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When Bella got to the bottom of the stairs, everyone was already settled. Carlisle and Esme were both sitting on the couch beside Jasper and Alice, and Rosalie and Emmett were in the other one. Edward and Sophie were beside the astonishing blonde and her husband, standing up and staring at Bella. Edward gestured Bella to come forward, and the girl timidly squeezed beside Alice on the white couch.

'Carlisle, mum, Rosalie, Emmett, this,' Edward turned his head to Sophie, placing one hand on her back, at the height of the waist, 'is Sophie. She will be staying with us for a time before she moves on.'

Esme smiled her big mummy smile, and Carlisle courteously bowed his head a little to show his respect. Emmett, grinning widely, gave Sophie a little punch on her arm with a loud 'Hey, Soph!' but Rosalie stared at her. Bella noticed this – it was not the furious stare Alice was giving Sophie at that moment, or the discrete, sad stare she herself dedicated to the newcomer. Rosalie was staring at Sophie with pure hate, with loathe, even more than the one she used with Bella. She shivered.

'Thank you all,' Sophie said, smiling shyly, 'It's a great pleasure for me to be here with you. You're all so kind. I promise I won't be staying long.'

Sophie and Edward sat down beside Rosalie and Emmett, and only then Bella noticed why Rosalie hated Sophie with such intensity. When you put Rosalie and Sophie together in one same room, beside each other, you feel absolutely disgusted with your own being. Two amazing creatures sitting beside each other, trying to preserve each one's dignity. When Sophie smiled at Carlisle before answering a question, with her white teeth showing between her furious red lips, and her perfect black curls dancing around her pale face, Bella realized why Rosalie was glaring at her with such hate: Sophie was, in a way, more beautiful than she was. Her charms, her elegancy, her modesty, those little things made her so more perfect than she was already that not even Rosalie could compete against her. From a normal person's point of view, they were both angels from heaven, made specially to defeat a man – but from one of the girl's views, Rosalie was pretty normal beside Sophie. And everybody knew that Rosalie couldn't stand being outshined in beauty.

'Yeah, I'm an old friend from Tanya,' Sophie was saying when Bella finally was distracted from her thoughts, 'From many, many years ago. I remembered a conversation we had had once, around one hundred and twenty years ago, about a little town named Forks where she had some beautiful, charming friends. So I decided to stop by on my way to visit her.'

Esme laughed quietly.

'So we're her beautiful, charming friends, aren't we?' she said to Carlisle, and then looked back at Sophie, 'Tanya is a wonderful girl, and a wonderful friend. We've always loved her and Irina.'

'I heard Irina is getting married,' Alice said suddenly, leaning forward so she could see Esme, 'But not with whom.'

'Married? Irina?' Rosalie asked in disbelief, 'No way.'

'I'm sorry if not all of us are as beautiful as you are,' Alice said disdainfully. Rosalie smiled pleasantly, although the corners of her mouth were strained. A wave of calmness fell in the room, and through the corner of her eye, Bella saw Jasper staring fixedly at Alice, whose nostrils were still flaring, but was now resting on her boyfriend's arm again.

'So anyway,' Sophie continued as if nothing had happened, crossing one leg over the other, 'I'd love to see how Edward's wedding turns out, so I think I'll stay until the day, and then leave.'

Bella didn't miss how her name had been omitted. Esme, on the other hand, just smiled and sighed, staring at her oldest son.

'It's gonna be the greatest day in this family's life,' she said, and unconsciously grabbed Carlisle's hand with hers. Rosalie stretched her back, alarmed.

'What about Emmett and me?' she asked, surprised and disappointed.

'Sweetie, you and Emmett got married two times already,' Esme replied with a small smile on her face, 'This is Edward and Bella's first time, and he'd been alone for so long before he found her... This is a great event, Rose.'

'Edward, alone?' Sophie repeated, incredulous, 'Such a handsome gentleman, alone? For how long, may I ask?'

'Around ninety years, before I found my life,' Edward smiled at Sophie, but his eyes quickly darted towards Bella. They were still dark, calculating, cautious. Bella pressed her lips firmly together and lowered her head slightly so her hair would fall over her shoulders.

'Ninety years!' Sophie exclaimed horrified, 'If I had known you before, I would have covered up that patch in your life until you found her,' and she pointed Bella with her head. Rosalie turned her head towards her with her eyes wide in surprise, Alice leaned forward as if to jump over her prey – and she would have if Jasper's arms hadn't held her back – and Carlisle and Esme laughed and grinned.

