Twitter adventures outtake

A/N So, this is an outtake of Alice's POV on she felt about the whole Boots incident mentioned in Chapter 2. Enjoy! Heartbreak and Revenge will be up tonight! Enjoy this one!

DisClaimer: I still sadly don't own Twilight. I do however own the plot… and Rosie-Buttercup. Hehehe

(Alice POV)

There we were, shopping for shoes at a mini mall. I was urging Jazzy to hurry up. I had just spotted an amazing pair of Cowgirl boots. I wanted them so, so bad.

As I waited for him to finish trying on some pants I wanted to get him, I saw a girl about essie's age… well not two years old, but you know what I mean. She looked to be about 16.

Anyways, she had just spotted the same pair of boots I wanted.

They were the last pair the mall had before they went out of stock. What was I supposed to do? Just sit there and watch her take them?

No way Jose. I was getting those boots one way or another.

Jasper came out of the dressing room looking hot as ever.

Note to self: Jazzybear looks great in blue jeans. Must get them for him more often.

She was just about to grab them when I shot out of my seat and was in front of her in seconds.

She jumpd, startled.

"H-h-how did you get here… so fast?"

"Darlin' what have I told you about scarin' little girls"" Jasper said coming up behind me.

I smiled sweetly at him. That was not what he meant at all. What he really meant was, "Darlin', what have I told you about using your inhumanly fast speed in public?"

Of course I had to go along with his boring human charade.

"I'm sorry, Jazz, but I saw the boots first! I. Want. Them!"

"Well, my Momma promised she would get them for my birthday," The girl said, almost in tears.

If it weren't for the fact that she was about to get the boots I wanted; I would have told her she was a great actress.

But she was getting, or trying to get the boots I wanted. So I didn't complement her.

"How about you both talk this over? I don't want your Momma to be upset with Alice," Jasper said, using his gift to calm her.

"Fine. I think I deserve them 'Cause' its my 16th birthday. And my Daddy promised me a special ride just him and me in the tractor around the ranch he named after me!"

I tried very hard to hold in the giggles that were about to erupt from my small frame.

"And what did your Daddy name the ranch?" Jasper asked.

"He named it after me. Rosie's Buttercup Crops,"

"Then wouldn't it be fields? You don't name a ranch that," I said acting like a total smart ass.

"Ali, Darlin' be polite," Jasper said quietly.

"I don't care. He still promised me a ride. I want those boots," she said, acting like a spoiled brat.

Another note to self: Ask Jazzybear if I come off sounding like a spoiled brat.

"Well, Alice, what's your excuse for wantin' these boots?" Jazzy asked.

This is when I so wished I could read this girl's mind. Where was my mind-snooping brother when I needed him?

"I want these boots because Rosalie said she wanted them so she could dress up for Emmett. Is that too much to ask? They're getting married in 6 months. She just wanted to wear them," I said, pretending to start crying.

I saw the look of shock that crossed the country girl's face.

"Oh, goodness. You can have the boots. I'm so sorry. I wouldn't of faught you for them if I knew they were for a weddin'."

"Ha ha ha." I laughed in my head.

"Thank you," I said, wiping fake tears away.

The girl walked away after a quick, "Hope you have a good time at the weddin'."

I smiled sweetly at her, and picked the boots up off the shelf.

"Lets go home, sweetie." Jazzy said taking my hand.

As we paid for the boots, and Jazzy's new jeans, I saw a heavy-set woman running in our direction. I could tell that she was Rosie-Buttercup's Mom.

"Uh … oh," Jazzy said under his breath.

"Let's go," I said, grabbing the boots and his stuff off the counter.

I forgot if we paid the boots or not… did we?... No time to ask. We had to run!

We were halfway back to my beloved yellow Porsche when two security guards stopped us.

"Oh, shoot," I said, scared now. All we needed now was for Jazzy and I to be arrested.

Well if we were, I knew for a fact Carlisle and Esme dropped through here to catch the plane that left for Seattle… Maybe just maybe they were here by now?

A look into the future made my unbeating heart sink to the pit of my stomach. They were already at home.

"Stop right there, Mam!" a guy screamed.

"What?"" I asked playing the innocent game I always played so well.

The cashere says you ran off without paying these boots. I'm afraid that you might have to go to the police station."

"But why? It was just a mistake."

