A/N This is my first story. I've never really written before. Tell me if you like it.

The Mis-Adventures of the Cullen Kids

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I woke up this morning to an earthquake. At least that's what it felt like.

Really it was just Alice, (as usual) the first one up. I don't understand how she could sleep for four hours and then just wake up happy and hopping. Hopping on my bed!

"Alice! Please leave me alone for five more minutes. Go get Rosalie up."

"Really Bella! You can't just lie in bed like this. We have to get up and ready for school."

"I knew this sleep over was a horrible idea." I muttered, while barricading myself between the mattress and my wall.

"And Rosalie is already up. She's picking your clothes out as we speak."

"What happened to the clothes I laid out last night?"

"Bella, this is truly disrespectful! I can't believe you would think I'd let you go to our first day of the 7th grade dressed like that! That shirt was all wrong! And paired with that skirt?! Letting you leave the house in that would be a crime against fashion! You would have started the entire year on the wrong foot!"

"Alright, Alice, I'll get up."

"Finally! Your clothes will be on the bathroom counter."

I watched as Alice flew off my bed and into the hallway, probably to join Rosalie downstairs for breakfast. I don't know how I got roped into this plan. I drowsily made my way across the hall to the bathroom. I twisted the knob in my shower to hot and stepped into the already warm water, probably not cooled yet from Rosalie's shower. (I had noticed the hair-dryer still plugged into the outlet and put it back into the cabinet.) As I stood, shampooing my hair, I thought about last night.

Why had I agreed to let Alice and Rosalie over for a slumber party the day before our first day of Junior High? I think that somewhere in my clouded brain I had believed that we would get to sleep at a decent time. But does that ever happen when I'm with my two best friends, Alice Cullen and Rosalie Hale? I don't think so. In fact, last night is proof.

We all knew that today was one of the most important days of our adolescent lives, yet we still stayed up until four in the morning! Alice was unaffected of course. Rosalie didn't have to worry because she's beautiful, and no shadow would ever dare form under her perfect eyes. As for me? I always look less than spectacular. I'm so plain, it's unfair. I have pale skin and brown hair. Brown eyes. Everything about me screams 'Average!'

I stepped out of the shower and towel-dried my hair. When I start to slip into my clothes I notice one of the bras that my mom got me this summer when I spent two weeks with her in phoenix. We got them really as a pre-caution because I hadn't really anything to fill it up with. I couldn't even fill out the smallest size we could find. Renee insisted though that we at least get a few for when I did need them.

I stood there staring at it for a moment, feeling a familiar warmth flood across my cheeks. I can't believe I had only just now realized that I might need this. I did notice this summer that my chest had been growing a bit but I didn't pay to much attention to it. I was still just a kid and I didn't want to have to worry about bras. That is the reason that this, and the other four Renee bought me had been buried deep down in the depths of my closet as soon as I arrived back in Forks.

I picked up the plain pink bra and held it up to my chest. I was stunned to see that it fit flush with me. Only at the beginning of this summer had I gotten it and now it seemed to be filled perfectly. Now I really was embarrassed. This being in my pile of clothes not only meant that

Rosalie had found the pink bag in the bottom of my closet, but she had recognized before me that I needed to wear it.

I threw on the rest of my clothes, including the bra, blushing the entire time. The blush lasted even as I skipped down the stairs to join my two best friends for breakfast. I saw Alice's eyes start to twinkle as I plopped into the chair at the kitchen table.

"Oh great, Bella! You're wearing it. You were up there so long I thought I might have to come up and help you put it on."

My eyes widened and Rosalie giggled. Charlie had been pouring himself some coffee in a travel mug, but when that comment had come out of Alice's mouth he turned to look at us.

"What is Bella wearing?" Charlie asked innocently. It only made my blush turn from a pink to a deep scarlet. Rosalie let a laugh escape her lips.

Alice turned to Charlie and simply said, "A bra."

Now I wasn't the only one with a red face. I sank low in my chair while Charlie stood there with his mug halfway to his mouth, staring at Alice as if she had just spoken in another language. I could almost see the moment the word clicked in his brain. He started stammering about being late for work and nearly tripped running out the kitchen door.

Alice and Rosalie could not contain there laughter any longer, so they burst. Laughing loudly and clutching their sides, they both rolled out of their kitchen chairs onto the floor.

"Thanks a lot you guys! Now it's going to be even more awkward between me and my dad. Have fun down there. I'm going to wait outside for your dad, Alice. You two really are great friends!" My embarrassment had quickly turned to anger as I watched them have a laugh at my expense.

