Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic. Reviews would be appreciated and criticism as well. Well we'll see how it goes. Here's the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!! Stephenie Meyer is the genius who owns all these wonderful characters!! :(
I groaned as Alice brought up yet another outfit for me to wear.
"Come on Alice! Not another one!" I complained. We were at the mall. Alice was pulling out millions of random clothes that could possibly look cute on me. She seemed to hear my complaining and stopped to pout at me. She knew I couldn't resist that face.
"Please Bella?" she asked with the combination of her pout.
"Oh all right." I conceded. Her pout was replaced by a triumphant grin.
"So what else are we doing? Other than you using me as your personal Barbie?" I asked. Her face was suddenly replaced with a mischievous and slightly evil grin.
"I'm not telling!" She said in a sing-songy type of voice.
"Why won't you tell me?" I demanded. My face was starting to flush red with anger.
"Because it's a surprise and I know you'll say no if I told you" she countered.
She got me there. For some strange reason she seemed to know what the future might bring. Then again, I may just be predictable.
"Alice, you know I hate surprises. You're my best friend! Why are you doing this?" I whined. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"You just need to get out more. Just to be away from your precious books for tonight. Besides, you were in desperate need of some new clothes." She answered. The redness of my blush from earlier heated up my face once more.
"What's wrong with my clothes?" I mumbled. Alice gave me a sympathetic smile.
"No offence Bells, but have you seen your clothes lately? They are so last year."
"But you're the one who bought them for me!" I protested. She merely shrugged and continued her hunt for my new wardrobe. I sighed and followed her reluctantly.
When we got to my house, I dropped off all my new clothes in my room. As I started to walk down the stairs, I paused halfway. Alice was talking to someone enthusiastically on the phone. I managed to catch a bit of what they were saying.
"No, she doesn't know yet." Alice whispered excitedly. She waited for a moment for the person to reply.
"Why would I tell her? You know how she will react, Rose." She argued. She paused for a moment before laughing. That scared me slightly. I was pressed against the wall. I strained my ears to hear the conversation. Not daring to even breathe in fear of getting caught.
"Hmm… maybe I should bring a camera. I'd like to remember the look on her face when she sees what we have planned." Alice mused. My breath caught as I realized they were talking of the plan they had for me tonight.
"Alright, I have to hang up. Bella should be down pretty soon. I'll see you tonight. Love you, Rose." She said as she listened for a moment before hanging up her phone.
"I wonder what's taking Bella so long. I better check." She thought aloud. As soon as those words processed in my mind, I ran as quietly as I could to the bathroom, nearly tripping and falling flat on my face in the process. I closed the door. I waited to hear the sound of footsteps crossing. Sure enough, a few seconds later, I heard them walk past the bathroom door and into my room. A few seconds later I heard my bedroom door close.
"Hey Bella?Where are you?" Alice called out.
"I'm in the bathroom!" I yelled back.
"Oh. Thank goodness. I thought you ran away or something. Trying to get out of my surprise?" Alice said. I could hear the smile and smirk in her voice.
"Running away? Only in my dreams, Alice, only in my dreams." I teased. I could almost see her rolling eyes and her little tongue sticking out. I laughed to myself. After that Alice agreed to wait downstairs. This left me to explore my thoughts. My head still swam with what I heard from my eavesdropping. What were Alice and Rosalie planning that they wanted to keep from me? I prayed it wasn't another shopping spree. Once you got those two in a mall, there's almost no stopping them. Unless I got injured, which happened quite often, and then they would just buy even more clothes to match my cast, crutch, etc. I tried to come up with any more ideas, but none came to mind. I unlocked the bathroom door and walked downstairs slowly. Alice ran towards me.
"There you are slow-poke! What took you so long?" She whined.
"Hey, that's something you can't rush you know." I replied with a slight smirk on my face. She made a sort of gagging motion and waved me over, back up to the bathroom. She sat me in front of the vanity mirror she bought for my house. (Though no one really uses the mirror, except when Alice uses it for makeovers on me.) She quickly put curling rolls in my brown hair. Then she pulled out her mascara. I opened my mouth to protest, but she threw a death glare to my reflection. She put the mascara on lightly and smeared on blood-red lipstick. That's where I put my foot down.
"Alice!" I complained.
"What now?" Alice said rolling her eyes.
"Why did you have to put on the red lipstick?" I questioned.
"Relax, Bells, it's not like anyone's going to see it.
"What?" I asked. She paused. Alice then proceeded to shrink back. Looking like a little kid who just ruined a… surprise.
"That had to do with the surprise tonight? Didn't it?" I inquired. She didn't answer. She just shook her head slightly.
"Wait, you said no one was going to see it. Why did you do my make-up?" I asked. A small, evil little smile lit up her face. Her lips closed into a stiff line. It was as if she had locked away her voice. I gave up afterwards and let her lead me into my room. After Alice found the "perfect" dress for me, with some whining, complains, and blushing on my part, I looked at my reflection. My jaw nearly dropped off my face. The dress had the colors of deep blue and a lighter brown. It hugged my curves slightly, but flowed towards the bottom. It reached down a little past my knees. It was complimented with a pair of diamond earrings, a golden chain with a small charm for a necklace, and dangerous looking heels that matched the colors of the dress. All in all, I looked pretty, almost beautiful. Alice chuckled at my expression. I turned around and blushed. I had nearly forgotten she was there.
"Thank-you Alice." I mumbled so quietly, I could barely hear what I said.
"I'm sorry. What was that?" She asked. There was a huge grin upon her face with traces of teasing and pride. I blushed even deeper and repeated what I said.
"Well, you're welcome. I'm glad you liked it." She added with a wink. "Come on. Let's get going." We walked out of the house. I slid into the passenger's seat of Alice's Porshce. When Alice came in, she adjusted the radio to a pop station. Meanwhile, I started to buckle up, nervousness and anticipation started to fill me as I thought of what could be the surprise. Alice looked over at me.
"You are really over paranoid with the whole "buckle up" rule." She teased.
"Hey! You try growing up with a police chief as your dad." I objected. Which reminds me, buckle up miss. You never know what will happen." Alice rolled her eyes at me, but complied. She started to speed down the darkness of the streets of Forks. She, then, turned to me again and asked,
"I have a quick question, Bella. Tell me, have you ever been on a blind date?"
Cue dramatic music. Dum dum dum! Ok that's my first chap. I apologize for any cheesiness, grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes, in advance. Please review. It will tell me whether I should continue or just stop. Any reviews are welcome. They make me feel all warm inside. :) :D