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So, the winners of my little poll were Alice and Jasper. And last chapter, Jasper asked Alice to the Saturday Night Dance at the castle. And, Alice being Alice, she wanted to get ready early. Let's see what happens…

APOV

I was so psyched when I woke up the next morning. I'd dreamed about the dance that Jasper would take me to this Saturday, but in it were Emmett and Rosalie, Esme and Carlisle, and Edward and Bella. And each couple was dancing together! I had a feeling it was one of my "night visions".

I hopped out of bed, and started to eagerly get dressed. I found my favorite Ralph Lauren skirt and halter, put them on, along with my gold sandals—also from Ralph Lauren—spritzed myself with a little R.L. perfume, and went into the kitchen unit to see if there was anything I could make without screwing it up. Normally I'd let Bella cook—she can cook better than Rosalie and I combined—but I was feeling really good today. I mean, Jasper had just asked me out, last night!

No sooner had I gotten out the eggs and was about to crack them, when sleepy-head-Bella walked out of her room and asked, "Alice, I hope you're not trying to make breakfast. Remember what happened last time?"

I was instantly reminded of what had happened. I'd tried to make eggs, toast and bacon, but I'd ended up making the eggs scald the bottom of the pan, burning the toast, and over-cooking the bacon. All in all, it was a disaster. Bella had gotten kolaches for all of us that morning.

Not that we'd complained.

"Bella, I'm in a really good mood," I told her. "Please don't ruin it for me."

"What has gotten you in such a good mood that you felt like making breakfast, even though you know you can't cook to save your life?"

"That's mean, Bella," I said, putting on a pouty face. "Just because I can't cook and you can doesn't mean you have to rub it in my face."

"I'm sorry, Alice," Bella apologized, "but I've just woken up. You know how I am first thing in the morning."

"I know," I said, cheering up instantly. "That's why I forgive you!"

Bella rubbed her eyes, and eyed my outfit. "You're dressed up. I wonder why?"

"What?" I asked innocently. "I'm always dressed in designer clothes. You of all people should know this."

"Alice, you are decked out from head to toe in Ralph Lauren," Bella said. "Even the perfume you're wearing is Ralph Lauren! Did something happen that you're not telling me?"

"I'll tell you when Rosalie gets up," I said, handing over control of breakfast to her. "I don't really want to repeat it, for fear I might explode with happiness."

"Wow," Bella said, cracking the eggs into the bowl like a pro. "That good, huh?"

I was about to say something, but then Rosalie walked in, still dressed in her cute pj's.

"Good morning, Rose!" I said, going over to hug her. When I did, she hugged me back, but then said, "Coffee."

Bella immediately went to the Tassimo coffee maker in the corner and asked Rose what kind of coffee she wanted.

"I can work the coffee maker, Bella," Rose said. "It's the easiest coffee maker in the world, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out how to use it."

"Geez, Rosalie," Bella said, cooking up the bacon. "I know you're crabby in the mornings, but you've never been this bad. What's up?"

"Nothing," Rosalie said, turning on the Tassimo. "Just that I had a really…well, let's just say that I didn't think to dream of what I did."

"Rosalie, that makes absolutely no sense first thing in the morning," Esme said, coming out of her room.

"So, you did come home," Rosalie said, smirking slightly. When Esme blushed, Rosalie continued, "I was beginning to wonder if we had to wait until later to see you sneaking back in the room like a teenager who went snuck out for a quickie in the woods!"

The sight of Esme about as red as a tomato had us all laughing our butts off. A knock at the door interrupted us, and I went to go get it. I opened the door, and a bouquet of yellow calla lilies was the only thing I could see.

"Excuse me," said a voice that I recognized, but was slightly disguised so that I couldn't place it, "but are you Alice Brandon?"

"I am," I said, trying to see who was behind the massive bouquet.

"I have a delivery for you," the voice said. It almost sounded like…no, it couldn't be…

"Sure, come in," Rosalie called from the kitchen unit.

When the guy wouldn't even face me, I was even more suspicious.

"Excuse me, but would you mind telling me—"

"Surprise," he said, moving the flowers and cutting me off.

"Jasper?!?"

