Ok, yes I finally have this chapter done, AND I am working on the next one. This chapter is dedicate to my friends, Laudie, Kaitlyn, Jace, and Oliver. R&R - Alice xoxo

Chapter Nine:

A about a week later, Alice's room was all fix - the carpet had to be pulled up, but at least it didn't smell as bad now. Even though she was able to go in there now, Alice sleeps with Jasper in his bed. They don't do anything, just since the night they became official, they haven't been able to sleep without being near each other.

Sometimes - like the first night - Alice finds herself crying, unable to believe it's real. The only way she will be able to believe it herself is if she tells someone else. That's why now. She just sent a picture on her phone of her with Jasper to her best friend from high school - Laudie Evans.

She had just texted Laudie saying guess what? And not even five minutes later, Alice got a reply saying. Alice! What? And so she sent the picture alone with a message saying my new boyfriend.

Laudie replied saying: Ur bf looks like Jasper Hale. A lot. No wonder ur dating him. Alice smiled as she pressed the keys on her phone to say: My bf is Jasper Hale. She added a ton of smiley faces. Laudie didn't reply. Alice's phone vibrated in her hand, an incoming call.

"Hey, Laudie!" She cried, excided to hear her friend's voice after so long. They had grown up together.

"Alice! Oh My God, please tell me you are pulling some sort of weird joke on me! You are not dating Jasper Hale!" She exclaimed excitedly.

"Nope. Jasper Hale is my boyfriend. I live with him." Alice said, and it just then set it in. "Jasper is my boyfriend…" Alice and Laudie continued to talk about Jasper for a little while longer, until they had to go.

Not much longer, Jasper came home.

"Hi, sweetie," he said to Alice, before kissing her. Like every other time when they kiss, she blushed. "What did you do today?"

Alice leaned back on the couch and moaned sadly. "I talked to my friend Laudie. Other than that - nothing. I'm so bored all day. All I do is just sit around." She sighed again.

Jasper ran his fingers through his hair as he thought. "Uhm. Why don't you get a job? I'm sure you can find some place on the boardwalk…" he said.

Alice looked down sadly. "No one would want to hire me…"

Jasper sat down next to her and brushed her hair back. "Why do you think that, Darlin'?" He asked.

"I don't know," she sighed, "I've never actually had a job, so I don't know…"

"Just try, babe. Nothing ventured, nothing gained," Jasper said before going into the bathroom to take a shower. Alice sighed.

Alice took Jasper's offer and tried to get a job. Two weeks later, she was working on the boardwalk at a tourist shop. They sold little souviner items and also did henna tattoos and hair braids. It wasn't the best job out there but Alice didn't mind. At least she wasn't sitting around at home any more.

After working there for a month, Alice realized what a great idea it was.

It was a typical Monday, the co-worker, Kaitlyn, was giving a little boy a henna tattoo of a snake, a few tween girls where looking at friendship bracelets by the counter, and a kid not even three was begging his parents for a toy water gun, when a man walked in with a little girl who Alice assumed was his daughter. The little girl ran over to the bathing suits while the man wandered around.

When he got to the counter where Alice was standing, looking bored, he stared at her for a few minutes, but not in a creepy way. More like he was trying to find out if he knew her from somewhere.

"Excuse me?" He asked, "what is your name?" He asked. Alice was getting a little freaked at that point, but his voice was nice, like someone she could trust.

"Alice," she said. "Alice Brandon."

"Have you ever considered modeling?" he asked. Alice wasn't sure if she heard him right. Did he say…modeling? Was he crazy, Alice was no taller than 5'2", he couldn't be serious.

"Uhm, not exactly," She made out. The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a small index card. A business card.

"I'm Jace Oliver… call me it you consider it." Jace Oliver handed the card over to Alice and she looked at it. The color was silver with black writing on it, saying: Jace Oliver's Modeling Agency. 1818-591-0921.

When she looked back up, Jace Oliver was gone, along with his daughter. Alice tapped the side of the card against the counter. Modeling…