A/N- the last days of spring break have been, well boring, and in these uneventful days I haven't been inspired to write, until, yesterday. I haven't been able to write until today, Saturday morning, and I'm only partially inspired, so please pardon my absence of updates. Also, I've been beta reading for a friend, so yeah.
Disclaimer- as I've always said, Twilight is not mine; I just like to mess around the characters… their minds are fun to mess around with.
"I want to go shopping." I groaned. Edward laughed.
"Wow, Alice is really going to benefit from your hormones, Bella."
"But I have some conditions, Alice." She smiled.
"Yeah, I know, you shop for me while I shop for you, no designer stores, and don't show you the price tag."
"I think you've got it." Her laugh sounded exactly how someone would imagine, almost like bells, if you could imagine that.
I went to the door, putting on my shoes. "Wow, someone's excited to shop." Alice said from the other room.
"I would call that statement hypocritical, Alice."
"Just get ready Bella, the rest of the family will be back by tonight."
"Oh, really?" she pointed to her temple.
"Yes, it's your last day, today." Thank God for that!
"Yay! Lets shop to celebrate!" I jumped up from tying my converses to hug her.
"Your more exuberant than normal, Bella." I growled.
"Enjoy it while you still can." I went to hug Edward; he greeted me with a sweet kiss. "Are you coming?"
"No, I'm going to greet the family back, and I have some business to cover." I heard Alice growl from the other room. "Personal uses, Alice." I decided not to ask, I just wanted to go.
"Lets go!" I ran out the door into Alice's Porsche.
She was in the driver's seat before I was buckled in.
We were soon at the Port Angeles mall.
"It's nice to be with someone other than Rosalie to actually want to shop with me." Alice sighed.
"Well, once a month you can get me to do it." We both climbed out of the car.
"Where do you want to go first?" Alice asked me, it's been awhile since I was in charge of where we were going.
"Uh, well…" Alice laughed.
"Lets just walk around until we hit a store that looks good for you." We walked until we were in front of a store that blasted loud music and the only visual in was the doors, the windows had wooden blinds covering them; Abercrombie and Fitch.
"Um, I guess we could try this one." I mumbled. As soon as we walked in, I felt suddenly out of my comfort zone. Three salespersons were wearing stylish clothes and were giving us glares.
We walked further into the store, none of the clothes suit our personality, it said Jessica and Lauren all over them. I looked at Alice, who wore an evil grin, knowing what I was going to say.
"I sense satanic waves coming from the walls!" I screamed and ran out of the store, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulders as I ran out with Alice, looking back at the shocked stares from the three salespersons in the store.
We ran all the way to the food court, laughing so our sides hurt.
"Nice." That was all Alice could say.
"Didn't you see that happening?" I asked her between breaths.
She calmed down, "If I did tell you, you wouldn't experience the evilness of Abercrombie and Fitch, and just to warn you, American Eagle and Hollister have the same environment."
"Great," I saw an ice cream store, I felt my stomach ache; I've eaten all of the ice cream that I bought on Sunday.
So we walked around the food court, stopping to get a soft pretzel.
"Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know…" we were in front of a Hot Topic, "Maybe here?" It ended up like a question than an answer.
We walked in, a guy with his ears gouged and had several other piercings came up to greet us.
"Hello, ladies, is there anything I can do for you today?"
At least this store had good customer service, "No, we're just looking right now. We'll let you know if we need anything."
We walked past him into the back of the store, where there were accessories.
I got a really good idea. "Hey, Alice?"
"Yeah," she said, examining a pair of angel earrings, made completely out of string.
"I think we should make it a rule that whatever we buy for each other we have to wear for the rest of the week." I saw her face go blank, she was having a vision.
She smiled as evilly as I did. "Deal." We shook hands. "And no complaints."
I decided to be really evil with this, I went to the front of the store, where there were clothes.
I picked out the most non-Alice outfit even conceived, and I picked out some shirts that I liked for myself, mostly graphic tee shirts.
When I went back to Alice her eyes almost went out of their sockets.
"Remember the deal, Alice. I'm still not done." She groaned and took them to the dressing room. She came out with a "Invader Zim" cami under a fish-net sweater, and a black mini skirt.
I dragged her to the accessories and picked out a matching arm warmers, bat earrings, spiked choker, green and black striped leggings and clunky black 3-inch combat boots.
