MWAHAHAHA!! The evil Alice is back with her little plan. Anyway before I get started we'll get the boring part over with: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in it. Everything belongs to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.

Bella finished eating and we returned to the living room, where Emmett and Jasper were still engaged in their game. My mind drifted to the next night when Bella and Edward would go out. It would be perfect. And I would make sure of that.

Because I had a plan.

Making Plans

"Jasper, I need to go shopping," I whined softly that night.

He sat up in bed. "Why? You have lots of clothes. Lots. Why do you need more?"

"Rosalie come here," I said, bringing my voice up to a normal tone.

After about thirty seconds, she appeared at the doorway. "What do you want? You're sort of interrupting, ya know." Well seriously she did look like she wanted to be back in her room with Emmett. I was glad I wasn't Jasper. Having to deal with their emotions. Ugh.

I scowled. "What took you so long?"

"Well I assume you wanted me here dressed."

"Ew. Where's Emmett?"

Emmett stepped through the door. "Here."

"Ok," I said with a grin. "I called all of you guys here because guess what? Edward and Bella are going out tomorrow night. And I want to go shopping to get something to wear. Because we're going too. And-"

"And why couldn't you tell us about this some other time?" Rosalie interjected.

"Duh. Because Edward's not here. Anyway, like I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, we are going too."

"Why?" asked Emmett, sounding half-bored and half-asleep. If he were human he would have anyway.

"Because we want to make sure everything's perfect. Anyway Rose, tomorrow you and I will go shopping. No one will think that that's wierd. Bella and Edward already have reservations, of course, but we don't. And anyway we want to be seated near them, near enough so we can see each other, but not right next to them. So anyway we'll go get reservations and new clothes to go in." I paused for a breath.

"So...ok as long as it's us against Eddie it'll be all right," Emmett replied. Jasper agreed.

"Oh, and we're not going to the restaurant in a group. We'll need two reservations because we'll go as couples."

"And that matters...because?" Jasper asked.

Rose and I looked at each other and gave exaggerated sighs. "Because. In restaurants all two-person tables are at one side of the restaurant. Therefore we will be sitting near Edward and Bella."

"Ooooooooh," Jasper said. "Got it."

"Yeah really. How do girls know all this stuff?" Emmett asked complacently. Rosalie smacked the back of his head.

"Because they don't get it all hit out of them," Jasper chuckled. We all burst out laughing except Emmett, who was rubbing the back of his head ruefully.

"That wasn't supposed to hurt. You're a vampire. Now get over it," Rosalie snapped.

"Ok, you guys go back to bed and have fun. Just remember to block your thoughts. Now shoo. We'll talk in the morning." I pushed them out of the room and closed the door, then flopped down on the bed. Jasper pulled me up so my head was on the pillow. I looked over at him and smiled. "Love you Jazzy."

He pressed his lips to mine for a moment, then wrapped his arms around me. "Good night," I teased.

"Night."

The next moring finally came and I glanced at the clock. "It's seven. We can get up. Rose and I need to go shopping."

For a minute I thought he hadn't heard me. He satyed motionless and silent. I turned in his arms. " Jasper, wake up."

His eyes popped open and he smirked. "Go shopping."

I hopped out of the bed and went to my closet, rummaging through the clothes. I should get the best-shopper-and-biggest-wardrobe award. I only left poor 'lil Jazzy a miniscule section of the closet. He didn't care. He actually uses the dresser to keep some of his clothes in. I have to hang everything up. I mean, they get those funny little wrinkle-marks even when you fold them.

I finally pulled out a blue camisole and a black tie-up shrug to go over it. And a black mini of course.

I dug out a black purse and heels and shoved them onto my feet, then -with my wonderful speed of course- transferred everthing from a deep yellow purse to that one.

"Rosalie! Come on!" I called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Are we taking the porsche or mine?" She asked.

"Mmm...yours."

Rose looked surprised. "Why?"

"Because. The BMW has more room for our stuff." I rolled my eyes.

"Ah. Good point. I agree."

We zoomed towards the outlet malls when I said "Wait! Go to the restaurant first. It's called Scorpion or something."

I was close anyway. It was "Scoporios".

We already got plenty of stares from people in the parking lot. Did I mention that Rosalie was wearing a really tight, shimmery red top and black mini (like me)? And we looked like we had probably stolen the BMW. I mean, how many teens have a flashy red car and designer clothes?

None. Exactly my point.

We walked coolly into the restaurant and walked up to the clerk. "Excuse me," I said in a sweet voice. "Could we have two reservations for tonight?"

He stared at us like we had come from Mars. "Y-yes," he stammered. Then he seemed to gather himself a little bit. "How many people in each group?"

"Two."

"So you would like two reservations with two people in each?"

"Yes."

"What names should I put them under?"

I glanced at Rosalie. "One, Jasper Cullen."

Rosalie answered for herself. "And the other, Emmett Cullen."

He hastilly wrote them down. "Could I do aything else for you ladies?" He asked, still staring uncontrollably.

"No, thank you. By the way, did you know that staring's rude?" Rosalie answered without even a hint of a smile.

We swept out of the restaurant and got smoothly into the car. The clerk watched us from a window. His mouth dropped when he saw the fancy red car. We both held our composure until we were out of his sight. Then we burst out laughing. "Rosalie, how could you have said that? He may be there tonight!"

"Well you can always look."

"I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise."

We laughed the rest of the way to the mall.

Hi peeps! I finally updated my profile...I was bored so I got on gimp and made me another avatar...it's on my profile page for you slow people. Anyway for those of you who read the reviews;

Amy! Of course I knew it was you! I'm not that dumb! You've told me that before! I've actually gotten onto your fanfic because you use the same stupid password for everything!

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