Reviews: Okay so before i launch into my excuses, i just wanted to than you all for your amazing reviews! They bring such big smiles to my face! And even now, 6 chapters in, its still getting put onto story alert and such! So thank you.

Updates: Anyway, the reasons why this took a million years was mainly because i'm moving house, so i've been helping my mom pack up all the rooms and such, as of now i am sitting in a room with empty shelves and stacked up boxes. So yeah, i've been busy. Life should get back to normal, sometime in the next two weeks. And to top it all off, recently i found the first half of this chapter so hard to write. I have no idea why. It just would not come to me. I was 1000 and something words when i opened this today and finished on 4000 and something. So i havent done too bad today lol.

Still, i hope you enjoy this ;]

Chapter 6

BPOV.

We were heading back to campus now, a million bags in total. We had decided to head to a small coffee shop on the way home, we talked for hours and I decided to change. After rooting through my million of bags, Rosalie and Alice enforced a denim skirt and a vest top on me. It was summer, so I didn't quite mind. I drew the line at the heels though; I needed to practice walking in them before I even thought about wearing them in public! I headed into the ladies room to change and spruced up my hair and went over my make up a little bit more. I also decided to take the tissue that was protecting my tattoo off, so I could see it. The tattooist said it would be all right after a few hours anyway. As I peeled it off, I squinted a little, afraid it would hurt but it didn't. I turned to see it in the mirror. It was just visible as my skirt and vest top didn't meet completely. It looked beautiful. Somehow, the redness was just deep enough, the outline was dark, my tattoo was beautiful. I know Alice and Rosalie realised what I was thinking off when I got the ribbon. My tattoo was placed on my back, low down. The ribbon was tied into a small bow and the ends were flowing, delicately. It was rather small but still so magnificent.

I headed out of the restroom and received cheers and wolf whistles from Rose and Ali. This was the first time in my life I had ever worn a skirt! A tutu doesn't count; when I was seven years old my friend Victoria made me take ballet with her. I had hated ballet ever since I was old enough to know what it was, straight away I hated it but I did it for a friend.

"Wow. You look great Bells." Alice said and Rose nodded, I couldn't help but grin, though the remains of a blush was in my cheeks. I felt uncomfortable at first, I felt like so much of myself was on display and I wasn't sure if I liked it. I looked over at Rose and Ali, despite Ali being in jeans – Rose refused to wear them, she didn't even own a pair! They both looked really great and seemed unaffected by all the attention they were getting let alone how much leg Rose had on display. I found myself pulling my skirt down, every time I felt like it was getting too short. Maybe this whole makeover thing was a bad idea. Maybe I was just meant for jeans and logo tops, maybe my brain just shut out dresses and skirts because they clashed with me personally. Your being a fool Bella, shut up and smile. My brain told me, so I did. I spent the next hour, walking in and out of different shops, smiling for all I was worth. This was Bella Barbie day and I was damn going to enjoy it. Right before we headed home we decided to hit a small restaurant for a spot of late lunch.

"You look gorgeous Bella. I can't believe you never thought to wear skirts and make up before." Alice gushed and I went a deep red. I rolled my eyes.

"I wore make up before Ali." Alice grinned and Rosalie stopped slurping on her drink and butted in.

"Yeah Bells, but it was never this obvious before. Even you got to admit that!" She smirks and I stuck my tongue out at her, childishly. They shook their heads and finished off their meals. Afterwards, they decided to attack me and see what my tattoo looked like. Personally, I thought it was the best tattoo to have ever been inked on skin, but then I was a tad bit bias since it was mine after all. Alice and Rosalie both agreed it was beautiful though, and it was. I just couldn't get over how perfect it had turned out to be, I wasn't expecting it to be like that at all. I'd never even considered getting a tattoo but I was so glad I did. The only thing I was waiting for now was, what would Edwards reaction be if he saw it? What would he say? Would he even get the hidden message?

