Disclaimer: Twilight is most definitely not mine…
Hi! My internet is down right now, so I'm going to see how far I can get on this.
With Alice and Rose
Alice's Point of View
"Did she crack yet, Rose?" I asked impatiently, bouncing up and down. Rose had been sitting by the door, trying to listen to Mr. Masen and Bella's conversation. I couldn't believe that guy had kicked us out of the room. He must know a lot about Bella to know that she cracks under pressure, and also that she can't lie to save her life. Poor, poor Bella... I thought sadly. Locked in a room with the hot student teacher, and being forced to tell why you had snuck into his house. "Rose?"
"I can't hear a damn thing," she growled. "Stupid teacher and his thick, high-quality doors…why can't he just have doors like the school? You know, where they're paper thin?"
"What? You really can't hear anything?" I questioned, surprised. "Let me try." I walked up to the door and placed my ear against it. Nothing. I couldn't hear a thing.
"Whoa," I gasped, "that's cool."
"What do you mean that's cool?!" Rose yelled. "We have no clue what's going on!!"
"Think about it, Rose. If we can't hear them, chances are, they can't hear us. Think about all of the opportunities that we have. We can totally search his house now, and chances are he'll be so engrossed in Bella's story, he won't have a clue." As the realization hit, a wide grin broke out on her face, probably similar to the one on mine. She nodded her head slowly in agreement.
"I like the way you think, Brandon." She commented.
"I do too, Hale. Oh, that reminds me, give me your phone. I wanna call Jazzy."
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We split up at the hallway. I went into Mr. Masen's study, or what I would call a library. Books lined every single wall, from floor to ceiling. One thing was for sure: Bella would absolutely love it. There was a dark wood desk in the center of the room, with a black leather chair spinning chair behind it. He had a black leather chair in the corner, with a table next to it. On the table there was a lamp and a few books. Geez…think he has enough leather? I thought. "He needs an interior decorator, and fast," I said aloud to myself. I whipped out a camera, and took a picture of the two chairs. "Now, to loot through his desk…" I commented aloud, opening one of the drawers. Inside were some papers. I took them out and saw that they were the tests we took on Monday. I skimmed through it…Bella, Rose and I all passed with flying colors…Lauren Mallory and Jessica Stanley failed horribly. Haha…blackmail!
I always hated those two girls. They were so pompous and selfish it was hard not to laugh at them. They wore too much makeup and the sluttiest clothes I have ever seen. When they saw what we made Bella wear today (or yesterday…the clock in here say's 1:27 am), they tried to make fun of her. She just stood there and took it, until Rose and I showed up. Now, I want revenge.
Suddenly…ping! An idea hit me, and I felt an evil smirk grow on my face. I quickly turned on my heel, searching for the one person who could help me. I found her in the kitchen, stealing some of Mr. Masen's Cheerios.
"Rose! Give me your phone!" I yelled, knowing that Mr. Masen wouldn't hear me.
"For the last time Alice, you are not calling Jasper!" She responded loudly. I rolled my eyes and told her my plan. She smiled and started laughing. "A plan within a plan? Alice you are a genius," she complimented as she pulled out her phone. I grinned in response and typed in the number I had memorized for a prank back in sixth grade. I decided to remember it in case I would need it...like I do right now.
555-667-9807. After I had typed it in, I put it on speaker so Rose could listen in.
"Like, hello?" The nasally voice asked, like I had expected it to.
"Hello, Lauren. It's Alice," I greeted in a fake cheery voice. "Listen, you live near Mr. Masen's house, right?"
"Only four houses down," she sniffed proudly, "and I get to watch him leave every morning, too."
"Well, listen, do you think you could pick us up?" Rose asked as I tried to contain my giggles.
"From Mr. Masen's house? Why would you be there?" Lauren screeched.
"Well, you see, after Bella wore her outfit, you know, the really cute one? That you made fun of because you'll never get to wear it? Yeah, you see, Mr. Masen wanted to talk to Bella about her singing, and she didn't want to see him alone, so we came along. Now they're in the bedroom together. Luckily, I can't hear anything, but maybe it's the doors." I pondered aloud. "Anyways, we need a ride now."
"Ugh!" she yelled, before hanging up the phone.
Rose and I burst out laughing. "That…was…awesome!" Rose yelled.
"I…know!" I giggled. We laughed for a good couple minutes, before our plan backfired. Horribly.
The doorbell rang.
We looked at each other before racing to the door. We opened the door slowly, to tick her off even more. When we finally looked outside, instead of it being Lauren like I assumed it would be, there stood Jasper Hale.
Jasper was Rose's older brother, and my current boyfriend. He had gorgeous hazel-colored eyes, beautiful blond hair, and a charming personality. When I first met him, I knew he was my soul mate. He understood me completely. Even though I had (well, have…) a tendency to go overboard with everything and act like I have a serious case of ADHD, he sticks by my side. My addiction to shopping has yet to scare him away, and he often goes with me and carries my bags. Rose never even objected to it ("Just don't tell me anything that you two do behind closed doors," she muttered when I told her.). We never technically went out on dates (due to the fact that I have yet to turn 18 and it would be illegal), but we still called each other boyfriend and girlfriend.
"Jazzy!" I yelled, running into his arms.
"Hello, Alice," he greeted with confusion laced in his voice. "Why are you at Edward's house?"
Instantly Rose and I burst out into laughter. "T-this is your new friend? Mr. Masen? Our new student-teacher?" He nodded, and the two of us started laughing all over again.
After Rose and I almost passed out from not breathing, I decided to answer him. "Well, we made Bella sneak into his house for a newspaper article she had to write, and then we got busted. So now 'Edward' is getting her to explain." Jasper shook his head.
"Poor, poor Bella. She must be feeling so nervous."
"And embarrassed," Rose cut in, "depending on where she is in the story."
I giggled. I couldn't wait until she got to the part where she went into the teacher's lounge in that outfit I picked out for her. I had made sure to have her try on the pieces separately, so she wouldn't be suspicious. After all, a tight blue t-shirt, denim mini skirt, and high heels were definitely something she would never wear.
Just as we all went to sit down in his living room, the doorbell rang again. Rose and I looked at each other as Jasper got up to answer it. Just as he made it to the door, we had decided.
"Don't answer that."
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Filler chapter! Lol, I had no idea what to make Bella wear, so then I started to wonder…what are Alice and Rose up to? That's how this chapter came to be.
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