A/N: So this is my first story so no flames please! I'm writing this for a contest proposed by Lishwish. You can still enter so check it out. It is a challenge for the "dumb, cliché and ridiculous" so any super cliché/just dumb un-plausible stuff is probably on purpose.

Disclaimer: To my dismay I do not own Twilight nor do I own the TV show What Not to Wear. Though I wish I did because then I would have Stacy design my entire wardrobe. (For those of you who have never watched the show, no worries! It's explained later. It is on TLC if you want to watch it. )

Chapter 1

Alice POV:

I unloaded my 173 bags from the back of my Porsche. It is a good thing that I could foresee if I would get into an accident because the bags were plied so high I could barely see out the back window. It was nearly 11 o'clock and I was just getting back from Seattle. There is an amazing new mall there and I was at it all day. I got 5 new outfits for Bella but I already saw that she wouldn't wear them. There has to be something that I can do to get Bella to wear clothing items besides just jeans and tees!

Rosalie was sitting on the living room couch and was watching something on TV. She turned around and asked me how shopping was.

"It was great! You really need to go to this mall with me sometime. It would have been so much fun if you had come with!" I dug around in one of the numerous bags on my arms and pulled out a shirt. "Here I got you a shirt."

"Thanks Alice! It's really cute!"

"I knew you would like it. What'cha watching?" I asked as I sat down next to her on the couch.

"This show called What Not to wear." Rose explained. "People nominate their friends and family who dress like crap and then the hosts basically throw away all their ugly clothes, tell them how they should dress, and give them 5,000 to spend on a new wardrobe. Then the people get their hair cut and get make-up advice."

My eyes must have glazed over because Rosalie waved her hand in front of my face and asked,

"Alice, Alice, did you hear what I just said?"

"Oh my gosh! I just had a vision!" I exclaimed.

"Of what? Please don't tell me you saw me on that show!" Rosalie said with a note of panic in her voice.

"No Rose, calm down. I didn't see you. I saw Bella on that show!" I squealed. I knew there had to be a way to get Bella out of jeans and tees!

I rushed over to the computer and went to What Not to Wear's website. Rose stood behind me and looked over my shoulder. I clicked on the link that said, 'How to enter someone for the show' It said to fill out the form and send a video of yourself explaining why your friend or family member should be on the show. I quickly hit print and went to look for a video camera.

Luckily Carlisle was working the night shift this week, Esme was visiting Tanya's coven in Alaska, and the boys were on a hunting trip. I saw that if Edward knew ahead of time he wouldn't let me do it so Rose and I had to be quick.

We spent an hour setting up everything and agreeing on what to say. Then we got into my Porsche and I drove to a block away from Bella's house. Bella's window was wide open like she was waiting for Edward to come even though she knew he was hunting. It just made mine and Rosalie's job easier.

I opened Bella's closet and pulled out some of the shirts she wore the most often. Rose silently opened her dresser and took out a few pairs of Bella's jeans. Everything would be back in the morning so it didn't matter what we took.

When we got back, Rose and I made the final agreements on what to say. Then at last I turned on the video camera and we started filming.

"Hi Stacy!" I said, knowing that the chances she and Clinton actually watched the entry videos were slim to none.

"Hi Clinton!" Rosalie said next.

"Our friend and soon to be sister-in-law, Bella is in desperate need of your help." I continued. I turned around and held up the first outfit that Rose and I had out together. "This is about what she wears on a daily basis. Just jeans and a tee-shirt! It's boring, boring, boring!"

"Bella refuses to spend money on herself and doesn't let anyone spend money on her." Rose added. "She has a major inferiority complex and we think that she doesn't feel worthy enough to wear nice clothes. She is always denying her beauty when she is really quite a pretty girl."

I was quite shocked to hear that come from Rosalie's mouth. She rarely admitted that anyone besides herself could be look better than 'Average'. I think she could be starting to care about Bella and beginning to think of her as a sister.

"Bella is on a date with our brother Edward, her fiancée," We lied. It would sound a little weird to say that we had broken into her house and stole her clothes while she was asleep. "So we raided her closet."

I picked up the video camera from its stand and walked over to the dining room where Rose and I had laid some of Bella's clothes out on the table. Rose stood by the table and looked like one of the models on game shows who display the prizes only Rose was 10 times better looking.

"As you can see, All of Bella's usual attire is remarkably similar." Rose walked over to the far end of the table motioning to the array of blue jeans and short sleeve tee-shirts as she went. Then she held up the outfit on the farthest end of the table.

"This is the only skirt Bella owns. She usually wears it with the same button up shirt which makes it incredibly plain and boring. The rest of the time, it's jeans and tees."

Rose and I walked back to the living room. I put the camera back on its stand and went to sit next to Rose.

"So that concludes are explanation on why Bella needs a makeover." I said. "I've tried more times than I can count to give her a makeover so I hope you have better luck than I did!"

"Bye!" Rose and I said together. Then I hopped up and turned off the video camera.

Rosalie cleaned up and I ran Bella's clothes back to her house. Then Rosalie and I spent the rest of the night making a DVD complete with rolling credits. Sometimes not needing sleep is a very useful thing!

A/N: Please, Please, Please review! I promise there will be more action (and Edward) later!