There was some confusion about the last chapter; sorry about that. :) I updated chapter 10, but there was the author's note, and I forgot about that, so I deleted the chapter 11 and replaced it. Hope that clears things up. Thanks to SenseandSensibility, who helped me with this chapter and gave me their outfits and the funny letter. Chapter's dedicated to her and to XFrozenEclipseX for telling me to update. :)


Starlight – Chapter 11: It's Bella Barbie Time!

Bella's POV:

Bella Barbie Time sucks.

No, wait. That is a big understatement. Bella Barbie Time is my personal hell on earth.

But nobody's complaining.

Except me.

"Alice, is that really necessary?" I complained as she rubbed some stuff on my face.

"Yes, Bella. Foundation is necessary," she replied patiently.

I fell silent as she continued her work. Meanwhile, Rosalie was giving me a manicure.

"Guys, seriously, are this needed?" I managed to ask while Alice placed some blush on my cheeks. "Aren't you going a little bit overboard? I mean, it's just a dance."

"Not just any dance," Alice said matter-of-factly. "This is the party. I got an invitation for it from a… friend about a week ago."

"Can I see it?" I asked eagerly, curious about her tone when she said the word friend.

"Later, once we're done with your makeup," she said.

I sulked. A while later, I continued complaining. "Don't you have to put your own makeup?" I asked them.

Rosalie smirked. "Bella, before ten minutes are up, our faces are fully made up."

'We're experts," Alice added. She had now proceeded to putting some eye shadow.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, causing Alice to smack my head.

Later, Rosalie continued on my feet. I resisted shoving my feet to her face while she did my pedicure. It caused me to giggle. My laughter was cut short when I let out a shriek.

"Alice!" I yelled. "Are you trying to blind me?"

They snickered. "Yeah, Bells. We're trying to blind you with mascara. Real smart of us."

"I knew that," I bluffed, blushing at my stupidity as she continued on applying it. Minutes after, Rosalie was finished and she started preparing her outfit. Alice wasn't finished with her 'mission' yet. "Alice," I began.

"Don't talk," she interrupted me. "I'm putting on lipstick, and unless you want to look like a clown, I suggest no talking." Her eyes twinkled. "After all, don't you want your lips to look extra good tonight? Kissable? You'll be doing my brother a favor if you keep quiet."

I fell silent as I felt a blush trough my cheeks. A minute after, thankfully, Alice finally finished.

"All done," she announced.

"Hallelujah!" I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air. Alice shook her head.

"Can I see the letter?" I asked. "Please? Pretty please?"

Alice glared at me. "You don't forget easily," she muttered, opening a drawer. She pulled out a blue envelope and opened it.

She started reading. "Dear Alice," she started, putting on a British accent.

"He's British?" I asked.

Her eyes narrowed. "How did you know that it's a he? Anyway, he's not. I'm just reading it like that since its more fun. Now keep quiet! Dear Alice, my soon- I mean, Dear Alice, I, Maxwell Gregory Jones Williams, invite you to my very super duper very superb fantastically awesome party. Thanks in advance! Be free to bring anyone with you."

"Can I see it?" I asked.

"No," she replied abruptly, putting it back in the drawer. "I have to change now." She got a dress and went in the bathroom just as Rosalie went out.

'What's up with the little pixie?" she asked curiously.

I smiled slyly as I quietly got the envelope out. "This." I held it up and her eyes grew large.

"So that's where she hid it!" she exclaimed. She clamped a hand over her mouth. "Oops… Let me see!"

I opened it and read the letter silently.

Dear Alice, my soon to be girlfriend,

I, Maxwell Gregory Jones Williams, invite you to my very super duper very superb fantastically awesome party. Tainks in advance! Be free to bring anyone with you.

Love,

Maxie

P.S. - The party will be Maxtastic with you there. ;)

"Oh."

"My."

"God."

We stared at each other, our eyes huge. Rosalie let out a squeal. "Alice has an admirer!"

"I have a what?" Alice said angrily from the door, her hands on her hips. "You got it after I told you not to?" She grabbed it from my hands and stuffed it in her drawer.

"Why are you so mad?" Rosalie asked, concerned.

Alice took a deep breath. "Look, I'm sorry. It's just that this guy has been bothering me, and I don't like him!"

"Well, you have good taste. Did you see how he spelled thanks? T-A-I-N-K-S." I smirked. "Is he even educated?"

"Ha ha," Rosalie said dryly. "Why are you attending anyway?"

"Because his parties are awesome," she admitted. I snorted. Typical Alice. "We'll talk about him later. You still need to change, and we still need to put on makeup."

Rolling my eyes, I got my dress and changed, careful not to ruin their work. I didn't want to endure it again. Once I finished and went out, all their faces were all made up. They then proceeded to style my hair.

"Ow!" I yelped as Alice tried to detangle my hair.

"Should we bring the tranquilizer?" Rosalie asked gravely.

"I'm shutting up now," I instantly replied.

I hummed a song quietly until they finished.

"Now… look in the mirror!" I did, and I gasped, since I looked… well, beautiful was the only word to describe myself. I didn't look so boring anymore. They did a great job; I have to give them that.

We were all finished with a few minutes to spare.

"Well, guys, remember a certain bet we had?" Alice brought up.

"Yeah! And-"

"Knock knock!" We heard loud banging.

"Emmett is so immature," Alice muttered.

"But he's cute immature," Rosalie interjected.

