I whipped around and glared.
"If it involves me, my hair, or any other part of me, you sure as hell do not have a plan," I snapped.
"It doesn't. Do you remember Lauren?" Alice asked suddenly.
"Uh, yeah. She was sorta mean to me in high-school." I said. She and Emmett traded glances and grinned. I looked at them for a minute. Then it clicked.
"You can't!" I cried. "I mean, she was mean, but... I mean, she talked behind my back... And she kinda turned a few of my friends against me..."
Alice and Emmett stared at me. I sighed.
"Okay. I'm in. What's the plan?"
"ARGH!!"
We all winced. Rosalie's outraged roar rocked the house.
"That stupid human--" She was swearing resplendantly. Alice, Emmett, and I hurried over to the stairs to peek over the banister.
"Rose...?" Emmett asked tentatively. Rosalie was kicking holes in the walls and bellowing at the top of her lungs.
"I-- hate-- that-- Lauren-- brat!!" She shrieked. I looked at Alice and Emmett. They grinned at me.
