Heyyy! I present to you the next chapter of CTTH! This is just a filler chapter and honestly, I wrote this a while ago. I'm not as enthusiastic about it now, but it's carefree and light, just what this story needs at the moment :) The drama will probably start after this :) If you have any ideas or comments, please review! The more the better :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight :) Even though Bella in this story is pretty different from the one in the books :P
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Alice POV
Alice walked around her room, looking for the cutest jeans and shirt she could find. Of course, it was hard, since all of her clothes were cute. She wanted to look good today. Alice knew that she could never as confident as Rosalie or as beautiful as Bella, but she had to try anyway. Alice soon settled for a red sweater and dark skinny jeans. She paired it off with some Jimmy Choo stilettos and a white scarf and she was ready to go spend the day with Bella.
Alice ran downstairs and lay down on the soft carpet in front of the TV, waiting for Bella to come. As she waited, she noticed Rosalie come out of the garage, covered in oil. Alice looked at her enviously. She was so dirty, but still managed to look amazing.
What she hated the most was how quickly Bella and Rosalie became friends. The first day, they were calling each other sluts. Then, a week later, they were practically sisters, always joined at the hip. It was not fair how Rosalie got everything she wanted. Rosalie was beautiful, strong, had an amazing husband—not that Alice didn't—and had amazing family values. What more can you look for in a person? And now, she got Bella.
Alice really wanted to be Bella's friend. In fact, she wanted her and Bella to be sisters. Rosalie wouldn't let that happen though.
"Alice!" Rosalie shouted from behind her. Alice turned around to see Rosalie walking towards her.
"What now?" Alice said, exasperated. "I'm sorting out the clothes I got for Bella. I think it'll make her feel better when she comes back from Texas." Alice folded a blue sweater and put it in a small suitcase.
"Alice, please, just leave her the hell alone!" Rosalie reprimanded. Alice ignored her.
"Why should I? She's also my friend." Alice answered back. Suddenly, Alice's back was against the wall and Rosalie's hands were around Alice's neck. "What are you doing?" Alice said. "Put me down!" Alice struggled against her, but soon gave up. Rosalie was almost a foot taller than her and had some serious strength in her arms.
"Look, Alice, Bella is not one of your projects!" Rosalie shouted in her face. "She is a real human being who is going through some tough times. She is not a Barbie, Alice. So please, just LEAVE HER ALONE!"
Alice scoffed at Rosalie's words. "You are such a hypocrite, Rosalie!" She retaliated. "Bella is not a baby doll to play with and then throw it away! You are treating her as if she is your daughter!" Alice screamed. "Face it, sister," she snapped her fingers, "she hates you now."
"Take. That. Back." Rosalie said menacingly.
"No, what are you going to do? Call your darling husband, Emmett? Everyone is out hunting right now. There is nothing you can do." Alice smiled wickedly.
Today, Alice, Bella, and Rosalie were supposed to hang out—as a part of the bonding time. Except…Rosalie didn't know about it. Alice smiled in her head. It would be just us two. Watch out, Rosalie, out you go, and in I come. Bella will have forgotten Rosalie by the end of the day.
"Alice!" Rosalie shrieked. "I'm going hunting for a few hours; I'll be back by ten PM."
Alice smirked and turned on the TV. This was just too easy.
Twenty minutes later, the doorbell had rung. Alice ran to it and opened the door. "Bella!" Alice gave Bella a tight hug that Bella slightly returned. Alice's smile became bigger. We haven't even done anything yet and we're making progress. "I love your outfit, by the way." Alice lied. It was okay, but not what Alice would've picked for Bella. Bella was wearing a long sleeved, dark blue shirt and ripped jeans. She had her hair up in a high ponytail and was wearing her signature shoes—vans. Bella was more of a plain dresser, but Alice understood why. She had no need to flaunt her beauty anymore. That was the difference between Bella and Rosalie.
"Thanks, umm, we should get going. What are we doing today?" Bella asked as they headed towards her Lamborghini.
"Well, we're shopping for a few hours, and after that, let's head back here and do crazy stuff. I usually see visions of this kind of stuff, so I never really have to plan anything. Let's just go along with what we feel like doing." Alice told her.
