Summary&Notes: I do not own Heart no kuni no alice/Alice In the Country of hearts or Alice, Lorina or Edith. Mrs. Louis is mine. Enjoy and review

"What is the matter Alice? Why are you crying?"
"N-Nothing! Go away!"
"It's okay. You can tell me anything Alice. We are close, remember?"
"L-lorina is leaving for tour again for another month."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry for leaving you again Alice."
"Take me with you then!"
"Hehe. You know I can't take you on my tours. But don't worry, once I return from tour, we can go to that favorite ice cream diner we love so much."
"That's what you say every time."
"…Alice."

"Alice. Look to your right. What do you see?"

"Nothing. The stupid door."
"Stupid? That's not nice to say to the audience. They have been cheering for you for hours."
"A-audience?"

"Yes. I see a big crowd, chanting your name just beyond the stage."

"Stage?"

"Yep. A giant wooden stage with bright pink, blue and purple lights around the wooden floors. Large speakers from front to back. The silence quickly feels the concert-"
"Concert? Who will be singing Lorina?"
"You are. You are the star! It is your time to sing. Ladies and Gentleman, give your attentions to the one and only….Alice Liddell!"

…...

And that was the last good memories of the famous pop idol, Lorina Liddell. My older sister. I was fourteen years old when she died in a car crash during her tour. She was only nineteen years old. Stupid Paparazzi. They should had been sued or even thrown into jail for chasing after my sister. I bet millions of fans feel the same. Won't blame them. It happens when your idol is gone and you don't know what to do except to kill or just cry.

Since her death, I regretted many things in my life and the fact I can't go back in time and stop all the emotions I have been holding. I won't be the first or the last. I was very envy of my sister. Who wasn't when you have a sibling who is adored and known worldwide? I remember I was 'The sister of Lorina' and everyone wanted to be my friend just to be close to Lorina Liddell. It even broke my heart once. When I was thirteen, I had a crush on a seventeen year old kid who asked me out one day. I remember being thirteen. You are a confused mistake and think of the pros and cons of life. Anyway, he then…well…really shut me down. It was one of the rock bottoms. That boy. That boy went up to my sister and confesses to love and wants to marry her. In front of me. In front of my sister.

Those were the days I regretted the most. I can just remember dropping my tea tray and running away from the scene. What hurt the most was, Lorina was the one who ran back to comfort me. All I was doing was screaming hateful things to my sister and never wanting to see her again. I haven't seen that boy and Lorina since it was my last memory of seeing her.

I am eighteen and I will honestly say. I am so surprised that I lived this long. My younger sister, Edith is thirteen years old and her memories are a bit faded of Lorina. She was five years old when Lorina died. We live on the suburb area by the city where Lorina grew into stardom. A bigger reason to cry. Our mother died when Edith was two. Our older sister and nanny, Mrs. Louis was our caretaker. Our dad since our mother's death rarely came home. When he did, he rushed to his office and never came out. Mrs. Louis said he was busy, but I think he doesn't want to see the memories of our mom. Me and Edith were alone. I think Edith is more comfortable with it and goes on with life.

Before I get too ahead, I have my reasons to explain my feelings. When I was visiting my sister's gravesite, a piece of paper by the wind smacks me in the face. I scrambled to pull it off of my face. Glancing at what hit me, I remember that silly memory of me and my sister singing stupidly together. She was the best singer compare to me. But I had a pulling feeling in my chest that recalled a memory that was short lived, but it spark my interest and motions for something unlike me to do

I remember dropping the flowers I bought for Lorina's grave and dashing to my old Chery QQ. I jump into the driver's seat and zooming without backing up or looking for left to right. I was zooming back into a deep thought that I never had before. All the schools and unknown careers, regrets and pains, therapy and confusion. All I can think about is only one reason to be out of character and why.

Ladies and gentleman…

Nearly crashing into the garage of my home, I jogged onto the stairs of my house. Still holding on the paper with knuckles white. The flooded memories of Lorina on tv, stores, magazines, posters and all in the flesh. I also remember me infront of the mirror, holding a brush against my mouth and moving my mouth. I clearly can't remember what I was saying, but it came to me more and more as my ponytail begun to pull itself down. My skinny legs dashed about to whatever I felt I needed to go. The small girl in the mirror's voice grew clearly as I began to hold and dash my breath in.

Please give your warms hands to the one and the only…

"Mrs. Louis! Mrs. Louis! I know what I want to be now!"
I lean at the door frame when the maid asked and dropped the flyer that was crumpled on the floor which read "Auctions for Stardom for WonderWorld studios. Future singers wanted. Auctions on the first of March. "

Alice Liddell!

Pop idol.

Authors note: Had this idea for a long time. Excuse the sloppy chapter. More will present if supported. Please review!