I do not own the Twilight Saga. It belongs to Stephenie Meyer
"Bella, WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU WEARING?!" Alice yelled at me. I seriously didn't know what was wrong with my brother's basketball shorts and a t shirt.
"Uh, clothes?" I asked. Was there something on my face?
"Yeah, that have no style whatsoever!!" Alice said, shaking her head in disgust. "And the first day of junior year!! What am I gonna do with you?"
"Oh, no no no. You are not gonna dress me like a barbie doll." I argued. I knew it was no use, but it was fun bothering my best friend, anyway.
"I seriously don't know why you act like such a tomboy. I bet you couldn't go a month wearing only girly clothes."
"You're on." I said, smirking.
"You're serious?" Alice said, bewildered.
Alice tapped her chin thoughtfully. "OK, here are the rules. You CANNOT wear any type of sports jerseys or clothing. No sneakers, except converse cause they're adorable. And, you have to do all girly things. No football with the guys, no hockey games on T.V., and you MUST wear jewelry. Including earrings."
My eyes went wide. I grabbed my unpierced earlobes. "And if I win?"
"I'll never dress you or bother you about your clothes again."
"And if I lose?"
"Oh, I think you can figure it out..." Alice said, smiling evilly. I shuddered at the sight of ruffles and heels in my mind.
I nodded my head and stuck out my hand. She shook it and smiled one more time. This will be very interesting.
"OW ALICE!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME PIERCE MY EARS?!?!" I said, squeezing the gauze to my earlobes to stop the pain.
"It's part of the bet, duh." She said nonchalantly. "Unless you wanna quit now."
I squeezed my eyes shut. It'll be worth it. It'll be worth it. I chanted in my head.
"Come on Bells, it wasn't that bad. Now let go so I can see the earrings."
I took the gauze off so she could examine my red earlobes.
"It'll be fine by tomorrow." She said, pulling me behind her.
"Where are we going?" I said, hating being dragged at the mall.
"We need to get you a new wardrobe! We're meeting Rosalie at Hollister. After that we're going to the nail salon."
I planted my feet to the ground. Not that. Anything but that. "Oh god."
"Bella, that's part of the bet." She said, smiling gleefully.
"You just like torturing me, don't you?" I accused her.
"Maybe..." She said, pulling me into the dark store. She picked out several sweaters and knits, along with skirts and jeans. I sat in a chair reading a magazine. Alice dumped all the clothes on me. This was gonna be a long day...
So how was it? Bad? Good? I need to know if people want me to continue this!!!