Alice shrugged. "True. But I give you a week before you get annoyed." Rosalie just stuck her tongue out.

"Wait guys," I said slyly. Raising my voice, I called out, "Who's there?"

There was a pause. "Justine!"

"Justine?" I repeated. I looked at the girls. "Isn't that Emmett?"

"Justine who?" Alice called.

"We're just in time to get you girls. Now are you going to open the door or do you want us to be late?" Edward asked.

'Fine, fine." Alice looked at us. "Go hide in the bathroom and come out when I tell you to." Rosalie and I quickly walked. In there, I heard the door open and Alice greet them.

"Hi Alice," Jasper said.

"Where's Rosalie?" Emmett boomed. At the same time, Edward asked, "Where's Bella?"

"Girls! They're calling for you!" Alice yelled.

"I think this is our cue," Rosalie whispered. She went out, and I followed behind.

I saw the guys and my eyes widened. They looked so handsome and… perfect, all wearing a tux. I did the mistake of looking in Edward's eyes. I got lost in them immediately.

"Ahem." Alice cleared her throat. "Bella? Edward? Stop drooling at each other. We have to go now," she teased. I actually checked if there was drool coming out. That has happened before…

We went out and got in the limo waiting for us. Yes, limo. (A/N: It first came out as 'We went out and got in the lime waiting for us'.)

"You look beautiful," Edward whispered. I instantly blushed. Okay, something is wrong with me. It's supposed to be Edward who blushes, not me!

"Thanks," I whispered. I was wearing a dark blue dress with thin spaghetti straps. It reached my ankles, and it had a flowy skirt.

"You look handsome, too." He instantly turned red. Ha! Who's blushing now?

"So tell me, what is Bella Barbie time? You never told me what it meant," he said.

I sighed. "It is when Alice and Rosalie dress me up and place a lot of make up on me like a Barbie doll."

He laughed. "I'll have to thank them. They did a great job on you. You look really amazing."

"Yeah, but next to them, I still look kind of plain," I said, feeling a little insecure. Sure, I was popular, but that didn't mean I'm super confident all the time. Alice was wearing a short black dress with cut outs, showing her pale skin. Rosalie was wearing a bright red dress with a plunging neckline. It was extremely tight, showing off her statuesque figure.

"No you don't," he disagreed, kissing my cheek. "You look just as beautiful as them. The most beautiful, even."

"Stop flattering me," I laughed, feeling embarrassed.

He looked baffled. "I'm not flattering you. I'm merely stating the truth."

Okay…

"Hey Alice," I said, trying to avoid looking at Edward, since my cheeks were now flaming. "You promised to tell me more about 'Maxie'."

"Oh yeah." She grimaced. "I met him in a party, and he has kept on annoying me since."

"He has?" Jasper cut in, sounding mad.

Alice looked alarmed. I couldn't blame her, since it was not a good idea to get on Jasper's bad side. "Not really," she assured him. "Just the occasional party invitation and such."

He calmed down a little bit. "If you say so," he said, not entirely convinced.

"Rosalie?" I suddenly said, since I never heard her speak during the ride. I remembered she sat in the back seat with Emmett… and I did the mistake of looking back.

"My eyes!" I yelled. Rosalie and Emmett were making out.

Jasper also looked back. "Get a room!" he yelled. They finally heard us and broke away. Rosalie blushed brightly and quickly smoothed her hair and dress.

"What happened back there?" Alice raised a brow.

Rosalie looked panicked. "I can explain…"

I started to giggle. "Emmett… you look like a clown!" It was true, too. He had lipstick on his face. He quickly wiped it off.

"Who started it?" Edward waggled his eyebrows.

"Guilty," Rosalie smiled sheepishly. "But he was so cute…"

"I am?" Emmett perked.

Rosalie groaned. "Now see what you made me say? Now it's in his thick head!"

He rolled his eyes.

"Excuse me, but we're here," our chauffeur interrupted.

We stepped out of the limo. I gasped as I saw the huge building in where the party was held.

"Whoa… Maxie is one rich dude," I gaped.

"Alice, you should really go out with him." Rosalie suggested.

"No thank you," Alice sniffed. Her voice dropped into a whisper. "I have Jasper, you idiot! Why don't you go date him?"

"Excuse me?" Rosalie asked. "But I have Emmett, if that little show didn't prove it. What about you Bella?"

This is stupid. We're telling each other to date this stupid guy!

"Um, no thanks. I like my men educated." I laughed. "Besides, what would Edward say?"

"So I take it you and Edward are getting along together?" Alice asked me.

"Well…" I blushed slightly. "I have a confession to make later. Not now, or else you'll never end with the teasing."

Rosalie looked intrigued, while Alice didn't look surprised. Does she know? No… that's impossible. Is it?


I'm sorry if the story seems kind of unrealistic, but this is just fiction, and done just for the fun of it. The answer to last chapter's question: none. All of you got it correct! It was Noah, not Moses. Moses is, and I quote, 'The dude in the basket' from Mrs-Cullen-410. That cracked me up. :) This chapter's question:

A security guard was working a night shift. His boss was going to travel to another country the next day. On that day he was about to fly out, the guard told him not to, since he had a dream that the plane he is going to ride will crash. The boss didn't go, and the plane did crash. That very day, the boss fired the guard. Why did he do that?

Think you can answer that? Please review!

Jen

P.S.- Today is our graduation! Aaahh!!!!!!