BPOV
Ok, so I made them that promise so know I have to stick to it… right? I stayed up all night and was ready. I would face Edward Cullen without a blush insight. I put on the suit Alice had chosen for me. It was a long sleeved suit jacket inside that there was a blue tube top. I was also wearing a white skirt it hugged my waist and butt, but after it was all loosed up, the skirt reached above the knee. Alice had given all of us a manicure and a pedicure the night before, so my nails and toe nails were painted blue like my tube top. Alice thought of everything. So Alice gave me a 5 inched heeled, stiletto, pair of shoes in short a deathtrap – although it did make my legs look longer – my shoes were silver just like my jewelry and hair clip. My hair was in a half-up do, the rest of my hair was curled gently down my back. My make-up was a work of art as usual. It was beautiful, yet still simple. I took a last look at me in the mirror and left the bathroom when I arrived to the meeting room, I noticed everyone was wearing the same suit except with different colors, Alice had a canary yellow, and Rosalie had blood red. Esme had a lilac purple and Gabriella had an emerald green that matched her eyes. I think Alice wanted all of us to match because we all had a half-up do. Alice was wearing the rest of her hair waved like mine; while Gabriella and Rosalie had theirs straighten. Esme – being the main head – had hers in a blowout. We were 30 minutes earlier; it was 9:30 AM. We had to wake up at 8 AM. Gabriella had tried to convince Esme that we should come an hour later at least, but Esme just shook her head. Since we all liked in the same house she had no other but to wake up at 8 – although she still manage to sleep 30 minutes late – we hadn't had breakfast but that was fine with most of us, Gabriella however was a different story.
"Esme! Why did I have to wake up so early and miss breakfast to see those jerks?"
She was mad; you see Gabriella was not one of those girls that had diets, and woke up extra early to do their hair and make-up. She was the opposite; she loved to eat and to sleep late. She ate almost as much as Jacob and his friends, she however never gain a pound and had a figure that anyone would kill for. She wasn't fat, but wasn't as skinny as those bulimic models you are used to seeing in magazines. She had curves to kill for. I stop thinking about her and looked for her in the room. She had a very sad face. The face she put when she wanted something to eat.
"Esme! Me is hungry!" Gabriella talked like this when she wanted something. It sounded so cute! I always gave her what she wanted when she used talked to me like that and gave me her cute puppy eyes. Esme knew this trick so she looked away.
"No."
Gabriella sighed and pouted and was glaring at the door. Alice was reading a fashion magazine while Rosalie was looking at her reflection. Esme was looking at the statistics charts. I sat next to Gabriella and tried to calm her down.
"Gaby, please don't be sad. If it makes you happy I'll take you to breakfast afterwards and you can have whatever you want to eat."
"But I want to eat now."
"I know, how about this? Just don't insult anyone in this room so we can leave faster."
"But what if they insult me first?"
"Hold your temper and then after we eat you can make them pay afterwards. I'm pretty sure he will try to annoy you again so just stay quite and don't talk at all. If you do I'm pretty sure you'll end up hitting him again"
"Ok," she smiled "you know that I love you right?"
"And who doesn't?" we laughed together when there was a knock in the door. We took our seats and Esme spoke.
"Come in."