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Once we had finally arrived back at the campus, our day was almost gone, it was now meeting night as the sky darkened. Rosalie mentioned something about having a girl's night in, something about manicures and facial masks. Alice, however wanted to go out so she could show me off. I guessed it wouldn't really matter what I said, they would no doubt emotionally blackmail me into doing something they wanted anyway. And I mean that in the best way possible…

My friends were my friends after all. You can't change them no matter how much you want too. I was glad of this day. It had come when I needed it most, I thought. I need a new look, which I had been planning for, for some time now anyway and I needed to get away and have a break from all this nonsense surrounding Edward.

Typical, when Edward and me first got together there was huge drama from both our families – mainly Edwards since it was much bigger then mine. But still there was drama as everybody waited for use to get together for months. Then when we get together, nobody really cares after a month or so. The dramas died down. Fast forward three years and what do you know? Drama fucking drama. I never liked the stage.

I was just sighing blissfully to myself, please with the day, pleased with my clothes and most of please with my tattoo, when of course it came crashing down. I hadn't even noticed the three guys making their way over to us, until Alice squealed in my ear.

"Jaspie!!" Alice ran as fast as she could, which was unbelievably fast considering she was wearing heals, and threw herself into Jaspers arms. Rosalie looked at me and rolled her eyes, I got what she was saying though, and Alice was acting as if she hadn't seen Jasper for, well years…

I didn't say anything thought, I was kind of difficult when my ex-boyfriend was just a few metres away, staring at me intently. I would have stared back but I was just too confused at what was happening between us. It had been what? Two days? And already I was uncomfortable around him. Did he break my heart? Unintentionally? Because according to him, he didn't break my heart at all? My head was swimming with all these thoughts, I was trying to analyse everything and it just was giving me a headache and all the thinking and remembering was beginning to hurt me. I wasn't ready to deal with the hurt yet.

Alice was hugging Jasper tightly, her arms wrapped around his mid-section and Rosalie was basically having clothed sex with Emmett. Why did those two ever break up? They're like perfect for each other, I wondered. I shook my head, I didn't care. And my arms were starting to hurt. Seeing Edward made me forget I was carrying a ton load of bags. Once, Rosalie and Alice decided to let go of their boyfriends, or in Rosalie's case fuck partner, I was quite sure what her and Emmett were, they came and stood next to me, they were carrying half of my bags too.

Once I remembered my bags, I immediately tried to hide some of them, potentially one bag in particular… I didn't exactly want Edward to see the kind of underwear I had bought, unless he was the one seeing it, which I highly doubted giving the circumstances.

"So, you guys have been shopping." Jasper said, stating the extremely obvious. We nodded and Alice giggled, I had to hold back a groan, I wasn't in the mood for shagging/cutesie couples right now.

"A lot of shopping. Jesus, shit what the fuck have you bought now Rose?" Emmett half-yelled, his loud booming voice deafening us all. He was half-joking, half-being serious, although Rosalie still managed a scowl at him. She put her hand on her hips, obviously ticked off at his comments.

"For your information, Emmett Cullen. Alice and me haven't bought anything. This." She held up her bags and pointed to the ones Alice and me were carrying. "Is all for Bella." Emmett raised his eyebrow, as if not believing. Was it really that rare for me to go out and shop? To buy myself clothes that were actually nice? And didn't cover me up 99%?

"Really? Bella?" He looked at me, questioningly. I briefly nodded; I hated being put on the spot like this. "I'm impressed. Now you can officially hang with Rose and Ali. You can join 'I can raid the shops and leave nothing for the homeless club!'" Rose slapped him on his arm and I wasn't quick enough to bite back a smile. I let out a small giggle and I heard Edward let out a sigh. I pretended I didn't hear anything though.

