A/N: Okay… first Twilight fanfic EVER. Not sure how good it is, but whatever… ~CC

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Claimer: We do own the plot though… sort of…

"Alice, can we please go home now? It's been five hours. I'm tired and my feet hurt." I knew I sounded like a whiny baby, but it couldn't be helped. This was the sixth mega-shopping trip Alice had taken me on in the last two weeks! Alice needed to realize the sad truth: In my frail human state, I just could not keep up with her!

Alice, being Alice, only noticed one part of my statement. "Oh-my-gosh, Bella! Did you say your feet hurt?" She didn't wait for my answer, of course. "I have the perfect solution! Let's get pedicures!!" She was practically squealing in excitement.

I, however, did not share her sentiments. "Alice, I really don't want to get one—"

"What?! Bella, how can you not want a pedicure? I thought all human females loved getting pedicures!"

That was where she was wrong.

"Well, Alice, I guess all human females except for me love getting pedicures."

"Bel-la…" Alice gave her exasperated look.

"I'm sorry, Alice, I just don't like the concept of some stranger's hands all over my feet! It makes me uncomfortable…" I trailed off, because Alice wasn't listening anymore. She had this look in her eyes that I knew all too well. She was having a vision.

"What now, Alice?" It was my turn to be exasperated.

"You said that you didn't want a stranger's hands touching your feet… Would you be so opposed if it were someone you knew?" She looked as if she already knew the answer.

"Well, I guess not…" I answered; wary of whatever evil plan she had brewing. Then something occurred to me. "As long as it wasn't, you know, the grocery store cashier or something."

With a positively manic gleam in her eyes, she asked, "So, would you be alright if… Edward… gave you a pedicure?"

I considered this for a moment. It would mean Edward would be touching me, a lot. Yes, I was okay with that. "Yes," I said, trying not to sound too eager. I doubted that this would actually happen… Who knew if Edward would even agree to it? And since when did Edward even know how to paint nails?

"Yay! You're going to love this, Bella! Let's get home and set it up before Edward gets back from hunting!"

"Wait, Alice, how do you know he'll agree to this?" She tapped her forehead knowingly. "And how did Edward learn how to paint nails?" She shrugged. "Same way he learned to speak 35 languages and type at 105 words-per-minute. Practice."

"Yeah. That figures. Edward is good at everything," I reminded myself out loud.

"Well, that remains to be seen. Let's go set up!" Alice was jumping up and down in excitement now.

And, to tell you the truth, I was pretty close to doing that myself.

A/N: Well?? Like it? Hate it? Love it?? Leave a review if you want the second chapter… which will probably be in Edward's POV. This will probably be a two- or three-shot… But one thing's for sure… without reviews, it's staying a one-shot. So there.