A/N: Last chapter!! I know, this is kind of a short story, but I'm in the process of making two more Twilight fanfics that I'm pretty sure will be longer than this one. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any other of the Twilight books.
Chapter 7 - One Year Later
Senior Prom. It's not that I didn't want to go, I just...okay, I didn't want to go. But with good reasons. (1) I can't dance (2) I can't walk in high heels (3) I didn't want to embarass myself in front of my entire senior class.
All good reasons not to go, right?
Not for Edward. No, he still managed to talk me into going, wearing a dress and everything. If it was anybody else, I would have said no straightaway. I figured I was going to spend prom night just lounging around the house, maybe go to Edward's house, but of course not. They were all going. And they made me go with them.
So, here I was, 1 o'clock in the afternoon, sitting in Alice's living-room size bathroom getting all dressed up. It brought back memories of my first date with Edward, sitting there getting all fixed up, scared to death of the evening to come. I was still trying to figure out why Edward and his family were doing this to me when they knew I was unable to dance when Alice inturrupted my thoughts.
"Bella! Quit your pouting and hold up this piece of hair; I've ran out of clips," she snapped, handing me a thick strand of hair. She was curling all of my hair in thick locks, making it appear a thicker. The curls made it look like she wrapped my hair around a very wide stick. It looked good.
"I'm sorry, Alice, I'm just worried." 'Worried' was an understatement. I was terrified. Alice seemed to notice it, too.
"Bella, there is nothing to worry about. I promise it will be fun. I'm still surprised you didn't go to last year's prom," she added. More like, I'm still surprised Edward didn't force you to go to last year's prom.
The truth was, he tried. He started begging me to go three months before the dance, saying it would be so much fun and all that. But then, two days before the dance, I got bronchitous and couldn't go even if I wanted to. Yes, there are such things as miracles.
This year, though, no such luck. Actually, I was kind of anxious to see Edward in a tux. That was going to be a sight to see. A sight to stare at would be more like it. I'd never seen him in one before, and that was one of the very few things I was looking forward to.
"Okay, your hair is finally complete. Let's get you into the dress," Alice said, and walked out of the bathroom to her gigantic closet. My dress was strapless, and a light blue that reached to the floor. The shoes that went with the dress were an off white and had silk straps that ties up my ankles like ballet shoes. But these shoes had heels, something I wasn't looking forward to wearing. But I wasn't going to complain, because it would get me nowhere.
Alice came back into the bathroom, dress and shoes in her hands, and told me to stand up. I put the dress and heels on, thinking that heels and a floor-length dress were not a good match. When I looked in the mirror, though, all those bad thoughts about it went to the back of my mind, because the dress fit perfectly and the shoes looked absolutely perfect with it.
"Wow, Bella, that dress looks amazing on you," Alice said, grinning widely. I smiled at the mirror.
"You picked out a really good dress," I replied, turning around to hug Alice. "Thanks."
She hugged back. "Your very welcome. I just can't wait to see what Edward thinks of your dress." She giggled softly, obviously imagining his face when he saw my dress.
"You think he'll like it?"
"Most definitely. I can feel it." Alice was really good at predicting the future. More often than not, she's right.
By now, it was almost 6 o'clock and almost time to leave. I asked Alice why it always takes so long, and she just said that perfection takes time.
Alice quickly got into her dress, which was dark red and went beautifully with her hair. She couldn't really do much with it because it wasn't very long, so she focused on her makeup. By the time she was done, which was about 30 minutes later, she looked as close to perfect as she could get. Which was pretty darn close.
Rosalie knocked on Alice's door and walked in. "What is taking you two so long? Come on, we've got to go. Everyone else is already downstairs. Hurry up." Normally, I would have been annoyed by Rosalie's pushiness. But at the moment I was just too nervous to care. Alice apparently just didn't care and she hurried me out of the room.
My heart was beating so fast as I went down the stairs that I was sure Alice could hear it.
"Finally! And you two have been getting ready for how long now? It took us, with the exception of Rosalie, about an hour to get ready." Of course, that was Emmett. At the sound of Emmett adressing us, Edward looked away from the t.v. that was on in front of them. First he looked at Alice for a split second, then his eyes turned to me.
