"Nice one Bella!" Alice high-fived me.
"Yeah, sure." I said as I stared transfixed at the trapdoor at the ceiling. I was sure that was where whoever it was was.
I walked over to the wall the trapdoor was nearest and shifted my centre of gravity so I could walk along the wall to reach the trapdoor. I pushed it open and pulled myself up so I could see out. I didn't see any one, but I saw some pretty nasty gouges on the walls and the elevator. I also saw a flash of red hair. I wondered when I would see her again. She's been gone for ages.
I dropped to, well I guess the wall, and got myself the right way up.
"Just how many gifts do you have?" Alice asked me.
"I have no idea." I answered truthfully. I never really know. I sometimes get a gift, and it stays with me for, well, I've still got them, and then there are others which only stay a short while. And it never really has the decency to tell me when I get a new one or an old one goes away.
"How can you not know?!" she asked flabbergasted. I love that word, and I didn't even have to make that one up.
"You're very good at knowing things, yes? Yes. Not knowing is completely the opposite. You should try it some time." I suppose that could be construed as me saying she knew too much and was invading peoples privacy, but that wasn't the way I meant it and she knew it. I think.
"So what next?" Emmett asked eagerly.
"It's your turn, think of something, but hurry up, we're almost at the next floor.
It was a couple of guys who came in. After a minute or two, Emmett started shaking, as if he was having a fit or something. Then righted himself and started brushing off his clothes. Once he was finished, he said, "I must find a more suitable host." in a creepy voice. He then started eyeing us all, as if choosing who would be his host. We all tried to make ourselves look scared. I think it might have been working, but the guys weren't paying much attention to us any way. Emmett had chosen his new host.
When the door opened, the guys ran out as fast as they could and Emmett followed them a few steps. I was tempted to shut the elevator doors and leave without him.
I was never very good at resisting temptation. Why do you think I kissed Edward in the car? It was so very tempting that's why. And I had to get him out of it somehow, but that was just an added bonus.
There was some banging on the doors and some dents were made, but it was pretty low and I was beginning to think Emmett was humping the door, then I realised it was because the elevator was moving. Although I think the others may have been thinking the same thing.
"We're almost at the Wal-Mart floor. We want to get kicked out."