The Boy Next Door
Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own Twilight.
Okay, please don't kill me! I promise I have been majorly busy with revision! I will try to update more often from now on, even if it's only short. I don't know how long this entry will be, I guess I'll just write till I get tired. So, here goes…
Chapter 4
BPOV:
A sleepover. Not really my strong suit. Let's just say that I wasn't looking forward to it whatsoever. In fact, I had never actually been on a sleepover, the idea just didn't appeal to me. I had never really known anybody well enough to be invited on a sleepover, and here I was going on one with some people I had known for all of an hour.
"Okay, first things first. You need to pack a bag. And clothes! I NEED to see your wardrobe! Judging by what you're wearing it is clear that you need help!" Alice said, going into full diva mode. The weird thing was I didn't find what she said offensive, even though I probably should have. Nevertheless, it seemed that my honour was going to be defended anyway.
"I think that Bella looks nice." I knew that velvet voice anywhere. Edward. Had Edward just complimented me? Everyone looked to him including me. A small smile spread across my face. I was flattered. I allowed myself to be flattered because I knew that I didn't look nice. I had on my sweats that were too big for me, my old boots, and a raincoat. Not to mention that my hair screamed 'slept on'.
"Thanks." I muttered, suddenly interested in the dirt spot on my shoe.
"Come on Bella, you need to pack a bag!" Alice urged, Rosalie nodding along.
"Alice I have already packed a bag." I said, glancing at my suitcase that was propped by the door. The boys chuckled, but Alice and Rosalie were not amused.
"Very funny, Bella. Now come on, where is your bedroom?" Rosalie probed.
"Um, it's up the stairs, first door to the right." I told them, the realised that the boys were basically left stranded.
"You guys can go watch TV if you like, or you can play on my dad's X-Box. We have Mario Kart?" I don't know why it came out as a question. But all of their faces instantly lit up. They ran to the lounge and got settled. I looked around to see that Rose and Alice had gone upstairs already, so I made my way up to my room. I walked in to see them both in front of my open wardrobes, with matching horrified expressions.
"Are these ALL the clothes you own?" Alice said, clearly mortified.
"There are a few more things in my suitcase downstairs?" I smiled hopefully, but with no luck.
"We need to take you shopping tomorrow." Rosalie said, looking worried. Meanwhile, Alice was still sifting through, flinging each and every item onto a growing heap on the floor.
"That's it! You're wearing some of Rose's clothes." She said sighing. As she began to walk away, I realised that she had left everything on my floor.
"You're cleaning this up!" I said; surprised by my confidence with these people I had just met.
"Okay…" She sighed, walking back. Rose came walking toward me with my small supply of makeup, and some hair straighteners that I forgot I even had. She sat me down and began brushing my hair out. By this time Alice was done with the clothes and she came too and began decorating my face with my unused products. When they were both finished, they let me look in the mirror and I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised.
My hair seemed to shine more as it hung in neat ringlets down past my shoulders. How did they curl my hair with a straightener? I mean the clue is in the name. Straightener. My skin seemed to glow more and my eyed were delicately lined. My lips were a little pinker, but they had held back on the blush, and I was glad; I did enough of that on my own.
"Well?" Alice said, expectant. I paused, teasing her a little.
"I love it." I pronounced.
"You look beautiful." Rosalie said, and coming from someone like her, that was amazing. We went downstairs, and I fund Emmett raiding the kitchen. I cleared my throat loudly, and he jumped, making us girls chuckle. He turned to me and wolf-whistled. I blushed, and the other two guys turned their heads. Jasper gave me a happy smile and a wave, and Edward's eyed gleamed as he gave me that crooked grin that I adored so much. I smiled back. Our contented stare was soon interrupted though.
"I know! Let's all have a Mario Kart tournament!" Emmett yelled, jumping up and down like a little kid.
"Let's do girls against the guys!" Alice squealed back.
"And the winner gets to pick one thing for the loser to do and the loser HAS to do it!" Rosalie said, backing Alice up.
"You're on!" Jasper said, and we all ran back to the lounge, Emmett with the newly acquired cheese puffs. I would have to remember that he clearly ate a LOT.
First, Alice played Jasper, and she won by singing "Look at me I'm Sandra Dee" all the way through, annoying Jasper to no end, accompanied by me and Rose of course. Next, Rosalie played Emmett, and beat him easily. Although me and Alice may or may not have tickled him continuously for the whole game.
Then it was mine and Edward's turn. I was determined to beat him, on my own. I gave Rose and Alice a look that told them not to help me. He got a head start, but I managed to get up behind him by the start of the third lap, and then right before the finish line, I hit him with one of those red spinning things, and I flew past the finish line, a huge grin spreading on my face.
"YES!" Rosalie, Alice and I screamed in unison.
"Jeez Eddie Boy! How'd you lose that? Rose and Ali didn't even help that time!" Emmett said, while Jasper was holding his stomach laughing.
"Okay ladies, so what do we have to do?" Jasper began, cringing slightly.
"Makeover!" Alice screamed, while Jasper groaned. Emmett looked expectantly at Rosalie.
"Hmm… I know! You have to sing me to sleep tonight. Song of my choice!" Rosalie said with an evil grin. Emmett glared at her. It was obvious I was next, that made clear by Edward smirking at me.
"So Bella, what will it be? Your wish is my command."
Ooh! I wonder what she will make him do? Place your guesses in reviews!
Will write again soon,
Lili x