"So lets see what you got then Bells." Emmett said, tugging on my bags – including the Victoria's Secret one. Erm…no. Get of my bags shithead, I thought. I was trying to tug them back but compared to Emmett, I was like peanut he could stamp on. He managed to get three of my four bags, of course one of these had to contain my most embarrassing clothes. If you can call them that. I didn't even bother to look at the floor before I began blushing. Everything from that bag was on show. The other two bags, a skirt and maybe a tank had fallen out but that bag – everything!

"Erm…yeah…wow…" Emmett muttered and Rosalie slapped him, I didn't even bother to glare at him, I just carried on staring at the floor. Jeez, this was so embarrassing!

I didn't think it would be so bad if it was just Emmett and Jasper – but Edward! I mean, Edward has seen me naked! And he always said he loved the colour blue on me…rewind three years ago, he would have been very happy to see this amount of blue on show. Just knowing I had it would have probably driven him crazy.

I shook my head, but this was three years later! Forget about the past, its only now that matters and Edward will not be a part of your life! They were harsh words but I felt like I needed them to reach out to me, to go into the depths of my skin, I needed them to burn into my brain so I didn't make the same mistake I did all those years ago. But you could maybe still be friends…You and Edward were such good friends…. The other more, nicer part of my brain said. I didn't know what to believe, I didn't know whose rules to follow, I blocked both of those voices out and try to focus on the scene that was taking place. You know the one where I was being humiliated to death. I stood still for a moment before I immediately reached for my brand new underwear and began scooping it up, I didn't care if it was all untidy and such, I just shoved it all into my bag, I even started walking away, my cheeks all flushed but Alice and Rose, sensing what I was about to do, pulled me back.

"Oh no you don't." Rose laughed and I was forced back. Emmett was quietly chuckling to himself whereas his brother was the exact opposite; he was blushing and staring at me. Sensing the awkwardness between us all and my show of underwear, Jasper piped up.

"So you guys going to Newton's party tonight?" Another one? Jesus whispers. Rosalie groaned.

"Usually no. But me and Ali need to show Bella off." She winked at the three young men in front of us. "Its not just her underwear that's improved you know! And we are going to get Bella into a skirt before she changes her mind and sends all her clothes back." Apparently I was invisible. She turned to me and added to her comments: "By the way. Me and Ali are ripping up your receipts, don't even try to stop us or send them back." I arched an eyebrow as if to say 'Are you challenging me' of course Rose hadn't realised that I had no intention of getting rid of my new clothes, so I just took what she said and shrugged.

"We'll see you at eight then?" Jasper asked and Alice nodded. "Edwards not coming so-"

"Actually I think I will come. I haven't been out in a while." Edward interrupted, for the first time he had moved his gaze away from me and turned to Jasper; Jasper nodded and looked at me. I briefly smiled at him. Oh yeah, I knew why he was going to Newton's party now…

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Clothes. Skirts. Dresses. T-shirts. One Pair of Jeans. Actually they were thrown back into my draws. I turned to Alice, she gave me a look. Not allowed to wear jeans tonight then. I sighed. I knew I needed a new look, I embraced it in face but this didn't mean I wanted Alice and Rosalie dictating to what I was wearing now. It was going to be bad enough living with the both of them and them picking at what I was wearing. They used to do it all the time before. What would stop them now? Even with my new wardrobe. They were terrible together. I giggled at the memory of Alice and Rose dressing me one of the High School dances. Oh that was a catastrophe. Alice decided on me wearing a dress but Rosalie insisted dresses were to formal and flashy so she said to wear a skirt but then I refused to wear a skirt so that left my jeans and well…Rosalie decided to accidentally pour milk and crack eggs on my jeans. I was furious but I let her get away with it. My jeans never smelt quite right after that…

"I'm telling you guys! Tonight is important. Bella you have to show everyone that you actually have a body." I stared at her, aghast. Yeah okay, I didn't exactly flaunt my body but that didn't mean I wore figure-hiding clothes either. Mine were usually just logo tops, which were still figure hugging. Sometimes.

