A/N: Thanks for all the people who voted! I hope you'll like this one. Also, thanks for the people who urged me on. This chapter is for you guys!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. The wonderful Stephanie Meyer does.
Alice's POV
Carlisle's asking ME? What did I do to provoke him? Anyway, I think it's quite obvious to what I choose…
" DARE!!" I screamed.
" I dare you to dress in a garbage bag, go into Victoria's Secret and tell them they're rubbish so you're never going there to shop again." He sniggered.
WHAT!! That's my favourite shop! If I do, I'll lose my shopping privileges! I could tell from his eyes that he means it, though. Ah well, I might as well consent.
Esme fixed a garbage bag so it fitted me perfectly. Then, Carlisle pushed me into his Mercedes Benz and drove me to the mall.
I went straight to Victoria's Secret and screamed," YOUR CLOTHES ARE RUBBISH ! I AM NEVER COMING HERE AGAIN!!"
Patricia begged me to continue to buy their clothes; I wrung my hand out of her hands and stormed out to Carlisle. He was laughing his head off.
I snarled at Carlisle." A certain someone called Esme is going down."
He laughed." Alice, who would believe you in torturing the woman who took you in?"
I snorted. " I bet three thousand, four hundred and twelve U.S dollars that she is scarred for the rest of her life!"
He grinned. "You're on!!"
We went into the house. I said," Esme, truth or dare?"
A/N: I know it's a bit short but I'll make sure Esme's one's funnier than this one. I don't know if it's longer though, but I'll try!