Sorry for the long delay. I'd like to thank you guys for all of your reviews. I've been pretty busy with a lot of things. Also, tomorrow night I'm headed for Canadia! Don't asked why I call Canada 'Canadia'. I'm weird. Hopefully I don't get eaten by Canadians...But it will be nice to get out of New York for a few days.

Disclaimer: I own...let me see...uhh...nothing. Yep, that's right.

Note: This chapter was inspired by "I Wanna Do Your Make Up" by Scotty Vanity. Haha, and when I introduced Jasper, Backstreet Boys was playing in the background...and I thought it fit well...Ha! "Backstreet's Back, ALRIGHT!"

Alright, I'll shut up now...

Chapter 4: Confidence

Bella - POV

Alice was loudly and eagerly banging on my door at seven in the morning, just like she said she would. I just hope none of my exasperated neighbors don't complain. But that wasn't the thing that had me worried. It was the thought of Alice going overboard.

She pranced inside my studio apartment very gracefully. What I'd give to be able to walk across a flat surface with that much poise...

Her hazel eyes circled the entirety of my apartment. "Well...It's small...but it's comfortable." She looked at me and smiled. "But your closet needs a bit of an adjustment." She smirked at that one.

As she sprawled her huge stack of magazines on my futon there was an abrupt knock at my door. I opened it cautiously, who would be knocking on my door at seven in the morning?

Outside my door there was a very tall man. The was wearing dark sunglasses, and his hair was a honey blonde and flowing in different directions in soft waves. He was wearing A navy blue jacket and a white collared shirt underneath. Honestly, he looked like he should belong on a billboard for H&M or Abercrombie & Fitch."Bella, right?" He asked.

Who was this guy? How did he know who I was. I nodded my head, confused. Alice bounced over and threw herself into the arms of the unknown stranger, and gave him a kiss.

"Bella, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend, Jasper." She introduced. He extended his hand for me to shake.

"Nice to meet you." I said taking his hand and lightly shaking it.

"Likewise." He said with a smile of perfectly white, straight teeth.

Seeing Alice stand next to him was strangely amusing. He had to be a little more than a foot taller than her. But for some reason, they fir together. Almost like puzzle pieces.

"Did you bring them?" Alice's question snapped me out of my daze. He nodded and tilted his head toward three suitcases that rest on the floor behind him. Oh no... "Bring them in here" she said leading the way into my apartment. I followed after them.

It only took him one trip to bring the three suitcases in. He must be really strong, because those things look heavy.

With a final kiss from his girlfriend, Jasper was gone and said he'd see Alice later.

"Let's get to work...but hmm, we need some mood music..." She walked over to my radio and turned it on to Z100. An unfamiliar song entered my ears. I never listened to the radio. But the beat was pretty catchy.

"Um Alice...what exactly is in the suitcases?" I asked.

"Umm, one of them has a bunch of my hairstyling products, like moose, gel, hairspray, straightener, blow dryer, curler, smoothing serum, shampoo, conditioner, scissors, curl definer-."

"Scissors?!" I interupted.

"Just to trim, nothing big. Promise." She pouted.

"Fine." I said. She knows better than I do...

"And I also have my collection of make up and accessories." She paused. "And the other two are some old outfits of mine that I'm going to give you." She smiled.

Now I'm a charity case. "Alice, you really don't have to do that." I said.

"Nonsense! I know I'm never going to wear any of this stuff...plus I've been meaning to do a closet clean out so I can make room for the winter fashions coming up." She gave me a sincere smile.

"Okay, Alice." Just keep on giving in, Bella...

"And I remembered what you said about not going over the top, so most of this stuff is sort of simple." She paused. "Okay, Let's get your head in that tub, because we're going to start by washing that head of beautiful hair." She was enjoying this too much for my liking. However, I obliged.

After washing my hair with her volumizing shampoo, which smelled of a delicious coconut scent, Alice wanted to work on my make up. It was quicker than expected. I suppose she was following my rules. Once she was done with my make up I reached for the mirror and she slapped my hand away. "Not yet." She ordered. I nodded. "Alright Bella, I'm going to do your hair next...but I need to do something..." She reached into her oversized purse and pulled out a small packet of paper and a blackberry. "I need to you use this list of names," She pointed to the packet. "And find their number in here," She held up the blackberry. "And then I need to write down their number next to their name." She smiled and handed me the two items. "Kay?"

"No problem." I smiled. At least I'd have something to do. "So, what's this for?" I asked while writing down the first number.

"My parents are having a luncheon next weekend." She begun styling my hair. "They are really boring, but since I told my mom I wasn't going, she made me in charge of the guest list...and of course I hate doing stuff like this. I'm so grateful I have you!" She sounded happy.

"Glad I could be of assistance." I said truthfully.

"And after that, you can start on balancing my check book." She smirked.

An hour later I was done with the guest list and halfway done with the check book. Alice stepped away from me and began rummaging through one of the clothes filled suitcases. She pulled out a white shirt and a pair of jeans.

"Go put this on." She commanded handing me the clothes. "And don't mess up your hair!" She added.

