AN: So the title of this story has changed to Port Angeles Angels! I think it's a more fitting name.

I returned back to my friends with my chips and apple long forgotten. I glanced around and saw that everyone in view was wearing cute clothes like colorful leggings, skirts and even crop tops. Our school didn't have a dress code so students gladly wore whatever they wanted.

I can see that Alice was telling Angela more scandals by their facial expressions when I pulled out my chair and hear their continuing conversation "I should have, right! Just wiped his face off with a slap. So disgusting." Alice says with fire, eating her grapes with extra force than normal. "And Bella got burned, too, we both did this weekend."

Angela's head immediately whipped towards me "You slept with someone at the party?"

Thank you, Alice, for putting me in the spotlight like that. I felt the surge of shame fill me "Sadly." I sigh.

"Who?" She asks.

"Yeah, who Bella?" snickers Alice

"Edward... Masen."

Angela just blinked "Oh, c'mon Bella just tell me who!"

I gave her a look of regret "No, really. Masen."

"Yeah, can you believe it! She hooked up with Edward!" Alice tells Angela, whose face morphed into shock and disgust. You see, I really do love Angela but she's not as open-minded like Alice is. Angela has always been the quiet girl in the back of the class who took pride in solely her grades and morals so she can really be a stick in the ass for these types of moments.

"Oh, god. Are you serious?" She looks at me almost accusingly. My face gave her the answer she needed "Gross, Bella. I totally thought you had better taste than that." She makes a face looking over my shoulder at the jock table.

I can understand where her disapproval comes from. Angela mentioned many times that before we became friends with her, she used to get pick on by the jocks. They literally had one of the basketball players befriend Angela just to eventually asked her to the school dance in sophomore year so they can record her reaction after the jerk told her it was just a prank. They even posted it on the PAA website.

"I know, I know" I place my face in my hands "I don't know what happened that night."

"See, this is why I don't go out and drink at parties, you just make a fool out of yourselves." tsked Angela. "I can't believe you guys even wanted to go to Lauren Mallory's party. Those events are insane and filled with sinful things like drugs. You didn't try any of that, too?"

"God no, Ang!" says Alice.

"Not my thing." I agree with an eye roll, Angelas thinking too hard. I opened my bag of chips before I forget to eat them.

Alice seemed tense on that question that Angela asked "It's just cool to experience high school things like parties. I won't lie, I had a lot of fun at the party, excluding the morning, of course. What about you Bella?"

"It was pretty awesome," I admit. I never knew how much fun it would be to dance at a party with other people. I always thought I would feel awkward or claustrophobic but after having all that liquor, all doubts went away.

Angela nods thoughtfully, taking the last bite to finish her sandwich. "Would you guys go again if you could?"

"Definitely," says Alice.

I thought for a second "Probably," I reveal, "But I doubt we'll get another invite." I just said that but after the conversation I had with Misty, I wasn't so sure.

"Oh, I hope we do! I just want another repeat of that night so I can leave with a better experience." Alice says in this wistful tone. I was on the same page as Alice. I saw Angela make a face again, though.

"Yeah, I get it." Angela says and soon changed the subject to a funny video she saw last night.

I felt tingles in my stomach once the bell for our next period rang. I said goodbye to my friends and walked slowly to my next class - Earth and Space honors. The only class I have with Edward Masen.

Once I walked into class, I glanced at Edward who was sitting on the desk, talking to a classmate. I quickly look away and sit at my usual seat behind the red-head Victoria, who's also a model. Her red hair was in an afro style today which made the board harder to read. Edward sat directly on the opposite side of the classroom. I suddenly wished I can switch my seat.

I glanced around and once again I saw that a lot of girls have good style. I never noticed how much fashion has changed since I was a freshman. Victoria in front of me is rocking a long orange romper and here I was, wearing the same outfit I've worn hundreds of times this school year.

I felt self-conscious and couldn't wait to get home. After my class was over, I walked at a fast pace back to my truck. I had a virtual class for my last period so I could leave school after fifth-period class.

