"Damn it, Alice! No way in Hell am I wearing that!" I yelled, staring at the clothes Alice had picked out for me for the FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL-SENIOR YEAR!!!! "Bella!" Alice whined, streching out my name for miles. "Pwease?" she asked, whimpering, wiggling her chin. "Fine," I snapped, grabbing the clothes from her tiny hand. Let me illustrate what she asked me to wear. Denim shrts, scuffed, a light, earthy green TIGHT tube top, with tan sandle/heels. She smiled sweetly. "Hey Bells?" she said, as I closed the door to change. "Yeah?" I asked, turning to look at her. She smiled at me, and laughed, "You're already popular, so what's a little revelation gonna do?" she said, giggling. Bitch. Well, Alice is actually my best friend, so...I can't call her that...