I exited from the bathroom, dressed in the clothes I was given. Alice was waiting with a pair of white flats in one hand and a belt in the other. She accessorized me with earrings and necklaces and bracelets galore.

She backed way from me and looked me up and down before nodding in approval. "Finished!"

She pushed me in front of the full length mirror. The person staring back at me was me, but it was a much different me. I looked...hot! My make-up was kept plain but it made a difference. My hair was more volumized. It was straightened with tiny curls at the ends. It flowed so nicely when I shook my head. I was dressed in a plain lacy white top with a rhinestone studded belt under my bust. The dark wash skinny jeans made my legs seem longer. I looked at myself for a few more moments before pulling Alice into a hug. "Alice, you did wonderful!" I said.

"I try." She acted modest. I laughed. "Now, let's put it to the test." She said.

"Test? What test?" What on earth was she scheming?

"That's for me to know and you to find out." She said before shoving my bag into my hands and hauling me out the door.

The air was warm today. The sky was a clear light blue with the white fluffy clouds floating above. The sun shined down on us and Alice handed me a pair of sunglasses. I reluctantly put them on. Now I probably didn't look a thing like myself. She just smiled and pulled me down the street.

We stopped at a little café. Alice grabbed one of the outdoor tables and we both sat down. I took off my sunglasses. "Alice, Wha-"

"Shh!" She cut me off. "Wait." She whispered. Her eyes darted to three men walking on the sidewalk. "Watch." She said as she secretly pointed to them. I turned around. The guys looked at me. I couldn't tell what they thought by their expressions. They walked past me without turning around. I was about to open my mouth but then Alice put her hand up. "Listen." She whispered.

In the background I could hear a faint 'damn' which sounded more like 'daaaayyuuuuumm'. I pointed to myself and mouthed 'Me?'

Alice nodded. "Told you so." She smiled triumphantly.

"Alice Brandon? Is that you?!" A male voice said behind me. Wait a second, I recognize that voice. I turned around. Sure enough, that was the other guy that worked at Starbucks. Ugh, what was his name? Something with an 'E'...

"Emmett!" Alice's voice called. Oh yes, that was his name. Alice jumped out of her seat and hugged him. "Come sit with us!" She insisted. They both took their seats at the circular table. "Emmett, this is my personal assistant, Bella." she said. "Bella, this is Emmett we went to high school together."

"Nice to meet you." I said. Oh please don't recognize me from last night...

"Nice to meet you too." He said with a smile. Now I got a good look at him. He was very big and bulky. Like a body builder type person or maybe a football player. But his eyes showed a sense of kindness and protectiveness. "Actually..." He started. "The story goes, Alice started going to my school in the middle of sophomore year, She had to transfer to a public school because she got kicked out of her private school for punching some poor girl in the face." He said with a chuckle.

"I had a good reason!" She said. "She called me a midget!" This made Emmett laugh more.

"Well, once I heard that story for one of my friends, I found her at lunch and asked if it was true. She said 'hell yeah it's true, you wanna punch to your head too?' And with that we just became friends...kind of weird really..." He said.

We spent a good half hour talking about high school experiences. How Alice met Jasper. And Emmett's midnight serenade to his girlfriend, Rosalie. Some pranks they played on the jerks of the school. Of course, I mostly just listened.

"Well, I should be going. I got to be a work in ten minutes." Emmett said getting up.

"Alright, you should call more often, maybe we could hang out and tell Rose I said 'hi'." She gave him a hug.

"Will do." He said. "It's good to meet you, Bella." He said.

I nodded and gave him a smile. And with that, he departed out of the café.

"It was good to see him." Alice said. I just banged my head on the table. "What's wrong?" Alice asked, sincerely.

"He works at Starbucks with Latte Boy..." I mumbled into the table.

"What?!" She half screamed.

I lifted my head and ignored the heads that turned at Alice's outburst. "Yeah...I saw him yesterday as he was leaving his shift."

"Why didn't you say something?! We could have asked him for his name!"

"Alice, I really don't want some random guy knowing that I have a slight obsession with his co-worker whom I have named Latte Boy temporarily." I said.

"True..."

This was getting ridiculous. It's just a guy. Why do I have to be such a shy baby and be afraid to ask for one of the simplest things in the world? A name. A stupid little name...

"That's it! I can't take it anymore!" I said. Alice looked at me confused and shocked. "I'm asking him for his name, first thing tomorrow."

"That's the spirit!" She said, by the look on her face, she was proud of my mini epiphany.

I honestly don't know where this new found confidence came from, but I like it.

I hope you like that chapter. I'm pretty sure next chapter she will finally get Latte Boy's name...finally.

OMG! I was at Starbucks the other day, (and I have this goal to find a guy name Taylor that works at Starbucks) so this guy is making my coffee so I'm my head I'm like 'Ohh! Is this Taylor?!' but when he turned around there was no name tag. What a jerk.

Anywho, I will be getting back from Canadia Monday night...maybe I'll have a chapter up then. If not, then Tuesday you'll receive the next chapter.

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