A/N: Second fanfic, still about Alice, because I love her. The story is going to be like, two, three or four chapters, I really don't know, but please, do not be disappointed if the next chapters wont be 2,861 words like this one without authors note, because the flashbacks is quite a pair of .

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Meeting

I smiled as I looked in the mirror. My newest dress was very beautiful, a stapless dark red silk dress, underneath a layer of delicate black lace, and a shiny band of black silk was tied around my chest, just beneath my breasts, in a big bow. It was looking overly gorgeous.

Actually, it wasn't my dress yet, but it would be as soon as I could get my shiny, black credit card given to the saleswoman. But she was gone for a moment, leaving me to spin and twirl around in front of the mirror, and really appreciate the flow of the silk against my legs.

This was going to take a while.

I'm obsessed with shopping, and I often continue till I fall asleep in either Rosalie's, (my childhood friend and one half of my best friends) or Bella's, (the other half of my best friends and my brother Edwards girlfriend) arms.

I smiled happily at the thought of Edward and Bella, the ultimate sweethearts, my brother and best friend. I was the one who brought them together. I met her at a coincidence, while she was on a very sucky date with some dude called Mike Newton, when I decided that Rose and I would help her. She was looking in all directions but him, trying to find an escape, but she apparently found none. Mike was a fair concurrence to Mr. Verbal Diarrhoea, living next door to Rose, talking 24/7 about his overly nice-looking new car in his garage at home. I let myself flash back a little

"Bella, wont you eat anything?" he asked suddenly, catching Bella off guard.

"Oh, err, no, I'm not feeling... well," she lied, not really convincing. She looked around again and caught my eyes with a pleading look. She sighed and looked down to her plate, Newton just talking again, not even realizing, that she didn't have a good time. I whispered to Rosalie, explaining my plan. Then I turned to face Bella once again, discovering her still looking at us.

"Bella!" I squealed, bouncing from my seat to hug her fiercely, while whispering "It's okay, we're helping you. I'm Alice and she's Rosalie!"

The Newton guy jumped almost two feet in the air, nearly making me laugh, but I remained serious. I had to keep the façade.

"Allie! AndRose! Long time since, huh?" she grinned, her eyes full of gratitude. The nicknames were perfect, to make it look like we've known each other for a long time. I grinned sadly and quickly became serious again. Bella took the hint beautifully, and her smile disappeared slowly.

"Oh, no, what happened? Is it Marlene?" she said, and shook her head despair.

I nodded. I didn't know anyone called Marlene.

"Yeah, she caught it again. This time it's really hard, I think you need to come with us. She's nearly gone," I answered, making few fake tears to well up.

"No, Allie, that's horrible! I'll come with you, I have to say goodbye,"she nearly cried, "Mike, I have to go, don't be mad, she's just such a good friend, I have to say goodbye,"

He nodded, afraid to do anything else. Rose let her arm rest around Bella's shoulder, and we all, despite Mike, hurried out the door, into my pretty baby, my yellow Porsche. Bella gasped and shook her head. As soon as we were around the nearest corner, we started laughing. I had to pull into the shoulder, trying to avoid wrecking the car as I laughed like I've never laughed before.

When a few minutes had passed, we were able to sit straight and I drove us all to my apartment, promising Bella that I would drive her home. We tried to avoid any eye contact. It made us all laugh and giggle again.

When I was back in the present, still twirling a little in the pretty, pretty dress I remembered Edwards friend Emmetts birthday party where both Bella and Rose found their soulmates.

Emmetts birthday party was tonight, and even though we just met Bella a week ago, we were taking her to the party, to introduce her to everyone. She was already a part of me and my life, and I could feel Edward would like her. A lot, even. And my feelings of things would often be true, even if he growled at me every time I mentioned how they would be perfect for each other at the end of the week. I think I mentioned it a few times too many.

The whole Saturday was reserved to shopping for dresses. I wouldn't let Bella come in one of her 'dresses', as she said she had. I had already improved her style of fashion and her liking of shopping a lot, and then she thought I would let her come in one of her old dresses?!

It was the only time she came with an idea like that. Giggle.

When we got home to my place after the shopping, we started the whole make-up and hair-thing, making Bella choke again. I didn't get it. There were only four hours left!

When I was done with Bella, she was so stunning. Her brown eyes seemed deeper with the mascara, her hair bouncing in loose curls down to her waist, while I took a few strands from over her ears and tucked them back to the back of her head with a little golden buckle. She gaped at herself a little, but insisted that no one would be looking at her with me and Rosalie around. Again, I didn't get it. Edward was going to fall. Hard.

