Bella's POV
I had had an idea bouncing around in my head for a while, and I wanted Rose and Alice's opinion on it. It had to do with getting back at Edward, and at the same time proving that girls can be good at sports too. They both thought for a minute, then nodded. I told them to keep quiet about it until the time was right, and so we didn't speak of it again.
We trooped inside, sitting around the kitchen table to talk. I was not that interested in make-up or shopping, so mostly the conversation was between Rose and Alice.
My stomach was complaining, so to tie me over I grabbed a bag of chips from the cupboard. After munching for a couple seconds, I realized that Alice and Rosalie had stopped talking. Looking up, I noticed that Rosalie was staring at my bag of chips with a look of disgust, while Alice tried not to laugh.
"What?" I finally demanded, fed up with the silent staring.
Rosalie gulped, and then finally spoke. "Bella," she began, "Do you know how many calories are in those things? Aren't you worried at all about your weight?" Alice giggled, waiting to hear my answer for the question I had heard before.
I sighed. I thought they would have understood this by now, but apparently not. Looking around, I noticed Charlie had entered the kitchen to restock on popcorn for his movie.
Standing up, I walked up the stairs, calling, "Follow me," over my shoulder. Rose looked confused, but they both obliged.
I led them towards my room. Crossing over to the mirror, I turned to face the girls. Grabbing the bottom of my t-shirt, I pulled it up to right below my bra.
Rosalie gasped, staring at my abs. What with working out, baseball, self defense, and keeping up with Emmet, I had developed a rock-hard toned stomach and abs.
"Holy crow, Bella, you're ripped!" she gasped, while Alice fell into a fit of giggles. I smiled, then put my shirt back down.
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Next, we went to the den. This is where we house our TV, Xbox, Wii, DVD player, stereo, and our custom gaming chairs. We watched Mean Girls and John Tucker Must Die while munching on popcorn and candy. All night. We fell asleep on the couch, too tired to move.
I woke up at 7:30. I probably would have slept longer, but Alice was jumping on me. She dragged me off the couch and threw me in the shower. The warm water woke me up and calmed me down. I stayed in there until just before Alice would have come in after me.
When I came out, Alice and Rosalie were exploring my closet. I walked downstairs, trying not to wake Charlie. I slowly made my way to the kitchen to work on breakfast.
I love to cook. It was my job in our household to be the chef; a job I took on willingly. First, I pulled out all the ingredients I would need and turned on the griddle. I made chocolate chip pancakes, omelets, English muffins, bagels, bacon, and breakfast potatoes. I added a plate of fruit, a pitcher of orange juice, and a pot of coffee. Charlie came out of his room seconds after I started the bacon, soon followed by Alice and Rosalie. I switched Alice's coffee from regular to decaf after her second cup. Alice plus too much caffeine equals bad.
After breakfast, Charlie went to work. Alice sat intently in her seat, following his progress with her eyes until he was gone. Once he was out in the hall, she jumped out of her chair.
"Okay! Rosalie? You and I need to help Bella. I'm not strong enough to force her on my own, but with you here…" she grinned. She had a steely glint in her eyes. I got really scared.
Alice grabbed one arm while Rosalie took hold of the other. Together they dragged me up the stairs.
As we past Charlie, he just shook his head. He does that a lot, doesn't he.
When we got to Alice's room, Rosalie squealed. I thought only Alice could make that noise? Alice's room was my worst nightmare. It was completely pink. Everywhere. Alice had a specific corner of her room dedicated to her fashion. It had a walk-in closet with a wall for shoes, a shelf stuffed with different colored fabrics, and a sketch board.
Alice was an intern for a fashion designer. Her clothing line was famous, and worn by people around the globe. Sometimes Alice helped model her designs.
I had previously worked as a research consultant for a music company. I would listen to their music and give them feedback. It actually made a lot of money.
