
New Life, New Love
And Again....
"Bret, honey, could you get that?" I heard my mom call to my dad.
Okay, Belle. This is it. Take a deep breath.
"Hello! The name's Des." An unfamiliar voice said. Must be Harry's dad.
"Nice to meet you, Des. I'm Bret." My dad replied. "Who is this?" That was odd. My dad already met everyone in Harry's fam-"
"I'm Nicole. Harry's date."
Holy cock and balls.
This could not be happening. I did NOT want that witch in my house.
I heard Jon and Grace's voices downstairs, introducing themselves to everyone.
"Where's Belle?" I heard Gemma ask.
"Belle! Belle, our guests have arrived, please come and say hi!"
I didn't answer. "Hold on. Grace, would you mind getting Belle to come down?"
I quickly ran back in my room, shutting the door quietly.
*Knocking*
"Belle? They're here. Mom wants you to come down now."
"Grace, I'm not feeling well. I don't think I can do it tonight."
I heard a sigh as Grace went back down. Since I was in my room, I could only hear faint murmurings. I really didn't want to go out there, not with Harry and Nicole. What if I looked ridiculous? I couldn't take another insult right now. I felt too weak emotionally.
The door swung open. "Belle, mom still wants you to come down. She said to take some tylenol and you'll be fine." She gasped as she looked at me. "Belle!"
"What?" I felt my cheeks turn redr, I knew she was taking in my appearance.
"You look amazing! Like a freaking model!!" I shot up in my bed.
"Really?" This meant a lot coming from Grace, I always thought she was the pretty one in the family. She genuinely looked shocked. I felt a brief surge of confidence overtake me.
"Um, I think I'm feeling better. We should probably head down now."
Grace bolted out of the room, running downstairs before I could reach the staircase. "Mom! Mom! You should see Belle right now!"
"Something wrong?" My dad sounded concerned.
"No! She looks incredible!" My mom laughed.
"Uh, newsflash Grace, Belle has always been a pretty girl." I smiled at my brother's words, but I grew a little nervous remembering Nicole and Harry could also hear the conversation. They probably were mocking me in their heads, chuckling amongst themselves.
I walked into the kitchen and the first people in view were Nicole and Harry. Both their eyes widened. I pretended not to notice them. I walked confidently over to the ambassador and shook his hand.
"I'm Belle, nice to meet you, sir." I smiled. He returned my smile, "I'm Des. Good too meet you as well."
Gemma nudged me. "I love your hair."
"Thanks."
We all sat down to eat. Our conversation began. Most of the time Des was talking about his job, bragging about the places he would go and all the people he has met.
The more he talked the more tense Harry got. He looked irritated. Anna looked disgusted.
I could see why Anne didn't like him. He was really full of himself, like Harry.
"So, Belle. Tell me about yourself." Des said. Well that was a random turn in conversation.
"Um, what would you like to know?"
"Have a boyfriend?"
"No." That was a weird question to ask.
"Hmm surprising." My dad's nose began to flare. Uh-oh.
"It's not really my thing...having a boyfriend." I noticed Nicole started to laugh, Harry looked at me strangely. Des smiled, and Anna cocked her head to the side. I was missing something...
"So are you saying you're gay?"
"What? No, I just mean that I try to focus on other things..like school and friends. I don't bother making time for boys." I was a little uncomfortable with how personal these questions were getting.
"Have you and Harry had a chance to get to know each other?"
"Well, I, um. We are partners in one class. We are supposed to get to know each other. But, I try not to bother Harry too much. He has his own girlfriends...I mean friends, friends to worry about, and uh, yeah. Our groups of friends are much different. We don't really have the same...interests." Wow. Well said Belle. You managed to ramble like an idiot in front of Harry, Nicole, and an ambassador.
"What are you partners for?" My dad looked intrigued as he put his water glass to his mouth. Jon looked amused.
"We have to help each other reach our full capabilities, get to know each other deeply." My dad began choking on his water.
