A/N: Minors details before you read... all characters in this story will be human (unless I say otherwise, but currently all are human). Bella, Emmett, and Alice share a house together. They don't know Rosalie, Jasper or Edward, who share an apartment. Rosalie, Jasper and Edward don't know Bella, Emmett, or Alice either.

Special thanks to Madi, for editing this chapter for me, and also for helping me pick a title. Okay, Siob helped a little with the title... but Madi actually thought of the one I used.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. At all. End of discussion.

Chapter 1

BPOV

I woke up because my bed was shaking insanely.

"BELLA! GET UP! Get up, get up, get up!" I opened my eyes to see the crazy, pixie-like Alice jumping up and down at the end of bed.
I rolled over and buried my face in my pillow.

"No," I moaned. "Go away.""Well, that's rude."

"Please?"

"Nope. You have to get up so we can go!"

I was almost afraid to ask, but I did. "Go where?"

"To the mall, of course!" She exclaimed.

"Have you woken Emmett up yet?" Then I turned my head to look at her. She had moved to the side of my bed. Thank God, the bouncing had stopped. "You are bringing him, right?" I was not about to endure this torture alone with her. That would just make it worse for me.

"No... I haven't woke him up yet. He's going alright," she replied.

"Then go wake him up!"

"Fine..." with that, she left the room.

I tried to sleep until she got back, but I could hear her in Emmett's room. She was jumping on his bed too.

"GAH! ALICE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I could hear him clearly, even through the wall.

Haha, so he had the same wake up call I did. I knew he would get up... so I decided to get up too, sparing myself a second wake up call from Alice the Amazing Alarm Clock.

I got out of bed, and walked down the hall to Emmett's room. Alice was still trying to get him up, and was pulling his blankets. It looked like he had a tight grip. I decided to go help Alice win. I went over and started tickling his feet.

He caved, letting go of the blanket to put his arms up in surrender. "Okay, okay! You win!"

"Yay! I always do," Alice said.

I cleared my throat.

"With Bella's help of course," she was laughing.

"Okay, I'm going to shower then once I'm dressed we can go to the mall," I said.

"Ditto," Emmett said.

"I already showered so I'll be waiting in the living room."

Emmett went to his bathroom, and I went to the bathroom Alice and I shared. We both hopped in the shower. The scent of my strawberry shampoo filled the bathroom, as I washed my hair. I breathed in the familiar smell.

When I got out, and dressed, Emmett and Alice were both waiting for me in the living room.

"If your dragging me to the mall, the least you can let me do is drive," I said to Alice.

"That's not up to me," she said. She pointed to herself before continuing. "Car-less, remember?"

"I know." I looked at Emmett. "We are NOT taking your Jeep to the mall. End of discussion."

The last thing we needed was his massive Jeep drawing attention to us. It looked more like a monster truck, with the tires that went up to my waist, and the safety harnesses.

He pouted, but knew better than to argue with me (or Alice).

We got into my truck. I turned the key and it roared to life. Alice got in the middle and Emmett by the door. Emmett grumbled something.

Probably about how loud my truck was. I didn't care what he said. He could tell me a million times how loud it was, and how slow it went. I loved my truck.

We got to the mall a little over an hour later, because of the speed of my truck. Alice was not happy we had wasted that much shopping time, but I sure wasn't.

Alice dragged us in every single clothing store in the place. She would walk around the store, get an armful of clothes, hand it to one of us and tell us to go try it on. Then she would get another pile for the other one of us, and do the same thing. She would sit there and watch us as we came out and modeled our outfits for her. Alice, of course, had found an outfit for herself almost as soon as we got to the mall. She had picked a sliver dress and black leggings. She also managed to get a curling iron somewhere in between stores.

After about ten outfits just in this store alone, I walked out of the dressing room in a pair of dark-wash denim skinny jeans, and a deep blue v-neck tee shirt. Out of all the outfits I had tried on so far, this was definitely my favorite. I spun around in front of Alice twice, to hint I liked it. As she looked at me her face brightened.

"This is the one," she said.

Yes. That meant I was free from trying on more clothes. Emmett on the other hand, was not so lucky. He came out dressed in an outfit I didn't even want to describe. I guarantee Alice didn't pick that out.

"EMMETT!" I was sure the whole store could hear her scream.

He looked at her innocently, as if he had done nothing wrong.

"Yes, Alice?"

"I did not pick that out," she practically growled. "You are making this much harder than it needs to be. Go back in there, and put on something I gave you."

I laughed. She was obsessing over this way too much.

"Are you even going to tell us where we are going?"

