WOO! Shopping trips and revelations!

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Alice told me that we would need to go shopping if I expected to not be looked at strangely, and when I asked why, she told me to look at myself. I was at the moment wearing a pair of jeans that were too big around and too short, as they fell down to my ankles, and I was wearing a shirt that was once again not right length-wise and very baggy, but had fit last night, plus, the shoulder of my shirt had blood stains on it. Blood stains from when Louis attacked me. I understood immediately why she wanted to take me shopping.

Alice explained that we would need to sneak me out of the house before we got bombarded with questions about why I was so early, so we ran very, very quickly out of the house, faster than I would have been able to see before all this happened.

The running felt wonderful. It felt like we were sailing through a sea of rich, healthy green and it almost looked like we weren't moving at all, though I knew we were moving very fast, because I occasionally looked down at my feet and the ground to check, and yes, we really, really, were moving. The wind felt amazing. It didn't cool my skin or anything sentimentally connected with running fast, my skin was already as cold as death, but it just felt reviving.

We got to the woods just before dawn. Once Alice showed me how to let my senses take over, it was easy to get used to, hunting that is. By the time we were done it was almost ten in the morning and we would go shopping in Port Angeles. I was very excited to see Port Angeles, because I had landed in Seattle and had taken a train all the way into Forks, and I wanted very badly to see what the middle of big and small city looked like. I had only been to either big ones or small ones. I had been all over the world with my father, so he could paint, but my mother had insisted that she come too and then insisted when we got there that we go shopping instead of seeing the little towns.

After that we decided to return to the Cullen's house and sneak in again, which we did, up into Alice's room to get me some more clothes that also didn't fit right, as Alice was much smaller in all respects than me. When she decided that they too weren't right, we went to Rosalie's room and got a black shimmery summer dress and bright red snakeskin stilettos that both fit perfectly, but weren't much my style; they were a bit too, well, ostentatious, as Edward had described all of Rosalie's possessions.

At that point we fled out of the house trying not to be seen by the others, who were all in various places around the house, doing various things. I briefly wondered why none of them, Edward especially with his mind reading, heard us all three times we snuck around through the house.

Unfortunately, we couldn't run to the mall, first of all, because even though we had super speed, it would have taken a very long time still, and second because as Alice told me, we would have more bags than we could carry when we got done. I was pleased to hear that. I remembered that I really did like shopping during my human life. Thinking about it, I realized that I really didn't remember much of it. I remembered Louis, a few things from my childhood, and briefly, I remembered my parents. My father, who had been a painter, but had died when I was seven, and my mother had raised me for the last ten years of my life. It wasn't like it was hard for her to raise me or anything, we never struggled to get by, and in fact we lived in a very expensive flat in Manhattan, a subway's ride away from Soho. My grandfather had struck it rich in the fifties from the stock market, very rich. And because of this, my mother had been very spoiled, and liked it that way, and intended to keep up with her ways, so she went shopping every chance she got.

We talked the whole way there about many things. When we finally reached the doors of the mall Alice immediately grabbed my arm and dragged me to the farthest corner away at a just barely human pace. I think that part of the reason she grabbed my arm was to steer me to the right place, and the other reason was because if she hadn't I definatly would have gone crazy with bloodlust, despite the fact that I had just drank. The only thing keeping my mind on what we were doing was Alice's nails biting into my skin with insane force, enough force to break a human arm completely off. The store we were looking for was called Pandora's Rectangular Prism, which I found quite witty. It turned out that it had been a very good idea for me to be fed before, as, it was extremely hard not to, as Alice said, massacre them all. We went in and the sales girl greeted Alice by name and asked her if she wanted to see the new fall items. I guess that Alice frequented this store regularly. The shop was a very posh little secluded spot in a corner of the mall that almost no one knew about, and it seemed that it was meant to be that way, and so I felt very exclusive. Alice never let go of my arm, and she was even reluctant to let my try things on. After about twenty minutes of Alice throwing various clothing items at me, we bought everything that fit. I think that everything together must have cost a small fortune, but Alice just shrugged and pulled me into another small little secluded shop, Hand-Made Rose, when I asked how much. The same thing happened in the Hand-Made Rose as Pandora's, and the same again as we traveled on to Heart's Gun, and soon after, in Saira-la's. By the time we were finished with all of our shopping exploits, we headed home –my new home, temporarily, as we would be moving because of me. Another thing, my fault- and I was suddenly very glad we took the car, as we almost needed a second car to carry all of our new purchases home, and I was relived to be out of a place so tempting.

As I changed in the car, due to Alice's undying pleading, I felt the same strange tinkling behind my eyes that I felt when I was a human and getting glimpses of Alice's vision, and the same thing that had happened then, happened again, and I saw who I recognized as myself being scolded harshly, very harshly, by a very angry Edward.

"You put her in the place to become a vampire! It was only because of your stupid ideas and plans that she is one of us now! You gave her the idea! You planted it in her head

"Edward, how was she supposed to know that I was going to go out and do it? This was not her fault!" growled Bella, protecting me

I was silent.

Edward snarled at both of us and then was, like lightning, gone.

That was weird. "Um, Alice?" I asked.

"Yes, Claudia?"

"Alice, did you just see that?"

"See what?"

"Did you have a vision?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"I... just saw it too. With Edward yelling at Bella and me."

"I-Claudia, what do you mean?" Alice said in a low voice.

"I saw your vision. And, and before I was turned into a vampire, for a while, whenever I touched you or Edward, I saw your visions a little bit and heard quiet thoughts that Edward could hear. Do you know what this means?"

"No, I don't. Carlisle might though." said Alice after a long silence, "You should have told me earlier."

"I couldn't. I was going to, but everything happened so fast, I never got the chance."

Alice nodded, and I began to finish dressing, because, if we had to stop at a traffic light, people might stare, as I would be an astoundingly beautiful, half-naked woman, glittering suspiciously in the sunlight.

We got home and as soon as we walked through the door we were surrounded. Everybody started talking, and they were all a tad peeved, which made sense because we made it past them without them knowing three times.

"Yes, yes, I know. We'll talk about that later, but right now, Claudia, she..." Alice said and trialed off before they even got to ask the questions. They all waited in an expectant silence.

I lovelovelove cliffies!

MUAHAHAHA!

Now I shall go and cook up some evil plans to rule the world and make you all my slaves whilst petting my cat... or something.

You know, actually, it's not that much of a cliffie, really, but whatever, give me my moment.

Anyhoo, review. The next chapter will be up next Sunday, as always.

Love, saira.

Oh and also, all the store names were just names from some of my art at deviantArt. Go check out my profile and the link is on there. hint hint