Fine I'll say it- I don't own Twilight! Even though I wish I did?
EPOV:
Once I said that I walked down the stairs to the piano and started playing Bella's lullaby for the first time in two years.
Chapter 4
BPOV:
I opened my eyes to see the bright California sunshine once again- as I got up and stretched I couldn't believe my good fortune after all of the pain in my life. I walked to my mirror and once again could not believe that after being bitten by Victoria I was not tempted by the smell of human blood and I didn't sparkle in the sunlight like other vampires.
My first gift was easy to explain after my sensitivity to blood as a human but I still couldn't puzzle out my second gift.
I grabbed my robe off of its peg on my closet door and quickly walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
I turned on the shower water and waited until it was scolding hot then I stepped in. I moaned as the water hit my skin, being a vampire my skin was unnaturally cold and the scolding water was the closest thing I could come to feeling warmth.
After washing my hair with my favorite strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner I got out of the shower, dried off, put my white fluffy robe on and brushed my teeth. I stood in front of my mirror as I brushed through my long chocolate brown hair and then I blow dried it.
I walked into my closet and pulled a jean mini-skirt and a cute white tank top off of their hangers.
After I got dressed I went down stairs and checked my blackberry. I had an appointment with my stylist at 1 to help get me ready for the movie premiere tonight, although I still didn't understand why I had to go with that vile Mike Crafton. Ok so he could use the extra publicity but I certainly didn't need it.
I sat on the living room couch and picked up the Romeo and Juliet script and I started to think about the auditions for Romeo that would be held later that week- I knew who my perfect Romeo would be, but since he left me I guess I would have to settle for second best. I sighed, "Oh Romeo, Romeo, where for art thou Romeo?"
I started to read the script and when I was a little over half of the way through I looked up at the clock. I threw the script down on the couch, grabbed my purse and keys, ran out to my car and drove down my long drive.
In no time I was at the dress shop I was meeting my stylist at. I got out of the car and walked inside, "Miss Masen, so good to see you!" called the store's owner.
She walked up to me, "What can I help you with today? Are you here to get a dress for your big date tonight?"
"I'm here to get a dress for the premiere tonight; I'm defiantly not here to get anything to impress Mike. Actually I am supposed to meet my stylist here".
"In that case sit down dear and let me bring you some water". She bustled into the back and came out with a bottle of San Pellegrino water. I smiled and thanked her as she handed it to me.
My stylist came in a few minutes later, "Ahhh! Izzy my dear so good to see you! Now let us find you a stunning dress for tonight!"
An hour later I found the perfect dress, a black dress that hugged to my curves: "Now Izzy what are we going to do with your hair? I was thinking simple yet elegant. How about I help you with your hair and make-up tonight before the premier?"
"That sounds great, thank-you." I put the dress in the back seat of my car and took off for home.
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Mindy