Okay, this time I'm using my ideal self in place of Alice. The only things about my avatar that actually look like me in real life are the hair and eyes. And yes, I'm using my real name. So if any of my friends from High School are reading this, I hope you guys love it! And if Alfredo Mada is reading this, you're named after a pasta, for God's sake! Get back on the damn shelf where you belong and stop treating girls like they only exist for your pleasure! I wasn't stupid enough to fall for it, and someday, I hope you learn exactly how creepy it is to be treated the way you treated me!

Okay, now that I've vented properly, I present you with MY adventures in the Country of Hearts! Enjoy!

Jacky in the Country of Hearts

or

Hearts no Kuni no Jacky!

"Ugh, why is it always me and only me?" I muttered as I made my way to my shop. Another loser had just tried to flirt with me. There were already two guys I actually liked trying to win my affections, though they were both a little shy about it. It was to the point where I didn't care which asked first, because I'd say yes to either. They were sweet, knowledgeable, and handsome, and both loved my passion for fashion. I'd already told the sister of one of them my ring size so she could pass it on to him. Now it was just a matter of who proposed first.

I sighed as I walked up to the front door of my shop, turned off the security system, and unlocked the door. My part-time assistants would arrive within the hour. Right now, I needed to make the last few preparations before we could open up. I turned on the radio, and "Love Like Woe" came on. Not bad, but I wanted something happier, so I turned on my own playlist. First up, "Hall of Fame!"

All and all, it was a wonderfully productive day. Sold twenty mannequin outfits, won the International Contest for the 12th time this year, partied at the hotel with the models and the celebs. Finally I went back to my apartment to relax. It'd be Sunday in about six minutes. My day off. I figured I'd read a little Manga before I fell asleep. I picked up a copy of Alice in the Country of Hearts: White Rabbit and Some Afternoon Tea. I don't care if Alice viewed him as a pervert. Peter was my favorite Role-Holder, no competition. He was so faithful to her, even if it made him seem a little creepy. But considering what 21st century men in my age group were like, I found Peter's level of love and loyalty refreshing. If only it was me you looked at so fondly, I'd be the happiest girl alive! I wished with all my might.

Careful what you wish for...

I gasped. I felt like I knew that voice, but it was still unfamiliar. I chalked it up to being sleepy, turned off the lamp by my bed and fell asleep hugging the manga to my chest.

The next morning I didn't get up until 10:00 a.m. I made myself some banana and chocolate crepes for breakfast - er, I mean, brunch - with a fruit smoothie to wash it down, brushed my long, wavy brown-ish gold hair, washed my face, then got dressed. Even on my days off, I like to look good. I was supermodel-tall, so I looked good in anything. Today, I was dressed kinda like a pop star, in a purple tank-top, black hot-pants, black denim leggings, purple platform boots, and a motorcycle jacket. I sat down under the old ash tree in my back yard, a bottle of crème soda at my side, and my latest project in my hands. I was making a doll for a sick friend, who also liked Alice in the Country of Hearts. Her beau was Blood Dupre, though.

I wasn't sure what she saw in him. Sure, he was hot as Hell itself, but he was a jerk and a mafia boss. I liked his second-in-command well enough, but I'd rather not get involved with the Mafia. As soon as I was done making the chibi-plushy, I put him away in a box, along with the needle and thread. It was exhausting making an effigy of someone who reminded me of the trash I met in High School. I'd make myself a Peter-doll a little later. Right now I was starting to feel sleepy. And my soda was caffeine-free, so it wasn't of much use to me. Just a little nap, I told myself. I better not get any damn ants in my clothes, though. I was almost asleep when I heard a rustling in the bushes. I sat up in time to see what caused it, and I almost had a heart attack.

A white rabbit dressed in a red jacket and brown pants with a pair of round glasses was making his way towards me. "Peter White...?" I whispered, almost too shocked to move. "Is it really you?"

"Indeed, Jacky!" he said in the cutest voice, perfectly fitting his rabbit form. "Your bright, shining love has reached me, and I've come to take you back to Wonderland!"

I swear, if I could've seen my own face, my greyish-blue eyes must've betrayed my joy. I could already see the rabbit hole behind him, so I stood, scooped him up, and jumped in.

Just like in the manga, we landed safely on the observation deck of the Clock Tower. Wonderland was even more beautiful than the pictures I saw on the Internet. "If I'm dreaming, I never wanna wake up," I said, mostly to myself.
"That's the spirit, my sweet Jaquelin!" Peter said, taking a familiar vial from his pocket. "You've always loved this place, and loved me over everyone else, so I decided to bring you here! I love you, after all!"

My heart skipped a beat. This was a dream come true! Like he did with Alice, he force-fed me the Medicine of Hearts, but I didn't mind a bit. He both felt sparks of real love the moment our lips met, and his lips tasted delicious...

I could've knelt there with him and kissed all day, but we eventually needed air. Since our love was mutual, I decided to go with him to Heart Castle. Maybe Vivaldi and I could exchange fashion/make-up tips!

There was only one person I really didn't want to talk to.

Blood Dupre.