Alice's Thoughts.

Alice's POV

Jasper took my hand and helped me out of the Porsche. With the way I drove us here, we were there in L.A in record time. Just as well, we were in the only overcast days that L.A has seen in months. We walked hand in hand in the parking lot. It was normal for people to stare. I always thought it was because it was our beauty. I had never thought it was about my height. I know I was small, Jasper didn't mind. He loved it. Ever since Edward made the comment after Jasper explained his story to Bella. "Towing this little freak" It hurt more then I let anyone know. I already know how short I am. He didn't need to exaggerate it to everyone. I had never questioned Jasper about my height. He never asked, and I didn't think it was a problem. Jasper has always liked me for me. My personality, my character, my… I trailed off in my own thoughts.

We had reached the large glass doors in front of the mall. I looked up to see our reflection in the glass. We were two very beautiful people, but so very different. My coral V neck shirt, looked, of course , stunning on me. Along with some jeans. Jasper wore a light jacket with cargo pants. I stopped dead in my tracks and stared.

"What's wrong Alice?" Jasper asked curiously. He looked into the glass. You look wonderful today, he complimented. I smiled.

"Thanks, so do you", I stated walking again. We entered the mall. Casually looking around at every expensive store we could find. I've always known Jasper as one who didn't like to be the centre of attention. He was the laid back type. His wardrobe mostly consisted of dark coloured shirts, nothing to bright, and vivid. Maybe Jasper didn't like my colour choices. I mean, he is hardly ever in my room. Our room I corrected myself. It was a bright shade of pink. With flowers, and anything girly. He wasn't a girly type. The only time he was ever in our room was when we had sex. I mean, that's normal. He has his own office, he likes to be in there. Damn it, why is this so hard.

"Jasper," I said. "I want to buy a dress." I pointed over a few stores up from us. It was labelled "Beau." That meant beautiful in French.

"Of course," He said, nodding. "Do you want me to wander while you look for one?" His expression was curious.

"You don't want to stay with me?" I asked sadly. What was he trying to do, stay away from me? I started feeling sad. I hoped he felt it to.

"I'll stay with you Alice," He sounded unsure.

We entered the store I had picked out. I saw a beautiful dress in the front window. My eyes were wide, looking at it. It was a wonderful colour of yellow. The bow in the middle looked very nice. And the ruffled edges gave it a warm feel. It was short in length . I loved it. I wanted to buy it. I WILL HAVE THAT DRESS. I thought to myself. I looked at Jasper who was eyeing the shoes. I let go of his hand. Remembering what I had thought about. 'Maybe he didn't like my colour choices.' I looked on the racks for a different outfit. I found a grey slate like dress. I could easily see myself in it. The colour wasn't me, but Jasper would have to like it and it would make my hair stand out.

"Jasper," I murmured. He walked over to me. "I found a dress. Tell me what you think of it, once I have it on.

"Alright." He said. It looked like he was uncomfortable. I walked into the dressing room and started to unbutton my shirt. That's when I had a vision. I saw myself and Jasper near a bench in the mall. I was sitting there. More upset then ever. Jasper was furious at something. Cussing under his breath. His eyes were wild He started storming off in a rage. I snapped out of it. What did it mean. I hurried to put on the dress. I stepped out.

"What took you so long?" He asked. I stared into his eyes. I had a vision. That's all. Nothing special. "Of what?"

"Nothing," I said frustrated. "It's nothing."

He shrugged. "I like the dress. Though it is very… plain. wouldn't you rather have something outgoing?"

"I'm buying it because I thought you would like it." I felt so bad. I didn't like it. At all. I slipped back into my other clothes. I walked up to the counter. The woman was about as tall as Jasper. She paid no attention to me. She kept looking at him. I simply ignored her. We walked out of the store. I needed to talk to him. We were very honest to each other. I led him over to a bench. We sat down.

"Alice," Jasper started. "You haven't been yourself all day. I would like to know what's wrong. Ever since we got here, you have been… different."

"Well, I have been thinking. Jasper why do you like me." I asked him. I felt embarrassed saying it.

"Alice, I love you because you are so unique. I love every part of you. The quirkiness, the… just everything about you. I wouldn't change anything for the world."

"And my height?" I added. "Are you ashamed of it?"

"Why would I be. There is no reason for that. Why are you doubting this all? His expression blank.

I suddenly perked up. I felt like myself again. I know he could feel it to.

"That's better," he said enthusiastically. "I love you too much for you to be sad."

"Yes. I love you to. There is just one thing. I had this vision."

CHAPTER TWO WILL BE POSTED SOON