I was so grateful to be done with school today, I nearly threw my bookbag onto my couch when I got home and just collapsed on the floor. I lay on my back and gaze at the ceiling while I tried to collect my emotions. I was in a tornado of feelings of such as embarrassment, regret, and longing. I groan into my hands before rising up and onto the couch like a normal person.

I couldn't help it, I opened up Port Angeles Angels site.

I was no longer on the front of the page but a video of the fight today was. The comments were divided by teams, most of them were on Jacobs side. People even blamed Thomas for not going to the party with his girlfriend 'Megan's too hot and wild to be left alone' said an anonymous comment. I shook my head at the world.

Next, there were photos of Jessica Stanley just walking to class. The article and comments raved about her outfit. She wore long, dark green tights with a cute black and white crop top. Her hair was slightly curled and her makeup made her green eyes look mysterious. I felt envy at her fashion style. I clicked on the #fashion button and a bunch of photos of other students popped up neatly. I scrolled down, surprised at how I never noticed what a fashion show our school was.

"What!" I exclaimed as I saw a photo of Alice was on the site. There was a picture of her from two weeks ago wearing that sparkly, pink skirt I thought was outrageous. She looked cute in the close-up photo with her pink eyes shadow sparkling with her smile.

I felt this pit of exclusion in my stomach, how had I been so blind? I clicked on #Alice Cullen and saw there were a few threads with photos of her. I was even in a few shots with her and me together.

I suddenly saw what everyone else saw in me: boring, plain and predictable.

I scrolled down more obsessively clicking or searching for my classmates. Lauren Mallory's style wasn't as bold as Jessicas but more she wore more expensive brands. Rosalie Hale had an endless collection of purses and matchings shoes, she said in an interview that her weekly allowance goes to everything fashion.

Even the boys were spotted on PAA for fashion, Jacob Black liked to rock the bad boy image. I typed in #Edward Masen and saw he had one of the biggest collections of photos. There were photos of Edward just walking to class wearing sexy, bright shirts, photos of him talking to girls at parties or hanging with friends, and even Calvin Klein type mug shots of him shirtless, smoking cigarettes.

He looked like complete eye candy and this site was my candy store.

The last photo that I saw was an old photo of him holding hands and walking with his now ex-girlfriend Tanya. You can see her eyes sparkling with joy and interest as Edward talked to her. I found myself wishing to be that close to him and to be able to hear what he thought about the world. Tanyas outfit was a tight black skirt with a rose-patterned tank top. Even her heels were red and bedazzled with diamonds that matched the jewelry she wore around her neck and wrist.

I knew it was a bad idea to go on this site, the urge to buy clothes was so foreign yet so strong. How can I be sane and go to school tomorrow wearing the same pair of jeans I wear almost every day? I just can't!

I knew I had some money in my savings from my old job, about $200, I could use like half of that... or maybe $150 for clothes. This was a necessity. I scrounged my room for money and I found $20 in my old wallet.

As soon as I heard my mom's car pull up into the driveway, I went quickly to the door to wait for her. The size of my mom's stomach never ceases to amaze me, I have no clue how she can still have another month before the baby is due. I greeted her of course when she walked in with a smile and asked about her day.

"I had a good day and so did this little guy, I had the most amazing chocolate shake," My mom, Renee, took off her sunglasses and revealed slightly narrowed eyes. She rubbed her tummy. "I'm surprised to see you here in the living room waiting for me. What do you want?" She cut straight to the chase.

She made me realize how unattentive I was to my family because usually whenever my parents come home I'm just locked up in my room till dinner. I felt really guilty for asking this, but I was pretty desperate at this point. I twist my hair and ask "I really would like to go shopping and get new clothes, I just wanted to know if I can have some cash?"

Renee looks surprised "Are you serious? When did you suddenly care about clothes?" laughs my mother as she set her purse on a couch.

"I just realized how old my jeans are and I want to upgrade my wardrobe," I shrug.

"One second, baby girl." She says. She dug in her leather black purse and pulls out her coach wallet. She handed me a stack of twenties.

"Aw, mom I didn't mean this much!" I whine, there was like a hundred dollars here! "I just wanted like half of this, you're gonna need this money for baby stuff anyway," I tried to hand her back some. The money felt too heavy in my hands.

