Okay guys, I know I haven't updated in forever, but please don't hate me. Now i will be updating and if you're going to be a complete ass about my lack of updates, press that little red 'X' in the corner. So I start school on the 17th of August and what sucks is that my birthday is the 21st so nobody even remembers my birthday:( Oh well.

Have fun with this chapter and ENJOY!:)

.love.

Anna.

I woke up with the blistering sun beating down on my back. I moaned and stuffed my face into my silk covered pillow.

"Good Morning Sunshine!" Rosalie pounced on me and dug the heels of her Jimmy Choos into my sheets.

"Either you had absolutely nothing to drink last night or you just popped a handful of anti-depressants." I groaned and rolled over.

She smiled proudly."Haha Bella. Actually, my date was absolutely wonderful. My real date got stoned and I ended up doing dinner with the bartender. His name is Emmet."

"Good for you."

"Yes and now get up because we are having a huge birthday breakfast just for you."

"of?"

"Multiple types flightless birds and a batch of poisonous mushrooms." Ah, Rosalie. She spoke fluent sarcasm.

I hated my birthday. Actually, more than hated it. I loathed it. I hate being the center of attention, being in the lime light.

Obsessed by Mariah Carey was playing in the Kitchen and Alice was at the stove smell of homemade donuts wafted through the air and filled my nose. They knew I couldn't resist Alice's pink frosted sprinkled donuts.

Sitting on the top of the coffee table was a large box, silver and tied with a purple bow.

"Guys... I really didn't need anything."

"Yeah ... but you definitely wanted something." Alice smiled."Open it."

I ripped the silver wrapping off of the box carefully, saving each piece that tore.

Inside was the most adorable thing you could ever imagine.

"You guys bought me an Angora Rabbit?"(google that btw they are amazing!) I smiled and wiped at the tears in my eyes.

"You've only wanted one since you were like, ten." Alice chirped.

"What should we name it?"

"How about Mojito?"

"Or Ellie!" Rosalie said.

"Or Floppy."

"Or Enchilada."

"Or Louis! Like Louis Vuitton!"

"Or.... Chuckie. Like Chuck E. Cheese."

"I like that." Alice agreed.

Chuckie was my own little piece of last night.

"I say we go get some stuff for him at Petsmart." Rosalie suggested, grabbing the keys off the counter and setting Chuckie in her old baby doll play pen she said she just couldn't live without.

We all nodded in agreement and jumped in Alice's red Nissan Ultima.

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The worst part about Petsmart isn't the smell, it isn't the dogs walking around. It is the freaky people who work there.

When we came in the store, some weirdo with grandpa glasses came over and asked Alice if she was a descendant of Freddie Cougar because her nails were painted a deep, glittery red.

Rosalie fished around for some food,Alice grabbed a cage, and I went over to grab some toys for Chuckie.

I scooted past an elderly couple and went to stand by a man in a striped polo.

"Nice to see you again." It was him. Of course. I should have recognized the tousled hair.

"Hi... hey, do you have any idea what kinds of toys Angora Rabbits like?"

"What?"

"Nevermind...."

"Well, it has been said that rabbits enjoy carrots. Maybe this?" He pointed a long finger to a stuffed, smiling carrot and I reached for it.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"Yeah..."

"You know, my offer has not and will never expire."

"And what offer would that be?" I tried to act stupid.

"If you need anything. I'm here."

"Oh yay. I have my own superman."

"You do."

"Call me."

He handed me a business card from out of his pocket ad slipped it into my basket as he walked away.

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