It was full of branded clothes, handbags, shoes, and accessories. Name one internationally renowned brand and there you go, it's in the closet.
How can I wear all these in a year? Even after a year there will still be some left not worn, for sure. I am actually feeling light-headed now, as I realize i will have to suffer from headaches every morning just to choose my outfits for the day.
I think I was too drifted away in my thinking that I didn't realize every single one of them were staring at me, holding back from laughing.
Hah, surely Edward must have been eavesdropping again, and he told everyone what I was thinking about currently.
"Is it really THAT funny? Alice, no offense. But don't you all think this is ridiculous?" I asked. They all nodded in agreement.
Through their eyes, I think they had the same problem as me.
"Olive, you don't like it?" Alice asked with a tone of sadness in it.
"Of course i like it. But I think we are spending way too much. First the renovation fees, then this? All these require money, and its all Carlisle's hard earned money." I complained.
This time they no longer hold back, they laughed.
Esme quickly said, "Dear, Carlisle's work isn't our only income. Don't you forget we live for eternity and most of us are centuries old. Alice has got visions too, so she would know how the stock market is going about, and the lottery. So, money isn't really our main concern."
Edward then interrupted, "You know, Alice won't let us wear the same outfit for twice, so no worries."
"Oh, I see. Sorry Alice," I said apologetically. "Apology accepted." Alice beamed.
"But Alice, I won't want to have headache choosing the outfit every single time."
Alice laughed, "No worries little baby, I'd be glad to choose the outfit for you every time!" Everyone laughed, except for me, who said "Thanks Alice! Thanks guys! I love you all!"
To everyone's surprise, it was Rosalie who came and threw me a big hug, one that was just like Emmett's.
Somehow, a few days back , Bella managed to tell me, that everyone was astonished by how Rosalie adored me and treated me like her own little baby sister or even so, her daughter.
They thought it was because I looked like Rosalie. Hell no! Even as a vampire, Rosalie is the greatest beauty in the world, and they said I look like her? Oh come on, she is stunningly beautiful, with a perfect figure which all models would trade their lives for.
I shook my head at the thought of this.
There is no way I look like Rosalie, though I have never really looked at myself in the mirror. I'm just pleased at how I could blend in well with this family, and Rosalie too.
She really took care of me as if I was her daughter, but from a human's perspective, she looked more like my sister than a mother figure.
That is why at times I call Rosalie 'Mum', while I call Esme 'Momma.'
Now that I'm used to it, I am stuck to the word "mum" since whenever I called her that, her lips would curve into a smile. Anything that makes her happy…..
There was once during the summer holidays I saw Edward playing Bella's lullaby, and I did sheepishly asked, "Edward… Erm… I… I…was wondering if you.."
"Sure, I will teach you the basic first." He cut me off.
Then I started learning from Edward, my music teacher.
It turned out I did not need a music teacher after all.
When I knew how to read the music notes, I could sight read all songs.
Everyone was as equally stunned as Edward when they heard me playing Chopin's Etudes, Beethoven's Sonatas, Schubert's Impromptus, and others the following day.
Edward congratulated me with a hug, "Olivia! I had no idea how that happened, but you are really talented. Only half a day of learning how to read music notes and now you can play Chopin, Beethoven, Liszt! You're… You're amazing!"
I thanked him. Personally, I had this impression that I once learned piano in my past. If not, how in the world could I play all these songs as excellent and emotional as those music prodigies.
But I really do enjoy playing the grand piano every single day. It kept me company and I was happy being in my own little world.
"Wake up honey! We're already late!" Rosalie shouted and drew the curtain, letting the faint light from outside fall upon me.
Gosh, what time is it? Why can't I sleep a little longer?
I rubbed my eyes and looked out of the window, oh, it's a rainy day again. Which means we are having our family activity, yet again.
"5 more minutes please, mum," I yawned, still snuggled comfortably beneath the thick warm comforters.
"Olivia Hale!" she shrieked. "You better wake up before I lift the bed up. Today is the first day of school and we don't want to give the teachers to have any bad impressions on us.''
Wait, did she mention the word, school?
Right, today is the first day of school. Yes! I get to mix around with normal humans. Finally…
Without another moment of delay, I dragged my seemingly heavy legs to the washroom, still half asleep, and had a quick warm bath. That did the trick for I was as fresh as a daisy in an instance.
Then I put on the clothes that had been laid on my bed. A white tube, a black jacket, and a jeans. I tied a ponytail with the butterfly scrunchy which matched my ring. A pair of earrings, a little mascara and lip gloss, and off I ran to the kitchen.
"Good morning dear," Esme said, while I kissed her cheeks.
"Good morning momma, and everyone," I ate my breakfast as fast as I could, because everyone else was waiting for me, patiently.
I felt bad for letting them wait. I sighed, "Sorry."
"Never mind." Bella said when all of us got out of the house.
"So, which car do you wanna ride on today?" Mr. Teddy asked.
Glancing from left to right, I couldn't decide.
I went to Renesmee and took her hands, "Ness, I will go with u."
"Okay, let's go!" said the excited girl.
We got into Edward's Volvo while Rose drove her red convertible.
As the image of the building drew closer, I felt my heart beat even faster. Bella turned and comforted me, "Don't worry, you will be alright. We will be your guide throughout the day."
I reminded myself about what I learned during yoga lessons with Rosalie, breathe in, breathe out, Olivia.
Edward parked his car next to Rosalie's convertible.
Okay, Olivia, here it goes. The first day of high school.
Ness held my right hand and brought me to the office.
"Hi, my name is Gloria Cullen, and this is Olivia Hale." She said.
"Hi, both your brothers and sisters have collected their schedules. Now here you go." The receptionist said, giving each of us our schedule and a map of the school. To make things easier, she highlighted the fastest route to take after each lesson.
"Thanks Mrs. Marple." I said before Ness pulled my out of the office.
"Now let's see, what do we have together!" Ness shouted excitedly.
"Oh my God! Olivia! We can stick together this whole year!" Ness cheered.
Both of us jumped up and down like little girls who have been given ice-creams.
"Calm down girls." Edward said, popping out of no where. "Now let's get going before we are late."
Hand-in-hand, we danced gracefully to our first class, Trigonometry.
We went to the teacher's table, wished him and passed him the letter.
"Oh you are the new students. I am Mr. Emerson, your Trigonometry teacher."
He then faced the class and announced in his hoarse voice, "Class, I shall introduce you, Olivia Hale and Gloria Cullen."
Waving to our new classmates and throwing smiles across the classroom, we walked to the back where Mr. Emerson told us our tables were.
Then we had another three classes before the bell rung. Lunch time!
My stomach was grumbling and thoughts of warm, delicious food filled my mind.
I pulled Ness and quickly ran to the cafeteria. After getting our meals, we went over to where all the Cullens were seating.
"Hey Ness, hey Olive! How was your first day of school?" asked Alice.
Ness said, "Its just the same as my first day at school in Atlanta that time. How bout u Olivia?"
I swallowed the last piece of sandwich and spoke proudly, "It was fun! But boring at times, for somehow, I already knew what the teachers were teaching about. Maybe I learned them in my past."
"It's a good thing you girls enjoyed yourself." Edward smiled. But it was immediately followed by a groan.
"The guys think that you girls are gorgeous but most of the girls just think that you're bitches. Shallow." He rolled his eyes.
Out of sudden, he scanned the cafeteria, as if he was looking for someone.