Vacationing: Part two: a.k.a, THE MALL OF AMERICA

"Come on, Bella! We have to go in! You have no choice!" Alice had dragged me into the dreaded mall. Not just any mall. The Mall of America. And now, now she wanted to drag me into a Victoria's Secret!

"Bella! If you ever want to get past first with Edward, you've got to get something besides that ragged old tee shirt. Besides, we're going to Paris next! The city of love! Now come on!" Using her vampire strength, she succeeded in pulling me into the store.

I glanced helplessly back at Edward, who looked mortified. Emmett was laughing, doubled over and leaning on a bench. Rosalie was already in the store.

"Bella, I've got enough lingerie, so I'm going to help you," Alice said cheerily. I would rather not describe the rest of what went on in that store.

Alice dragged me – literally all around the mall. I knew Rose and Alice were having fun – but you know me and shopping. Not good. Alice loaded me up with sexy lingerie, new shoes that were sure to kill me and clothes that would give Charlie a heart attack.

-------------------------------------Edward's POV-----------------------------------

Oh my God. I'm going to have to kill Alice and Emmett. Hmm, Emmett wanted to go to a sporting goods store. Perfect for revenge. Alice, however, Alice would be difficult.

God. Edward's gonna kill Alice. I guess I should stop laughing, but—Emmett thought. Hee hee. I know Emmett's one weakness—he hates worms. And I'll be in the fishing aisle—just waiting.

--------------------------Later, in the hotel room----------------------------

Bella's POV

"No Alice! I'm not coming out!" I yelled at the door. It was almost midnight, and we were finally back from shopping. Emmett had come screaming out of the sporting goods store, covered in rubber worms, screaming, and being chased by the manager.

"Come on, Bella! It's not that bad!" Alice shouted.

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES! I ALREADY KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE, NOW GET OUT HERE!"

"Is Edward in there?" I squeaked.

"Duh, Bella."

"Emmett?"

"No. Rose is keeping him…busy." I flushed.

"Bella, I already know what you look like. Come on out." Okay, I had thought it wasn't possible to be any redder than I already was. Apparently, I was wrong. And Alice had dumped all my other pajamas—leaving me with only the Victoria's Secret lingerie. Shudder.

"NO! I DON'T CARE IF YOU CAN SEE ME IN HER HEAD, I'M NOT COMING OUT!"

As you can imagine, this went on for quite a while. All night, in fact. I was lucky to be able to get on the right plane in the morning. Edward, being Edward, got me on, though. I was almost asleep, leaning on his shoulder.

"You know," he whispered, "I thought you looked quite lovely last night. However…"

"However what?" I mumbled.

"Finding a way to get back at Alice would certainly keep us busy. It'll be a long plane ride."

"I'm up!" Edward glanced over at Rose. She winked and leaned over to whisper something in Emmett's ear. He perked up considerably.

"When do we start plotting?" I said eagerly.

"Not until after takeoff. Rose is going to keep Emmett…busy again."

"Busy how?" I asked suspiciously.

He sniggered. "Mile High Club busy." Again, redder than I ever thought possible.

"Don't you dare tell me what they're doing in there," I warned him.

After waiting what seemed like a long while, we finally took off. Edward grinned, and looked over at me. "Okay. We take revenge on Alice. Her Gucci handbags…"

TO BE CONTINUED…..MWHAHAHAHA. HA.