She looked shocked, then worry crossed her face. "What makes you think we're going somewhere?"

"Well, not that you don't always take us shopping, but you seem to be determined to get us something good today. You don't do that unless you have something planned," I told her.

"Crap. Your more observant than I gave you credit for. If I tell you, you have to promise not to tell Emmett."

"Deal."

She leaned in and whispered, "We're going bar hopping tonight. I don't want Emmett to know, because this is sort of for him. Ever since Rebecca dumped him, he hasn't been himself. He needs to get back out there in the dating world. I hate seeing him like this."
She finished just in time to pull away before Emmett came out in another outfit. This time, he had a dark green tee with a khaki jacket over it, and light-wash jeans. He looked really good.

"Perfect, Emmett. See? Was that so hard?" She asked. Before he could answer she said, "Now onto shoes."

I should have seen that coming.

We went to the biggest shoe store at the mall, and looked around for what must have been an hour. If I thought clothes shopping with Alice was bad, shoe shopping was even worse. I swear I tried on more than 30 pairs of I told her I liked a pair of black open-toe ballet flats. She just got Emmett a pair of white tennis shoes. She grabbed herself a pair of heels, we paid and were on our way.

"Can we stop and eat?" Emmett asked.

"Good idea, I'm hungry," I said.

We looked at Alice. She sighed.

"Fine."

We walked to the food court. Emmett got a massive slice of pepperoni pizza from Sbarro, and Alice and I got subs from Subway. We gathered around one of the higher tables, and ate lunch. Emmett asked about the plans we had for today. Obviously, Alice and I both had to lie, saying we didn't want to do anything.

On the way back to the truck, Alice whispered to me again.

"I'll do your make-up and hair when we get home. I'll say I want to test out my new curling iron. Your make-up we can do secretly."

I just nodded my head.

I let Emmett drive my truck home, since he promised not to try and push it over 50 mph. We got home and I helped Alice carry in the bags.

"Bella?"

"Yes, Alice?"

"Want to play a game?"

I asked, even though I knew what game. "And what might that be?"

"Well, I get to do your hair!"

"What a fun game," I mumbled, hoping I was playing my part correctly.

"I just want to make sure my new curling iron works well," she said innocently.

Emmett was just looking at us as if we were crazy. I knew we fooled him.

Alice did my hair with her new curling iron, as we told Emmett. She curled each section until she thought it was perfect. A couple of squirts of hairspray later, and she was done. I had to admit, she had a way with her hands (and a curler). My hair looked amazing.

She went to the drawer next to the sink and started to get out foundation, but I stopped her.

"No way. I'm letting you do my make-up, but eyes only. I don't want anything else on my face."

She just sighed and put the foundation back. She took out the eyeliner, mascara, and eye shadow. I sat there, letting me be her life-sized Barbie. She finished, and then did her own make-up.

"Alice... you forgot one minor detail. Somehow you have to get Emmett into that new outfit," I told her.

"Don't worry, I didn't forget... I have my ways."

I didn't even ask. I knew I find out eventually. We both went to go get changed into our outfits.

Once we were both dressed and ready to go, Alice and I went into the family room where Emmett was watching TV.

"Emmett go put on you new outfit;I was telling my friend about the outfits we got, and she wanted to see them. Apparently I wasn't good at describing them, so I'm taking a picture of us, and then send it to her," Alice told Emmett.

Wow. What a sneaking little thing.

Emmett did what he was asked, but not without grumbling a bit first.

He got ready faster than we did, and was back within minutes.

"Crap, my camera's in the car. Will you go get it, Emmett?" Alice asked.

"Alright, there's something up your sleeve," Emmett replied.

Alice played dumb and looked at her sleeve. "No there's not."

"You've got something planned, and I want to know what it is."

"Okay, I'll tell you. We're going out to eat."

We really did go out to eat, and at dinner Alice told Emmett what we had planned for the rest of the evening. As expected, he complained. He claimed he "wasn't in the mood to party". Yeah, right. I hadn't realized until now just how pathetic he was getting. He needed this night out.
Alice asked the waitress for two straws so we could figure out who would drive home. In other words, which one of us wasn't allowed to drink alcohol tonight. We didn't need one for Emmett, because we knew he would complain even more if he had to be dragged to the bar, and couldn't even drink. Alice tried to rip the straw, but it didn't work. We ended up using straw wrappers, but it served the same purpose. Emmett held the wrappers as Alice and I choose. We each grabbed one and compared them. Naturally, mine was shorter. Lucky me, I get to drive home.

A/N: And there you have it... chapter one. Review, please! More is on it's way :)