Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or any of the characters that belongs to Stephanie Meyer

Please note that I live in the UK. So I don't really know what stores they have in the US, so I plan on using ones that I know here in the UK.

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Chapter 8: Shopping spree

Nessie POV

Aunt Alice had decided that Port Angeles wasn't good enough so Seattle would have to do. The usual 40 minute drive only took us 25 minutes with Alice's driving. The entire drive there aunt Alice and aunt Rosalie talked about each shop they wanted to go in.

We finally arrived in Seattle, it was about 4 o clock, the stores didn't shut till at least 8pm. A whole 4 hours to shop. This was going to be very fun.

Aunt Alice decided we should go into Saks first. We walked to the door and went inside. The shop here had 2 floors, the bottom was for the men and the top was for women. Both of my aunts wasted no time in heading up the stairs to the women's department.

They decided on my lower half first. I saw aunt Alice searching through a pile of skirts and shorts, while aunt Rosalie was searching through jeans. I decided to sit on one of the comfy chairs the store provided. It was useless to try and fight them, what was the point they always got there way. I was like there own personal Barbie doll and I loved it. Besides Alice and Rosalie I was the only one who enjoyed shopping.

After a 20 minute wait they were finally done looking through the skirts, shorts and jeans. They came over with what they found in there hands, and for 20 minutes it was a lot. They put the pile next to me, I decided to have a look.

"oh no you don't. Not until we are finished" aunt Alice scolded. After she said that both her and Rosalie went back and started looking through the racks of clothes again. One guess to what they were looking for tops, probably to match the bottoms they bought.

After another 20 minutes of waiting they came back, holding more material.

"okay now you can have a look, but you have to try them on at the same time. So we can see what they look like" Alice chimed with a wide grin. Well this is why I come I guess.

I stood up and carried the entire contents of the pile into the changing room. I stood in a cubicle and pulled the curtain over the entrance. I started searching through the pile. I decided to just pick randomly. I was just about to strip when the curtain flew open.

"Alice what the hell. I could have been changing" I was shrieking at my aunt.

"I saw that you would mess up the combinations so I came to help" Alice chimed in her bell like voice. With that she took the pile with her. Okay what the hell am I supposed to be trying on.

"here try these first" she came back holding two pieces of clothes. I took them and closed the curtain, hoping she wouldn't come in until I was ready. I looked at the clothes. She had given me a pair of black skinny jeans and white baby doll t-shirt, it had the logo 'live fast die young'. It was really retro. I put on the clothes and walked out.

"I really like that Nessie, wait 2 seconds" Alice called walking away. She was back before any human could see her go. In her hands she was carrying black leather jacket.

"put this over the top" she chimed. I did as I was told. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked good.

"okay we are getting that. Now try this" Rosalie demanded. I took the clothes and went back in the changing room. I looked at the clothes she had given me.

A mini skirt and a bright red fitted shirt. I looked in the mirror wow I looked pretty good. I walked out and both of my aunts agreed that we had to get this. It carried on like this for at least an hour. Once we had finally finished we walked out of Saks with 11 bags just for me.

Now we decided to get shoes to go with the outfits we just bought. Aunt Rosalie said she saw a Faith down the street so we went there. Both my aunts bought there shoes from here or some other designer place. We walked into the store the inside was huge it had three floors and all of them were women's shoes.

We started on the ground floor. This floor held the flats. Every shoe on this floor had no heal. We walked over the left of the store Alice and Rosalie darted off in different directions. I sighed and made my way to the square seated area and sat down. A couple of minutes later they both came back holding what I counted as 10 different pairs of flats. I started to try them on. Once we were done we ended up buying only 5 of the 10 pairs.

We made our way to the second floor. This floor held the boots. I loved boots almost as much as heals. This time I decided to help look. I found a pair of black leather knee high boots with a 2 inch heal. I loved them, it seemed as though both my aunts did too. But they still made me try on the boots they found. After spending a good 45 minutes trying them on we bought every pair that I had tried on.

And last but not least the heals. My favourite style of shoe. We walked around this entire floor looking at every pair of shoe here. We ended up buying 15 pairs of heals. Even I thought that was to much. But there was o stopping my aunts once they got going.

The last place on the shopping trip we went was Urban Decay. This was my favourite kind of make-up. Aunt Rosalie was in her element picking up every shade of eye shadow imaginable. Then she went on to the eye liners she bought most colours and matching mascara. Then she bought a lot of lipstick and lip gloss. When we were at the check out I gave her a questioning look. All she said was.

"me and Alice came to an agreement. I get to do your make-up and hair while Alice gets to decide your wardrobe" she said this with a smile. I couldn't help but smile back. Once we were finished we decided to go home. It was now a little after 7 and I was very hungry. The trip home took less time due to less traffic on the roads. I was right this was a fun trip. I couldn't wait to go to school tomorrow and show off my new clothes. Maybe school wouldn't be too bad anymore. I mean I was kind of talking to Jacob now so that was good. But that didn't mean I didn't want to be more than his friend. I better stop thinking about this before I get home. God knows what daddy would think. I turned my head to see us pulling up the driveway. Oh no. he couldn't have heard me right. I looked more closely and sure enough there was daddy standing on the porch looking very angry. Well I guess that answers my question. Great how the hell would I explain this. Well I guess I could only do one thing. Try.