Renee shook her head "Bella, sweetie, you might almost be a grown up but you'll still always be my baby. I've waited for ages for my only daughter to ask for money to go shopping, so go call Alice and enjoy every cent." I wrapped my mom in a big hug and thank her. I went upstairs and did exactly what my mother told me and called my best friend.

"Heylo?" sung Alice when she picked up.

"Alice. I have a very important question to ask you." I snicker to get her all riled up.

"What? Tell me!"

"I don't know if you're ready for this..."

"BELLA! DON'T-DON'T YOU DO THIS TO ME." begs Alice. Exactly where I wanted her.

"Will you go shopping with me?"

A beat passed before Alice screams out the longest "YES! YES! BELLA I'LL COME PICK YOU UP RIGHT NOW IT'S LIKE YOU READ MY MIND, OMYGOSH I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS FINALLY HAPPENING! I'M LEAVING NOW SO BE READY! BYE!" I could hear her car revving before she hung up.

I felt like Alice just scattered a part of my brain with how loud she screamed, I've never heard her this excited before. My ear ache made me question if I made a mistake. I knew it was definitely too late to take it all back so I just put the cash into my wallet to wait outside for Alice. She couldn't be far with the amount of energy in her.

Alice parks her car crookedly in my driveway and once I got in the car, she went to full-on fashionista mode. She tells me the latest new clothing lines out and recommended what my new style should be. I immediately got a headache.

First stop at the mall was Starbucks, I needed something to relieve this headache. I made sure this pixie got a decaf beverage or else I wouldn't survive. Alice drags me into dozens of stores and I was stuck with the conundrum of what my new style should be. I obviously got patterned leggings and basic black and white tight tops and a pair of new converse. But what else?
"Are you trying to have regular looking clothes or do you want to be extra?" Alice asks me.

I wanted to say extra... but I knew I just couldn't pull off looking like Tanya or Rosalie ever. They have had their closet full of designer clothes since middles school, $250 could never realistically transform me anywhere near that. "Regular clothes with a hint of extra?"

"That sounds perfect," agrees Alice. She took me into Love Culture, where I was surprised to see a bunch of beautiful looking clothes with a friendly price tag. Alice zoomed around the store, picking clothes based on my complexion and shoved a couple pounds worth of clothes in my hands. It took like an hour to try them all on, Alice cheered on every outfit. It felt nice looking at myself in the mirror wearing something new, I felt my skin glowing with hope already.

We end up picking 10 cute outfits. When we were ringing up the clothes, Alice was faster than me and ended up swiping her card while I reached to grab my wallet. By the time I looked up with a couple bills in my hands, Alice had finished signing. The receipt rang up while I stared at Alice in disbelief "What are you doing?"

"Consider this a gift from me," She smiles at me sweetly but deviously before grabbed the bags.

"Alice!" I was nearly speechless "You shouldn't have, I could have gotten these. They're for me anyways!" I felt so bad that Alice just wasted over a hundred dollars for clothes on me. I really wanted to go back and have Alice get her money back but I already know that'll be impossible.

"It's fine, Bella, this is just a chunk from my monthly allowance. I have enough clothes right now anyway and I'm just really happy to help you be stylish finally."

I breathed out any arguments that were brewing in my mind and just thanked her.

We went to a few more stores such as Traffic for flats and low heels, got a jean jacket and an array of shirts and shorts from Rainbow, then went to Beya for low-cost necklaces and accessories. "This is a must!" Alice says before skipping into Sephora. "You want to really glam up, right?" she asks me.

It was the smile in her eyes that made me say yes. I just noticed that even though her eyes are regular old brown like mine, the soft hues of brown eyeshadow she used made her eyes stand out.

I'm sure learning basic makeup can't hurt. Some color on my pale skin could be a good thing. The Sephora worker recommended a BH Cosmetics palette because of its low cost but it's loaded with colors. I felt excited holding a brand new makeup palette all for me. I felt like such a girl finally, it was such a good, giddy feeling.

