Hi, guys! I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a long time. I promise I have a good reason. I got a job, my first real job, it's entry level and in my field so it and sleeping are about all I do. Anyways, Enjoy and let me know what you think.
In this chapter, you finally get to meet Rosalie, be ready because she is very outspoken and well, she has a mouth on her, you've been warned.
Have you ever noticed in movies that when something emotional, gloomy, things like that happen, it's always raining? Like the loss of a loved one, it's raining or when you are getting ready to be freaked out, it's raining. I've learned that it's a trick film makers us in order to create a certain sense of gloominess in the viewer.
Well, I woke up to a rainy Friday morning, the morning of my eighteenth birthday. I had always wondered on that birthday, when you become a legal adult, do you feel differently, does some big change happen in your body to make you wiser, prettier, more confident?
For me, it's rained, and it wasn't a light gentle mist either, it was a freaking down pour, like the roads were flooding down pours. It matched my mood, gloomy. It was like Mother Nature sensed the importance of the day and the way I was feeling and caused it to rain, only damping my already sour mood on today, my wedding day.
Angela and Alice had spent the night, so they could be there that morning to help me get pretty. Alice had this theory that if I looked pretty, I would feel better, but my mood would stay with the rain, maybe it would help hide the tears that would surely escape today at some point.
I woke up earlier than the other two and snuck downstairs and grabbed some food out of the fridge then dialed my best friend from Phoenix.
"Good morning," Rosalie said, perky even at five in the morning.
"Why in the fuck are you so perky?" I grouched at her.
"Aww… because my dear beautiful Bella, I'm starting a new school, pops got transferred to, wait for it, the Bank of America branch in Forks, Washington."
"Bitch, you're here? In Forks?"
"I was going to surprise your pregnant ass at school today, but I just couldn't hold in my excitement any longer. Surprise, I'm your new classmate!"
"That's amazing," I said, smiling into the phone, I glanced outside and wondered if the rain had let up since my mood had brightened quite a bit. "Come over, I need to talk to you?"
"Um.. that's the thing, I'm lost, I've been looking for the last half hour for your place," Rosalie admitted.
"Okay, where are you?"
"I'm back on the main strip, Forks Ave."
"Cross street?"
"Division."
"Okay, turn right on Division, towards the east, go until you see Fir Ave and right, then follow it to Fletcher and I'm the house on the corner."
"Okay, I'm on Fir," Rosalie muttered and I had to wonder just how fast she was driving. "Found it," she muttered and then disconnected.
I went to the door and saw my best friend getting out of her red BMW; I opened the door and waddled out to greet her.
"Geez, I leave you for six months and you get fat, slut," Rosalie laughed. "Seriously, though, you look amazing. God, you are so sexy, I could just eat you."
"That's what she said," I laughed, the rain seemed to be letting up as we headed back inside.
"So what if I'm a little skank," Rosalie said.
That's what I love about Rosalie, she isn't afraid to say it like it is, she's known as the queen slut at school, but it doesn't matter to her, she enjoys being able to make fun of herself and anybody who's along for the ride with her, namely, me.
"Just don't go getting pregnant, or you'll be getting married like me," I sighed.
"Married, to whom?" Rosalie asked. "Oh, you have been saying your truck is knocking, how bad? Wait, don't answer that, I need dets on married."
"Edward, my orchestra teacher" I said, as I set down on the table. "He's basically forcing me to marry him for my baby and his honor."
"This should be your lucky day then," Rosalie smiled. "You've had a crush on that boy since you were fourteen."
"Yea, my first crush and it went away, he was twenty-one, I knew it would never happen so it faded away. He was in college and serious with Tanya Denali. She was a bombshell, why should Edward ever like me?"
"Because, and remember, I don't give complements often, you are beautiful, inside and out. When we meet Tanya those few times, she was clingy and needy and ugly on the inside. Even I have to call her a bitch, she was worst than me and I knew for a fact she was cheating on Edward with Royce King."
"The senior you were going with freshman year?"
"The one and only, Royce opened his big mouth in front of Edward and Tanya, asking what time she'd be done with this loser and Edward walked away instantly. At least that's what Edward told Jasper."
"Damn, I never knew that."
"Honey, from what I've heard Jazz and Edward talk about when they think I'm listening to my iPod on car trips, I gather that Edward doesn't believe in love to much after what Tanya did. He's only marrying you because he got you pregnant, but I've learned that no matter how loud I am, I learn more if I shut up and listen, and your mothers have hoped that you two would one day find each other as more than brother/sister relationships. Maybe you are the one to show him how to love again."
I glanced outside to see the sky starting to lighten and I noticed the rain wasn't falling nearly as hard as it had been, now only a light drizzle.
Could I be having feelings for my brother's best friend, the same guy that I'd be friends with my entire life, the one that was my daughters father, the guy that I'd had my first crush on less than five years ago. Could I be falling in love with Edward Cullen?
"He's like a caveman, though," I muttered. "He basically told me the first time he saw me like this that he was taking me to court. He went to see Charlie and they came to the mutual agreement that I needed to marry him for the baby, even Renee thinks this is right. Nobody will see my side of things."
"You don't have to," Rosalie said. "Personally I wouldn't dare go, I'd kick and scream my whole way down he aisle, but you have the little one to think of, our little whore in training."
I laughed at that, Rosalie had a way with words that made even he worst situations become funny.
"She'll be a whore, you know, with her mommy getting knocked up by the orchestra teacher and her aunt Rose being a sex fiend, not to mention, her daddy sleeping with his student."
"Rose, you're awful," I laughed.
"But damn, you love me anyways."
"That I do, my friend, that I do," I smiled and pulled my best friend into a hug. We stayed like that for awhile, hugging each other. "Alice and Angela are here, I need you at the ceremony."
"You really think that the maid of honor would dare miss this, I'll probably crack up laughing and call him horrid names in my head, just a heads up," Rosalie laughed and we set like that for a long time, just talking about how horrible this is and how it's fucked up, then Alice came down and I was dragged to be made-up.