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Chapter2: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Part One

BPOV:

I got home, making it through the front door without causing any accidents. Ha Ha? I walked through the door, looked up, and dropped the grocery bags onto the floor. I groaned. Alice was sitting in the middle of the living room, trying to put up a tent! And failing, terribly! I thought.

I glared at her and coughed, causing her to look up at me. She was smiling. "Alice, what in the HELL do you think you are doing?" I asked, pointing towards the so-called tent in front of her.

"I'm setting a tent up, silly," she winked at me, smiling.

I picked up the grocery bags and made my way to the kitchen. "I can see that, Alice," I rolled my eyes. "But why are you setting it up IN THE MIDDLE OF OUR LIVING ROOM!?" I started un packing the bags.

She giggled, "We are having a campout tonight! " She stood up, still trying to figure out how to put the thing together. "I remembered you saying how you have never gone camping. You said you wanted to someday. Well, this is the day."

I smiled. I've known Alice for almost 6 years, and every time I mention never doing something, she always makes sure I get a chance to do it. I had told her I never went camping just last week. I don't know why I didn't see this coming. "Thanks, Alice. But I still don't get why we are doing this inside the apartment," I said, confused. I walked back into the living room to help.

She picked up part of the tent. "Oh! Well, I hate camping. More like, I hate the outdoors. Why would you want to sleep on the GROUND? That's just gross. This is as close as you are getting to camping with me around. Plus, I thought you'd get a kick out of this," She continued, still trying to set the tent up.

I reached down, picking up a metal pole, "Mmm, okay then. Would you like some help?" I tried to figure out where the pole I had picked up was supposed to go. I had no idea what I was doing.

She looked at me, "Sure. Do you know how to set a tent up?" She smirked at me, knowing I had no idea.

I laughed, "I'm sure it can't be TOO hard." How hard could it be, really? People do this all the time.

"Whatever you say, Bella," she stood up, picking part of the tent up and putting a metal pole into place. "Could you just put that pole through that part of the tent, and hold the tent up for me?" She asked, pointing to a spot on the tent. I had no idea what I was doing. Oops.

Ten minutes later, I was getting frustrated. "Alice, I don't think that goes there. It doesn't look right!" I yelled, trying to figure out what went wrong.

Alice sighed. "I don't know, Bella. I never put the tents up when my family went camping," she said, confused. "Maybe if we switch these two poles," she suggested, pointing to the two poles she was talking about.

"It's worth a try. You grab that one and I'll grab this one. Ready?" We grabbed the poles, and switched spots. I put the pole where the other one used to be, and she did the same. The tent actually looked a little better. Not perfect, but better.

I saw her smiled, "I think we fixed it. What do you think, Bella?" Alice asked, wondering if we did it right this time.

"Umm, I think it might be right. We can still use it, even if it's not, at least now it will stay up on its own," I laughed.

Alice shrugged and started jumping up and down. "Okay. follow me!" She ran towards her room and I followed. There was no use arguing. She grabbed three sleeping bags and pillows, throwing a few at me. "You need to help me take these into the living room."

I growled, following her back to the living room. I threw the sleeping bags and pillows into the tent, letting Alice set everything up inside. It had taken us over an hour, but we finally had the tent up and the sleeping bags ready for everyone. Now, all we had to do was wait for Rose to get home.

"Alice, what exactly do you have planned for tonight? I mean, what are we going to do? It's not like we can really have a campfire or anything," I was worried she might actually try to have a campfire in the middle of the living room. I wouldn't put it past her…

She smiled, jumping up from the floor, "Well, I thought it would be nice for the three of us to have a movie night. We can eat a lot of junk food and watch a ton of movies. I even have some movies ready; I thought they would be PERFECT!"

I shook my head. "Alright, let's hear it," I sighed, thinking about what kind of movies Alice would have picked out. "What movies do you have?"

She danced over to her room, bringing back a large bag. She had to have at least 20 movies in there. "Alice, you don't really expect us to watch all those, do you?" I asked, worried that she might actually be thinking about it. Saturday night, I know. But we had to sleep at some point!

She chuckled, "Well, no. I kind of thought we'd all fall asleep after the first few. But I thought this would give everyone a choice on what we wanted to watch," She sat on the floor, dumping all the movies out.

Just as Alice was dumping the movies out, Rose walked in. Her eyes went wide when she saw the tent in the living room, and Alice sitting on the floor with a pile of movies. "Alice, what is going on in here? My God." She shook her head.

"Rose! I've planned a night for the girls. We are going camping, since Bella has never done that before. And we are going to watch movies, because we can't have a campfire," Alice explained, smiling brightly. "I was just showing Bella all the movies I picked out."

She shrugged, "Sounds like it could be fun. What movies do you have?" Rose asked, walking over to Alice and sitting on the floor with us.

"Okay, first we have Peter Pan!" she said, grabbing the first movie off the floor. Peter Pan is Alice's favorite movie. I think it's because she loves Tinkerbelle so much.

Rose frowned, "Alice, we've watched that one so many times already. WHY?" It was true. Alice chose that movie every chance she got. She was obsessed.

"Rosalie, this movie is a CLASSIC. We have to watch it!" Alice whined.

"Fine. But I get to pick the next movie," she smiled, picking up another movie. "I want to watch The Notebook."

I smiled; Rose always loved the romance movies. "Alright guys. But if you get to watch those movies, I want to pick one too," I said, picking up Finding Nemo. I love animated movies. I'd choose a cartoon over any other movie, every time.

They both laughed, "You always did love the little kid movies," Rose said, grabbing the movie from me.

Alice stood up, "Okay, we have three movies. Do we need anymore?" She asked, motioning towards the pile of movies on the floor.

"YES! We need this one," I grabbed 50 First Dates, an Adam Sandler movie. "I LOVE this movie, it's just so funny. We have to watch it."

Alice laughed, "Okay, Bella. Calm down, we can watch the movie. Don't have a heart attack." She danced back to her room. "Follow me, girls." God, what is she up to NOW? I thought. What more could we have to do?

We both got up, Rose running, while I slowly walked, into the room. I was in no hurry to see what was going through the Pixie's head!

"Bella, get your ass in here! I've got something for you," Alice said, sounding a little too happy. I knew she was up to something.

"Okay, okay. What is it?" I asked, walking into the room. I groaned and looked up at her. She was holding a pair of silky blue pajamas in her hand.

Alice threw them at me, "Put these one, and meet us in the living room. They should be perfect for you," she said, pushing me into the bathroom.

I put the pajamas on, looking into the mirror. They really were perfect. Alice may be a little crazy with shopping, but I loved it when she bought something so perfect for me. Even if she was a little pushy about it. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring the comfortable blue silk she had picking out for me, and smiled.

I walked into the living room, finding Rose in a pair of red pajamas, like mine. Alice was wearing a pair of bright pink ones. I laughed; they were perfect for her crazy personality. Of course, she'd never buy anything unless it was perfect.

Alice was standing over by the DVD played, "Which one should we watch first?"

"Finding Nemo!" Rose and I screamed, at the same time.

We laughed as Alice put the movie in. It was nice having a night in with the girls. No Bella-Barbie session, no groups of people we don't know, and no craziness. Just me and my girls. Perfect.


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