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Alice's POV

I was very glad I had faked my form, and when Rose and Bella went to their tables, I had sneaked off and hid by one of those large, fake trees that looked hideous. Next to me was my new ally, Emmett.

This morning, we had come up with the most perfect plan ever, I mean ever. He had told me all about some plan to get Rosalie to fall in love with him, though I didn't know why, and I told him that I would help him, but he had to get Edward and Bella to fall for each other also.

This way, he would fall in love with her, and Rose and Bella would lose the bet if everything went according to plan. I hadn't told him about the bet, which was against the rules, though I had told him that Rose would be trying to date a whole bunch of different guys, and if he could get a second date, she was probably in love with him.

This was perfect, for the both of us, so we were putting our plan into action. This stage had actually been Emmett's idea; bring them here, and get them to see all of the horrible guys out here.

Of course, I wasn't sure that they would all be horrible, but still. There was a pretty good chance that most of them were. And after a while of doing this, Emmett would call Edward, get him to come down here, and then Emmett would go over to Rose.

They would be like prince charming compared to the losers here, and kaboom, they would go on a date. If Edward was anything like Emmett said, and Emmett himself didn't act too immature and behaved, this would all work out perfectly.

Then, after I won the bet, in a short amount of time, and after claiming my prizes, I was going to see what I could do to get this Jasper; he was really amazing, I could already tell.

It was almost like I could feel like we were going to get together. I just had this feeling, call it a sixth sense, if you will.

"Hey, my phone is buzzing; it's Rosalie." Emmett said. I smiled; this was already starting to work out.

"Well, read it; tell me what it says," I demanded.

"It says to come rescue her," he said, smiling.

"Oh, that's good. It means she likes you," I said. He grinned again.

"Well Bella looks like she is having fun. Look at her; she is actually leaning back in her chair, trying to get away from him. This is going great! Your idea is perfect Emmett!" I said. He nodded, texting Rose, I was assuming.

We stood, well actually, I stood, Emmett was crouched down, he was so tall, so that he wouldn't be seen, but still, for a little bit in silence, watching.

My gaze kept flickering between Bella and Rose, as they went through another two guys, but Emmett remained watching Rose. I wanted to know more about why he had to fall in love with her, but I was afraid if I pressed him on it, I would I have to explain why I needed them to fall in love, and why they were trying to date so many different guys.

"Alright, this is kind of getting boring; we should come up with codenames," Emmett said. I just looked at him.

"Codenames?" I asked.

"Codenames," he confirmed, nodding his giant head.

"And we would do that because?" I asked.

"Well, this is like a mission, right? In all those spy movies, they always have codenames, so that the bad guys won't know who they are," Emmett explained. I stared at him for a minute.

"But there are no bad guys, remember?" I said slowly.

"Well, I still think we should have code names. You could be Agent Midget, and I could be Agent Strong," he said.

"No way!" I argued. "If anything, I would be Agent Brains and you would be Agent Bigfoot," I said.

He put a hand to his heart. "That hurt," he said. "Alright, fine, how about agent Shrimp and Agent Handsome."

"Agent Cool and Agent Wiseass."

"Agent Funny and Agent Damn-kid."

"Language," I said. "You cussed. Ohh," I added a minute later, to make sure my point got across.

"You cussed first," Emmett said.

"So? Ass barely counts as a swear word; it means a donkey, for crying out loud," I said.

"Damn-kid is a term of affection; my mom used to always call us that. 'Damn-kid, look what you did now.' 'Damn-kid, go do your homework,'" he said. I simply stared again. He just shrugged.

"Okay, how about we each pick our own codenames, and it cannot have anything to do with your appearance," I decided.

"Alright. Hhmm, let me think, let me think," Emmett said, stroking the air just below his chin.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I am stroking my mustache," he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Emmett, I hate to break this to you, but you don't have a mustache," I said.

"I know that, but you know how in those old TV shows, the people always sit at one of those big, oval tables smoking cigars and stroking their mustaches. I was going for that effect," he said.

"Alrighty then, moving on. By the way, you must watch too much TV,"I said.

"Yeah, probably," he said.

"Ok, I got it: Agent Me," he said.

"Very original," I said. He nodded.

"I know. What is yours going to be?" he asked. I couldn't really decide, so I decided on a random funny word.

"Agent Princess Consuela Banana Hammock," I said.

"Awesome," he said. I grinned.

"I know."

"Alright, now we have to swear that we will not double cross each other. We will not tell anyone of our plans, and that we won't, like, kill each other or anything."

"What?"

"You know, like they do-"

"In the movies," I finished for him.

"How did you know?" he asked.

"Lucky guess. Alright, fine. I, Mary Alice Brandon, best friend of Isabella Swan and Rosalie Hale, who has won fastest shopper award at Wal-Mart once, swears, upon her death, that she will not do any of the things you just said. I promise, oh, and my secret code name is Agent Princess Consuela Banana Hammock," I said.

"Me too, but I'm the best friend of Edward Anthony Mason and Jasper Whitlock, and my name is Emmett, and I have once won a pie eating contest, but never a shopping contest, and I go by the code name of Agent Me," Emmett said.

"Alright, now let's get back to business," I said. He nodded, and we resumed our post.

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Bella's POV

"Hey, I'm Jacob, Jacob Black, and you are?" he asked me, sitting down.

"Isabella Swan, but call me Bella," I said. He grinned, and then I couldn't help but grin too. His smile was infectious; it just automatically made me smile.

"You know, Bella, your name sounds really familiar; have I met you before?" Jacob asked; I racked my brains. That name did sound familiar, but where I had heard it before, I had no idea.

"You sound familiar too, but I cannot remember you," I said.

"Well, we will figure it out," he said, leaning back in his chair. I noticed that he shook his head just a little bit, and his hair moved, making it even shiner.

"So where are you from?" I asked.

"La Push, it is a little village right near-"

"Forks," I said. I did remember La Push, the beaches there, with white sand.

"How did you know?" he asked.

"My father lives in Forks. When I visited my dad we would, sometimes, go down to La Push, hang out with my father's friend and go fishing," I said. I suddenly had a vision of me as a child, throwing a fit, refusing to go fishing. Good times.

"Really, what's his name?" Jacob asked.

"Charlie," I said, he grinned.

"I knew I recognized your name! You're Charlie Swan's daughter! Our fathers are best friends; my dad is Billy," he said.

"Oh my god, I should have know it was you. I think we met when we were little," I said.

"Well, that is interesting," he stated.

"So, what have you been up too?" I asked.

We ended up talking about what we were doing now, and when I had made trips down to La Push when I was younger. I told him how I was going to Charlie's for Thanksgiving, and he said he was going down to see his dad then too.

So we decided we would meet up sometime over the holiday. I wasn't sure if that was a date or not, because I didn't really like Jake that way; he could be a great friend, but never a boyfriend. But if we did meet up, I was going to count it as a date for the purpose of our bet.

Jacob turned out to be very funny. By the time our ten minutes were up, I was laughing so hard; he was really great to be around. I said goodbye to him with a little sadness in my voice, he was the best guy I had met so far and I was really dreading him going.

That is, until I saw who was going to be at my table next.

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