Bella POV
Bella laughed as she got out of her car. The story Alice just told her about Edward in the 60's was just too hilarious. Alice linked arms with Bella and together, they walked into the mall. Once they were in, they were bombarded by people and shops. Both Alice and Bella's noses wrinkled as they smelled the foul food coming from the cafeteria.
Bella let Alice do all the talking, she felt like she revealed her past more than what was sufficient.
"Oh my gosh! Victoria's Secret has a sale going on! Come on!" Alice grabbed Bella's hand and dragged her into the store. There, Bella was instantly hit by bras, underwear, the word PINK, and a ton of lingerie.
"Alice, what exactly are we going to buy?" Bella asked Alice timidly. Sure, she wore thongs and lacey bra's, but compared to the stuff in this store, wearing a lacey bra and plain thong seemed conservative.
"Anything!" Alice squealed and picked a handful of clothes out form each shelf. "Here," she said, dumping them into her arms. "We're going to go try all this on."
Bella looked at the pile of clothes they were both holding and looked at them in disdain. This is why she hated shopping.
Alice pushed Bella into the changing room and locked the door behind them. "Why are we in the same cubical?" Bella asked.
"First of all, I know you're not going to come out in a thong and thin bra, so if we change together, we can just tell each other our opinions in here."
Bella looked at Alice crazily. "Alice, this would be fine if we were changing into dresses or clothes, but we'll be fully naked." Bella stated.
"We can just close our eyes or turn around to face the wall while we change."
Bella and Alice finally finished picking out the undergarments and then went straight to pajamas. As they changed, Alice's eyes bugged out as she took in Bella's body. Not only was Bella curvy, Alice thought, she was quite muscular. Not in the body builder type of way, but in an OMG-girl-you-look-so-good kind of way.
"Holy shit, Bella," Alice said in awe. "Your body is amazing!"
Bella laughed and put on the nightdress. "I've been told that many times by many people, it's not much of a surprise."
"But—oh my gosh, you have abs!" Alice exclaimed. "And it's not one of those creepy types. They look so cool! How'd you end up so muscular?"
"I played a lot of sports as a human, that's how." Bella twirled around. "How do I look?" She asked. Just because she didn't want to be too close to the Cullen's didn't mean she couldn't laugh or have fun with them.
Alice immediately said, "Blue is totally your color."
They changed back into their clothes and went up to the counter to buy there things. The lady behind looked at Bella and didn't stop staring. Puzzled, Alice and Bella looked at each other. They stood there uncomfortably until Alice waved her hands in front of what's-her-name's face.
The lady stopped gawking and took a quick look at Alice.
Both are beautiful, but the taller one is absolutely gorgeous! She thought. Bella snickered in her head, used to this type of reaction.
"I'm sorry, here, give me your things." The lady said.
"Thanks…" Bella looked at her name tag, "Nina."
"Are you looking for a job?" Nina asked abruptly. Bella stared at her, surprised at such a question.
Ten minutes later, Bella and Alice were heading out the store, laughing like crazy. The sales lady had seen Bella and instantly asked Bella if she wanted to be a Victoria's Secret model. When Bella said no, the woman pleaded, saying that if they had her as a model, Victoria's Secret would be booming with business—even though they already were.
"She wouldn't stop!" Bella said in between laughs.
"Gosh, that was just too funny. I'm so happy I got it on video." Alice said as she put her phone back in her pocket.
"Wait…WHAT!" Bella screamed at reached for the phone, but Alice had already put it away. Not wanting to look like an idiot, Bella kept on walking, planning on stealing the phone later.
While walking, they passed by Sports Authority. Thinking fast, Bella said, "Alice, can we stop here? I need to buy some stuff." Bella remembered telling Charlie that she went out for runs…but she didn't have any running shoes or clothes.
"Ew, no!" Alice took Bella's hand and tried to steer her out of the store, but Bella wouldn't budge.
"Alice, I need to buy some running clothes." Bella let go of Alice's hand and went in the store, knowing that Alice would follow her in.
"Why do you need to buy running clothes? You're a VAMPIRE." Alice boldly stated before realizing she said that aloud. Bella looked at her alarmingly, but calmed down once she realized no one heard.
"I told Charlie that I go running daily, so I need to keep up the act. I'll just hunt or hang out at my house for an hour, and then go back to his house." Bella said, looking at some sports bras and spandex shorts. Bella picked up a few and put them in the cart. Alice threw in a few neon sports bras and Bella looked at her skeptically.
