The Foreigners

Chapter Three- Shopping...

"Alice are we done yet?" I asked for the seven millionth time this past 5 hours. Ever since Alice dragged me here, we've been going in and out of like, I don't know, um... maybe 30 something stores?

"Sure, we're almost done. Just a couple more stores." I groaned internally.

"But Alice!", I whined, "you've been saying that for the last couple of hours!" I glared at Rosalie who was trying her hardest not to laugh. It didn't work. She doubled over laughing.

"Rosalie, you wouldn't be laughing if it was you who had to endure 5 hours of browsing through stacks of clothes and then trying them on! Do you even know how uncomfortable some of these clothing are?" I was near hysterical now, but Rose was laughing even harder.

"Come on Alice, I think that's enough shopping for one day.", Said Rose dragging a screaming Alice behind her.

"Noooo! We haven't even gotten to Abercrombie yet!" yelled Alice. "Shh!" I whispered to her. "There are people looking at us!" Which was true. I counted at least like, twenty people staring at us. One little girl tugged on her mother's skirt and asked her, "Mommy, are those people okay?" The mother glared at us before consoling her daughter, "Yes sweetie, do you want to go play in the play place?" The mother shot us another glare before walking away with her daughter.

"But Bella..." Alice whined, "Don't you want to be all pretty for my brother?" I did a double take and almost choked. There was absolutely no way that Alice knew about my crush on Edward. There was no way.

"Um, Bella?" asked Rosalie, "are you okay? you got really red and then pale and then red."

"Oh yes! Of course I'm fine." I said a little too cheerfully.

"Oh no she's not!" said Alice. I shot her a death glare. She smiled back sweetly at me. "I think that someone has a little crush on Edward." By the time she was finished speaking, I was blushing furiously.

"Huh? What? No, no! Of course I don't have a crush on your brother. What are you talking about?" I replied while screaming inside, WHEN IN THE WORLD DID THEY FIND OUT? It can't be that obvious, right?

"Um, Bella, I think Alice is actually right you know. Every time you see him, your whole face lights up and you blush." Rosalie said cautiously.

"No! I think you're just imagining that!" I replied in a fake cheerful voice.

"Come on, Bella, do you really think you can lie to a Cullen?" Alice asked me.

"Um..."

"It's okay, Bella, no need to be embarrassed. I think Edward has a crush on you too!" Rose replied.

I snorted. "Yeah, right and I'm going to get bit by a vampire"

"Oh hey Bella, I just remembered, can you come to our house for a sleepover on Friday after the party?" asked Alice.

"Um... sure? I'll ask Charlie first."

"Who's Charlie? Is he your dad?" Oops, I forgot to tell them.

"Oh yeah... I just didn't grow up around him, so I guess that I'm used to calling him by his first name."

Oh! That's fine because I don't think I've told you this, but me, Edward, and Emmett are all adopted so we call our "parents" or actually in truth, "guardians" by their first names also. Esme is actually our aunt, and Edward and Emmett are cousins. Rosalie and Jasper are also adopted too. I guess you might think it's weird, but it's true." When she finished, my mind was whirling.

"Okay...?", I said hesitantly, "I'll ask Charlie if I can have a sleepover with you guys." They started nodding enthusiastically.

I pulled out my phone and dialed Charlie's number. He picked up on the fifth ring.

"Hey dad, um can I go to a sleepover at Rosalie and Alice's house?"

"Oh, okay sure. Bye!" I closed the phone and looked at them who were watching me.

"He said yes, but I have to go back tomorrow by 3 because his friend Billy and his son Jacob Black are coming over for dinner."

Then Alice jumped up and started squealing, hugging me, and jumping up and down.

"I can't believe it! We are going to have so much fun dressing you up!" She shouted.

I paled. "Wait... what did you just say?"

"Huh? Oh nothing! Now, it's time for us to go home!"

I silently breathed a sigh of relief. "I was wondering when you would say that" I told her.

We walked outside and looked for Alice's yellow Porsche. On our way out of the mall, she'd told me that Edward had given it to her as a gift because of some help that she'd given him.

I asked her why she and her family didn't have a British accent and then she laughed. She explained that they weren't originally from Britain. When Alice was adopted, she was living in Virginia, and Edward was in Chicago. Before they went to Britain, they were living in Alaska with a couple of their friends.

We arrived at my house and got my bags out of the car.

"Bye Alice and Rosalie!" I yelled out to them as I struggled to open my house door and hold the many bags at the same time.

"Bye Bella! See you later tonight!" They yelled back in unison.

"Whew!" I finally got the door open and and immediately put the bags down. I grimaced. "Remind me to NEVER go shopping with Alice again." I muttered.