The salesman, whose name was Steve, helped us pick out some other outfits for her, after telling him about our little deal.
I wasn't done.
We went to the make up area, I grabbed all things black. By the time I was done, Alice looked really looked like a vampire.
"Nicely done, Bella." Steve high-fived me.
Just to humiliate Alice more, we had her sit on the cashier desk so Steve could scan all of the tags on the clothes she was wearing, and he threw out the clothes she came in so she couldn't change later.
We waked out of Hot Topic with five large bags and an evil looking Alice. Her black lips formed a smirk.
"My turn." She looked REALLY evil now. I decided to be calm about this, it was only a week; what could she do?
BIG mistake.
We skipped -I don't know why, it probably was my hormones- to Charlotte Russe.
She asked the front desk to hold all of our bags as we shopped.
I was led to a dressing room. "Stay here, I'll get you something to wear for now." She ordered me.
The gothic pixie came back with a white, Victorian silk blouse with a ruffled collar, a red Edwardian (A/N- loi, no pun intended) corset, leather black pants, and a deadly pair of 3-inch knee-high leather boots.
I was going to die.
"This isn't it, Bella, we have all day." I quickly dressed myself, Alice took my clothes and asked the saleslady to throw them away.
Alice led me to the front desk, where she put several different beads around my neck, all were pearl, one had a cross on it, ironically enough. She poked two, large silver hoops through my ear lobes, and put a ridiculous amount of bracelets and rings on my hands.
Then I saw what was on the front desk, being bought.
A wide variety of skirts, even though most were knee length, they were black, some with floral patterns, a variety of blouses, many like the one I was wearing, and three other corsets. I also saw five shoeboxes. I didn't even want to know what she got me.
Also, like what I did to her, she made me sit on the desk so the cashier could scan all the tags of what I was wearing, cutting them all off once she was all done.
Once I was all scanned and we were both walking, well, I attempted to walk; I had to hold Alice's hand for support, out of the store. We both had at least twelve bags, so he had to deposit them in the car.
As we were walking back from the car I was going to demand my turn, but Alice interrupted me, "It's still my turn, Bella, I still get to do makeup and nails."
"Wait, I never did nails on you!" I scowled.
"We'll go to the same place, and now, Sephora's!" she pointed to a store that looked very pricey but I reminded myself of the deal.
The first thing she did once we got in was she deposited me in a tall chair, "What here." She said in a dark voice, I wouldn't want to disobey her.
She left to come back with a handful of makeup with the label, Urban Decay, on them.
She started to attack my eyes first with a eyeliner that had sparkles in it, "Who would name an eyeshadow 'smog'?" she asked me.
"No idea. Why would they name their brand 'Urban Decay'?"
"Point taken."
By the end of our little discussion she was all done with attacking my face. She led me to a mirror nearby the person in the mirror was, mysterious, sophisticated, and beautiful.
"Wow, you're brilliant."
"I know."
"My turn!" I squealed in delight, much to Alice's dismay.
She used her gold credit card to get the makeup she used and some other products she liked.
I was starting to get the hang of wearing the boots by the time we hit the next store, a private boutique called Parkleigh, which was the size of half a department store.
The store had a really good atmosphere; that was due to the fact that the first part of the store that you entered was spa materials. We spent about five minutes in that area, grabbing soaps and salts that smelled good. I spotted a really cute Scottie shaped bar of soap. I got it for the bathroom at home.
We moved on to the next room/department, it was handbags. And lots of them. But one caught my eye.
A bright red hand bag, in the shape of a handgun, with a small chain as a shoulder strap.
It was perfect.
"Alice! Can I get that? Pretty please?" I asked her like a little kid would ask for a puppy.
"That's cool, as long as I can get one in pink." She grabbed two boxes, that contained each in red and pink and put them in a basket that she had in her arms.
"We match!" I squealed. I was acting very Alice-y today.
And what was next to the purses were the icing of our shopping trip, bumper stickers.
"Oh my God! Alice, we have to put this on Edward's Volvo!" I picked up a sticker that said, "I'm not gay, I just really like rainbows."
"That's brilliant! And this for Emmett's Jeep!" she picked up a sticker that said, "I smile because I have no idea what's going on."
We ended up getting enough bumper stickers to cover the bumper of every Cullen car except Alice's porcshe. This was going to be the cherry on top of a prank sundae.
A/N- ha! Cliffie!