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Jacob, Bella, Alice and Rosalie managed to make it through a day at the grocery store, but not without a lot of funny stories.
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I couldn't believe it.
We had done it, finished. In only an hour and a half.
Together, the non-eating vampires and myself, had picked up the ingredients for a meal for plus twelve, as well as snack foods and drinks and fruit, in less time than most eating people. I really had to start giving the vampires a bit more credit. They really were exceptionally talented, well you know, when they used their "talents" for good instead of evil.
Even the check out line had been quicker and easier than most times I'm at the grocery store for just some milk. I had worried that with all our food and the distraction regular people seemed to have with the Cullens, that slowed down their brain pace, we would be in line for half an hour. But we sped through it in no time.
Me, Bella, Rose, and Alice swiftly placed all the food on the pulley in seconds. At first, we let the cashier check out and bag the food herself, but only being a teenager and somewhat intimidated by our presence, she was quite slow and clumsy. I smiled, thinking of how Bella used to be. By the time she had checked out only four items, Alice's patience wore out and she began passing products to the girl one by one. Rose and I went to the end of the aisle and took the food right from the young worker's hands and into our bags.
With all our extra assistance, I'm pretty sure we broke the record for checking out and bagging in a grocery store. Bella handled the money as the rest of us began to gather our bags.
The Cullen's substantial amount of money also quickened the speed. Bella had only four hundred dollar bills in her wallet, and a credit card. The final cost ended up at 237.50 dollars, and rather than spending extra time with a credit card, she handed the girl three of the bills and curtly told her, "Keep the change."
We left the wide eyed, opened mouth cashier behind without another word. We were at the car only moments later.
Somehow, Alice and Bella managed to perfectly fit all the plastic bags into the tiny Volvo trunk. Bella slammed the the trunk down gently (well, gently for a vampire's strength), in an almost a victorious way. Like the "closing of the trunk" had signified our accomplishment. She looked down at the shut truck for a second, and childly clapped her hands together in glee before she turned to face the rest of us with a wide smile. She clearly expected the happy feeling to be mutual.
Her face dropped quite a bit when Alice just rolled her eyes and tucked into the backseat, seeming quite fed up with human food and grocery stores in general. Rosalie was already in the front seat.
I smiled at her, which lit up her face a little, but I was more amused at the other's obvious displeasure of the day's activities, and Bella's immature satisfaction.
Today was becoming one heck of a strange day, I thought.
We were well out of the core of Seattle, and had several minutes of quiet in the car, before anyone spoke.
"Well, that was a successful day. Don't you all think so?" Bella questioned innocently and casually.
Nobody responded. In fact, the only noise that came from the car at that moment was Alice's huff in disagreement. The atmosphere seemed to say "no" to Bella's question.
Bella's lips twitched down into a frown for a moment, and she said softly, "Um, well, thank you guys for coming." She stopped and added hesitantly, "You all helped a lot, really." Something about Bella's voice made me feel guilty. I realized I felt guilty, because Bella felt guilty. As if it was her fault that some of us of didn't enjoy the grocery store.
Immediately I tried to make Bella feel better, and hopefully get the others to ease up. Despite some things, I pretty much had a really fun time.
"Personally, I very much enjoyed when Rosalie took her angry out on the defenseless bag of Doritos," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.
The minute I said the words, I regretted them. For when the whole sentence was out, I could practically see Bella's face get impossibly whiter in fear and disbelief. Rosalie's eyes flamed with the same disbelief at what I had said, mixed with utter anger.
Alice however, snicker-giggled in her high soprano. The sound was reassuring and pretty, like church bells. Something about her little laugh melted away the tension. Suddenly, I saw Bella and Rosalie's expression morph into something new. You could plainly see the stress leave Bella's tight face, as she peered at Rosalie from the corner of her eyes, anticipating her reaction.
Rosalie at first went rather blank. The fire in her eyes was clouded over with confusion. And then, despite everything we expected, she quietly, almost silently, let out a chuckle through her closed lips. As if on cue, Bella's worry vanished and she smiled whole heartedly. She looked at Rose and laughed, which seemed to in turn, loosen Rosalie up. Rosalie smiled a little, and shook her head, somewhat sarcastically but mostly laughing at herself, as if reliving the experience in her memories.
"I heard Alice took her anger out on an innocent piece of food too," Rosalie accused lightly, mocking the way I had said it to her.
I laughed as well this time, and smiled towards Alice. I shrugged, which she mimicked, in a way that said "I can't lie, it's true."
Rosalie and Bella caught Alice's guilty shrug, and soon we all were laughing, thinking of the afternoon's events.
"Hey, hey," I said between gasps of breath, "Alice had a justifiable reason! Some creepy, tall, gangly teenager was trying to pick her up!" I exclaimed seriously, but I couldn't keep up the faux seriousness. A dose of deep laughs escaped me a second later.
"He thought he was doing good too! It was only when Jacob scared him off with pretend romantic attraction did he back off!" Alice trilled in her silver voice. We looked each other in the eyes for a moment, and seemed to share a inside joke between the two of us, before Alice peeled another crystal clear giggle.
"Reminds me of a tall, gangly teenager I used to know," Bella said mischievously and she looked at me with a kind, thoughtful smile.
Despite the dig, my insides warmed. Somehow the fact that we could laugh easily about the times when nothing was certain, the times when our friendship had no answers, and the times that seemed impossible to solve, gave me such a good feeling. Finally everything in my life was perfect, and however much I might complain, Bella had reminded me that we had fought through it and beat it. The adversity, the unknown, and the pain, together as best friends.
I smiled widely, privately to Bella, and at that very moment everything felt right.
Finally we were all quiet, but happy. It was the same feeling you get when you eat a huge, delicious Thanksgiving dinner and afterwards you relax, surrounded by family. It feels full, and content, and warm.
"Well, I for one, am done with shopping for food. Not to toot my own horn, but even an extraordinary party planner like myself, can't deal with that crap. The grocery store was a real disappointment," Alice decided calmly, though not at all disappointed.
We all turned to look at Alice with a knowing smile, and shook our heads in amusement. Alice was always Alice.
I sighed lightly, as we all turned our different directions. Bella was right, the day had been successful. Renessmee would have a party as unbelievably wonderful as she was, and that was all the mattered. But I also realized the long lasting memories I had shared with my best friend and my...
...My family.
I was a werewolf in a car packed with groceries, and three female vampires, driving home.
I smiled fondly to myself at the thought.