BOLD: Stella ITALICS: Pillow BOLD ITALICS: Pillow and Stella

it is us, stella turner and i-bit-a-pillow. we were bored and kept spitting out random ideas. So i, being the smart one, decided we should make a joint account(!!!!!) thus making our ideas become one as we joined hands. (well, not really, we were kinda on the phone when we decided to. DON'T INTERRUPT ME! Sorry.) anyway, we will probably be quicker doing this than updating our regular individual accounts, which link's are on oyur profile, check us out! well, in a hits in visitors kinda sense.

ONWARD TO THE STORY!!!

hi! we finally got it finished!! (well, actually the 2 day wait is finally up. . . ) but yeah. so now we can honestly say we have a story. . . . . enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: TWILIGHT NO OWN!! Stell, what was with the cave language. we might as well type grunt grunt grunt i'm just too lazy to type the rest, that's all......oh, and we don't own Estee Lauder either.... sadly, no. . .

BPOV

"Oh. Bellaaaaa!!!" Alice sang in her windchime-y voice.

"What, Alice?!" I groaned from under my covers.

"Get up! Get up, get up, GET UP!!" I covered my head with a pillow in a feeble attempt to block her screams of hyperness, terror ( it was scary), eagerness, and impatience.

Hmmm.....I wonder if she had coffee right before she was changed......that would easily explain the eternal hyperness.

"Hey!" I whined when she tore it from my hands. "I want to SLEEP, Alice! Leave me alone!"

"No, silly! It's almost lunch already! Time for my favoritist activity of all!" She exclaimed excitedly. I gasped loudly.

"NOOOO!!! No, Alice!! NOOOO!!! You don't understand woman! Unlike you I NEEEEEED sleep! I am not eternally full of energy!" I started complaining and reached for my pillow, only to have Alice pull it out of my hands, spreading feathers EVERYWHERE.

So I settled for curling into a ball and rocking back and forth. "No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" Alice insisted, pulling back the covers and sitting me on the end of my bed. "Now, Bella, don't run because we both know it wouldn't work. I'd just pull you back and tie you to a chair. And I am not kidding about that. So be cooperative!"

"Oooh. . ." I groaned, but sat still as Alice took out her many, many cases of make-up and clothes and shoes. I liked to refer to them as 'Alice's Torure in a Case" kit. Torture. I shuddered.

"Okay. Brushes, lipgloss, lipstick, eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner. . . . Oh, no! Bella, dear, I forgot my new Estee Lauder foundation kit. I'll go get it, but don't try anything. I'm coming back as quickly as possible."

"Okay. I'll just eat breakfast."

"Bye."

I waited a couple seconds until I heard the purr of her Porsche outside. Then I ran over to her bags of make-up and picked up one containing nothing but multiple powders. How many did she need?! None. How many did she have?! Sixty-seven. Oh, God there was even a tally board. Oh, God.

She is so over-board.

A jar of metallic, glittery silver powder caught my eye. Why would she need silver? She's already sparkly! I decided on this one and opened the cap, litle particles of silver drifting in the air when it opened. Taking a huge brush from another bag and dipping it into the powder, then smiling evilly. I loved this plan.

I twirled around my room and banged the powdery brush against every possible surface. The air sparkled with the silvery color.

Then a huge teddy bear appeared beside me and started helping. It took another huge brush and started banging it against the floor and my desk.

I suddenly turned around and tripped over. . . something. I think it was the bear's foot. Next thing I knew, I was up in the air and sailing through it.

"Ahh!!" I screamed and closed my eyes as I flew through the second story window.

(STELLA) sorry we stopped there! haha! CLIFFY!! I LOVE CLIFFIES!! (pillow coughs) sorry. we really do, though. ooh! i love this song!! (starts singing along to City is at War by Cobra Starship. (pillow) ME TOO! (joins singing)

the city is at war plagued by the young and rich. ignore me if you see me cause i just don't give a s-.( Pillow: STELLA!) (What?!?!!? I'M TRYING TO SING HERE!) ( stella, please, we need to be good girls.) (Sorry) the city is at war plagued by the young and rich with designer friends and designer drugs.

okay. . . so we got a little. . . . . distracted....(like i said on our profile, i think i have ADD) there, but we really love that song.

(STELLA) i have random songs stuck in my head right now, so when one of them plays on my playlist, i can't help but start singing it!! i have a good memory of most of my songs on my playlist. . . . .

(PILLOW) and i have this brain disorder where random songs pop into my head and get stuck there, but other than that, i'm normal......at least i think i am........ okay. sorry to be the bearer of bad news but. . . you are not normal!!!

REVIEW!!!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!! REVIEW AND YOU'LL BE MY BEST FRIEND! I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR BEST FRIEND! REVIEW AND YOU'LL BE MY SECOND BEST FRIEND!!!!!!!! WHAT ABOUT SUMI? OK, OK. JUST REVIEW PLEASE. SORRY I CAN'T GIVE YOU ANYTHING BUT STELLA IS GONNA FLIP OUT AND....YEAH.