shopping trip to get bathing suits."

"Oh, great… Wait we live in Seattle."

"I know. I'm going to California tomorrow morning."

"Why didn't you tell me!" She cried out.

"Because I found out this morning.

"Really?"

"Yeah." The teacher walked into the room. "Hold on." I got up and quickly explained to my teacher. She just smiled.

"That's alright. You can get your homework and everything online."

"Thanks." I forced a smile, and sat back down. When I did she began with the dreadful lesson and it sluggishly passed. As I was sitting there taking notes I noticed that guys were looking at me. A few winked when I caught their gazes. Others just gave the stupid one nod thing. Seriously whoever invented that should be shot. When she dismissed us I ran out of class, and to the Porsche. Alice got a 911 turbo Porsche when she went into a 'rebellious' faze. All she did was buy a different shade of lipstick. Her parents wanted to give her an intervention. Seriously? Get real.

I opened the back door, throwing my bag in, and sliding in. "Ugh!" I cried. Alice looked back, quite pleased.

"I do like the outfit. I'm proud of you."

"Yes. Because I can't dress myself at age 19." I rolled my eyes and Alice zoomed away. "Oh! Shit!" I cried.

"What?" Rosalie looked back, but Alice didn't slow down.

"Emmett the douche-"

"Hey!" Rose Protested. "That's my fiancee."

"Yeah. And you haven't seen him in 3 months."

"Not true! I saw him via Web cam." She stuck out her tongue.

"Anyhoo." I rolled my eyes. "Wehaveonemoreday." I whispered in a rush.

"I did not get any of that." Alice said calmly.

I took a deep breathe. "Um… You may want to pull the car over."

"Bella." Alice said rationally. "We are in the middle of downtown… Look there's a red light." She stopped and looked at me through the rear view mirror.

I grimaced. "We have one more day to pack."

"What?!" Alice screamed.

"Alice, calm down." Rosalie quickly turned on rainforest noises. "Deep breathes." Alice took a few then went forward as the light went green.

"Okay… What the hell happened?" She asked, her teeth clenched.

"He called me today and said that they called him, and said that he missed his flight."

"Okay, so when do we go exactly?"

"Well, the plane leaves tomorrow morning, so we have to get everything we need right now."

"How are we supposed to do that. I need time to plan!" Alice started hyperventilating. It's a good thing that the light was still green, because she wouldn't have noticed, and drive right through the intersection.

"Calm down. I made a list in class today, of everything we didn't get." I ruffled threw my bag, and handed Rose my Dior notebook.

"Okay…" Rose read off the list, as Alice parked. Alice turned around to face us. "Ladies, we have a lot of shopping to do."

I giggled, took my notebook back, and got out. "Let's go shopping." We linked arms, and headed into the mall.

A few hours later we came back out with everything we need, like heat appropriate pajamas, and dresses. Alice insisted that we all buy dresses that we wear to the airport, so we look cute getting off. I protested on it, but like always, Alice won. We eventually got back to the loft, and sank down on the couch, as the bell boys set them down in front of them. "Thank you boys." Rosalie flashed them a smile. "Your tip is on the bar. You should have $15 each."

"You should give them more. I mean, they had to carry Alice's stuff. Do you not know how much she buys?"

"Bella, dear…" She put a hand on my shoulder, and glanced back over at Alice. "She's so naïve." She whispered. "Forgive her." She smiled at me. "I have more clothes then you two combined."

"Yes. But you don't like to throw things away. Alice does. All the time." I glared over at her. I then got up and walked into the kitchen. "Do you guys want anything?"

"I want a cup of coffee. It's going to be a long night." Alice sighed rather melodramatically. Rosalie nodded in agreement.

"Three coffee coming up." I grabbed the land line phone, and called the closest Starbucks.

"Mocha." Alice smiled, going through the bags.

"Vanilla bean latte." Rose chimed in. I told the person on the other line what we wanted along with a java chip mocha.

"They'll be here soon." I walked over to them. "Let's get started." I went into each of our rooms and grabbed the suitcases that Alice bought the day before. A while later Alice got most of it done, and we were almost done with our drinks.

"Okay…" I sighed leaning into the couch. "Are we good?"

"Oh, yes!" Alice squealed. "We're going to see Edward Mason!" The two ding-a-lings jumped up and started happy dancing. "I'm happy dancing." She stopped. "Rose is happy dancing… Why aren't you happy dancing?!"

I raised my eyebrows. "Maybe because I'm going to see a guy I hate in concert."

"You don't even know him." Rosalie said.

"Do you?" I shot back. Then sighed. "Listen guys, I just don't like him. I hate people who are so fake." I gave a dramatic shiver, and went to my room. "I would go to bed, if I were you two! We have to get up bright and early." With that I shut my door, changed into sweats and a tee and collapsed on my bed.

I woke up to Alice jumping on my bed. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" She cried. "We have to catch the rays!!! Hurry the hell up!!!"

I groaned and sat up. "Alice, I'm up. I've been up since you said 'wake up!' the first time." I rolled my eyes and got up. "What now?" I asked.

