Revenge is Sweet
Chapter Four – Shopping
I pressed the screen of my iPhone several times, dozily, before finally managing to switch off the alarm. I couldn't believe I set my alarm for and woke up at 7am. I wasn't due at the Cullen's house until 10am.
I now had 3 hours to get ready. I swivelled myself around so my feet hung from the edge of the bed, resting on the lilac wooden floor.
I groaned, loudly. Cameron walked in, grinning. He had a lust-filled glimmer in his icy blue eyes. His hair was wild, I was assuming he had just woke up too.
"Yes?" I asked, bitterly. I am not a morning person.
"Miaow," he mocked, "chill, babe."
"Yes?" I repeated.
He sat beside me on the bed and pressed his hand against my face, gently, his hands glid through my hair as he kissed me. Then I did something extremely unexpected. I stopped.
"Cam, we can't do this," I told him, adamantly.
"You were all for it two days ago," he counter-acted.
"Things change, I suppose. I don't mean to be rude or anything but, let's just pretend this never happened," I said.
He nodded, sheepishly.
"In that case, I'm Bella Swan, I hope we can be good friends," I let out a sigh of relief.
"I'm Cam. I hope that too, I'll leave you to get ready and then I'll call your school," Cameron told me, exiting through a door I hadn't noticed perviously.
I spent 45 minutes in the shower, washing my hair, shaving and loofah-ing my body to perfection.
I changed into a tight black and white dress that I couldn't bend over in and some neon pink Christian Louboutin gladiator style heels.
I applied a light green eyeshadow, some black mascara, a little blusher and 2 coats of pink lipgloss.
Wallace knocked on my bedroom door.
"Isabella, would you like some breakfast?" he asked, politely.
"Come in, Wallace, and please, just Bella," I smiled. He walked through the door.
"What might I offer you, Bella?" he repeated.
"Toast would be lovely," I answered.
He smiled and left. I followed him downstairs to find my new Christian Dior bag.
I pulled it from under the table and ambled to the kitchen where I found Wallace coming for me carrying a tray laden with a plate of toast, butter, jam and orange juice.
I thanked him and took the tray. I placed it on the breakfast bar and sat on a stool.
After finishing my breakfast and sorting myself out, I grabbed Charlie's wallet and from it withdrew my unlimited, black credit card.
I walked to the shops and withdrew $500 at the ATM and put it in my purse, just incase it was needed. I shoved the card in to my bra: it was a safety precaution I never forgot to take.
I had 7 minutes until 10am, when I was meeting Alice and Rosalie at the Cullen's residence.
Alice would've forseen that I'd be a few minutes late, so it should be okay. It normally takes about 9 minutes from my house to this ATM.
I wonder if Edward will be there. That might be awkward, and cool. But mostly awkward. 'Quit thinking about Edward, loser,' I scolded myself mentally, his face had been smiling in the back of my mind all morning.
I checked that my shield was still intact and walked down the street.
I reached number 18 in just over 11 minutes.
"4 minutes and 13 seconds late," Alice tutted as I reached the porch. I frowned, playfully at her, giving her the 'you knew I'd be late anyway' look.
"Nice hiding place," Rose commented.
"Pardon?" I queried, confused.
"The credit card," she amended.
"Oh, yeah. Is it noticable?" I asked.
"Only to us," chimed Alice.
I grinned. Carlisle, Esme and Edward came to wave us goodbye. I did everything I could to prevent myself from swooning. His tousled hair looked amazing and his chiseled cheekbones, gah!
When we were all in Alice's yellow Porsche 911 Turbo, singing along to 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun – Cyndi Lauper' until Alice turned the stereo down a notch and her and Rosalie sung a different song which embarrassed me plenty.
'Bella and Edward sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
First comes love, second comes marriage,
then comes a carriage!'
"Okay, okay. Please stop! I don't get the last line, what happened to the baby!?" I laughed.
"We drained it," Alice joked, "just kidding! Vampires can't have babies."
"Not true," I stated, "female vampires can't have babies."
"No fair, I want a baby," Rose groaned.