"From the looks of it, you wanted to run away with them. Is there a reason for it?"

"I… I am so sorry. I thought I paid for them… I can't believe I did this… can I just pay for them, and be on my little 'ol' way?"

"I'm afraid not. Is he with you?" the officer asked pointing to my Jazzy.

"Yes, he's my Mate… 'er' husband." I said hoping to the Lord above he didn't hear the Mate part.

"Well, I'm afraid you're coming too, son. We have to take you in for attempted theft. And you for questioning. Understood?"

Jazz shot me an irritated glance before he nodded his response.

A few minutes later, the police came and put us in hand cuffs.

I couldn't believe this. I'm pretty sure Carlisle would definitely add this to the album he had in his office dedicated to all our police related incidents.

Rosalie and Emmett took up half of that album, with only a few pictures of me and Jazzy. Bella hadn't made it in there yet.

Third note to self: Make sure Bella breaks a law before her 150th birthday.

That also reminded me about the 13 pictures Edward had gotten over the years... hmm, I guess we're almost at a tie in most crime related incidents we've had.

The reporter came over then to interview me.

"And we're here, in front of a mini mall in Texas. We're standing with Alice Cullen..."

"That's Alice Hale to you!" I corrected.

"Sorry, Alice Hale, and her husband Jasper Hale. "And why were you arrested?" the reporter asked.

"Just because I tried on a pair of Cowgirl boots. And forgot to put them Back!"

I said angrily.

"Is that true?" the reporter asked someone who appeared to be the manager.

"Not exactly…"

The two walked away, so they could talk privately.

Two police officers lead us away into a squad car. I really, really hoped that Carlisle, or even a wolf would see this and want to help!

Why wouldn't they want to?

Don't they love me?

I think they do.

When we arrived at the police station, I saw another reporter waiting.

"Do we have to get interviewed again?" I asked.

"No, now hurry up. The Chief is waitin' to talk to y'all"

I turned to Jazzy with a sad, apologetic look. But he turned his head angrily away from me.

So it was going to be one of those days. Fine. Okay.

We were lead into a small room with three chairs and a table.

Jasper sat as far away from me as he could.

We waited a good three minutes before a tall, fat guy came in.

Leave it to Texas to get beer-bellied cops. Well, who was I to be talking? My family was full of those.

Forgive me, Texas.

"So I hear you two young lovebirds are here for boot theft, correct?"

"Yes," I said in a tiny voice.

"Why did you want to steal them? And why did he volunteer to go along with you?"

"I didn't volunteer. Officer, she's a shopaholic. She never stops. So it was no surprise to me, that just as we were about to leave here to go back home to Forks that suddenly she wanted to go to a nearby Mini mall to bye something. I never knew that she would steal anything," Jazzy said, trying hard not to get too angry.

"So you didn't know squat about this?" the officer asked.

"I knew nothing." Jasper said his middle finger twitched eager to point at someone, me perhaps.

"Well, if that's what you say, and you're telling the truth. Then sir you are free to go." The officer went over and released Jazzy.

"Would you like to wait for her out there?"

"She's getting off scot free?" Jasper asked shocked.

"Look, I looked through your family records. She's the adoptive daughter of a well-known surgeon all over the U.S. I wouldn't want to create any scandal for Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I'm pretty sure he'd have your head if he knew that his son[in-law put his little girl in danger. SO I'm lettin' y'all off with a warning. And Miss? You can have those boots for free." He said grinning at me.

My unbeating heart did a huge leap back into my chest.

Oh yes, I so loved Beer-bellied cops now!

We were released a few minutes later. The officer wanted Carlisle's autograph. Apparently he'd saved his wife's heart, and life.

As we walked back to the store to pick up my Porsche, I couldn't remember a day Jazzy had ever gotten mad at me.

I turned to him, again. This time he didn't turn away.

"Alice, you're forgiven, but I swear, one ore slip-up, and I will ignore you for a good three centuries." I knew he was serious. I vowed to be more careful from now on.

I couldn't say the same for Emmett and Rose though.

Oh, well. Back to Forks I go!

A/N SO, what did you all think?

I decided that after Heartbreak and Revenge there will be a sequel called Love and Family. Also a new story called I'm In Love With A Doctor. Look out for those, thanks!

-RoseNEmmettForever-