Rosalie explored, while Alice styled my hair. She curled it, then pulled it up in a ponytail. After that, Rosalie started on my make-up. She applied a sheer foundation, blush, eye shadow, mascara, and lip gloss. I was not facing a mirror, so I could not see the overall effect. Alice was searching her closet for the 'perfect outfit'. She came out, handed me a stack of clothing, then locked me in the bathroom until I changed.
When she let me out, they both gasped. I looked down at myself, worried that I had something direly wrong with me. I was wearing a dark blue denim skirt with a spaghetti strap midnight blue corset top. I looked back up at them.
"What? What's your guy's problem?"
They both stared at me until Rosalie blinked.
"Bella, you're HOT!" Rose screeched, a smile slowly spreading across her face. Huh?
Alice laughed, then spun me around to face the mirror. I stared. I had truly never looked better. My hair was glossy, dark, and perfectly styled, unlike the usual messy ponytail that was my trademark. My lips were dark pink and kissable, while the clothes made me look curvy and more feminine.
Alice giggled, and then sat me on the bed as she and Rose darted into the closet.
They came out a few minutes later wearing almost the same thing as me. Rosalie's jean skirt was black denim and her top was blood red. Alice's skirt was light blue with a spring green corset.
"Where are we going, anyway?" I wondered.
"We are going to that new amusement park. Hey Rosalie, would you call Jasper and invite the boys? I'm sure they'll be happy to see us, especially like this."
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Jasper's POV
As we drove out of sight, I got worried. What could they be up to? Knowing that Rosalie was involved scared me almost as much as knowing Bella was behind it. Should I warn the other guys?
I decided I would talk to Rose about it first, and quickly forgot about it.
When we pulled up the Cullen's driveway, I glanced in the back seat. Emmett was staring in shock. I had forgotten the effect it had on people; I had gotten used to it.
When we got out, Emmett's shock quickly faded into glee. We walked inside, with Emmett smiling like an idiot. Dr. Carlisle Cullen, Edward's dad, was pulling on his jacket in the front entryway. He smiled.
"Hi, boys. Don't worry; I have the late night shift so I won't be getting home until tomorrow. Don't tear the house apart, and have fun." He walked outside, and we listened as the car pulled away.
"So…what now?" Edward questioned. Sigh. Does that kid have no imagination at all?
"LET'S WATCH A MOVIE! WITH BLOOD AND GUTS AND ACTION AND STUFF!" Emmett screamed, while trying to act like a ninja master. He didn't succeed in anything except falling over. Edward and I traded glances before we fell on the floor laughing.
Emmett and Edward sat down on the couch while I ordered pizza. When I walked back in, unnoticed, I had to put my hand over my mouth to stifle my laughter.
"…with onions, and anchovies, and garlic, and sausage, and macaroni, and olives, and hot sauce, and mayo, and all kinds of cheese, and chocolate syrup, and ketchup, and relish, and don't forget mustard, and beans, and…" Emmett rambled on. Edward was slowly inching away from him with a disgusted expression on his face. Emmett, always oblivious, continued on with his list.
I chuckled, and then put in the DVD. With the lights down, the movie started.
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Half way through the movie, the pizza came.
Emmett was sad about the lack of toppings. He quickly hyped up again, however, as he consumed three extra large pepperoni pizzas while Edward and I stared.
We didn't want to watch any more movies, so with nothing better to do we played Xbox until we fell asleep.
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I woke up at nine o'clock the next morning. Edward was already awake and staring at Emmett. I joined him. We sat there, because I couldn't fall back asleep if I wanted too. Emmett snores, really loudly.
Breakfast consisted of huge stacks of pancakes, made by yours truly, covered with syrup. When Emmett was finishing up his fourth stack, my cell phone rang.
"Hey Rose. What's up? Really? Okay. Yeah, I'll ask them. I'm sure. Alice is coming to, right? Well I'll see you there. Sure. Oh, Edward says hi to Bella, bye." I dodged Edward's punch and backed up with my hands held in surrender.
"Whoa, dude, calm done. The girls just invited us to hang out with them at that new theme park. What do you think?"
Edward and Emmett traded looks, then both yelled, "What are we still doing here?"