Ok, I'm very, very sorry about the bad grammar last time. I had the spell check off . And also, this story is gonna be very short. One more part after this. BUT DON'T WORRY! I have some ideas for a sequel!!! Heres Chapter Two!

Chapter Two: Like

Alice woke up to her pants vibrating and the song Just Dance coming from her back pocket. Half psychotic sick hypnotic got my blueprint it's symphonic, half psychotic sick hypnotic got my blueprint electronic. Her phone was ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket, opened it and placed it next to her ear.

"Hello?" He voice was thick with sleep.

"Alice?" It was her mom, "Did I wake you up?"

"No," she lied, "I was just laying in bed. What's up?"

"Were not gonna be able to make it up there today. There's way too much snow. I don't know when we will."

"What," Her voice broke. She didn't want to cry, but she really wanted her family here for Christmas.

"Don't cry, Alice. We'll be up as soon as possible."

"It's ok," her voice was back to normal. "Don't worry."

"Your not up there alone are you?"

She shook her head but then forgot that her mom couldn't see. "Jasper is here."

"Ok, honey. Don't fight with him. We'll get there as soon as possible."

"Ok, mom. I love you."

"Love you too." The line clicked at the other end signaling that the call was over. Alice rolled out of bed and then thought. She never remembered coming into her room last night. The last thing she recalled was watching Two Parts with Jasper. He must have carried her up.

She made her way out into the hallway and Jasper was there. Wearing sweatpants. Just sweatpants. She couldn't pull her eyes away from his shirtless body, his chest, his belly button. He was so beaut –

"Morning, Alice. What the matter?" His voice pulled her out of her trance. She looked into his brown eyes.

"Nothing," She said. Jasper traced a finger under her eye and when he pulled it away, she saw that it was wet.

"You were crying?"

"No," she lied, "I was just coughing. And when I cough, my eyes water."

"Liar, I didn't here anything."

"So basicly you were standing outside my room with your ear pressed to the door?"

"No…"

"Then how'd you know I wasn't coughing," she snapped.

"Alice, I was –"

"Shut up, Jasper," she said as started walking down the stairs and he fallowed.

Alice went into the kitchen and pulled the carton of eggs out of the fridge. Jasper went to the pantry to get some corn flakes.

"I knew you were lying, Mary Alice. I got a call from my parents saying they won't be able to make it until the snow clears. You musta gotten the same one."

Alice sighed the most agitated breath. She didn't want anyone to know she was crying and second, she hated that name. "Don't. Call. Me. That." Childishly, she picked up an egg from the carton and threw one at him. It cracked open when it came in contact with his bare chest. It slid down his body and he looked at it with disgust, as if he'd peed in his pants.

Jasper grabbed a handful of the cornflakes and threw it at her. The cereal landed in bits on her head.

She picked up another egg and said through her teeth, "You. Got. Food. In. My. HAIR." She chucked the object at Jasper again and this time it opened on his face. The war was on. He picked up a handful of flour that was still on the counter from the night before and flicked it at Alice. She got a hold of the bottle of maple syrup and aimed it at him. All sorts of various foods sailed through the air and landed on each other.

When the box of eggs was empty, Alice fell to the floor with laughter, Jasper soon fallowed. They both laughed uber hard until the two of them were wiping away tears.

"Look at us," Alice said breathlessly. She laughed a little more and then sighed, her voice back to normal. "What happened?"

"You threw an egg at me," he chuckled.

She shook her head. "I mean between us. Why do we hate each other?"

"Alice," he said, smiling, "people who hate each other don't have food fights over nothing. That's what friends are for."

She smiled back and then stood up. "I guess your right. We gotta clean this place up."

Jasper was back on his feet again also. "No, you can go take a shower. I'll clean."

"You sure?" He nodded. "Ok, then." She turned to go towards the stairs but not before looking back at him and saying, "Sorry I lied to you. I guess I was sad that my family wont be here."

"At least your not here alone." He smiled.

~*~

Later that day, after the kitchen was cleaned, they were both showered, and a few more arguments, Jasper and Alice both decided to decorate the Christmas tree. The two of them brought up the boxes of ornaments from the basement. Jasper opened a box and pulled out a hand made decoration.

"What the hell is this," he asked, laughing. Alice saw what her was holding up and blushed in embarrassment. She had made it in preschool. A poorly cut triangle with red and gold glitter sprinkled over it. A red string was looped through a small hole in the top. She grabbed it from him playfully

"Are you picking on my lovely artwork?" She asked sarcastically.

"It's yours? I had no idea about your artistic side," he laughed.

"I try," she said and the two of them decorated the tree in general silence. Only making few playful comments about the pieces that Alice and her brother, Edward, had made during their childhood.

When they were finished, Alice layed down on the carpet and closed her eyes. She didn't know that Jasper slipped out of the room until he place something small on her chest. Alice opened her eyes and saw that it was a small box wrapped in Christmas paper with her name written nicely on it.

"Merry Christmas," he said shyly.

Alice got up from the floor and went upstairs to her room. Once there, she unzipped her suitcase and pulled something out if it. She was next to Jasper, handing the thin object to him. "You can open it now, If you want. It isn't much."

He undid the paper and a very, very nice notebook was shown. "It's made outta recycled paper," Alice said, "Cuz I know your kinda a tree-hugger. You still like writing?"

He nodded and smiled. "Yeah. Thanks, Alice. I promise, my first story that's published will be dedicated to you. Now don't just stand there. Open yours."

Alice picked the small box up from the floor and slowly opened it. She had a feeling that he probably spent more on hers then she did on his.

When she got to the gift itself, she was right. It was a charm bracelet. A heart on one side and a crown opposite of it.

"Queen of hearts," he whispered, "Ya know, like in Alice in Wonderland. Your name kinda is Alice – well technically its Mary but – " He couldn't finish. He watched as Alice covered her face in her hands and her body began to shake. "Are you crying? I'm sorry if you don't like it. I can take it back –"

She looked at him. "No, it's not that. I love it. It's just, this is my first Christmas away from my family and –"

"You got me, Alice," He cut her off. A tear rolled slowly down her cheek. Jasper kissed it away. A tear rolled down the other cheek and he kissed that one as well. Another was about to escape from her eye, but lice captured it with her finger and then touched her lips. Jasper placed his lips on her's to kiss the last of her tears away.

"By the way, I think im falling in love with you," He whispered but Alice didn't answer, she was up off the floor, crying and running towards her room.