"Okay” I pronounced “I’ve had enough”

“enough of what” my mother asked back, walking into my bedroom and sitting on the only bed in the house.

“enough of deciding what to wear for my first ever day of school, I didn’t like what Alice picked out”

Yes that’s right my first ever day of school, and I AM clever. My mum and dad (Edward and Bella) taught me, well mainly Edward, but my mum helped. Rosalie taught me about mechanics, Emmett taught me about sport, My mum taught me English, Carlisle taught me medicine, Esme gave me some ‘free time’ Jasper taught me how to work the computer, my dad taught me anything else I wanted to know except Alice taught me about clothes.

“Alice, could you come in here a minute” My mother spoke softly.

“NO. Mum don’t, you know she’ll have a go at me”

Without time for my mum to reply, Alice walked into my room, into my wardrobe – which despite only being in this house for a week, Alice had it fully stocked – picked out an outfit and walked over to me. “You will like this outfit” and with that she left. To be honest I did like the outfit, a black and white checkered puffball skirt with black two inch heels and a plain black top with white buttons on the sleeves and a white boob cardigan.

“That wasn’t so bad now was it?” my mum asked. I just rolled my eyes and shooed my mum out my room. After I was dressed, I brushed my teeth, and walked into Alice’s room, funny enough she was there figuring out what to wear too.

I went straight into the bathroom and sat down on her pink ‘directors’ chair and waited for her to do my hair and make-up.

Five minutes later when she finally walked in, she straightened my hair and did my make-up. When she was finished I thanked her and stalked off downstairs to get some toast and orange juice, which despite me saying I would make my own food in this house because I was the only one who could eat it, Esme had already made me breakfast, and eggs and beans and sausage.

“Esme” I wailed as I sat down “I told everyone I would make my own breakfast”