When Alice and I make it back home, she had to help me carry the array of bags into my room. We barely got the door open while holding all these bags. Phil and Renee were sitting on the couch and watching tv when they turned around and gasp at the amount of bags "Did you buy the whole mall, Bells?" asks Phil sarcastically.

We all laughed at that "Almost," I say. When we dropped the bags in my room, Alice picked out which outfit is best to wear on the first day of the transformation. She showed me how I should style my hair and what eyeshadow colors to match.

Ping sounded Alice's phone. I know all of Alice's ringtones and meanings but I never heard this one before.

I gave her a questioning look as I saw her face exclaim at the notification. "Oh my gosh, Jasper accepted my friend request on Facebook," She tells me.

I was confused, I thought we were supposed to hate him? "I thought he was an asshole. Why did you add him on FB?"

"I don't know Bella!" She says in a frustrated tone, "He's just so cute and mysterious! Is it crazy I want to get to know him after he rejected me?"

"A bit, yeah," I said truthfully. I didn't want to get into this conversation though because I know my best friend, she loves challenges. I bet she sees figuring out Jasper as the biggest one yet. I just have a feeling nothing good can come out of this.

"Whatever!" Alice dismisses me "I'm gonna go home now and try to talk to him, I'll let you know how that goes. Can't wait to see you tomorrow!"

She blew me a kiss and skipps out my room after I said my goodbye. I was left in a sea of bags in my room and I felt queasy yet excited for tomorrow. I definitely needed a sleeping pill tonight.

-x-

When I woke up Tuesday morning, the pile of shopping bags reminded me of my plan. "Oh, fuck." I moaned into my sheets. I debated for a while if I should actually go through with this.

The fact that I blew most of my savings on these clothes was the main factor that got me up from my bed.

I shimmy into a light brown skirt that had golden buttons then I put on shoulder-less, ruffled white top. I put on a fake diamond flower necklace and look in the mirror.

I feel so overdressed and not feeling like I'm going to school at all. I scroll through the Port Angeles Angels website fashion section to get me at ease. There's no way I can ever be as revealing compared to what the cheerleaders wore, they like the wear the tightest and smallest outfits. I'm pretty sure it's because the parents bribe or bullied the school administration into ignoring a dress code.

Port Angeles is a small town but it's full of big houses and families strapped with cash.

I wash my face with water and actually fixed my hair today instead of shoving it into a bun or ponytail. I put a product Alice gave me to make my hair organized and full of volume. I apply brown eyes shadow with my fingertips on my eyelids and when I looked back in the mirror, I start to get anxious. I look nothing like myself! I look lame, like I'm trying too hard.

I put on my new jean jacket to feel better and made it downstairs.

Phil nearly choked on his coffee when I came downstairs. He stares at me with wide eyes as I pour myself cereal "I don't want to hear it." I tell him.

"Hear what?" He says.

I sat down in front of him, "Any comments on my outfit,"

"You look beautiful." He simply told me.

I felt my face heat up "Thanks."

Once I was in the schools parking lot, I couldn't get out of the car. I texted Alice to please meet me at my truck. Alice came quickly to my aide, I'm sure she was expecting me to want to meet up. This was probably the most nervous I've ever been coming to school.

"Bella, you look amazing!" She says excitedly to me "Now get out of that truck I want to see all of it!"

I obeyed and got out of the car "Yass, queen!" Alice praises me.

"I think I'm gonna throw up," I tell her while looking at my feet.

Alice hooks her arm around mine and began walking "Don't be nervous, you look great! Everyone's gonna be so amazed at how hot you look." I can already see the eyes on us as we walk out of the parking lot. Alice was wearing knee-high boots with a loose blue skirt and black silk tube top.

I noticed Edward was walking with a gang of friends into the school also. He looked amazing in this black leather jacket and jeans but Victora killed the image because she was chatting with him while Lauren was behind them, talking to James. Ahead of us, one of the photography students was taking photos of them walking into the school. You could see all the younger classes were staring at them in awe and respect.

"The secret to looking hot is believing that you are." Alice told me "Just pretend you don't care what anyone thinks."

I repeated Alice's advice in my head and started believing it a bit, easing my anxiety filled thoughts. The photographer that was getting close-ups of Lauren and James before he stops to look at us with raised eyebrows. He left Lauren's side to start snapping many photos of us.

