Sorry this is so late, but I had to help my Dad move from Nebraska. Bella's Shelter is going to be delayed for a little while longer! PS. I just read The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner! So good!

If I owned Twilight, do you really think I'd be writing on Fanfiction?

BPOV

"Hi Mom! I'm home!" I yelled as I slung my backpack on to the wooden table in the foyer.

"How was your first day? Did you make new friends?"

"Good, Mom, and ya, I did. Jessica Stanley and Angela Webber. And, um… Edward Cullen.." I paused here, and then mumbled, "he asked me out."

"And you said yes? Time? Date? Place?"

"Of course I said yes! 7, tomorrow, Simone's Place. He's picking me up." It was fun having a mom who was more of a sister than a mother.

"Ohmygosh, what are you going to wear? We'll have to go shopping, and do your hair, and makeup –" This proves my point.

"Mom, relax! Gosh, you're more worried them I am." Ok, so the last part was a lie. But why stress her out even more?

THE NEXT DAY

It was Saturday, which was good, because I needed time to freak out about the date without distraction. I woke up at 9:30, and spent half the day trying to find an outfit. My mom had told me that Simone's was semi-formal, so I couldn't just go with the classic dark wash jeans and flowy top combo. I smiled when I found my khaki skirt, the only skirt I own. I carefully laid out my skirt on my bed; then dove back in to the mess to look for a matching shirt. I pulled out the matching blouse and groaned. It had gotten all wrinkled. Glancing at the clock, I let out another groan. I had to hurry if I wanted to get my hair and makeup done in time. Looking up, I spotted the last blouse hanging. It was a royal blue one with a cute beaded neckline. I jumped in the shower, using my favorite strawberry shampoo.

My outfit was perfect. My hair, which I had straightened, was hanging straight down my back. My makeup, which was natural, was applied to perfection and un-smudged. I was ready. I began walking downstairs, when I realized something was missing. Shoes! I ran back to my room, and, after pushing back my piles of clothes, I found them. The perfect shoes. They were royal blue flats with the same beading technique as my blouse. I slipped them on just as the door bell rang. Edward was here.

Bet ya thought the date was coming, right? WRONG! That'll be in the next chapter!