"What…their cute." Alice said innocently. Bella narrowed her eyes at her before laughing at Alice's antics. Alice wasn't that bad after all.
"What do you think of these shorts?" Bella held up short, black sprinting shorts with blue lines running down the sides.
"Well, I don't like them, but based on their length…you'll have Edward falling at your feet in no time." Alice declared as she went back into the racks. Bella looked at her confusedly, but didn't say anything. "By the way…wouldn't it be weird for you to be running in shorts…in Forks?" Alice pointed out.
Crap! Bella forgot about that. "But I really, really like these shorts." Bella whined, pouting.
Alice laughed. "Then buy them! It's not like your broke or anything." Alice said, but she didn't know for sure, she was living at Charlie's. Alice had never seen Bella's house. Bella was obviously rich, based on her cars and clothes, but exactly how rich was she?
"Good point. I'm going to go and get some sweats, just wait here." Bella jogged over to the sweats. She bought two tight, running ones with matching jackets and one baggy one to wear around home.
Alice stood with the cart, looking around the store with disdain. Usually, Alice would never get caught being in a store like this. She usually shopped at Chanel, Prada, Louis Vatton—the really expensive stores. Bella probably shopped there too, but Alice noticed that Bella didn't care about what she wore. She'd look good in anything.
"'Kay, I'm back." Bella dumped the bundles of clothes she got into the cart. "Let's get some shoes!"
Alice squealed. "Finally! Let's go to Prada, I hear their having a sale!"
Bella looked at Alice for a second before she started laughing. "I meant running shoes! But we can go to the Prada store afterwards, alright?" Bella suggested as they walked over to the shoe section. On the way there, they saw Mike, Tyler, and Eric trying on some Adidas shoes. Not wanting to be seen, Bella and Alice walked faster, but, unfortunately, were caught.
"Bella!" They exclaimed. "And Alice!" They said with less enthusiasm. The Cullen's never talked to anyone but themselves, so why should they talk to them? On the other hand, Bella socialized with everyone. Many people thought that the Cullen's thought themselves to be at a higher "rank" then the rest, which was true…they were gifted with amazing good looks. They expected Bella to act the same, but she surprised everyone by interacting with all the students—even though she was at an even higher league than the Cullen's…according to the students and teachers at Forks High. Bella would never think of herself like that.
"Hey, guys!" Bella shouted with fake enthusiasm. She thought these guys were nice—but they were a little too persistent at times.
"Never struck you as the type to shop here, eh, Bella?" Mike said, standing up in the Adidas shoes he was trying on. "Especially Alice."
"I guess I'm just full of surprises." Bella laughed along with the others. "Alice is just here 'cause I forced her to be. She hates these kinds of shops." Alice crossed her arms as she waited impatiently for Bella.
"Oh, okay, that explains it." Tyler said. He stood up at quickly hugged her. Mike and Eric soon followed and did the same.
"Umm, what are some good running shoes?" Bella asked as she sat down on a bench. "C'mon here, Alice." She patted the seat next to her.
"You go running?" Mike took a quick look at Bella. "Never mind, it's obvious you work out
"Lately, people have been making a huge deal out of my body." Bella laughed. Mike stood up and walked over to the Nike's. He picked out a blue and white shoe and handed it to Bella. "These are good for running. They are good for hard ground. You can't really run anywhere in forks other than the forest or the beach down at La Push, so these shoes are good for that."
Bella looked at him, stunned. He clearly knew what he was talking about. "Thanks, Mike." Bella tried on the shoes and realized that they were exactly her size. "Wow, these are my size. Good guess."
Alice whined. "Can we go now!"
Bella, exasperated, said, "Sure, why not." She smiled and stood up. "Thanks, guys, I'll see ya'll later." Bella quickly paid for her stuff and soon enough, they were on their way to the Prada store.
Bella, in one of her playful moods, walked up to the lady and showed her her unlimited black card. The woman, Tricia, looked at it with wide eyes. "How, how can I help, help you miss?" She stuttered. Bella and Alice looked at each other with sly smiles on their faces.
"Can you bring me the silver shoes on the right please?" Alice said, sweetly. "I'm a size four."
"Of course."
