A/N I don't have much to say about this one. May be a one-shot cliffy. If you want to read the rest of the end give me ten reviews and it will be a full blown story.
Ch.1
The Shop.
"Bella, please! You know you can't wear that! We are going to the hottest teen club in Washington, and you're gonna wear that!" I let Alice continue her relentless rant, very little of which I actually listened to, while I sat down on the couch in her room. I liked the outfit and was pretty sure Edward would too.
My favorite dark wash skinny jeans and a revealing, soft, blue top. Yellow peep toe sling back heels were on my feet, hopefully to appease Alice that, however, didn't work.
"Alice, is this your strange and semi twisted way of getting me to go shopping with you?" I knew it was I just asked it in the form of a question. "Yes! Of course, I know the perfect little shop. Come on let's go!" I started to go get the clothes I had worn before I changed into these and Alice said, "Oh no you don't. Those clothes are cute, and I will not be humiliated by the other clothes. This is a very fashionable place! You're wearing that." Alice was being too enthusiastic about this and I already knew there was no way to talk her out of it. Not like I ever do anyway but hey, a girl can dream.
I began walking out the door and down the stairs but apparently human speed was too slow and Alice picked me up from behind and ran me, at her speed, downstairs and to her awaiting yellow Porsche. I got in. sat down ,and buckled up then screamed, "Alice! You could at least give me a little warning! You scared the shit out of me!" I complained then realized we were heading away from Port Angeles on the interstate.
I wondered for a little while and finally thought to ask, "Alice, where are we going?" I thought she wasn't going to answer my question when she said, "No where silly, we're already here." I realized she had stopped the car in front of a small, high end shop in what looked like a small town on Main Street. I could tell it was expensive, very expensive.
Little miss impatient, aka Alice, said, "Come on, come on, come on!" human speed just wasn't fast enough today.
I walked in the door and the scent of raspberry hit me so hard in the face I was seeing ghosts. "Hi! My names Amanda. How can I help you today Mrs. Alice?" Ah, she must come here often. The girl was being nice, a little too nice for my mood today. I thought about bitch slapping her but Alice had a vision and just as I was walking over to slap her Alice grabbed me and forced me over near a rack of micro short-shorts. "Hey, no killing innocent bystanders!" she was being sarcastic.
"It wouldn't have done much damage, I'm not even a vampire yet!" I went from extremely annoyed to pissed in a second flat. "Well, I must admit it was pretty funny." Alice dropped it after that. "We don't have time for you to try stuff on." Yay! I did a mental happy dance.
Alice walked across the store and grabbed a black mini-skirt that I doubted would cover my ass. "Here." Alice was in major shopping mode now. She forced it into my arms and went off to another rack before I could argue. When she came back with a purple and black piece of cloth draped over her arms I was confused. Then she held it up.
A black and purple strapless, hanky- style shirt with a black top surprised me. It was beautiful but more revealing than I was comfortable in.
"Alice I'm not sure about this," then she went for the shoes. What she held up would have been called hooker boots by my grandma I called them death traps. Alice walked up and paid for the clothes and walked out the door. I followed. We walked down the street to the crosswalk to get some accessories for my new outfit.
As I was walking across the street the heel on my shoe snapped making me fall and twist my ankle on the way down. Alice continued walking even though I was sure she heard the heel snap and me fall.
Then I heard it. A semi plowing down the street coming straight to me. A scream built in my throat but the muscles wouldn't comply with my effort to release it. Alice was gone I couldn't see her anywhere.
I could finally scream and I took full advantage, "Alice!" I screamed as loud as I could. I tried to move but the pain in my foot was paralyzing when I moved it. I yelped as I tried to scoot out of the way. Either way I moved I was going to get hit by the semi.
Then I noticed my surroundings. I was too far away from the shop we were just at for her to hear my screams. The rest of these shops looked empty, vacant. This fueled my throat and I just began to scream bloody murder few coherent words being formed.
The semi was less than twenty yards away. I was sobbing in pain and in fear. I continued trying to move but the semi just sped up aiming right for me. The urge to black out was prominent. The semi was five yards away I stopped screaming.
No sound came from me or the truck other than its roaring engine then it hit me.
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