Hey this is my friend and I's idea. we got it while we were skating actually go figure. Anyways if y'all like it then we shall cont., if not oh well we have many more ideas.
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"Come on, Bella! Don't be such a killjoy!" I pleaded. I folded my hands in prayer position in front of my face and gave her my best puppy-dog-face to prove my point.
"What possessed you to actually believe that I can ice skate, Alice! Are you trying to kill me?" she streaked, hysteric.
"No of course not. Don't be ridiculous. But Jasper and I entered the Annual Seattle Ice Skating Contest and Edward said I have to watch you at all times or he'll rip me limb from limb and burn the pieces," I rolled my eyes dramatically. "I know he won't, but that doesn't mean he won't be extremely angry with me if - when - he finds out."
"Awwww! Jeez Alice, don't do this to me!" she begged.
I came around beside her and put my arm casually over her shoulders. "It's okay, Bella." I assured her in an soothing voice. "I won't let you die."
She threw me a sarcastic look, but I saw the panic behind her facade.
"Don't make me drag you," I threatened.
She looked about to argue, but I grabbed her hand and towed her toward by bright yellow Porsche, ignoring her protests.
EPOV
When I returned from my hunting trip, I immediately checked the house for Alice's thoughts, anxious to learn that Bella was alright.
Nothing.
I was instantly panicked. No thoughts for me to hear, and though I wasn't expecting Bella's, I assumed Alice would stay home with her. At least, that's what I had asked her to do. But since when had Alice ever listened to me?
Jasper came up behind me, tasting my tension.
"What's up?" he asked me curiously.
"No one's home." I said robotically.
This didn't seem to concern him, he shrugged as he answered. "Alice was itching to go ice skating today. Maybe she took Bella with her to that lake to practice out routine."
I turned to gawk at him. "What?"
"She's probably up in that lake near Seattle," he said again. What's his problem? he wondered. I didn't stick around to answer. I just sprinted flat out towards Seattle.
BPOV
"Whoa!" I shouted as I fell for the umpteenth time. I landed hard on my butt, and I knew that I was going to have a enormous bruise later.
"Are you okay?" Alice shouted back to me, she was doing twirls and triple jumps, like some kind of freaky ballerina on ice. No one was at the lake, and snow was drifting down in flurries. I was cold, wet, and sore, and I wanted to go home.
I struggled to get back up, only managing halfway before my arms were flailing and i plopped back down again.
"No." I muttered bitterly, though I knew she could hear me because she rolled her eyes.
"Bella?" I sweet, honey voice called from far away. I whirled in the direction it came from, knowing who it was and eager for Edward to take me home.
Alice looked guilty.
I could see him now, and I was still sitting on the ice. He was just a blur of white and bronze. He called my name again, but this time in relief. I could also hear the fury, and knew who it must be directed toward.
"ALICE!" he boomed.
I tried to get back up, but just ended up falling back down again. "Ow!" i streaked as i landed hard on my ankle. I thought it might be twisted. I rubbed it and cussed under my breath. "Stupid Alice."
Edward heard me and was instantly preoccupied.
He rushed to my side, cussing just as I was, and cradled me in his arms.
"What hurts?" he asked anxiously.
"Nothing, Nothing, I'm fine." I muttered.
"Bella." he stared at me skeptical and frustrated.
"Okay okay, my butt and my ankle."
Edward put me down on a nearby bench and turned on Alice