Author's note, disclaimer, dedication, all that jazz:
A/N: Hope u like this! Randomly Popped into my head while I was taking a shower!
disclaimer: I do not own twilight. I wish I did, but I have learned the hard way that when you wish upon a star, I most definitely does NOT come true. screw you pinnochio!!!!
dedication: To my dear friend, ALiSON PLOWY STALTSON JACOBY LUNA HOBO OGLETHORPE, who loves Alice Cullen, but despises her yellow Porsche.
HEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRREEE'S THE STORY!
ALICE POV!
I was minding my own business during French class, when Eric Yorkie didn't sit in his own seat- he sat in the usually empty seat next to me. I completely ignored him.
"So, prom is coming up in a couple of weeks," he started. I scoffed. I knew where this was headed. I quickly thought up a witty way to refuse him. But then a vision hit me. It was of Edward handing me a new set of keys. Stupid, bribing, mind-reader. I thought that loud enough that Edward would hear it two classrooms away. I guess I'll have to say yes to the greaseball.
"Do you want to go with me?" he asked, blushing.
"Ugh, fine. But only because Carlisle told me if I said yes to the first person who asked me, I could get a new car," I said in a bored voice. It didn't seem to bother him though. He was grinning ear to ear. For all I know, he could have completely not heard anything after "ugh, fine." The bell rang for lunch, and he scampered off to tell his friends, like a little girl in kindergarten. I just tried to find the good in this. Whatever. You can never have too many yellow Porsches.
I felt like driving around town. The closest thing to a brand name store in Forks is a CVS, so I stopped in there. I went to the magazine rack to look for any new fads I had missed, but a big, bold, colorful headline stared me in the face. I gasped. It read:
LIME GREEN
IS THE NEW
CANARY YELLOW
I rushed out of the store as fast as I could, speeding away in my SO out of style car. It is just plain embarrassing to even be near "yesterday's" color.
I didn't want to seem TOO ostentatious (that's for you .ME) bursting into the cafeteria, so I screamed Edward's name in my thoughts while briskly walking toward him. EDWARD EDWARD EDWARD EDWARD EDWARD EDWARD EDWARD EDWARD!!!!!
"Not so loud! I think I have an omniscient headache!" he said, rubbing his temples for affect. Humph. Drama Queen. I gave him a hug, partially to bother him, partially to thank him for his gift-to-be.
"What do you want, Alice?!?!?" he asked. Ha, as if he, the mind-reader, didn't know.
"Um, duh much? You're getting me a brand-spanking-new Porsche! Oh, but definitely not yellow. No no no. Lime green is the way to go!" I said.
"Um, who said I was getting you a new car?" he asked me, his voice dripping with skeptical.
"I did! I saw it!" I laughed. He sighed and gave his attention back to Bella, who was nonchalantly sipping he soda. I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned back to me and frowned at my evil thought.
If you don't buy me a new, lime green Porsche before prom, I will burn your piano and smash every one of your CD's. Oh, and I will not let you see Bella for an entire week. He looked like he was going to cry if he could have. I smirked and walked away, knowing the bell would ring in precisely 24 seconds.