"I'll have one for you, I'd just have to borrow Emmett for a night," I winked.
"Deal," she said.
"Deal," I agreed.
"I'll just be a babysitter, no one's getting jiggy with Jasper except for me and I don't want kids," she giggled, "by the way, are you telling the truth?"
I tilted my head slightly, questioning her.
"I mean, that vampire men can have babies," she added.
"Yup," I concluded.
Rosalie leaned over from the back seat and turned the stereo on full blast. My favourite song was playing; 'Waking Up in Vegas – Katy Perry'.
We were singing it in perfect harmony as the car drove at full speed towards Seattle.
When we were half way there, clouds began to shade Alice and Rosalie from the sun so the windows were rolled down. This was going to be one hell of a day.
Due to our insane driving, we arrived over an hour and a half earlier than it takes most people. It only took us 50 minutes.
3 hours and 16 shopping bags later we stopped at a small café for lunch. I ordered a mozzerella and bacon panini, Alice ordered pasta with an unpronouncable name and Rosalie got a sandwich.
I munched away as they watched me. Alice was looking at her dish with disgust, Rose hadn't even opened the box.
I laughed at them.
"Ready to go?" they asked in unison, within milliseconds of me taking a final bite of my panini.
"Toilets first," I said. They groaned.
Rose was fluffing her hair and Alice was reapplying her eyeliner when I came out from the cubicle.
I washed my hands and slicked on another layer of lip gloss.
"Now we can go," I smiled.
They collected their bags as I did with mine and we headed towards a small building.
Alice claimed to know where we were going, but Rose and I had no idea. The thought of Alice leading me into the unknown was unnerving. She cleverly remembered to block her mind aswell.
The three of us all walked through a dark, metal door. It clanged as It swung shut behind us.
Through a long corridor was another door. It was white but had gold swirls coming from the door knob.
We stepped into a large, white room. White walls reaching the ceiling which must be around 200 feet above us. There was a large glass wall, and behind it there were around 100 people rushing around computers, they all stopped to glance at us.
It reminded me of the song 'Fences' by 'Paramore'.
As I looked further around the room I saw racks, no, hundreds of racks of dresses, shoes, tops, skirts, pants. You name it – it was there.
"Alice, Alice! Darling! I'm so glad you could make it. Ah, you must be Bella and Rosalie, right?" a tall, well-dressed woman chirped, smoothing her sleek, black bob.
"Monique, here we are," Alice chimed, smiling.
Monique ran off to a rack near the back. I raised an eyebrow, questioningly, at Alice. She just smiled, with an evil glint in her eye. Rose seemed clueless.
Monique arrived with 3 garment bags, 3 shoeboxes and 3 clutch bags and 3 boxes. Alice squealed.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you Monique. I owe you," Alice hugged Monique, grinning insanely.
Alice took the bags and boxes from the woman and shuffled us into a smaller room.
It had 3 light green walls and one brown floral wall, and a wooden floor.
Alice shoved some stuff at me and puched me into a corner of the room.
"Shoo! Shoo! Go change!" she yelled, excitedly. Then she did the same to Rosalie. Rosalie just sighed and obeyed.
I unzipped the garment bag, revealing a beautiful blue dress. I yanked my dress over my head, knowing I looked fabulous without it. I had quite racy, pink underwear on though which made it a little bit more uncomfortable when I saw the girls staring.
I felt very self-concious.
"Wow, you're hotter than I was as a human. We're equal now I'm a vampire, though," Rosalie stated. I blushed.
"Tease," moaned Alice.
"Huh?" I asked.
"If I wasn't straight and married, I'd do you," she giggled. I was quite shocked.
I slipped the dress on, it was a beautiful fit. The fabric brushed over my hips but was tighter over my cleavage. It was gorgeous.
I fiddled with the one shoulder, admiring the embellishment for a few seconds before opening the shoebox.
Inside the shoebox was a pair of the most elegant stilettos I had ever seen. They were silver, with diamantés all over the anke strap which was typed with ribbon.
I put them on and opened the other box. Inside was a stunning, diamond bracelet. I fastened it.
