HaHA! 2 chapters in 3 days (hopefully)! I must admit I would have probably started writing this yesterday if I git at least one review.
I didn't. -_-
Though I did get someone to add 'Lost' to their favorite list. That made me happy.
Anyway...
ON WITH THE STORY!
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B POV
Tossing my hair over my shoulder, giggling.
Curl it? Keep it straight? Up or down?
Sighing I decided maybe to choose my cloths first. I walked over to my closet and began flipping through my shirts. Do I even want to wear a shirt? I moved to the other side of my closet and looked for a dress.
Nothing.
Damn.
I walked over to Jamie's room and went through her closet. I decided on a nice blue and green floral pattern dress. I went ahead and tried it on. Of course it wasn't a perfect fit. A little tight actually. I twirled around in it giggling.
I than took a glance of myself in the mirror. I sighed. Maybe a little too casual? Definably. I went to my jewelry knowing I had something perfect. I took everything out until it was empty. I lifted off the bottom of it and smiled. This is where I kept my expensive jewelry. I pulled out an old fashioned necklace. I lifted up to see how it went with my dress. I was right – perfect.
I went to my closet to dig through my shoes. I had to find something of mine, because – lets face it – Jamie and Amy's feet were, in fact, ridiculously small.
Or mine are big.
Either way they don't fit.
I found a pair of black flats with a flower on them. Seems like it was made for this dress.
I took a quick look at myself in the mirror. My hair down with this outfit seriously didn't work. I walked to my bathroom and began to look through clips I have. I had a big pink flower and some purple scrunchies. Eventually I just found some bobby pins and started playing with my hair. I began to braid it. Than I French braided it. I added a messy bun at the bottom because come on who doesn't like a messy bun?
I looked at myself. "Not half bad," I whispered.
"What isn't half bad?" Nick asked who was walking by.
"My outfit," I said before giggling and turning around in a circle, letting the dress flow with the movement.
"Yes, you look beautiful in it," he said smiling at me.
"Thank you!"
"What's the dress for?" He asked.
"Promise not to tell?" I asked whispering.
"Of course, Bella. You can trust me with anything, honey," he whispered back.
"I'm going on a date with John," I exclaimed smiling.
His face dropped into a frown before quickly turning up into a smile. "Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy," was his reply before walking away.
Weird. Usually we would have a better conversation.
Shrugging I walked over to put on make up. Something natural. I put on some brown eyeshadow than added liquid eyeliner before including some mascara and, for extra kicks, I put on four little gems. I than decided on having some lipstick and lip gloss. Smiling I added a very light bit of blush - light pink blush.
With another full twirl I decided I was fully ready.
John wanted to rekindle our relationship over a nice picnic brunch before he takes me out to the movies with some of his friends(or our friends, but they are closer to him).
I skipped down the stairs just has his car pulled into view.
"John!" I screamed before giggling and jumping into his arms only to have him lift my feet off the ground and spin me around in a circle.
"Hey, Hun!" He said – laughing with me.
"I missed you!" I smiled before standing up on the tips of my toes and giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"It's only been about three hours but I missed you too," he whispered before connecting his lips with mine in a sweet kiss.
"Are you ready for our picnic?" He asked.
"Yes," I said giggling like a little girl.
"Lets get going than!" He gabbed my hand a we ran out the door.
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"Now – Isabella, I just wanted to say that I know we have had problems in the past, much of it my fault, yes, and I will take credit for that, but we have to work together to rebuild our relationship," he said smiling at me.
I sat there and thought. We had just ran into Edward and he didn't have the best reaction and John was sitting here reaching out to me, wanting to be together. I smiled.
"I think we can work on that."
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E POV
"What happened?" I asked Byran.
"Why don't you check your voice mail, ass hole."
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Once I get back into the swing of writing and I finish two stories, most likely going to be Isabella Volturi and Lost I will write a new story. There is a poll about which story I should write.
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