hey there everyone, sorry i didn't post sooner, i got caught up in reading fanfictions and books. i also got a mild case of writer's block,but anyways, i got over it and i hope you like it! here ya go!

I don't own Twilight, but i do already own 3 ticket stubs from New Moon...

When the Moon Met the Sun

Chapter 6: I Lost Count After 30 Outfits

After P.E. was over Alice and I headed out to the parking lot. The corners of my lips were drawn upward, creating a smile that I couldn't seem to make disappear. Alice was quickly becoming a closer friend and I could tell that within a couple weeks, we would be the best of them.

Emmett and Edward were standing by their car, dutifully waiting for their sister. When we neared them, Alice greeted them cheerily and came to a stop in front of them, practically bouncing up and down with excitement. "Bella's coming over so I'm gonna ride with her, okay?"

When Emmett and Edward looked over at me I blushed and busied myself with fishing my keys out of my backpack. I wasn't expecting everyone to look at me so quickly. I wasn't prepared for it. When I thought enough time had passed for the two of them to refocus their attention back to Alice, I drew my head back up having the feeling of no eyes on me, only to find them staring into Edward's emerald gaze. The blush that had started to deflate bloomed again to cover my cheeks and neck.

"I don't see why that would be a problem," Edward said without looking away. A smile erupted from his face, warming his breathless features.

In response I smiled shyly back. What can I say? His grin was contagious.

I moved my foot backwards, to my car. I took another and another, keeping my gaze on him. There was still something so familiar about those eyes of his that I could yet to place. The emerald in Edward's eyes sparkled in the sunlight. I wasn't sure how I was going to break the trance-like state I was undergoing, but somehow I removed my eyes from his as I spun around and continued towards my car with Alice skipping next to me.

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We both got in the car and I drove away from the two male Cullen's that were slowly shrinking into the distance. Alice and I talked through the drive, only getting a chance to breathe when she would tell me to turn this way or that. The little buildings and whatnot quickly fell away to the trees that hovered unobtrusively above you, reaching up and touching the clouds above.

Alice pulled me out of my reverie. "Make a right here," she said in her high clear sing-song voice. I complied and we were taken off the paved road onto a dirt road. If before I admired the tall silent trees, then now I was in awe. There was peacefulness to the trees, a quietness to them that gave them their beauty. Even the loud roar of my truck couldn't ruin the aura of the forest surrounding the road. I was itching to explore the land.

The Cullen house was a beautiful 3 story Victorian style home with a timeless wrap-around porch. "This is your home, Alice?" I couldn't help but gawk at its quiet grandness.

"Yep," Alice said happily, yet indifferently. She skipped up the steps and into the house, yelling "I'm home" along the way.

Feeling stupid standing at there staring at the house, I followed her inside, quietly standing inside the doorway.

"I'm in the kitchen, Alice," called a motherly voice. Alice motioned me to come along, and together we made our way to the kitchen. When her mom spotted the two of us inside the doorway, she motioned for us to take a seat in one of the island seats. "I made cookies, help yourselves," she said kindly.

"This is Bella Swan, the girl I was telling you about," Alice motioned with her hands, "Bella, this is my mother, Esme."

"Nice to meet you, Bella." Esme was smiling warmly at me.

"You too."

After having our share of cookies and milk (which Alice insisted on), we headed upstairs to her room to look at the clothes.

After a while, I had to have a break. There was way more clothes than Alice had led me to believe. It was like a damn fashion show in there. She had to have me try on every article of clothing before she chose whether or not I would keep it. I came out of her bathroom (yes, her own bathroom, I know, not fair at all) wearing a lower cut baby doll long sleeved shirt and a pair of, in my opinion at least, too tight jeans. I stood there and sighed heavily. There had to be a break in here somewhere. It started off fun, but somewhere around the 30th outfit, the excitement wore off.

"Oh, Bella! I love it. This is a definite keeper," she said with a huge smile on her face. "That color blue is stunning on you."

"Thanks, Alice, but I don't know," I wavered. "The jeans seem kinda tight and, I'm just not sure about it."

"Bella, your keeping them. The jeans look amazing on you, really they do."

To change the subject and before I lost my nerve, I asked, "Hey, can we go get a drink or something downstairs? I'm getting thirsty."

"Oh, sure." Alice hopped down off of her bed and we made our way to the kitchen. "I'll get the glasses, you go look in the fridge for something to drink, and we have loads of stuff, so help yourself."

I did as she said and opened the fridge and searched for something good. I soon found a jug of Arnold Palmer next to a couple other sodas. Before I could reach my hand to grab it, I felt someone lean against my back and a hand emerged from my left side, making its way towards something in the refrigerator. I jumped and gasped in surprise, having no idea anyone was near me.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you," Edward said apologetically in my ear. He grabbed his soda and the warmth of his body that was against her back was gone. Already, the feeling of his warmth was missed. I quickly took out her drink and walked over to Alice who had the glasses ready.

I nervous laugh bubbled to my lips. "It's fine. You just took me by surprise, is all." My embarrassing blush crept up my neck again, highlighting my cheeks with a red glow.

He looked over his shoulder at where I stood, pouring Alice and my drinks. "Arnold Palmer fan, are you?" He shook his head with mock disappointment. "I would have taken you more as a plain old lemonade drinker."

"Please, lemonade is good and all, but nothing compared to the goodness of lemonade and iced tea. There's nothing like the best of both worlds, you know," I added jokingly.

"Sorry, but I'm a one drink sort of man, Bella." He saying my name sent my heart beating erratically. There was a butterfly feeling in my stomach that came instantly when my name was uttered from his lips. My eyes floated up to his and there was a joking, humorous quality reflected there. As I continued to search his eyes with a smile upon my lips, I thought I saw something deeper in them, but I blinked and then it was gone.

After a minute, I took a sip of the drink, savoring the flavor, and then Alice's voice rang out. "Bella, I seriously do think you should keep this outfit. It's wonderful on you." She turned to her brother. "Don't you like what Bella's wearing, Edward?" My cheeks instantly grew hotter at her words and my heart beat irregularly fast, awaiting his answer. I trained my eyes on my glass, not wanting to look up.

"I do," he said softly as I felt his eyes sweep over my clothes. I lifted my eyes up after hearing the softness in his voice, but by the time my gaze reached his face, his expression was unreadable.

"That's what I keep saying. Alright Bella, let's go back upstairs, we still have more clothes to go through," she practically sang.

"Great," I said sarcastically as I maneuvered my way out of the kitchen with Alice. Behind me I could hear a faint chuckle.

As I walked upstairs, I felt my heartbeat thump against my chest, as my mind reeled about Edward.

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