Chapter 2
I was looking down at a white layered dress with a cute little flower on the side. It came down right below my knees. It had spaghetti straps but I didn't like to be exposed too much. So I matched it up with a short pink jacket.
Content with what I had picked, I still wasn't done. I still had to apply my makeup and do my hair. But that's what personal designers are for. Two and a half hours to go. I still had enough time till Mike came and picked me up. He wouldn't tell me where we were going, just to dress up formally.
I walked out of my room and saw Emmet still standing near my door. I sighed. They just wouldn't leave me alone. I walked over to him and asked him to send for Alice Brandon, my hair and makeup designer.
Alice was also a long time personal friend. She owned a beauty salon called "Twilight" (A/N: I know a bit lame but I couldn't think of anything else) and it was the most extravagant one around. Luckily she was always free when I needed her.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a loud bang from the door. I looked up and saw Alice bouncing towards me. She was always so hyper and energetic. She was short but looked matured at about 19. She had dark short hair coming out as spikes that were sprawled in every direction. She resembled so much like a pixie that I often call her Tinker Bell.
"Bellaaaa", she cried enthusiastically as she jumped to hug me." It's been so long since I saw you. How are your mom and dad? Hope they are fine. Ooh I just love what you're wearing. I think that he's a special guy. What are we doing standing around for? Sit down and I'll do your makeup and hair. Staff!" She finished that sentence in one whole breath. "Whoa Alice take a breather. You're going to knock yourself down." I said teasingly. The death glare she gave me made me shut up at once and sit down. She clicked her fingers and a group of her workers came rushing into the room with the equipment.
She laid me down on a chair that tipped backward and soon began doing my hair. Well actually, her staff did, but she was watching intently and correcting their mistakes. It took no longer than half an hour when they were done. I peeped into the mirror and saw that they had curled my hair and held it up in a sloppy bun. It was a good look for me and I had to admit that I was impressed.
When the staff was about to start to apply my makeup, I quickly got up and whispered to them to make it light. I didn't want Alice to overhear because I knew she wouldn't stand for it. Unfortunately, luck wasn't in my favor. She overheard me talking to them and came running to me like a canon. "I will not have you going out of this white house wearing 'light' makeup. So stop complaining and sit back down on that chair", she exclaimed. I knew it would be pointless to argue with her so I sat back down and let them complete.
When they were done, Alice came bouncing towards me with a mirror in her hands. She positioned herself right in front of me and held up the mirror to let me see. I saw a pretty person gazing at me from the mirror. She had pouted lips with shocking pink lip gloss. Her eye shadow was a pretty soft brown color with lines coming out from the end. All in all, she was beautiful.
After a few moments, I realized with a jolt that it was me. What did Alice do to me? "Do you like it? Honestly just tell me. I wouldn't mind if you didn't. Oh I know its just crap I –" I cut her off before she could say another word." You did a great job Alice. Thanks a bunch for everything." I gave her a reassuring smile before I thanked her for all she had done. When she finally left, I checked my watch and saw with a shock that Mike was coming in about 30 minutes. I had butterflies in my stomach just thinking about. Ok Bella, this is the day you're going out with Mike Newton. So don't freak. And somehow, I really did calm down. Because I knew that this evening was going to be perfect. And no bodyguards or anything in the world, for that matter, would ruin it. Tonight was my night. Little did I know that it was going to end in a huge disaster.