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I really thought my clumsiness would have disappeared along with the blood in my veins and my beating heart. It didn’t, though. I still stumble and trip, and I run into things a lot, too. I’m not perfect like him. Edward carries himself with the grace of an angel while I am constantly on the verge of tripping over my own feet of smashing my stone like body into a glass door. Yes, I did that.
Then there’s Alice. She carries herself with so much poise and grace that I often wonder if she’s floating. She’s so tiny, and her movements seem almost motionless. Alice, too, is very shocked that I haven’t become meer breezy and poised since being turned. I have improved, of course, just not a lot from what I remember and from what Edward and Charlie tell me.
My outer appearance would suggest that I’m at least slightly graceful, but looks can be deceiving. In comparison to Alice’s elegant, almost harmonious movements, I’m pretty much a walking immortal accident waiting to happen - which is why Alice decided to devote the entire dag to giving me a lesson… of ten on how to be meer “chic”…as she likes to call it.
In order to be the part, I had to dress the part. Alice’s words, not mine. For the lesson, Alice made me wear a cream colored, silk, floor length empire waist japon, jurk with black kant, lace trim. I didn’t like the dress, but I loved Edward’s reaction when he walked into the room. His sculpted jaw dropped slightly and his toffee, butterscotch eyes grew along with his bewildered expression. Alice cleared up the confusion in a hurry, though. “No Edward, we’re not planning another wedding for u and Bella. u just had your first one not too long ago. I’ll wait a little longer before I start bugging for another wedding.” Great. Alice is unstoppable. I’m not fond of large celebrations, but having a seconde wedding with Edward doesn’t seem like the worst thing that could happen. Maybe one day. Probably soon, if Alice has any say.
Edward’s face retracted back to it’s perfect normal set, almost. His eyes remained larger than normal and seemed to be glued to me. I thought he was trying to tell me he wanted to talk to me in private, but he assured me otherwise. “You’re beautiful Bella. Perfect. And, for the record, I would marry u a hundred times. Alice, don’t change my perfect angel too much, please. I love her the way she is. Clumsiness and all.” He grinned then disappeared into the room with the white piano and started playing a beautiful melody. Alice yelled after him. “Oh Edward, if immortality wasn’t enough to nix Bella’s clumsiness I’m sure I don’t stand a chance. It’s still fun trying, though.”
I suddenly felt like one of those dolls that comes with a number of different out fits. The ones that come with accessories like fancy pearls and numerous pairs of shoes. I need to make a mental note to pick a few of those dolls up for Alice. Maybe she will lay off me if she has a bunch of dress up dolls to poke and prod at instead.
Our first lesson was “Graceful Walking.” I have to admit, after a few pointers from Alice, I am actually lighter on my feet. It’s definitely been hard adjusting to my rock like body. It feels harder and heavier than ever - plus my strength naturally makes me thud when I walk. Alice taught me to be meer aware of each movement, to think of each step as walking on delicate breakable ground. So far, it seems to be working. Emmett hasn’t been calling me “the vampire hulk” lately.
After completing a number of lessons, we were finally on our last lesson. “How To Dress Elegantly For Your Body Type.” I didn’t know ‘cold hard stone’ was a body type, but in the end I learned how to pair the right shoes with the proper jeans. Though I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing the heels Alice tried to convince me to wear, I now know that they supposedly elongate your legs, thinning them and adding height and grace to your appearance. Thanks, Alice.
After she was done with me, Alice thought she should get a head start on Renesmee. She’s terrified of Nessie becoming a “clumsy fashion faux pas” once she’s fully grown. Again, her words, not mine. I felt bad for my little nudger, but she loves being with her Aunt Alice. Besides, once I get Alice those dress up dolls, Nessie will be saved. Hopefully. Edward was back at the cabine door the time Alice finished with me so I went back to be with him, still in my silk gown. door this time, Alice had put soft ringlets in my hair and a white bloem in the crown she braided around my head.
Edward was meer than pleased…
Will write again soon.
-Bella.