'Sophie, you're a most charming girl,' Carlisle praised her. Rosalie got to her feet all of a sudden, and everyone looked up at her.

'Excuse me,' she said, walking around the little table so she could get out of the room, 'I need to go and fetch something in my room.'

'I'll go with you,' Alice hurried to say, and taking Bella by her wrist, she made her way through the hall and up the stairs. Rosalie's room was absolutely breath-taking. The dazzling white walls and ceiling had nothing but a framed picture of Rosalie and Emmett in the day of their wedding, and the crimson carpet matched the bed perfectly. Bella entered timidly – she had never been inside that room, and was intimidated by the single presence of Rosalie inside with her.

'This was my room before I moved out with Emmett,' Rosalie explained to Bella as she walked in, led by Alice. She was leaning against a white chest of drawers, her arms crossed over her chest. After peeping through the corridor, Alice silently closed the door behind her.

'You heard that,' she said, staring at Rosalie. The blonde nodded curtly and bit her lip furiously.

'She's such a slut,' the girl insulted stomping the floor with her long, Prada boot.

'And she's been like that all day,' Alice started pacing around the room in circles as she had had in her room some time before, 'casually slipping in how much she would love to have Edward between her claws and how much she hates Bella and thinks she's superior to her.'

'How stupid,' Rosalie snorted, 'we all know Bella is so much more than that woman.'

Rosalie praising me? Bella thought wildly. But it could be possible – it seemed now she had found something bigger to compete with.

'Bella,' Rosalie called her, and her tone had changed; it was now more gentle and sweet, something unusual in her, 'I'm sorry for acting like I've been acting all of this time. I've been... a jerk. I hope you can forgive me.'

'No problem, Rosalie,' Bella said shyly – she found it surprising that Rosalie and her were actually making amends.

'Great, so now we can ally to defeat that bitch,' Rosalie smiled, clapping her hands together and standing straight again, 'Alice, any ideas?'

'What do you want to do?' Alice asked in a are-you-stupid-or-what tone, 'Do you want us to jump up behind her car, tie her up and throw her to the sea?'

'Not really,' Rosalie replied curtly, 'I was more thinking in driving her away indirectly.'

'You mean bothering her so much she'd finally get enough of us and leave?' Bella asked, confused. Rosalie snarled and slowly walked up to Bella, nearing her face to hers as much as possible.

'Exactly,' she whispered. She quickly turned around and jumped onto her bed, resting in a model-like position, 'We'll just drive her out of Forks.'

'You're insane,' Alice snapped, 'As much as I'd love to do as you say and be absolutely cruel to her, that would just start a war, in which she wouldn't actually leave but hold on more and more, and she will start clutching more and more to Edward, so much more that, one day, not far away from now, she will near her face to him and then –'

'Stop!' Bella shrieked. Rosalie frowned.

'You know, you're right,' Rosalie said after a short pause, 'But I want to start that war, and I will give it my best fight, I swear I will, and I will not let that bitch get near my brother!'

There was another pause. Rosalie and Alice stared at each other, glaring. Finally Alice smiled.

'I'm on.'

The two vampires stared expectantly at Bella, and she didn't hesitate in smile even bigger.

'You can count with me.'

The three girls grinned, standing beside each other. Rosalie placed one hand in Bella's shoulder and the other one in Alice's.

'Ladies, time to work.'

Emmett, Jasper and Carlisle were roaring with laughter when the girls got to the bottom of the stairs. Edward was simply smiling, and Esme and Sophie were grinning and laughing quietly.

'And that was just one of my many fans,' Sophie finished her story shaking her head, 'I really hope I get no more of those!'

Bella didn't miss the quick glance Sophie gave to Edward, but instead, he was looking at her fiancée sit down beside his sister.

'What happened up there?' Carlisle asked Rosalie. The girl looked up at him, caught by surprise, and shrugged.

'So what are you guys doing tomorrow?' Alice interrupted Carlisle as he opened his mouth again, 'Edward? Bella?'

'I was hoping Edward could take me to a tour around the town,' Sophie said in a hopeful voice, placing her hands on Edward's shoulder and staring at him with a small smile, 'I need someone who actually knows this place very well, and I can't think on anyone else but yo–'

'Oh, Sophie, I'll take you!' Alice exclaimed, jumping in her seat. Sophie turned her head towards her grudgingly, 'I mean, Edward has no idea what places a girl can like, shops, restaurants and all that stuff, so I think I'd better take you. We can go shopping with Bella and Rose in Port Angeles as well!'

Sophie opened her mouth to reply but no sound came out.