I was right. He nearly fainted when he saw her, running his hand through his bronze-coloured hair and popping his bright green eyes wide. I couldn't help but snicker, and Edwards eyes were glued to her the rest of the party, letting no one but himself dance with her. She didn't object, especially not when he kissed her passionately later.

They weren't the only ones making out. Not very surprising, after the flirting hello, I found Rose and Emmett very, um, busy... Yeah, I was quite alone that night, but it doesn't matter. The joy afterwards was worth a couple of hours alone.

I couldn't help but grin a very big grin as I snaked out of the red silk and black lace dress. The two couples were still in function, now half a year later. They were all four of them so sweet, but I felt a little like the third, well, fifth wheel. I wanted a boyfriend too. I was hoping to find anyone soon, because Bella was moving out of our apartment.

Bella and I soon found out, that I was living quite close to her work, so when Rosalie already lived on her own a couple of streets away, Bella moved in with me. It was nice and easy, and it worked out well. But of course, when she and Edward passed the critical half year mark, they wanted to live together. Rose wasn't as cautious as Bella, so she already lived with Emmett. Can anyone see my problem?

So, that was my reason to go shopping for a nice dress. They were throwing a party to celebrate Bella moving in. And I loved any reason to go shopping. So, I loved them.

My phone started buzzing, and as soon as the song began, I knew who it was.

The world is a vampire...

I grabbed it before the song came any further and said slurred, "Hey baby,"

Bella's well-known giggle bursted out of the phone.

"Hi Pixie, just wanted to know if you found any dresses? I've found mine, and it's overly perfect! It's a pale..." she babbled exited. I understood her. This were her dress to the party marking her moving in with her boyfriend, my brother. How many times she had squealed that at me, I didn't remember, but it was getting a little tiresome.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, tell me at Mi Casa, the pizza place in 10, okay? And I've found my dress," I interrupted and threw my bright yellow button-up on, already in my jeans. The saleswoman tapped lightly at the swinging doors, and I slipped the dress and my sleek, black credit card out of the dressing room. She took the things and walked away.

"Ooh, nice, and Jasper just called! He's coming, Alice, all the way from Los Angeles to New York, can you believe it? And he's doing it all for me, because we promised each other when we were teenagers in Forks, that we would do that kind of stuff, and I'm so exited to see him again! I haven't seen him for, what... "she paused, obviously counting her fingers, "three years! Oh, God, that's along time. But he told me, that maybe, he would be looking for apartments here! And jobs! And he's doing it for me, I'm so exited..."

When she started to repeat herself, I cut the line, hoping she would discover it in time to meet.

It felt a little weird, not having Rose by my side to complain to, but she told she already had the perfect dress and shoes, but I think it was mostly because Emmett was in the playful mood. Disgusting.

I was at Mi Casa a little early, but I used the time to order a pizza and two cokes while waiting for Bella.

She came nearly running, her cheeks flushed, looking like a thunderstorm.

"Why did you hang up on me? I was in the middle of telling you some important stuff!" she wailed, but couldn't stop smiling.

"You started repeating yourself. I don't count that as important," I answered with a smile, letting her know that I didn't hold any grudges. She grinned back.

"So, just before I called you, Jasper called me. He told that he was coming this afternoon on a quick-ticket, you know, these cheap ones? Oh, I guess you found out how happy I became, I just love him! Like a brother, right? He's like a brother to me, really. When I was in high scool up in gloomy Forks, he was my best friend and brother, and he still is. God, I miss him, he's so understanding, it's like he knows your feelings immediately, anywhere. He always knew when something was wrong back in Forks, and just being with happy him made me happy. And he's such a gentleman, and he has a slight accent from his childhood in Texas, and he's obsessed with the Civil War, he teaches in History, he has mesmerizing blue eyes, honey gold hair, and he's tall, very tall, like 6' 4'' or something. You're 4' 10'', right? So, he's 1' 6'' taller than you, wow, that's much," she babbled on while showing exactly how tiny I was. Great.

"Bella, eat your pizza and show me your dress. I'm really looking forward to meet this Jasper..." I trailed off suggestive.

"Whitlock," she responded.

"I'm really looking forward to meet this Jasper Whitlock, but if he want me to know which colour of socks he wore in his senior year, I think he should tell me himself,"

Bella giggled.

