Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of his characters
The album Back to Basics is Christina Aguilera's, I just own the story J
I'm sooo sorry I didn't get this written any sooner, but I was seriously busy busy busy
But here it is, I'm sick so I can get about two chapter's up this week maybee
"Rosie! I changed my mind, maybe would could go shopping. How's New York sound?" she asked peppishly. A few days after Alice started her silent treatment, she started acting-- not like herself. Of course she was always optimistic and would never back down on a shopping trip, but honestly, she started acting like a real bitch. Even Rosalie said that she was stealing her title. But nobody said anything to her, especially not Jasper.
That evening, Bella decided to confront her about it. After all they were suppose to be like sisters right? She slid next to Alice, wrapping her arm around her and laying her head on Alice's.
For some odd reason, Alice stiffened, raising her shoulders to show her discomfort.
"What's been going on?" Bella asked soothingly.
"Nothing, I'm going shopping with Rose soon, maybe Paris hmm..." she thought to herself for a moment before turning to face Bella.
"No, I mean with Jasper, you're completely ignoring him!"
Getting up, she grabbed her sunglasses, and walked out the door shouting back at her "My business!"
She had to get out of here, and fast. Everyone was interrogating her, and now even Bella! So much for family! Slamming her Porsche's door, she sped out of the driveway and headed down the highway to Seattle where Rose and Emmett lived.
There were almost no cars on the road there, probably since nobody that lived in Forks ever really left Forks.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the city in the distance. The towers weren't nearly as interesting as in Milan or New York, but they where there.
Alice reached Rosalie's apartment almost instantly, but she took her sweet time on the stairs.
"Alice!" she heard her sister's voice call out. Turning around, she saw Emmett holding about four boxes, a shoebox and a couple of bags and Rosalie with a box of sunglasses.
For the first time in weeks Alice laughed out loud, and shook her head at Rose. She smiled and dashed up to her apartment door, pushing Alice in. Emmett was the last to come in, staggering with the boxes.
"Watch it!" she yelled at him. Rose pushed Alice down on the couch, and began making coffee.
Emmett put his fingers to his temples and sat down across from Alice, his eyes watched as her fingers twitch in place.
"...and I've been just about going everywhere but I absolutely can't find anything!" Rosalie interrupted her thoughts, setting the coffee down on the table. She couldn't help but to nod every so often, wondering what Jasper might be doing this very second.
"Oh, I'm sure Rosie," she smirked at her current shopping trip.
Rosalie glared at her for a moment, staring her down. Her eyes met her sisters, giving her a look of displeasure, glancing at her phone and back toward Rose. Her sister's mouth became a thin line, understanding the situation immediately.
"Yeah, how about we go to New York? That has my favorite shopping district in all of America,"
The plane ride there didn't seem too long, although Rosalie complained the whole way there, Alice was able zone out, nodding at times if Rose asked a question, but other than that, she stared out the window half the time.
They landed within a few hours and blended into the crowd quite well with the busy and colorful New York atmosphere.
"I'm home," Alice sighed happily, staring out at the towers and all of their glory.
"Are we finally happy now?" Rosalie snickered while looking at a map, trying to determine where they would stay for the next week or so.
"Hmm, should we stay by Broadway, Central Park, anywhere? Anything?" she muttered to Alice.
There was no need to answer, they were already booked at a nice hotel near Broadway. Meanwhile, Alice flipped open her phone to find ten missed calls from Jasper. Shaking her head, she followed Rosalie down the street and into the taxi.
"Get us here 'kay?" Rose winked at the driver and handed the paper over the seat.
They sat there quietly, passing building after building before Alice finally mumbled to Rosalie.
"I think he's cheating…" she laid her head on her sister's shoulder. She could feel Rose's hand stroke her hair gently.
"Forget about everything now. You're home,"
