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Bandaid Brigade
Band-aid Brigade
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight.
Chapter Four
—– Bella POV—-
I was just finishing up Esme’s hair for her date tonight. She’s known Carlisle for a month now, but just this last week they started going deeper. They have been synchronizing there lunches together. So, this wouldn’t actually be there first time together alone, but still there first date.
Rose was rummaging through her closet to find the perfect outfit, while Jasper was sniffing her sprays. I was trying to go for the ‘I didn’t really bother with myself, but I look smashing anyways’ look. I told Rose and Jasper that too, so they were finding the perfect outfit and smell.
Carlisle was bringing his children over to stay with us while they were gone. Alice was going to stay the night, but Emmett and Edward would be leaving when Carlisle returned with Esme. I hoped they could find our house, but Alice knew where it was so I wasn’t so worried.
She had been coming over every day after school to give us our homework. I was glad that Esme didn’t want us to go to school without Jasper there. We finished it up quickly and we we’re still bored by the time Friday rolled around. We jumped at the chance to help Esme.
“What about this?” Rose held it up. I put the curling iron down and turned it off, signaling that I was done.
Rose picked out a dark green blouse and tan caprice pants. I’d say that was casual and elegant at the same time. Jasper nodded in agreement and put a bottle labeled ‘honey suckles’ in front of Esme, who was still seated in front of her vanity.
“We’ll wait outside.” Jasper took my hand and Rose laid her clothes on the bed. “Nice job on the hair Bella. Those curls look natural.” I smiled at him. I knew he was being extra nice because of my breakdown three days ago, but I thought with the new school, we could start over.
I thought a lot of things, like a little town in the middle of nowhere wouldn’t have heard our story, and if they did, had forgotten it by now. It wasn’t so much what he said, but that the hope I had to have a normal high school experience was crushed.


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