"Oh, and can you get me the brown boots on the bottom left as well? I'm a size eight." Bella asked. Tricia nodded and scampered over to get the shoes. She grabbed them and brought them over to Bella and Alice.
"What are these!" Alice exclaimed in anger. "You got us the wrong sizes! I'm a size five, and Bella is a size seven!"
"I'm s-sorry, I thought you said your sizes were four and eight. I'll get the correct shoes right away, ma'am." Tricia said, afraid. She couldn't mess up this time, not with people with so much money. It was her first day working here. She brought the shoes over to the two sitting women and watched them get angry…again. "Ma'am?" She asked timidly.
"What is this? I believe I asked for the golden stilettos!" Bella screamed furiously.
"Wh-what? I assure you, you asked for the brown boots!" Tricia shouted, getting angry.
"That was the first time. After you got me the wrong size, I asked for the golden stilettos!" Bella retorted.
"And…you got me the wrong size! I'm a size five and a half, not a size five!" Alice screamed.
"Excuse me, but I'm sure that you said brown boots that were a size eight and silver heels that were a size four." Tricia said, trying to be calm.
Bella crossed her arms. "Well then, you, my dear, clearly have a hearing problem." She smirked.
"JUST GET OUT! I can't deal with you two anymore!" Trica shouted, losing control.
Bella and Alice looked at each other, grinned, and stood up. They walked over to the shoe rack. Bella got brown boots that were a size eight and a half and Alice grabbed the size four and a half silver heels. They went over to the counter, paid, and walked out of the store.
"Wait here, Alice, I need to do something." Bella walked over to Tricia. Laughing, Bella apologized. "I'm so sorry—we were just trying to have a bit of fun."
Tricia continued to stare at her.
"C'mon, weren't you a teenage girl once?" Bella urged.
Tricia wavered.
"Like you didn't do this when you were sixteen or eighteen," Bella said.
Tricia's resolve broke—she did the same exact thing. "You got me there…sorry I screamed in your face. That was uncalled for." She said.
Bella chuckled. "From what I remember, it was two against one." She said. She took two hundred dollars out of her purse and gave them to Tricia. "Here, for the trouble we caused you." Tricia tried to give it back, not wanting to accept it, but Bella stood stubborn. "Please, take it," Bella said. "You deserve it." She folded Tricia's hands over the money. "By the way, keep in mind that I'm a size eight and a half and Alice," she pointed to Alice, who was standing next to the door, "is four and a half. I'm definitely coming back here." Bella said. "Oh, and my name is Bella, it was nice to meet you, Tricia." With that being said, she left the store with Alice.
Walking down the crowded path, Alice said, "That was awesome."
Bella smiled. "I know right. We should do that more often." Bella smacked her head. "Aw man! We should have gotten that on video!"
"Who said we didn't?" Alice grinned.
"No way," Bella said as they continued on walking.
"Yes way!" Alice exclaimed with her.
Bella looked to her left and shrieked, making Alice jump up with fright. "What happened?" Alice said, worriedly.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Bella screamed. "It's a vintage clothing store!"
Skeptic, Alice said, "You like these? The clothes in here aren't really worth anything."
Bella's eyes bugged out at her short little companion. "What are you talking about? I get most of my accessories from these kinds of stores! You'd be surprised by how cute the stuff from vintage stores is!" Bella dragged Alice inside. She quickly said hi to the shop keeper and showed Alice around. "They have awesome stuff here." She told her.
Bella picked up a large, fluffy hat and put it on with a pair of jeweled glasses. She grabbed a tie-dye scarf and cat-walked across the aisle. Alice laughed and took a picture with the camera she brought along. Bella posed for the pictures, squealing. Alice softly smiled at Bella. She was acting like a carefree sixteen year old girl instead of the mature and sophisticated girl she usually was. Alice had only seen Bella like this a few times, and each time, it made her smile. Bella might have been through a lot more than most people did, but she would always be a young teenage girl at heart.
"Alice, try some stuff on!" Bella exclaimed, taking of the hat, glasses, and scarf she was wearing. Alice giggled and went grabbed a bunch of random things. As she was putting them on, she nearly fell over to the ground in laughter. Bella had popped out from the middle of a clothing rack, wearing an oversized suit and a wig with the hair slicked back. She had a constipated expression on her face as she oh-so-cockily walked down to Alice, her hands shaped around to look like a gun. "Who's your daddy?" Bella said in a low, wannabe husky voice before laughing along with Alice at the joke she made. "That's the spirit, Alice!" Bella said to Alice as she looked at what she was wearing. Alice took a quick picture of them and walked up to the snickering shop keeper.