'No,' suddenly Edward's voice said dryly, 'I'll take her.'

As Sophie's smile grew bigger, Alice's mouth dropped open and Rosalie widened her eyes in surprise. Bella, instead, sat silently, staring at him, crumbling from the inside. She was sad beyond description. Edward had chosen to spend a Sunday with Sophie over spending it with her, the girl he was going to marry. Look at the bright side, Bella thought desperately, you can spend the day planning your wedding. But, was there going to be a wedding after all?

Edward gazed at her. He was sorry he had to do that, he was sorry he would have to spend a whole day separated from his lovely Bella. But yet, he had no choice. Alice's motives for volunteering to tour Sophie through Forks were purely evil. There was no way in which he would let his sister harm the lovely, innocent visitor. He just couldn't see what was so wrong with them. It was true, Sophie was strikingly beautiful, but he would always love his family – and Bella specially – more than he would ever get to love Sophie. She was only a vampire unable to accept what she was – much like Rosalie, actually. And yet she had also turned against her. The only female that didn't seem bothered by Sophie was Esme. There was something with Bella – yet he couldn't know. He had played with the memory of Alice's words in her room. You don't even notice what your girlfriend is going through. What was wrong with his beloved Bella? He did notice certain hostility from her part towards Sophie, but he couldn't get why, and this disconcerted him. It was also possible that she was nervous and unsure about the upcoming wedding...

No, Edward thought quickly, you've already misunderstood Bella's emotions once, and it was also about the wedding. It's not about the wedding.

But he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. He glanced at Bella. She was biting her lip, gazing at the floor, her dark hair falling as a curtain beside her face. It might be the wedding, it might be Sophie, but something was wrong. And he had to know. A simple idea crossed his mind.

'I'll take Sophie through Forks,' Edward repeated while Alice glared at him, 'But I'll be needing Bella with me. We've got things to plan and it would be a good opportunity to do so.'

Bella raised her gaze and couldn't help half-smiling. Her Edward. Always so attentive and thoughtful and lovely and just perfect. As she stared into those renewed topaz eyes, she noticed Sophie frowning beside him, but it was so quickly it could have been her imagination.

'Oh, how charming!' Sophie exclaimed, hugging Edward's right arm, 'I can suggest beautiful things, I've got a really good sense of fashion and stuff.'

'Isn't that wonderful,' Edward replied softly, still staring into Bella's almond-shaped eyes. Bella grinned and lowered her gaze again, but now, much more happy than before. She didn't even care that Sophie would be joining them – she didn't want to think about it as herself joining them – and it would make Alice and perhaps even Rosalie much more pleased that their brother wouldn't be alone with Sophie.

Suddenly Sophie stood up and, clapping her hands together, stared at the Cullen family.

'This was a lot of fun, but I have to do some things now,' she announced, smiling sadly, 'I'll be back later. Esme, Carlisle,' she looked at them, placing her hands on her chest in a sign of gratitude, 'Thank you so much for everything. Especially for letting me stay here.'

'We're glad you're here,' Carlisle said solemnly, and gave a slow nod as if it were a bow. Esme smiled at her adoringly and said nothing.

'Thank you,' Sophie repeated grinning, 'So now I'm off. Esme, Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper,' her tone suddenly changed, slightly, but still recognizable by the girls, to that of disgust, 'Rosalie, Alice, Bella,' and it changed once again, but to the exact opposite, 'Edward.'

There were some 'Goodbye's and a second later she had crossed the front door and got into her light blue car.

So the girls were up for a game, Sophie thought as the wind blew her dark hair, driving to Seattle. Alright. They wanted to play. She would play. Because of course, nobody had stated any rules.

'Easy pie,' Sophie said to herself and laughed as the speedometer turned to point at the highest number.

A/n: Now to the bold letters again. I have no idea what the highest speed is in the USA so nevermind. And... nothing to say about Sophie or Edward or Bella. Oh yeah, Rosalie. Interesting. I thought it would be soo cool to have her compete against Sophie and all that, allying with Bella and Alice.

If there's something I can't quite stand, is when people portray Bella as the courageos hero that is never afraid of anything and that is willing to do absolutely anything -ESPECIALLY when drugged but those are lmao so anyway - and I think my Bella is much closer to the real one. I can't imagine Bella standing up to Sophie in a catfight or anything most people would write - she's just not like that. Sophie is like an amplified Lauren, and Bella doesn't even like to fight against Lauren. Imagine Sophie.

Anywaym that's all I had to say :)

Starting Chapter 9... NOW!