"Excuse me, young lady? What sort of class is this!" His face was red from choking. My face became a bright pink when I realized how my statement sounded. Harry rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"I..I didn't mean it like that!" I cried.
"It's a project on self-actualization. That's what we are working together on." Harry said with a huff.
Why didn't I just say that? For someone who gets good grades, I could be really dumb.
Green eyes glared at me as I rolled my brown eyes back.
Des raised an eyebrow at me after observing the interaction between Harry and I.
"Has Harry been nice to you?"
I wasn't gonna tell the truth, obviously. I didn't want to hurt Anne's feelings and I desperately wanted to be accepted by Harry and his friends. I figured if I was more likable to them, they wouldn't ever think to start bullying me, though they kinda have..mildly. But at the same time I didn't want to lie, and let them think Harry was this perfect angel because he wasn't.
I shot up from my chair.
"Can I get anyone some more water?" I could see Harry folding his arms over his chest. He did not look happy.
"I would love some, thank you." Anne nodded.
I went into the kitchen to fetch some water and catch my breath. After a moment to myself, I went back.
I didn't know what exactly but they were still talking about Harry and me. Ugh.
I sat back down.
"So, tomorrow you guys are going to a party together?" Geez, I really wish Des would stop prying.
"Well, kinda. Anne thought it would be a good idea, but only as friends." I had to force the word friends out of my mouth. "And Jon is going too." I could tell that Jon really didn't want to go to this party. Ever since the whole lunch fiasco on monday, Jon had a special place in his heart to hate on Harry.
After more talking, we all finished up.
"That was delicious, Tina!" Des told my mom. "No wonder Bret married you, beautiful and knows how to cook!" My mom let out a nervous chuckle. My dad stiffened a little. I heard Anne sigh.
"Dessert should be on the way soon!" Anne exclaimed. Apparently there was a bakery in town that delivered. Anne said it had some of the best desserts her mouth has ever tasted.
"While we wait, Belle, you should show Nicole and Harry your room! Oh, they'll love it. Belle is quite the artist."
"I'm sure they would much rather stay and converse with you guys."
"Actually, I am quite curious to see your bedroom." Harry smirked.
My brother coughed as I rolled my eyes. Apparently, my dad didn't catch on.
"Follow me." I led them out of the dining room and up the stairs.
I flicked on my lights and let them step in.
"Oh, it's cute. It looks like what my little sister did with her room. She's ten."
I knew Nicole meant that as an insult, but I just shrugged it off.
Nicole sat on the bed. Great, I'm gonna have to wash the covers to get her cheap perfume off.
"Belle, you quite shocked me tonight, I will admit." Harry stepped forward. I could see Nicole tense up.
"Oh?" Was all I managed to croak out. Harry's wider and tall stature overpowered mine. His proximity allowed me to inhale the scent of his cologne, a mixture of mint and musk. I began to notice how green his eyes actually were. His full, pink lips looked soft as he pulled them into a smirk. His skin was tan and I had the urge to run my finger along is jawline.
"You look beautiful tonight. I must say, you proved us wrong." Harry winked.
I gulped. My mouth became impossibly dry.
"Really?"
Harry nodded. Nicole let out a grunt.
"Yeah, that's the power of makeup." She got up and grabbed Harry's arm and led him back to where everyone else was.
I fell onto my bed, forgetting about Nicole's whore germs and perfume. I smiled to myself.
I actually did it. I proved myself to Harry. All it took was a little makeup and some wardrobe changing.
Maybe this could be it. I could be seen as beautiful and if people saw me as beautiful, they wouldn't think twice about bullying me.
I found myself longing to smell Harry again. I had a strong desire to stare into his eyes as he told me repeatedly how I'm beautiful.
The door bell rung, tearing me away from my day dream. I made my way downstairs to have some dessert with my guests. Full of confidence, I tried to make conversation with Harry. We actually seemed to get along.
For now.
Notes
So what do you think of Belle's reasons for changing? A little twisted?
Just letting you know, things are about to get really ugly from here. So prepare.
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6/28/14