You know I've been locked in a room with him for over an hour and let me tell you it was hideous! (Janey Glenn, Girls Just Want to Have Fun.)

(3) Rumors

Rough hands were totally freezing my arm straight through my jacket! I shrugged them off. I mumbled and the coldest hands on Earth returned to my arm. Gahh! I jerked my head and snapped my eyes open. Alice was leaning over me with a funny expression on her face.

"What?" I asked bewildered.

"Human pit stop!" Alice exasperated and chuckled to herself. "Did you know you talked in your sleep?"

"Yes, I've been told that once or twice." I mumbled and immediately thought of Edward. He would always interpret all the embarrassing things I said in my sleep. Embarrassing things? What exactly did I say in my sleep?

Alice moved aside and I lurched out of the car. My left foot was asleep and my arm was throbbing. I rubbed my aching arm with shooting stabs of pain, really wishing I had a Tylenol. I put delicate pressure on my foot and little prickles stabbed underneath the sole.

"What was I saying nothing too weird, I hope?" I said cautiously while I waited for my foot to feel normal again. For all I know I could of started talking about the way I feel when Edward kisses me or I could have been making out with my hand. Ugh! No one should have to relieve their embarrassing pillow talk.

"Oh, you know just the uze!" Alice stood casually beside her car with an instantly perky expression.

"The usual like what?" I demanded a little mad at Alice for making me wait while she had her fun.

"You said Edward's name a lot." Alice commented. "You also said kiss me." She snorted and looked at the ground avoiding eye contact.

"Oh." I murmured and felt the inside of my eyes burn. My face was probably three shades of red. I forgot about the whole talking in my sleep thing. I would have to be more careful. Especially, if Alice was going to do a play by play of every word I mutter when I am unconscious.

"Here Bella, I brought you this." Esmee gestured with her hand and I gripped a small bottle of aspirin. I loved Esmee! She also put a bottle of water on the hood of the Porsche. I saw Alice glare at the bottle but kept her mouth shut. The bottle was sweating and a puddle of water was gathering at the bottom. Alice sucked in a breath and I could physically hear the restrain she was making not to grab the bottle and throw it.

"Where are we?" I asked. I swallowed the magic pills and sighed with satisfaction. Miraculously my arm was feeling better or maybe it was the power of drugs. Get a grip Bella! They haven't even dissolved in your stomach!

"Ten miles from Stateline. We'll probably be in Vegas in twenty minutes." Alice announced and took a deep breath as she stole another look at the rain spot on the hood. I held onto the bottle and sat in the passenger seat.

"Where's Rosalie?" I swept the parking lot and didn't see her. She wasn't in the gas station market either from what I could see.

"She's talking on the phone." Esmee moved closer to me and smiled warmly. I always felt safer when Esmee was near me. She had the maternal instinct down pat.

"She better hurry we have a reservation." Alice said a little loud and I heard a hiss towards the right of the car.

"A hotel reservation?"

"Yup. A really great hotel, so if someone would wrap it up! We could be on our way."

"Are they always like this?" I turned to Esmee and she had a grim smile.

"This is a pretty accurate portrait of their relationship." Esmee sighed again and she put her arm around me.

"How's your arm?"

"Better. The aspirin will definitely help." I said and gave her a thankful grin.

She smoothed away a few tendrils from my face. "I'm glad."

I turned at the sound of soft footsteps crunching on the gravel. The only reason I heard Rosalie was her choice of footwear. Stiletto black boots!

"About time." Alice garbled and smiled sweetly at Rosalie.

"Don't start with me." Rosalie returned and put her phone in the pocket of her jacket.

"Okay, let's go, let's go, let's go! Everyone in! No time for dilly dallying!" Alice jumped into her seat and started the car. I pulled the strap of my seatbelt across my chest one handed. I was getting to be a pro at doing things with my left hand, well just buckling myself in but hey, still counts!

It was so dark outside. I saw the ground illuminated by the headlights. The road was enveloped in complete darkness. The rise and fall of tiny hills made it impossible to see a yard in front of you. As we climbed the hill it seemed as if we were going to drop off into a black hole. However, the road was always there. I saw a few lights in the distance. The desert air was humid and I felt at home already! This was definitely my kind of weather.

"Is that it?" I pointed my finger towards the lights.

"Nope. Just Stateline. Would you like to stop there?" Alice asked carefully and turned to look at me.

"No, let's just get to the hotel I'm kinda tired." I said and felt the sleepiness returning.

Alice pressed the gas and we lurched forward. I gripped the seatbelt and Rosalie mumbled something I couldn't hear over the engine. The scattered hotels in Stateline flew by and the darkness returned. Alice put a CD in and rock music filtered in the car.

We climbed up a gigantic hill and I thought it was the descent into nothingness. But over the hill were the miraculous lights and billboards. Every has been and ever was been had a billboard advertising their act. Oh, Olivia Newton John! I loved Grease! I pointed wordlessly and Alice patted my hand. She zigzagged around a semi truck and exited the highway. We drove through the crowded street and fell behind a truck. Alice tapped the steering wheel impatiently and swerved into the next lane. An angry honk blared even though Alice was halfway down the block.

"Are you excited?" Alice prompted and squealed in delight.

"I have to admit I am excited." I implied.

"You're going to love it!" Esmee revealed from the backseat. Her soft voice was drowning in the engine but she moved closer to my ear. I nodded at her.

"I do wish Edward could be here." I admitted.

"Oh no! No boy talk! They don't exist for the trip." Rosalie scolded and opened her compact mirror.

"That has to be a rule!" Alice declared and happily tapped the steering wheel like a drum.

"Okay, I got you." Rosalie closed the compact. "Also, we all agree that whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."

"Yes! I agree!" Alice joined in.

"Let's have fun! But be sensible!" Esmee suggested.

"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!" Alice trilled and grinned at me.

"Oh, I thought of another rule." Rosalie put her finger in the air at Alice's hair. "No Karaoke!"

"What?" Alice huffed.

"Seriously, Alice." Rosalie mocked Alice's tone.

"Why?!" Alice complained.

"You know why!" Rosalie uttered pointing her finger in Alice's direction.

"What happens with Karaoke?" I asked and Rosalie guffawed.

"Nothing." Alice piped in a little too quickly.

"We are here." Alice pronounced and maneuvered the Porsche up to the valet. A guy sitting at the desk smiled hugely and came to open the door.

"Welcome to the Mirage!"

"Esmee, what happens when Alice sings?" I insisted.

Esmee glanced at Alice and took her bag from the backseat while Alice talked with the valet man.