Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters
"I can't believe you made me drink beer for that dude! He's awesome, but I was puking for ages!"
"Emmett, shut the hell up or I'll have you eating dogfood" Rosalie threatened.
I sat in the lounge with my laptop, listening to Emmet; I couldn't help but roll my eyes. He'd done nothing but complain about having to drink beer for the last hour and I was getting more and more frustrated by the moment. An idle thought crossed my mind, causing Alice to burst into giggles.
'Don't you dare,' she threatened me from acoss the room once her laughter had subsided. 'I worked too hard on his tux for you to paint anything on it.'
We spent that day just relaxing, watching sports, playing internet poker; we played 2 of us Cullens per table, hustling the poor humans out of their money. I felt a little bad, but we really weren't doing anything illegal, or even extraordinary, just calculating our odds; fast.
After winning about $400,000 from some guy named Phil Ivy, we shut up our laptops and the boys turned on the game while us girls went to get ready. Alice had, strangely, put me in a prototype dressing gown she had whipped up out of the shredded amethyst chiffon she had accidentally ripped the other day. I was last in line to get dressed, although I didn't mind.
We all helped Esme with her hair, makeup and outfit. Her dress was a royal blue sweetheart style sheath. Below the knees it became a swirling mass of material which would flair for a good 2 feet out from her, if she spun fast enough.
Next was Rosalie, who had decided on the red georgette; out of character she had chosen a conservative, floor length Grecian style dress which used plaited material for the thrice crossed belt and shoulder straps. Alice and I had spent ages plaiting the two strands of matching georgette with the one strand of satin. The effect that it achieved was subtle yet interesting.
Alice designed, for herself, a gold and purple corset dress which used the juxtaposition of the opposing colours to draw attention away from her luminous white skin. Although the style of the civil war was well out of fashion, Alice managed to bring some of the elements of the style from Jasper's time into the design of the dress with a small bustle.
While Alice was getting ready, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it.
"Edward." I greeted him. He beamed in return.
"Oh Bella, you look amazing!" I ushered him in the door as I laughed.
"Edward, I'm not even dressed yet."
He looked embarrassed for a moment. "Then I guess you look amazing, even in your robe." He said confidently, and then blushed deeply. I almost sighed; the sight was so beautiful.
Once I snapped out of admiring his blush, I remembered what he said. If I were human, I could have blushed.
"I have to go and get dressed now. The rest of the men are in the lounge. They should start getting ready soon, so they'll show you where your tux is and where you can change."
"Thank you", he said.
I nodded. "See you soon."
AN: I'd just like to start with an apology... I'm sorry to everyone who has been waiting for an update... So it's been nearly 3 months since my last update... I really do hate having to wait for the next chapter of my favourite stories, so I'm sorry to anyone who feels that way about mine... (and THANK YOU it is an absolute honour if you do!!! :D)
Now, for the explanation... My depression has gotten the best of me in the last few weeks and I've a) been trying to fix all that I've stuffed up with my moods, as well as get help in the form of getting the hell out of my parents house (one depressed and stressed parent + one depressed, angry, stressed, depressed, moody, writers-blocked 19 year old... not so good...) and b) trying to rack my brains as to where the hell Edward and Bella are... I know that a lot of people on this site write and y'all will know that it can be hard to write when your head is all over the place because of the fact that if your head is all over the place, how can your characters be coherent?
Another setback came in the form of my laptop- the only place beside a few internet spaces on which this fanfic was stored- decided to delete my most used folder... e.g. the one which I had all my writing- including some irreplaceable short stories, this fanfic and the first 10 or so chapters of my novel-, editing- some edited but unsent chapters for some of my wonderful friends on this site- and reference- my E-book copies of twilight and Harry Potter-... So yeah. NOT COOL EEEEEEEPC XANDER... *SULK*
And in a roundabout way, I get to my point. I'm sorry everyone, for getting this to you so late... and after reading what I just wrote, my rambling too...
On a happier note, I have 2 jobs and a new place to live :) hopefully I also have cured my writers block... thanks to my very special friend, Duskborn, for stealing my laptop while I left the cafe to get free fairy floss (cotton candy for all you Americans) and writing the bit about painting on Emmett's tux. I'll have you know what is published is not actually what he wrote, mainly coz it had many errors in. LOL... I'm a grammar Nazi :P
Also, one last note... one reviewer, fleur24 asked what the Cullen family business was... basically it's everything... they invest, have hedge funds, own internet companies, own companies that own companies that own things like the New York Times or Harrods or Wal-Mart... just everything... they also help other vampires invest their money soundly... so yeah...
Thanks so so so much to my wonderful alphas Amber90210 and Duskborn... and thanks to Duskborn for beta-ing too :)
Enjoy and review!! :D