"Alright Bella. I have chosen three outfits for you. You must choose one of these. No changing, no swapping. I just spent the last fifteen minutes of my entire life choosing these for you! Okay?" I sighed and nodded. Alice was so over the top sometimes. She wandered into my room where she had obviously been rooting through all my new clothes as there were bags thrown all around the room. I looked over the outfits. Christ! She's even chosen my bloody underwear too. Alice smiled brightly at me. "Beautiful aren't they?" Of course their fucking beautiful, I fucking chose the clothes. I gritted my teeth and grinned. "Now, Rose is doing the whole, shoes, make up, hair thing. She's better at that then me."

"What about you guys? Don't you need to get ready?"

"Oh, that will be easy. Already got my outfit sorted. And its not like it takes long to do my hair is it?" She laughed and I smiled. It was much better to put up with Alice when she wasn't trying to control you. As for the outfits, I hated to think it but she had actually matched and co-ordinated some gorgeous choices. Two outfits and skirts and the other a dress. I didn't feel like wearing a dress so I just went for a skirt and a simple top. Alice squealed and handed them too me and I began getting changed. She had matched the outfit with a dark blue lace set; I rolled my eyes but slipped them on anyway.

Next Rosalie shoved me into her room. Her room was like a beauty salon of its own. Her make up was placed neatly and in perfect sections on her vanity desks. It even had fucking light bulbs around the mirror. She was grinning and showed me to sit down on her stool. Heaven knows what she was going to do to me or how long it was even going to take.

Surprisingly, it did not take long for me to change at all. Rosalie had already done her make up whilst I was changing and Ali got ready whilst I was being attacked with an eyelash curler. My make up was simple although I looked like I had a black eye on both of them. I sighed, I wasn't used to this amount of make up but I wanted to change so I embraced it instead. My hair didn't really need much since I had had it done earlier, Rose just curled it some more and I was done. Alice hair was more spiky then usual and Rose and changed into a black dress.

We were ready to go.

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When we arrived at Newton and Jacobs's dorm we immediately headed to their kitchen area to grab a beer. Rose usually did wine but she figured to go for beer this time otherwise she would have probably receive weird looks from the skanks of the campus. I hadn't seen Emmett, Jasper or Edward – definitely not Edward. So I thought maybe we had arrived before them, but then I heard Alice squeal from behind me and I knew I was wrong.

I had to admit I did feel a little self-conscious with what I was wearing, it wasn't so much that I had so much skin on display – I did – but I was receiving glances from a number of guys and girls, I wasn't used to it, it made me feel all out of sorts. I drained my beer and grabbed another one. Rose was of making out with Emmett in a dark corner and Alice had dragged Jasper to go and dance with her, although there was barely enough room to stand still, let alone move around and dance but somehow they managed. In all our years of friendship, Alice had never failed to underestimate me.

I looked at Rosalie and Emmett again, I was confused at what was happening between them at the moment. One minute they were being perfectly civilised with one another, acting the briefest of friends, the exact next minute – literally – they were all over each other. I sighed, how was it both of my best friends were still with there high school boyfriends and yet I? I had been single for the last three years – sort off. Whilst my ex, well I wasn't quite sure what he had been up too, but I was sure he had been with a few girls. I wasn't afraid to admit to myself that Edward was a good looking guy and even when we were dating there were girls all over him.

He's even more gorgeous now, then what he was back then, I sighed thinking this, It was plainly obvious my feelings had never gone away for him, I knew that deep down though. I knew that when I forced myself to bury them, they had never truly disappeared. I had hoped when I first left Forks, if I forced myself to forget him, to forget everything about Forks enough, the memories would have been wiped from my brain completely. I was wrong.

"Bella? Is that you?" I looked up to see Jacob Black. He wasn't going to try it on with Rose through me was he? Again? I nodded and he raised his eyebrow, smirking. "Looking good." He reached out and began stroking my arm. I shivered and not in a good way. "Maybe I've been chatting up the wrong girl eh Bella?"

