Ok here it is. I know I said I probably wouldn't post today but I did anyway. Thanks once again for the reviews I don't own Twilight or the song Ocean Avenue. Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer and Ocean Avenue belongs to Yellowcard no copyright infringement intended., and here's the next chapter.
BPOV
It wasn't until I got to the end of my road that I realized I had no idea where I was going.
I sighed and pulled out the directions and followed them anxiously to get to this place. I wanted to get a room away from everyone else find some more tears that I must have somewhere in my system still, and just cry.
The directions led me to winding road through a forest. When I reached the end(finally) it opened out into a clearing with a house- a huge white classic looking house. If I wasn't so distraught I would have realized how beautiful it was, however considering that I was in fact distraught the only though that came to mind was "Wow it's big".
A woman came out of the house no doubt alerted to my presence because of my monstrous sounding truck. She ran across the lawn looking more excited than natural to see me. The woman had caramel colored hair and large brown eyes-darker than my own. I assumed she was supposed to be my new "mother" she looked nice and all but she would never ever be my mother I decided. She hugged me tightly when she got to me. "Oh hi honey it's so nice to meet you though I wish it was under different circumstances" she said squeezing tighter. Ok she not only looked nice-she was nice but still it wasn't the same.
"Oh let me help you with you're bags" she said grabbing two of them I grabbed the other two and followed her into the house. Inside there was a huge sweeping staircase and a white piano.
"Now I've done the rooms by colors so what colors do you like?" she asked me shepherding me to the staircase. I was overwhelmed no one had ever- let me repeat that- ever paid this much attention to me.
"Well I like blue- and brown too" I said slowly not wanting to sound like an ungrateful demanding eight year old. "But If you don't have a room like-"
"Perfect" she said quickly dragging me with her up the stairs and to a giant room. She obviously didn't think I sounded ungrateful or demanding. The floor was a hard shiny wood with the occasional light blue rug. The walls were a pretty light blue color too. There was a white desk with a blue swivel chair. There was a tan media center with a wide screen television and stereo system. There was a navy sectional couch against the wall opposite that as well as a couple of blue bean bag chairs and the back wall had a bed with a blue and tan flowered bed spread. And then an entire wall of glass. I looked around the room. It was gorgeous I turned back to the smiling woman. Maybe she wouldn't be like a mother but I think I could learn to love her very easily.
"Thank you" I whispered sincerely grateful.
"Oh you haven't even seen the bathroom and closet yet" she said dragging me with her once more overly excited.
The bathroom was nice too it was all in shades of aqua (even the toilet and bath tub) and white and the shower curtain matched the bed. The closet was simple the walls matched the bedrooms.
"Ok well I guess I'll leave you to unpack" Esme said then stopped before she got to the door. "Sweetie if you ever need anyone to talk to-I know this has been a lot for you to take in but I'm always here to talk" she said smiling sadly. I nodded and she went out of the room probably to show everyone else to their rooms when they got here.
I slowly began to unpack. I carried my toiletries to my bathroom. Setting my shampoo, conditioner ,soap and body wash in the shower and my tooth brush floss tooth paste deodorant brush and hair products on the counter or in the medicine cabinet. I heard my door open and Esme walked back in.
"Hello dear here these are for you, I'm sorry the color isn't blue like you like but I ordered these this afternoon before I knew that" she said holding out a pile of towels and other linens all of which had "Bella" embroidered in gold in a neat cursive. How she even got them embroidered since then was beyond me(and how she knew to call me Bella maybe the principal had told her). I was beginning to think that this family was very well connected though.
"Thank you" I said smiling, I didn't know what else to say but I was saved by the noise of a car pulling up.
"Oh that must be someone else" she said bustling out the door . I went slowly to the bathroom to hang up the towels.
Then back to the main room and began loading my clothes into the closet. I set up and turned on my ipod dock. Ocean Avenue by Yellow Card blasted from the speakers I turned it down and then went back to un packing. When it got to the chorus I found it hard to breathe right. "If I could find you now things would get better" a voice said the and words fit my life surprisingly well at the moment. I shook my head to stop the tears.
That's when I realized it had been a girl's voice then I heard a knock on the wall outside my door. I turned around and Alice stepped in to the room without waiting for me to answer, I realized it has been her.
"I love that song" she said smiling it looked strange for some reason.
"Really?" I asked that didn't seem very Alice-like.
"Yeah that's one of my favorites actually" she said grinning a little an empty eyed smile. Empty eyes- that's what made it look strange I realized. An awkward silence followed.
I noticed her makeup was still smeared-something that in normal circumstances she would never ever have allowed. "So….." she said awkwardly-another first for Alice. "I guess we're kinda like sisters now" she said finally.
"Uh yeah I guess" I said turning back to my bed to finish hanging up my clothes.
"Ooo are you unpacking your clothes?" she asked "I'll help, I love clothes" she said and with out waiting for an answer came over and began unpacking my clothes. She was an easy person to talk to I discovered however her eyes were still empty- something I had never seen (nor thought I ever would see) on the face of Alice Brandon.
She soon became shocked by my wardrobe though and all other conversation ceased when she discovered that, my wardrobe mostly comprised of sweatshirts ,loose fitting jeans and baggy t-shirts.
"Here" she said grabbing one of my few skirts it was one of those that puckered at the top it was white blue and green swirled it was from was in like 4th grade why I still had it was a mystery to me.
"That?" I asked shocked I was ashamed to have it in my closet to be honest and I thought that Alice would scoff at it, but then again I really didn't know her that well.
"Yeah put it on" Alice said. I shrugged and slipped it on over my jeans. Alice turned back to me and sighed "No not like that" she said shaking her head. "Take the shirt off" Alice said pointing.
"Excuse me?" I asked
"The shirt, take it off" she said a little slower as though I might be unable to comprehend what she was saying. I sighed and peeled off my shirt feeling a bit uncomfortable since I had hardly even spoke to her before this whole mess happened.
"Now pull the skirt up" she instructed.
"What!?" I asked incredulous.
"Pull it up so that it looks like a shirt" she said as though it should be obvious. Feeling ridiculous I pulled it up so that it looked like a tube top that flared out at the bottom. "There" she said obviously proud of herself. "Now we need something to put over it" she said pulling me to her room.
It was a lot like mine but it was in shades of pink and lime green -amazing how Esme had chosen colors that fit us so well. Alice promptly went to her closet and began to sift through her cloths ( I wasn't sure how she unpacked that fast) until she produced a orange half shirt-the time that you tied in the front and ended halfway down your ribs.
"Here put this on" she said tossing it haphazardly to me.
"Uh aren't you like not supposed to wear orange with blue?" I asked
"Says who?" she asked. That was a good question one that I'd never really considered before
"Umm MTV" I tried -no luck.
Alice snorted "MTV? Honestly Bella they also say that that crap they show is reality, but that's not true either" she said adjusting the orange thing " There perfect" Alice said smiling again.
"Yeah right in Alice world maybe but not here" we both turned to the doorway and there stood Rosalie.
Ooh my first almost-cliffy! I know I only had one pov this time and I'm sorry but I want to progress a little more in the story first, but they are coming don't worry! Also the outfit that Alice "created" for Bella is one that I've actually worn lol (it really was a skirt form elementary school too). Please review, what do you think of the way the story is going and about Bella and Alice's slowly growing friendship?. I'll do my very best to update tomorrow thanks! I love you all you're the best! - wild-lili