"I'm sorry Bella! I didn't mean to embarrass you. It was just Charlie's expression. I didn't think it would be a big deal if he knew. I mean, you are his daughter!" Alice tried to explain to me as she followed me to the front door where we picked up our backpacks.

"Really Bella. It is no big deal. Charlie should have realized that you grew up a lot this summer. We are in the 7th grade now. And we all wear bras." Rosalie chimed in.

"Please can we just stop talking about this? I just want to forget about it! I didn't even think I needed to wear one yet." I mumbled the last bit, embarrassed beyond belief.

"Alice and I were going to tell you but we didn't want to embarrass you. It really isn't a big deal though. Alice and I wear them too."

I stared at Alice, then at Rosalie. I really didn't want to talk about this so I just stepped out the front door. Luckily they couldn't pursue the topic any further because the moment my foot hit the yard we saw Alice's dad, Dr. Carlisle Cullen pull up in his SUV. I ran over to the car and hopped into the seat in front of the boys. Edward, Emmett, and Jasper all sat in the very back seat of the Suburban.

"What's up Bella?" Emmett chuckled as he noticed my blush.

"Bella what's the matter? You look a little angry?" Jasper added.

"Hey Bella, are you ok? What's the matter? We just saw Charlie speed out of here like there was a fire somewhere." Edward said to me. He sounded really concerned.

"Oh she's just upset that we told Charlie that she is wearing a bra for the first time today." Alice stated as she and Rosalie scooted up the other side of the seat.

"Alice!" I practically screamed. I stared at Alice unbelieving. She didn't really just say that in front of everyone.

"What? It's just our boys! Seriously. It's not a big deal, right guys?"

I turned to look in the backseat, my face once again glowing bright red. It only grew redder as I studied each of their faces. Jasper looked at me with wide eyes, almost embarrassed. Emmett looked like he was trying to choke back his laughter. Edward was wide eyed and looking at me in the most peculiar way. I could swear I had never seen him look at me this way before. His eyes drifted down to glance at my chest and I quickly spun around locking my arms crossed over my chest feeling very self conscious.

Emmett finally lost his battle and bust out with a loud laugh. Rose punched his arm to try and get him to shut up.

Mr. Cullen was observing this all from the front seat and decided to finally chime in- "Emmett, stop that. This is a perfectly natural part of growing up for a young woman. It's nothing to laugh at."

Although Carlisle seemed to mean well, it only made me even more horrified at this idiotic situation. I scrunched low in my seat trying to become as invisible as I could. I glared at Alice and then devotedly stared out of my window. I refused to speak to Alice until we got all the way to school.

I cannot believe that Alice, whom I believed to be my best friend, betrayed me like this. She just had to go and say that in front of the boys. Emmett would never let me live this down. It was like the story of the first time I met the Cullen kids.

We all met on the first day that I came to Forks, in fact. Alice, Rosalie, Jasper, and I were five, Edward was six, and Emmett was six and a half. I had just gotten to Charlie's house when I slipped on some ice and split my forehead open. There was a pretty deep gash, so Charlie rushed me to the emergency room.

I met Alice and Edward at the hospital. They were there with Dr. Cullen while he worked that day. Carlisle was the one that stitched me up. Alice thought my stitches were cool. Edward kissed my forehead and said that he hoped I got better soon. We three became instant friends and I was soon invited to Alice's birthday party that she was later that day.

When I arrived at her party, Alice decided it was time to play pin the tail on the donkey. I enjoyed watching Emmett stick Edward with his donkey tail, which made Edward stick him right back. Jasper broke up the fight, while Rosalie pinned the tail perfectly. Alice tied hers into a bow and pinned it in the donkey's hair as a "much needed accessory" in her words.

It was my turn then so Esme blindfolded me and Carlisle pointed me in the right direction. I started walking toward the wall and wouldn't you believe I tripped again, stabbing the donkey tail into my palm. Edward, Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper all ran to help and console me, while Emmett rolled around the floor laughing at me. I became friends with all of the Cullen's that day.

But to this day, Emmett won't let me forget that I can't walk across a flat even surface without tripping over something. Just like I knew he would never let me forget that I grew breasts this summer.

"Yeah Bella, don't be embarrassed! It's completely natural to wake up one summer and need a BRA!" Emmett blurted out between laughs, seemingly proving my point. He will never let me forget this.

"SHUT UP EMMETT! Leave her alone, or I'll tell them why you like to take cold showers in the mornings." Edward said in a threatening tone. Why was Edward sticking up for me? Didn't he usually laugh along with Emmett at my embarrassment?

This is definitely one of the most important days of my adolescent life. The day I almost died of embarrassment because my best friend told every one of my guy friends that I just started to wear a bra.

And also the day that Edward Cullen began to see me in a different light.