"Sorry?" I asked confused. Don't chat me up, pig. You've been doing me a favour all this time. Obviously, dressing up and changing my appearance did have its downfall. Attracting people like Jacob. Ugh.

"You know, all this time going after Rosalie. When you are so much hotter and would no doubt put out more then what she does. You wouldn't leave me standing would you? You would shag me in a minute, you look you haven't done it for a while." He grinned and winked, my eyes almost popped out of my head. That cheeky bastard. I swear I was going to slug him on.

"Yeah Jacob… not going to happen." He stopped smiling for a second, his eyes now quizzical. He stepped back, his hand still moving up and down my arm, even after I tried to push it off.

"Whys that Bella? You and me got something special going on, so why not?" I opened my mouth to speak.

"Probably, because Bella doesn't waste her time on charming shits like you." Edward came up behind me, his voice cold laced with acid, he took Jacobs hand and threw it of my arm.

"Dude. Who the fuck are you?" Jacob asked. Hmm… What was Edward exactly? This is where I expected Edward to kind of falter but then I reaized, I forgot who Edward was, He would never back down, not until he won. He was persistent. I remember getting extrememly hacked off by it when we were together over the little of things, now I was so thankful for it. Despite it rescuing me of some sorts from pervy ass Jacob, his words still made me shiver and my heart jump.

"I'm her fucking boyfriend. That's who." He replied just as cold and just as acidly has he had done before.

"Oh shit, sorry man. She's all yours." I had never seen Jacob be so hesitant and give up a girl before. I was glad of it. Maybe he would back off on Rose now too? Who was I kidding? Jacob was a ladies man. Go through as many women as you can and throw them aside, that was Jacobs's motto.

"Yeah. So I suggest you piss of and leave us alone." He did exactly that, stalking away and leaving us in peace. Well, peace for a house party anyway. I turned to Edward, he was looking at me. The most intense look in his eye. I shrugged, looking away from his eyes every now and again, unable to stop looking at them for a length of time.

"Thanks. Jacob he's…I work with him."

"Don't worry about it." Okay, so he was being cold with me too?

"Right." I dumped my beer, grabbed a handful of pretzels and headed for home. It wasn't long before I heard footsteps behind me.

"Bella wait." He sighed and I stopped. He caught up with me, I looked at him expectantly. I was nervous. What did he want? Lets talk about the past? So we can both cry and share tissues? Bella Swan did not cry. Or at least not in front of Edward anyway. Not anymore. "Do you want to go somewhere."

"Sure."

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We found an old park, just a few minutes of campus. I immediately went for the swing. I loved swings, always had done. I looked to the sky, there weren't many stars out but the ones that were, were sparkling beautifully.

"What are you thinking about?" His voice was soft; it took me back to the old days. When we were together, happy and in love. I shrugged and looked at the stars. He chuckled. "You always did love the stars." I looked at him and smiled, he smiled back.

It felt weird being like this with him, before – three years ago – there was never a hint of awkwardness between us. But now…now it was filled with it. He came up behind me and pushed the swing. I yelped out in surprise but still, I giggled happily and lifted my feet up, letting them glide with the wind that collided with them. I could still hear him laughing quietly behind me. We were at ease. For the first time since I had seen him. I briefly remembered this morning. How discomfited it was and now. Now it seemed like we didn't have a care in the world.

When he stopped pushing and I got of the swing, I turned to look at him.

"I think I should go now. I'm tired." He nodded and held out his hand. I looked at him, confusion written everywhere.

"I'm hardly going to let you walk home by yourself am I?" I shrugged, who knows? He took my hand and we began walking. Just as I turned to go into my dorm, he stopped me and called out my name. I turned back around, the key dangling in my hand.

"Bella. I like your tattoo." I had forgotten completely. I looked at it. Then at Edward. He was smiling but I saw the pattern of red, which was laced into his cheeks as well. He got it, he understood. He knew it was for him.

"Yeah. I do too."

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