A.N. This is a new story, all human hope you like.
This will be the only disclaimer in the story: I don't own Twilight (mutters I wish.)
School Day
"Mom, do I really have to get out here?" My voice rose in pitch as I continued pleading. "Don't you remember what they do to me?!" I squeaked on that last me, feeling very proud.
"You stop worrying; it's only Opie out there." She said briskly.
"Oh. Then I guess I'm fine." Leaning forward, I pecked her on the cheek. "See you after school then." Hopping out of the car, I walked 10 steps forward, counting them off.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, te- whumph!" That last part was all of the air being pushed forcefully out of my lungs. Note to self, I thought, NEVER, EVER forget to bring the poker to school, EVER again.
Leaning over to catch my breath, I looked back to see my mom laughing at me. I glared at her. "Traitor!" I yelled at her; there would be much more complaining once I got on the phone and yelled at her at one in the morning.
Turning my attention to the two energetically ramped up nut cases that called themselves my friends, I turned my evil eye onto them. Little David, (a.k.a. dork, Seth as in Seth Clearwater, or idiot. Take your pick,) took one look at me and fled; I would deal with him in class later. Katie, (a.k.a., look I'll just put a list of extensive nicknames on my profile, but Katie is Nessie, as in Renesmee,) on the other hand, looked at me and started rolling in the dirt, laughing at me. Promising her a really good haul over the coals, I dusted off my jeans and trudged inside where it was warmer.
"Hey, Aaaalice," Bella, or Opie, said.
"What up Bells?" I said in reply, our usual morning routine, until I was awake at least.
"Nothin' much. Oh yeah, Ness has something to tell you."
"Hey, hey guess what Mara?" Katie's voice was excited and coy at the same time.
"Hmmm let's see. Oh I know, someone asked you out and your annoying dad said that you could go?" My morning mental wake-up report must have finished.
"Yeah! Hold on; how did you know that?" Katie's face was a mask of astonishment and something else.
"I dunno Kate. I'm psychic or something." I was not processing that well right at this moment; looked like my brain hit the snooze button.
"Yeah, or something." Opie quipped in.
"So not the mood right now Bells." I told her scathingly.
"Alright now, Alice. Yeesh, don't get all emotional on me."
"Bella," I said in a warning voice.
"Fine, fine."
"Oh my gosh Nessie, I have gotta spend the next two nights at either your place, its gonna happen."
The rest of the day passed in plans for our party, reading and writing fan- fiction, quoting random lines from the Twilight Saga, as it applied to our activities, and, of course, reading various parts and pieces from the aforementioned book series.
Almost everyone in the class had names, but most of them were only passing mentions. Out of the twenty odd students, only three had no names from the book; Savannah, R.J. and Taylor.
"Okay guys," Ms. Willow called. "It's time to pick up and get ready to leave."
"Wow, this place is a mess Bells." I told her. "You'd better get Christmas Tree."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm goin'. " Opie told me. "BTW, are you coming over tonight? It is a Friday after all."
"Well, now Bella," I began mockingly. "Do you think that moi, the great Alice," I paused for dramatic effect. "Would miss the chance to doll up Katie for her first date, and then not spend the night to hear all about it?! I am ashamed. Besides," I grinned wickedly. "Once Katie leaves, I can give you my complete and undivided attention."
"Nooo, Alice! Please?" Opie's face was a pathetic mask of horror, and then tried to pull the puppy-dog pout on me. It looked cute, but I only grinned at her and told her to keep working at it.
"Anywho, The Pout is the key to your down fall." I stopped and amended that last statement. "Well, that and guilt trips."
"Yup, now; when are we going to rendezvous, and where?" Opie probably didn't know that I had called my mom during lunch to ask her to grab my E.M.O.C. bag. Essential Makeup andOvernighterClothing bag to be exact.
That bag has been with me during so many overnighters, we christened it the longer version, which was shortened to the E.M.O.C. bag.
"Actually Bells, my mom is bringing the E.M.O.C. bag to school with her, so I can go straight to your place." There was no way, shape, or form that could deter me.
"Oh, um, well then, "Opie fumbled for a new excuse for me to stay away.
I snickered under my breath, "Poor, poor Bella. Didn't I tell you? My mom cleared it with yours already. There's nothing stopping me from coming over and having the time of my life away from my bros."
Sensing defeat, Opie gave a few half-hearted grumbles, but other than that, accepted her defeat. "Well, Katie left already, so I guess that she will just be surprised."
"Yes she will be, because as soon as I step into the truck, I won't go to my apartment until I want to." My brain was scheming evilly on the drive home. Wow, I thought. If Bells was this dead set on me spending the night thinking that I would only have my make-up, she's going to be out of her mind once I spring the shopping spree on her.
This was part of the evil plots my mind had been thinking of. The other part, well, I would let that be until the time for it came.