"Oh my god!" I squeezed Alices arm tighter. I've never been in this center of attention before.

"Yes, this is what we want!" Alice threw a couple peace signs and poses.

I saw Lauren stop to turn and look at who stole her spotlight. It was satisfying the way her jaw dropped while looking at me. She took in my outfit with envy, I saw James tug her shoulder to keep moving on. Edward and Victoria turn around also at the commotion. Victoria's look was unreadable but Edward looked at me so intensely that I had to look away from the nerves.

I was filled with butterflies and goosebumps as I entered my first period. Everywhere I went people gaped at my new look. I was receiving compliments from the people sitting around me and the girls asked where I got my outfit. Mike got even creepier after class than usual. I had a feeling he was staring hard at my ass before coming up from behind me in the halls "Bow wow, Bella." Mike tries to say seductively. "I'm digging this new style."

I look at him and felt my new look already making me more arrogant because I finally noticed how Mike's hair looked like it's never seen a brush and his acne was in full spring. He looked even more annoying than usual. When I saw that hard on he was rocking while talking to me, I was done with him. "Bye Mike!" I say in a dark tone and walk into the bathroom.

I fix my hair in the bathroom mirror. My hands were shaking from all these emotions, I look in the mirror and didn't recognize myself, but it was in a good way. I smile at myself. I felt the confidence rise up before walking out the restroom.

At lunch, it was Angela who was weirded out by my appearance. "What happened to you?" She looks at me like I was an alien. It was unsettling.

"Just wanted to change my look, it's senior year you know," I tell her casually.

"Uh huh..." She dissected my outfit "You literally have changed everything in like 24 hours, I can say I'm impressed by how fast it happened."

Alice spoke up on my behalf "I'm happy she's finally becoming aware of the beauty of fashion." She smiles. "If you ever wanna go shopping for a new look also Ang, you know who to call." She winks at her.

Angelas laugh is dry "Yeah, you're gonna have to wait years for that phone call."

"Bella!" I hear Misty's voice call me. She appears at our table, holding her lunch and dragging a cute junior guy with her. "You look gorgeous! Ah!"

"Thank you," I blush slightly at her comment.

"We need to hang sometime out of school girl! I'll hit you up one of these days!" She gave a quick grin to my friends before grabbing her mans hand and walks away. I look back at our table to see Angela giving me a judging look that fades away once our eyes met.

For the first time ever, I was actually happy lunch was over. I felt like Angela's vibe was off, making lunch slightly uncomfortable. I went to drink some water at the fountain before class and when I turned around, I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw Lauren was right behind me.

"Oh! Hi." I say in a breathless tone. My hearts pumping fast after that scare.

"Hello," She says smoothly, eyeing my shirt. "That's a cute top, where did you get it?"

"Love Culture, they have really cute tops there," I tell her.

"Aw, Love Culture, how cute." She says sarcastically.

"Yeah..." I trail off awkwardly, not knowing what to say after that. She turns around and starts digging in her giant Louis Vuitton purse, that is also her bookbag.

She gave me one hard look "I see your fashion is improving. Well, like, anything was better than those hillbilly jeans you used to wear."

I bite my lip nervously at this comment. "Thanks?" My body is ready to brace itself for whatever insult is gonna be sent my way.

"You seem like you've been out of the loop so I'll let you know the 4-1-1, these next parties are gonna be the last ones I'll ever have in high school so attendance is super high class and super important, so don't make me regret doing this." She says menacingly while handing me two envelopes. "And if I see you wearing any of your old, ugly clothes you're invitation will be revoked! Aidos," She calls out before walking away.

My brows raised while looking down at my hands. Two golden envelopes sat beautifully on the palms of my hand, we were invited back for another famous LM party.

AN: So this chapter was supposed to be the shortest one, but somehow ended up instead being the longest chapter I've written so far. Phew, glad to be done and ready for this roller coaster to pick up speed in next chapter. I know we're all missing Edward action here, but bare with me! Bella x Edward will come soon so I'm just developing the characters now! Follow, follow, follow!