After transferring everything from my current handbag to the new clutch, I looked at Rose and Alice. They looked beautiful.
Alice had a black and green dress on, it had a green bow on which emphazes her tiny waist. Her 5 inch heels added to her 4' 11" frame. A large, diamond ring showed clearly on the third finger of her left hand. She noticed me looking.
"The ring I got the second time Jasper proposed," she told me, happily reminiscing the memory.
Rosalie looked ravishing in her racy, red dress. The neckline plunged very low, making her cleavage look amazing. It had a diamond fastening across the chest which fell between her breasts. She had zebra print heels with a red trim and a red bow.
"Okay, I've done what you asked. Why are we dressed up? We're leaving in," I glanced at the time on my phone, "25 minutes, at half past 3."
"Change of plan dear, we're going on a triple date," Alice informed us.
"A triple date?" Rosale queried.
"Me and Jasper, you and Emmett, Bella and Edward," she replied.
"Me and Edward aren't dating. I kissed him once, that's it. I've kissed lots of people and it's never meant anything. Hell, I've slept with people who haven't been my boyfriend. Call me a slag, but one kiss doesn't mean we go on dates," I responded.
"Oh shush, Bella, we know you like him. It's nothing to be ashamed of, now come on. We're meeting them in 20 minutes," Rosalie said.
"I don't think you're a slag," Alice said after 3 minutes. Rose and I looked at her. "Is it too late to say that?"
We nodded. Alice led us to her car, and we threw all of our bags in the back with Alice, there were now 23 due to our change of outfit.
"Hey! This is my car! I should drive, or at least be in the front!" Alice moaned.
"We don't care whose car it is, you got to drive last time so you have to switch with the person in the back. It's only fair. You can't drive twice," I commented. Rosalie flashed me a thankful smile and ignited the engine.
The car roared to a start. We all laughed. I turned the CD up. Rosalie had put 'Cobra Starship' in.
'The City is at War' started playing loudly. We joined in, nodding and agreeing with all of the lyrics:
'The city is at war,
and it's playtime for the young and rich,
Ignore me if you see me because I just don't give a shit,
The city is at war,
Bless the young and rich,
With designer drugs and designer friends.
The city is at war,
and it's playtime for the young and rich,
Ignore me if you see me because I just don't give a shit,
The city is at war,
Bless the young and rich,
With designer drugs and designer friends.
Here's how it goes,
It's about who you know,
If you got money you get in for free,
Get on your knees if you want to reach the top,
The party never stops (never stops)
Don't stop now (don't stop now).
Come on!
Stick around and see how it ends,
Get the money and run,
and meet me at the parking lot.
Band bang! Shoot 'em up, yeah.
The city is at war,
and it's playtime for the young and rich,
Ignore me if you see me because I just don't give a shit,
The city is at war,
Bless the young and rich,
With designer drugs and designer friends.
This little girl was alone in the world,
until she found a way to get her fix for free,
Oh pretty please,
it breaks my heart to see, another tragedy,
she finally got her picture on TV.
Come on!
Live it up while you can,
We all lose in the end.
No you don't get another shot.
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up, yeah.
The city is at war,
and it's playtime for the young and rich,
Ignore me if you see me because I just don't give a shit,
The city is at war,
Bless the young and rich,
With designer drugs and designer friends.
The city is at war,
The city is at war,
The city is at war (war, uh oh).
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
shoot 'em up, yeah.
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
shoot 'em up, yeah (the city is at war).
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
shoot 'em up, yeah.
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
shoot 'em up, yeah.
A/N: So how was this chapter? I've decided to throw Jacob in, it may make the story line more comples but I'm sure your giant brains can handle it, but it might not be for another two chapters, but it might be in the next, so who knows? I'm listening to 'Nerdy' by 'Busted'. The heatwave here is over and I'm sad. My form won sports day! Woop! Amy & Faye are awesome. Reviews please (: Thanks, Lexie xo
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SORRY!! But I probably won't update for a week or two because I've been banned off the laptop! I had to sneak on to post this and I'll have to write the next chapter on paper and then type it up which will take longer.