The smile that spread accross his face was enough to make me blush. To distract me, I looked at him and how he looked. Of course, he looked flawless. But he looked even better than I imagined, because he was wearing black. Edward looks amazing in black. Before then, I rarely ever saw him wear black. He looked spectacular.
I walked to him and took his hand. He wouldn't take his eyes from me. Eventually, Emmett went to stand next to him and muttered, "Take a picture; it'll last longer." Edward punched his arm and Esme pulled a camera out of nowhere.
"Sounds perfect! Let's take some pictures!" And then finally, after about 200 pictures, we left for the dance.
I still couldn't get over how wonderful Edward looked. I rode the whole way there, next to him in his car, and just stared at him. Every once in a while, he would look down at me and smile.
"You know you look absolutely stunning, right?" he asked at one point.
I laughed. "I thought this dress was rediculous." I looked down at my long flowing dress, better fit for a runway that for a high school prom. "You look amazing too. I don't think I've ever seen you wear black."
He smiled, and slowed the car to a stop. I looked out the window, surprised. We were already at the school. The sky looked beautiful; it was twilight, and not a coud in the sky. Edward got out first and walked over to open my door for me, being the gentleman that he is.
"So. There's no way I'm getting out of thsi now, is there?" I asked, still hopeful that he would let me bail out. Not that I really thought he would.
"Not a chance. Come on, let's go inside. I see Rosalie's car so the others must be here already." He took my hand and led me inside.
Right once we walked in, I almost turned to walk right back out. Almost. We had walked in on a slow song, and everyone was dancing with somebody. I could see Rosalie and Emmett dancing, which was kind of funny to watch. Believe me, if you saw Emmett twirling around slow-dancing, you would laugh too. Alice and Jasper were dancing too, staring at each other like they were the only ones in the room. Edward led me over to them, near the middle of the floor.
"Edward.." I whined. "Edward, please, I can't dance." I was begging now, and it was getting pathetic.
"It's okay," he assured. He put his arms around my waist and stepped slowly, moving with the beat of the slow music playing. I stepped with him, watching his moves and following them, or trying to. After three songs he led me away from the middle of the floor.
"That was...actually okay," I admitted, surprised at myself. I hated dancing, but dancing with Edward...actually wasn't bad. It was almost fun. Almost.
"I knew you would be okay. If I didn't think you would have fun, I wouldn't have taken you. You know that."
I smiled. "Come on, let's go enjoy the last of twilight we have. Its so pretty," I said, leading him out the door to a bench. He sat down and I sat down beside him, leaning into his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist and we just sat there, staring at the horizon where the sun was sinking below.
"So why did you take me out here?" Edward asked. I chuckled softly.
"The dancing was getting to me. Another moment, and I would have thought I might actually like it! Ugh!" I smiled up at him and he glared back, but a teasing glare. I laughed. "Kidding! I don't know, I just wanted some alone time with you."
He hugged me closer to him. "As long as it wasn't my dancing." He paused and I laughed sarcastically. As if his dancing could be bad. There was nothing bad about him. "You know I love you, Bella."
My breath caught. He had never said he'd loved me before. I felt my heart slowly start to melt as I looked up at him. "I love you too, Edward. And I'll love you till the day I die." Sounded kinda cheesy, but I couldn't think of anything else to express just how long I would love him for.
"Me too. Forever and for always." And with that, he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. It was a kiss that told me he wasn't lying. We would love each other for forever and for always.
All righty! That took forever to complete. I am really sorry about the wait, I've been busy and I kinda forgot to write for a while there. But, sadly, this is the end of my journey in writing Bella's Makeover, and it was a truly fun experience. My first completed fanfic! I'm excited, are you excited?!
Anyways, I know what your thinking! Your thinking, Just hurry up already so we can review!! Lol. Well, I just wanted to say thanks to my awesome reviewers, and to look to see if I have any more stories soon. (I may get inspired, you just never know. I'm also deleting the other story of mine, Eternity, becuase I really don't know what to do with it so I'm getting rid of it.) Thanks a bunch, and REVIEW!!!!
yours truly,
Jade (changed my name! or, well, my penname. It's now Jade-loves-Edward.)