"Here." She handed me the dress. It was a Tixxi 'Emma' stretch sateen dress . It had a sweetheart neckline, and a empire waist. It was in white turquoise and Kiwi (So it doesn't sound that cute to me, but it really is! Again the clothes including the dresses are on my profile.) "Go take a shower! Rose already took one, so I need one too." I did as I was told, and quickly got in, and out. I slipped into my dress, and put on the flip flops that Alice set out for me.

"You can do your own make up. It'll be fine for now." As if I couldn't do my own. I put on nude color lip gloss and was done with it. I was just going on a place. Who needed that much make up? I begged to differ, as I saw Rosalie walk out into the living room where I was waiting. She was wearing a jasmine colored Ali Ro pleated silk linen strapless dress. It looked really good on her. And her almost purple eyes stood out. She had a lot of make up on. Which I didn't understand why, if she already had a man. But she had on cover up on her already perfect complexion. She wore eye shadow that matched her dress, and eyeliner. She also had some fire red lipstick. Alice was right behind her, with a yellow pleated Eliza J Printed Floral Dress with an empire waist. She too had the same make up like Rose just a different color to match her dress.

"Ready?" Alice called down to the lobby, and within minutes at least 15 bell boys came in.

"Alice?" I asked slightly worried. They looked like they dreaded their job. "What did you say to the man."

"Oh nothing." She shrugged. "Just that I knew the man who owned this place-"

"Which would be your dad." Rosalie clarified.

"Yes. And that if I don't get enough bellboys I'm going to send a complaint."

"Would you really?" I asked, locking the door behind me, looking pitifully at the men carrying all our luggage.

She rolled her eyes. "No. I just like to scare the guys." When we finally got outside, I saw that there were two different cars. One car had our luggage, and the other was supposed to seat us.

"Alice." I whined.

"Don't Alice me! How do you expect us to fit into the car full of luggage?" She put her hands on her hips.

"If you didn't pack so much!"

She waved her hand dismissing the protest. "That's besides the point." And walked to the car. Sometimes I wondered if that girl took all that money to her head.

Rosalie came up to me. "Cheer up Bells. Think about it. You'll be on the plane soon, and you'll see your brother." Rose knew just the right things to cheer me up. I smiled at her and we walked to the car.

A couple of hours later we were landing the plane. (I have no idea how long plane rides last. I've never been on one.) I made it threw baggage claim, when I saw Emmett. "Emmett!" I screamed, running up to him. I jumped into one of his waiting arms, just as Rose jumped into the other. That's how it's always been. When we first see each other, we can't give him a hug unless the other is with. "I missed you bro!"

"I missed you, too, Bells. And you, my baby." He bent down and kissed her. I had to turn away at how special that moment was for them. I walked over to Alice.

"Need help?" I raised and eyebrow.

"Yes…" Then she gave a wicked smile. "Hold on." She turned around and put her hand to her forehead. "Oh!" She cried dramatically. "I have all this luggage, and I'm so petite, I can't possibly carry it by myself." As stupid and cheesy that was, it worked! Single guys came to her, like moths to a light. They helped her and Emmett eventually wandered over.

"Are you two done sucking each other's faces' yet?" I smiled at them. Their romance was so sweet, and pure. It was….

Well Perfect. What else?

"Hahaa." He hugged me tight. "Alice, how much did you pack?"

"Just enough for clothes for Rose to replace the ones that your rip." I started laughing at her comment. Emmett shot her a look, but didn't last long. He started laughing, and grabbed the rest of the luggage. We walked outside, and saw a limo.

"Wow." I whispered.

"You didn't think I was going to have my sister come all the way out here, and not ride in style."

"Every celebrity has limos." Rosalie commented opening the door.

"Yeah." I said, even though I could personally care less. When we got on, we started talking and laughing as the chauffeur drove us to our destination.

"Since when do you wear dresses?" Emmett finally commented on it.

"Since they started Bella Barbie." I rolled my eyes, but opened my compact mirror, fixing the barrettes my hair, that were placed on either side of my head.

"Yeah, says the girl that's fixing it up." Rosalie giggled.

"Hahaa." I said back since I didn't have a come back to retort with. We finally made it to the Hampton hotel, and Emmett got out before us. Rose stepped out after her with Alice in tail. I took a deep breathe, anticipating what I was going to see. Then I thought I was stupid. I mean, who was I going to see? It's not like Edward Mason stood on the other side, on one knee claiming love at first sight. Right. Get real. I took on foot out, and pulled myself through, standing straight. The chauffeur shut the door and drove off. Well, that's just nice. Not. I heard someone gasp as I stepped closer to the gang. I looked up to see a very pretty face.

I have a question I want you all to answer!! Who do you think that was??? I want to know what you think. Love it hate it?? review Review Review!!! I want 5 more reviews before I post Edwards point of view. Also I want to add, I forgot to add this to the others: I don't any of the characters, I just own the drama!!

Erica Mea 8D