I quickly stuffed it back under the couch and gulped down my breakfast. I went to go get ready and take my shower.

I got out of the shower and slipped on my dress with my shiny, black flats. Next, I would have to endure Alice's torture that she called make-overs.

As if she knew it was time, she burst into my room, hairdryer and make-up bag in hand.

“Time to beautify!” Alice squealed as she pushed me into the bathroom and onto a stool I normally kept under the sink.

She went to work, raking a comb through my wet hair and turning the dryer on full blast. In what felt like the longest half hour ever, my hair was dry and framing my face in soft curls.

“Perfect!” she said, stepping back to admire her work.

She wasted no time in her attack on my face, curling my lashes, slathering on eyeliner and dabbing on lipgloss.

When she was finished she had me look in the mirror. I had to admit, she was good. I looked…hot.

I got up to check my phone for messages, when I head Emmett yelling from down the hall.

“Has anyone seen my baseball socks? Rosalie and I are going to the batting cages today!” he yelled, as I heard drawers being opened and slammed shut.

Oops. Why did Jake have to pick those as his chew toys? I blushed trying to figure out the best way to break the news to him, but was saved from having to do anything.

“Aww, Jake! Why? You're lucky you're so darn cute!” Emmett said with booming laughter from the front room.

I let out a sigh of relief, as I walked into the front room. Emmett was holding up one normal black and white baseball sock and one soaked one. Thankfully there weren't any holes in it. Jake was sitting at his feet wagging his tail and panting happily.

Alice brought the hairdryer into the front room and plugged it into a nearby socket. She started drying the sock, just as the doorbell rang, signaling Edward's arrival. Jake ran around the couch, slipping on the hardwood floor and nearly ran into the front door, yapping the whole time.