JPOV

"Excuse me, but would you mind telling me—"

I cut her off, saying, "Surprise," and moving the flowers out from in front of my face. Her face was an expression of shock.

"Jasper?!?"

"The one and only," I said, giving her a regal nod. "And it is my pleasure to present you with a beautiful bouquet of calla lilies."

"Thank you," she said, taking the flowers from my hands. "How does one come by such a huge bouquet?"

I smiled in spite of myself. "I have a friend at school that's majoring in horticulture. And the greenhouse is filled with lilies. When I asked him—"

"When did you ask him?" she asked. "It's only 9 in the a.m., and you came over at about 9 p.m. last night. Don't tell me your friend is a night owl?" She eyed me like I was up to something.

"Well, he owed me a favor?" I said shrugging. "When I called him, he said to come by the greenhouses which are about an hour away."

"Wait," she said, putting the lilies in water, then putting her hands on her hips, "are you telling me that you went an hour away just to get a huge bouquet of lilies pour moi?"

"What?" I said, feeling a little upset. Most girls would find that horribly romantic, and she was acting like I'd just asked her the most horrible question. "If you don't like lilies, then—"

"Jasper that is the single, most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me!" she said, running towards me and throwing her arms around my neck. I hugged her back, and for a moment it seemed like time stood still. Alice was with me, I was holding her, and all was right with the world. We probably would have stayed like that all day, but someone—maybe Rosalie?—cleared their throat, reminding us that we had an audience. We pulled apart, and I could see Alice's face was slightly colored. I could feel heat on my face, so I was sure I was blushing as well.

When Alice finally looked at me, she said, "Thank you for the lilies, Jasper. They're absolutely gorgeous."

"You're welcome," I said lamely, putting my hands in my pockets. That's when I remembered… "Oh! I forgot, this came with it." I pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her, making sure she saw the side in French first.

She took it, and her eyes came together in the middle for a brief second. "Jasper, what does J'attends avec intérêt le samedi mean?"

"Turn it over, Alice," I said, pointing to the card.

She turned it over and read it in English. "Oh!" was all she said. "I look forward to Saturday as well, Jasper."

"Well, as much as I would love to stay and talk more with you, Alice," I said, loathe to leave, "I honestly have to go run some errands today."

"That's okay, Jasper," she said. "We were thinking of going to the mall later anyway." At that statement, I heard someone groan in frustration. Alice and I looked to see Bella with her head down.

"Alice, when did we decide this?" Bella asked.

"Rosalie and I decided on it last night when you fell asleep and Esme was on her date with Carlisle," Alice replied, not taking any pity on Bella. I smiled at the mention of my eldest brother taking Esme out. I knew he'd taken her to Alistair's restaurant because he'd told us this morning when we all woke up. We'd all fallen asleep by the time he'd gotten back because Emmett—being in command when Carlisle wasn't there—decided to close shop early and celebrate Carlisle's "lost bachelorhood" with junk food and 3 6-packs. Edward, even though he was our brother and we let him drink when he's with us since he's only 19 and not able to drink legally yet, chose not to have one. We didn't know why, but he'd replied with, "Technically, Carlisle's still a bachelor. He's not leg-shackled yet." Emmett had just laughed, but I thought my little brother had a point.

"Alice, you know how much I hate shopping!" Bella's little protest had pulled me out of last night's festivities, and back to the girls.

"Um, I think I'd better go now," I said. Alice looked at me as if realizing I was still there. "It was great to see you again, Alice."

"Thanks again for the flowers, Jasper," she said. "And for stopping by."

"You're welcome, Alice," I replied. "I'll see you Saturday, if not sooner."

"Okay," she said, going to open the door for me. "Saturday, then."

A piece of her hair was hanging in her face, so I impulsively tucked it behind her ear. Our gazes locked, and we didn't break eye contact for what felt like an eternity.

"So, I guess we'll see you later then, Jasper."

Rosalie's voice tugged Alice and I out of our little moment.

"Bye, Alice," I said, walking out the door and towards the elevator.

Yay! So Jasper and Alice obviously have the hots for each other. This is just a bit of a filler chapter, and I'm really sorry about that. I promise the next chapter will have more stuff in it. So, R&R, and I'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP!!

Oh, and J'attends avec intérêt le samedi means, "I look forward to Saturday."