Hey, everybody!

So, I came home from a skating competition (coincidence, huh?) and after checking my E-Mail, I got 14 NEW MESSAGES!!

And they were all Favorite Story adds, Story Alerts, and, sadly, only one review.


So thanks to "lovetoread87" for being my first reviewer! You rock!

Hope you enjoy this chapter!

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P. S. This is kind of off-topic, but... I WON THE SKATING COMPETITION!!!! WOO!

On with the chapter!

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~Bella's Point Of View~

Wow. Edward invited me to dinner tonight. Why? He wouldn't want a stupid girl like me in his house. He's probably just being polite. Alice and Rosalie seem nice.

As the last thought popped in my head, I heard two voices calling my name.

"Bella! Bella, wait!" It was Alice and Rosalie. I turned to see them running after me in their skating outfits, holding their skates by the shoelaces.

"Hi, guys." I laughed. They grinned from ear to ear.

"YOU'RE COMING OVER TONIGHT!" They screamed. People at the park next door turned to look at us, and I felt my face go red.

"Yes. I'm coming over tonight." I mumbled, looking at my feet.

"We have to go shopping!" Alice cheered, and Rosalie nodded eagerly.

"Um, Alice, I'm not exactly a go-shopping kind of girl." I stumbled over words, laughing nervously. It made me nervous when they stood so close. Charlie's habits made me jumpy.

"Well, then me and Rosalie will shop, and you just tag along!" She jumped up and down.

"Um, okay. Sure." I said quickly. Anything to get them out of my face. I was almost hyperventilating. They were really close now.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Rosalie asked. They looked at me, their eyes showing worry and confusion.

"Uh, nothing. I'm fine." I lied quickly. They nodded, still looking unsure.

"Well, we get done at 2 this afternoon. We're getting ready for tryouts." Rosalie beamed confidently.

Please, like any girl with her beauty would need to try out. Lauren and Jessica would be wrapped around her skinny finger.

"Cool. Good luck!" I said, before getting in my red '53 Chevy truck. Everyone might think it's a rusty bucket of bolts, but it has character. It really fits my personality.

It was noon when I got home, and Charlie always went fishing on Sundays. He had some friend down in La Push, Billy or Benny or something.

I grabbed my duffel bag from the back of the truck and headed inside, but froze when I saw a note on the door.

Bella,

Excited to see you tonight! Stay beautiful.

-Edward

It may have been quick, but sweet. Edward actually called me beautiful. I entered the house grinning.

The rare smile disappeared when the stench of beer and cigar smoke hit me, burning my nose.

"C-Charlie?" I coughed, struggling to breathe through the smoke.

"Hey, it's Bella! How you been?" Charlie's words were slurred, he was obviously drunk. He was in his favorite creaky armchair, surrounded by empty beer bottles with a cigar hanging out of his mouth.

"Fine." I said slowly, taking a few cautious steps forward.

He reached up and slapped me. Hard.

"Where have you been? Some Esme Cullen lady called. You have dinner with them?" He managed to say before passing out. I took the cigar from his mouth and put it out before going upstairs to my room.

The afternoon went by pretty slowly, I finished a history report I'd been putting off for a while until my cell phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered slowly. Nobody ever called my cell phone. I didn't know anyone who'd call me.

"Hi, Bella! Are you ready to go?" Alice squealed on the other end.

"Go where?" I asked blankly.

"Shopping, of course!" Rosalie called from the background.

"Oh, right. Sure. I'll meet you in front of the mall." I hung up, not waiting for a response.

I hadn't given much thought to what I'd wear, so sweats and an old T-shirt was my outfit. I grabbed my jacket and left, passing the still passed out Charlie.

The ride to the mall went by too fast. The girls were waiting for me on a bench, just as we'd planned. Their eyes scanned the lot, and they jumped up when they saw me make my way over.

"Where have you been? And what are you wearing?" Alice asked, looking down at me distastefully.

"I just threw on what I had. I wasn't informed this was a black-tie event." My look mirrored Alice's as I looked down at their designer outfits.

"We just threw on what we had." Rosalie mimicked me. I stuck my tongue out, and Alice and Rosalie's twisted version of a shopping trip began.

I was Bella the Life-Sized Barbie Doll for the whole trip, not knowing what was going on as they scurried about, tossing every cute outfit in sight at me.

By 4:30 they had spent $540.

"I am exhausted! Why'd we even go shopping?" I huffed, plopping down at a table in the food court. The large berth of shopping bags around us made heads turn.

"To impress Edward, of course!" Rosalie said, her new designer purse swinging away on her wrist.

"Why would I want to impress Edward?" I asked, embarrassed. I seemed to be embarrassed a lot when the girls were around.

"Oh, you know you love him, Bella." Alice said simply, leaning back in her chair, crossing her arms and legs.

"What? I just met him! Why would I love him?" My voice was defensive, and they laughed.

"Silly, silly Bella. He loves you, you love him. It's so obvious." Rosalie and Alice cooed at the same time.

"He-he loves me?" I asked. They nodded, and I smiled internally. Edward loves me. Me.

"So what am I going to wear?" I asked, suddenly interested.

"That's my girl." Alice smiled proudly.

"You'll be wearing this." Rosalie dug around in a Charlotte Russe bag and pulled out a brown Poplin dress with straps and a bow.

(Author's Note: Pictures On My Profile!)

"You've got to be kidding me." My eyes popped out of their sockets and my mouth fell open. They just grinned.

"Nope. No joke." Alice crossed her arms.

"But...why?" I choked out, taking the dress and turning it over in my hands.

"You have to look sexy for Edward!" She laughed. They pulled out a pair of Bebe Abby Leather Metallic Caged Sandals, and enough make-up and jewelry to give make-overs an army.

Then they set to work.

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Well, there's the next chapter!

I Google Image Searched the outfits, and I saw them and thought: "That is SO Bella."

SO I USED THEM!

I don't own the Twilight Saga or its characters, nor do I own the outfit used.

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