Tough Love

This is my first story. Please Read and Review…

Chapter 1: New Look

BPOV

"Oh c'mon, Bella! It's not that bad! In fact, you actually look even better!" Alice said, twirling her long black hair between her fingers.

I frowned and blinked a few times at my reflection, my left contact trying to reject my eye. My once normal brown hair was streaked with red and black and hung in massive waves down to my shoulder-blades. I turned this way and that, examining my new chest. Over the summer, my a-cup boobs had sprouted to 38 C's and my hips now curved delicately. Alice said my body finally caught up with my age.

"We're going to be late!" Alice said, turning to glide down the stairs. "Oh, and Edward's driving today!" she tossed over her shoulder before disappearing. I groaned and pulled my fingers through my hair, dreading my encounter with my ass hole of a step-brother. He hadn't seen me in a while and I just knew he'd make fun of my now-endowed chest.

I pulled on my figure-blurring parka and ran down the stairs, nearly colliding with my step-father, Carlisle. He was classically handsome and made great money at the local hospital. My mother, Esme, and he had met when she fell from a cliff after my little brother died. He'd been the one to save her and nurse her back into health.

Soon after that, the got married and had little Emmett. He was four now and was the cutest little thing in the world with his big brown eyes, fat black curls, and dimples.

"Hey, hey, hey! Looks like Isabella got contacts! Now everyone can see her beautiful eyes!" Carlisle said, pecking my forehead then sprinting up the stairs. Oh yeah…did I mention he treats me like a child? Oh well…every great guy has his drawbacks!

I moved to the front door and sighed before pulling it open. I had my eyes closed, fearing the sight of rain and my douche bag brother when I ran smack into a scalding hot brick wall.

No…not a brick wall…Jacob Black. The local mechanic. A blush touched my cheeks as I looked up into his handsome face, harsh lines around his mouth. His black eyes riveted me to the spot. "You called? Where's the Volvo?"