"I think you two would get along well, even despite the hight difference. Ooo, sorry," she said when I shot her an angry look, looking anything else but sorry, "You have just the right kind of humour."

She eyed me weirdly, then her eyes glazed over a little and she tapped her index finger wondering against her lips. This was getting on my nerves.

"You said he's coming this afternoon?" I asked, trying to maintain some dignity. Luckily, she snapped out of her trance, but then she blushed.

"Err, I sort of promised him a place to stay, okay? And since you're the only one that's, err, living alone since, err, last weekend when I moved, I sort of said he could stay in my old room," she rushed panicky.

"Oh, well okay, he seems like a good guy, so I guess that's okay?" I said, knowing she never would let her best friends suffer. Not me, not him. She wouldn't have offered it, if she wasn't entirely sure that we would like each other. "How long is he going to stay? I just need to know if I should crave money for cooking him any food," I explained.

"I actually don't know. He told me he was growing to big for LA, so maybe until he finds an apartment," she shrugged.

"Okay, but when is his plane landing?"

She looked at her watch.

"Of my God! It's landing in 15 minutes! And we're 20 minutes away from the airport!" she wailed.

I took her hand.

"It's a good thing my car is fast,"

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We reached LaGuardia Airport in nine minutes, as my bright yellow Porsche 911 turbo wove through the traffic. I couldn't help myself but kiss the hood when we leaved it to go and get Jasper.

Now, I was actually a little anxious to meet my new 'roomie'(We weren't going to share a room, but an apartment, but Bella had always called us 'roomies'). Just before we pulled up to the parking lot, Bella called him. All I could hear was this deep bass voice, sounding like it belonged to a overly gorgeous man. Yummy.

Bella tripped in her hurry to get in the big building. I laughed.

"I thought that was an old habit from your younger days?" I grinned at her.

She scowled at me, raising her fist in mock anger.

"It was. I just feel like I'm seventeen again, Jasper does that to me," she grumbled.

We waited for what seemed like ten minutes, until a bored lady's voice informed us about that the plane from Los Angeles was going to be late.

"Ugh," she huffed.

And we waited. And waited, waited and waited.

Then suddenly, about an hour later, without warning, making me jump, Bella squealed.

"JASPER!"

She took off like a bullet from a gun, running straight into the arms of a very high man with a mane of a little bit too long, slightly curled, golden hair. He laughed loudly in the deep voice, I heard in the car, picking her up like a doll, and swung her around in big circles.

"Bella!" he yelled, taking no care to lower his voice because her ear was closer. She continued squealing like a kid.

I walked slowly closer, afraid to interrupt the perfect moment of reunion. When he eventually stopped swinging her around, after five or six rounds, he just squeezed her tight, keeping her so high up that her feet almost swayed a whole foot above the ground.

I was about five yards away, he sat her down again, and her squealing became giggles. She breathed heavily in and out once, and her eyes sobered up a little.

"Have you waited for long, darlin'?" he said in the beautiful, deep bas voice, catching the Southern twang in his voice.

Swoon.

"I think we waited about an hour? It doesn't matter to me. You're here now," she said and gave his waist a hug. He squeezed lightly back

Then she turned to me.

"Oh, yeah, this is Alice, the girl I've been talking about. She's your 'roomie' until, and if, you find another apartment. Be nice and say hello," she teased him.

"What a tiny lady, and then again, I haven't met anyone more lady. Except Mama Whitlock," Jasper mumbled low. I wasn't sure it was meant for me to hear, so I didn't answer. I couldn't.

As I reached out to shake his hand, he grabbed it, bowed slightly over it and pressed his velvety lips against my knuckles, still looking me in the eyes.

Bella was right. He had absolutely mesmerizing icy blue eyes. They just weren't cold, they were very, very warm.

His disheveled, golden hair looked like it only had been combed with his fingers throughout the last year, the tangles revealing millions of different shades, from dark golden-bronze to nearly white. The urge to run my fingers through it was for a short second unbearable, making my hand twitch before I got a hold on myself.

His whole face was flawless, from his long nose to those perfect, velvet lips of his, still hovering an inch over my hand. His warm breath swept across my hand, leaving goose bumps all the way up my arm. The warmth of his fingers spread through my whole body.

"You've kept me waiting a long time," I said watching him straighten up, God, he's awfully tall, barely succeeding to contain the light tremble in my voice. He kissed my hand once again.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," he answered, being the perfect gentleman.

And he was going to be my 'roomie' for an unspecific period of time.

Bad. Very bad.

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