Chapter 4:
I slowed down, walking quickly to Edward's car. He moved so quickly I didn't know what was happening but he was suddenly in front of me, his arms around my waist crushing me to him. His icy lips pressed against mine, "Thanks for coming back," he whispered.
"Don't worry, you won't get rid of me that easily, you're stuck with me now." I said pulling him closer as my arms wrapped around his neck. It was amazing how he still feared I'd go running off to Jacob, he couldn't pay me enough, especially now. I didn't intend on seeing Jacob for a very long time. Edward chuckled, ridiculously it seemed like he needed to hear that.
"You know, I haven't taken you out as my fiancée yet," he grinned as he said the word.
"That's okay," I said truthfully, he knew I didn't like him spending money on me.
"Oh, get over it,"he laughed again, "Charlie went out tonight and so are we," he said pulling me with him to the car, and holding my door open.
"What's going on?" I asked as we began to pull up the long drive to his house.
"Alice would kill me, if we didn't bring her with." Uh-oh.
"And we are going…?
"Don't you just love suprises?" He said grinning wickedly.
"Sometimes I really hate you Edward Cullen." I said angrily as we walked inside.
"It's a good thing you're such a bad liar, otherwise I'd be seriously offended tight now." I just rolled my eyes at him. Something hard slammed into me.
"Bella!" Alice screamed hugging me.
"Jeez, Alice," Edward muttered as she pulled me up the stairs.
"What now?" I asked irritated, why was I always the one who had no clue what was happening, and just expected to go with it? Ugh.
"We have to get dressed silly! Edward told you we are going out tonight"
She pulled me into her room as I had flashbacks of the last time Alice had dressed me. Prom. Thank god the Prom was over, and without me attending. I happily eliminated that possibility from the list that was growing in my head. I sighed as we entered her massive closet. She turned into a blur as she moved quickly throwing clothes into a pile in the middle of the room,
"What should we wear?!" Alice wondered frustrated. "Which one do you like better?" She asked, holding up a bright blue sparkly halter and a low cut black sequined shirt.
"Um the blue one I guess." She quickly through it at me.
"Try it on." She commanded, turning back to the mountain of clothes.
Eventually she had me in a pair of black skinny jeans and the blue shirt. Alice looked incredible in the other black shirt and a mini skirt. If she'd been moving at human speed we would have been in that closet for hours as she tried on more and more clothes. Alice had herself in unbelievably high stilettos, but thankfully she let me wear flats. She grabbed my hand, leading me back into her room.
"And now, makeup!" she cheered sitting me in front of the mirrior.
I had never seen so much make up in my life and I frowned as she put on eyeliner, lipgloss, and other things I didn't even recognize on my face. She quickly put her own makeup though I had no clue why she needed it, and started on hair. We, well she really, decided to scrunch my hair. I never tried this before but I had to admit I liked it more than my normal flat and straight style.
I continued to complain about being treated like a Barbie doll, as she put a differtent kind of gel in her own hair. She spiked it out making it look even more dramatic than usual.
"Relax, I'm done!" she said excitedly. I took one last glance in the mirror as she pulled me out into the hallway. I'd never admit but maybe the torture was worth it , the girl in the mirror looked gorgeous, her eyes bright and skin glowing. I smiled, and Alice looked at me. I could tell I was boosting her ego as I said "Wow."