Bella and The Cullens

Pretty Isn't Pretty

Bella's POV:

I dreamed of the meadow Edward had taken me to, I dreamed he was there with me. The world had stopped spinning, it was just us.

We listened to music, laying down, holding hands, smiling like idiots. It was...nice.

He moved me a little so I was on top of him, "Hi."

I kissed him, "Hi."

I sat up and he did too, he kissed my neck, and I closed my eyes. When I opened them I was on fire.

I thought I was dying, I felt Edward's lips get off my neck. He whispered an apology and just watched.

I woke up and saw that I was in fact, not on fire.

I was still with Edward, just not, dead. I sighed in relief and got up to get dressed.

I chose some flared jeans and a white top, grabbing a beige sweater to match. I walked out to see Edward wearing something similar, "Dang, Bella, didn't know you were obsessed." He winked and I giggled. I kissed his neck, hoping my lipstick wouldn't transfer.

I sighed, "Come on," I walked towards the bathroom, grabbing a paper towel, "Here." I tried to wipe it off but he shook his head.

He handed me a red choker, "Now we can fully match." I giggled and followed him downstairs after brushing my teeth.

I skipped breakfast, skipping to the Volvo. I pulled out one of my emergency bows, and placed it in my hair, this one was white.

Edward chuckled, "You are such a passenger princess."

I glared at him, I wasn't! I just kept some emergency bows in his car...and another bag to fix my hair...and makeup. But that's unrelated!

We pulled up to be greeted by Mike, or, at least I was, "Hi, Bella!"

I grinned, "Hi, Mike!"

He looked at Edward, "Hey." He rolled his eyes.

Edward nodded and dragged me off into the cafeteria. "What's your problem? Is something wrong with Mike?"

"No, well, yes! What's wrong is that he's just trying to get with you!" I felt my eye twitch.

"Eddy, chillax, everything's fine!" I sighed, "I doubt he's trying to get with me."

He just stalked off to calculus, and I was walking over to English.

~

I skipped over to a bathroom near the gym after school, fixing my bow.

"Hey, you can't be here!" A girl snapped from behind me.

I turned to look at her, "Wh-"

She pushed me into a wall, "This is OUR bathroom! Out!"

I just glared, "This isn't your bathroom, you don't like, own it or whatever!"

One of the girls gasped. Another laughed, the one who shoved me pinned me against the wall, "What you gonna do about it?"

"Let me go!" I tried squirming out of her grip.

She laughed, "Let me give you some advice first."

She dropped me and kicked me in the stomach, "Loose some weight!"

The other girls chimed in, "Fix your hair!"

"Wear more makeup, cover that ugly face!"

"Wax your brows."

"Is that a mustache? Eww!"

"Waste of space!"

One of them pulled at my hair, "Do better with this!"

"I don't know how someone ugly, like you, got with someone hot, like Edward!"

"Dress your age."

"What's wrong with her clothing choice?" Alice appeared in the doorway.

"Alice! What's up?" one of the girls asked.

"What the hell happened to Bella?" Rosalie growled, "Was it you three?"

"No! We would never!" the girls said in unison.

"If it happens again, it won't be pretty, got it?" Alice was helping me up.

We were walking out when Rose peeked back in, "And follow your own 'advice'!" She snickered and walked out.

I walked to the Volvo and slid in, "Hey."

"Bella, what ha-"

"You already know!" I snapped, "Just drive."

He sighed and nodded, the drive home was silent.

I walked into the house and slammed my door shut, locking the way to Edwards's room and the rest of the house.

I ran to my closet and looked in the mirror. Am I really fat? Am I ugly? Do I dress younger than I am? Is my hair bad? I sighed and looked toward the blade in my drawer, "No!" I screamed.

I sat down on the floor, sobbing, crying myself to sleep.

Ugly, fat, waste of space, ugly, fat, waste of space. Ringing in my head.

I woke up to someone knocking on the door, "Coming!"

I ran to the door and unlocked it, "Bella! Are you alright?" Jasper was at my door.

"Yeah, I'm ok-"

"Bella, I can read emotions. Don't lie to me," I felt like he was staring into my soul.

I suddenly wanted to tell him everything, wait, JASPER! Nice try. "Just girl stuff," I smiled and he nodded.

"Like?"

"You wouldn't get it," I muttered.

"Bella, try to explain, I can try to listen, you've been crying!"

"Have not!"

"Your mascara's everywhere," he commented.

"Oh," I sighed, "Just a couple of girls being douches. No biggy!" I smiled, trying to shut the door.

He sighed, "Alright. See ya." He ran downstairs. I sighed and shut the door, unlocking the one between mine and Eddy's room.

"Hey, I was just about to come see you," he smiled.

I couldn't help but smile back. I jumped onto his lap, "Sorry!" I said between giggles.

He sighed, closing his book, "Bella, that wasn't nice!"

"Wha-" he cut me off.

"I'm kidding, chill," he was playing Clair De Lune, on repeat.

"I love you, Bella."

~

Jasper's POV:

"A bunch of girls called her ugly and stuff like that," Alice sighed, "She's believing it too."

"What can you do?" I asked. So this is what she meant by girl stuff.

"Not much. Human girls can either get over this quickly, or let it affect them in major ways," she sighed, "Bella doesn't have much experience in the human world. We've taken her places but she's never been very socially active. We're kinder than most families too."

"So, can we even help her?" I looked up to see Emmett standing in the doorway.

"We can try, just make sure she eats, isn't taping, isn't cutting, she dresses how she wants, and only does stuff she wants," Rosalie added, now laying on the bed.

"What's taping?" I asked.

"Some girls wrap like, duct tape around parts of their body to make them look thinner, usually legs," Rosalie informed me.

"So, just don't give her duct tape, simple!" Emmett laughed, "This will be sooooo easy!"

"No, it won't," Alice mumbled.