"Can you take some pictures of us, please?" Alice asked the kind old lady, handing her the camera.
"Of course, dear, but only on one condition," She said. "You have to let me post these pictures on the wall. Nobody really comes here, and if they see them, maybe they'll want to come." She said, sadly.
"Yes! You have to, then!" Bella exclaimed, talking in her "gangster" voice. They all laughed. Bella and Alice posed for the camera and let her take the picture. "What's your name?" Bella asked.
"Delia, Delia Hart," She replied. "What about you two? What are your names?"
"I'm Alice Cullen," Alice said, sticking out her hand.
"I'm Bella Evenson," Bella stuck out her hand as well. "It's nice to meet you." Bella excitedly ran off to try some more clothes on.
Alice looked at Delia, laughed, and ran after her. For an hour, Alice and Bella were trying clothes on, having Delia take pictures, and soon, had her join in as well. Delia wasn't as young—physically—as the two girls were, but she tried to keep up.
"Okay, girls, I'm tired. I'm going to sit down." Delia said, panting. She went behind the counter and sat down on her chair.
"Awwww…." Bella whined. Alice looked at her, surprised, but didn't say anything. Bella sighed. "It has been an hour since we've been here, so I can understand why." She laughed.
"Alice, dear, I'm going to give you my email so you can give me the pictures. Is that fine?" Delia asked, turning to Alice.
"Yeah! Sure." Alice wrote Delia's email down on her hand and said, "We should be going home now. We've been in the mall for hours." Alice said.
"I promise I'll come back here the next time I come to the mall. This place is awesome!" Bella assured. "Wait, I want to buy some stuff!" Bella ran over to the clothing rack and started to look through them.
"Energetic girl—isn't she." Delia said to Alice.
"She is, even more than me. It feels nice to see her like this." Alice told her.
"Are you two sisters? Or just friends?" Delia asked.
"We're friends," Alice answered, "we don't look a thing alike…apart from the eyes."
"That's true. Are you two the same age?" Delia inquired.
"Nope—Bella's sixteen and I'm eighteen. She's two years younger than me." Alice replied.
"How do you know each other then? You must go to the same school…obviously…but she's two grades lower than you. "
"Actually, Bella skipped a grade, making her a junior. I'm a junior as well—I, along with my boyfriend, Jasper, his sister, Rosalie, and her boyfriend, Emmett, had to take a year off from school due to a family emergency when we were younger." Alice told her.
"Wait…family? I thought you had a boyfriend…" Delia trailed off.
Alice freaked and said, "No! We're all adopted. Only Jasper and Rosalie are related, but other than that, we have no blood relation to each other at all."
"Oh, okay." Delia said, relieved.
"Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie are seniors, while my brother, Edward, and I are juniors." Alice explained.
Delia looked at Alice with critical eyes. "You know…you look familiar…"
Alice's eyes widened in surprise, "I know I've never been to this store before." Even Alice—who practically knew everything—was confused at Delia's words.
"No…" Delia argued. "I saw you! You did come here!" She exclaimed. "Forty years ago! In 1970!"
Alice started to freak out internally. She had been here, back when it hadn't been a vintage store. She quickly laughed to hide her shock filled face. "What are you talking about?" She said discretely.
"Don't try to lie to me, missy. And don't say it wasn't you. I swear…that girl looked exactly like you. And she said her name was Alice!" Delia shouted. "I remember now! A short, spiky haired girl came into my store looking for a suit to wear to a dinner party her parents were hosting. She had the same eyes and everything!"
Bella, getting tired of the shouting, ran to them, her arms full of jewelry and clothing items. "Here's my stuff. I'd like to buy all this please." She said, trying to change the subject.
"Delia, I think you're a little tired. You should close up the shop after we leave and get some rest." Alice suggested to her, wanting to get out of the store as fast as possible.
Delia checked out the items. "I'm not tired!" She screamed. She looked at Bella and spoke to her kindly, "here is your stuff, dear. The total is $456 dollars." She punched some numbers in the register as she took Bella's credit card. "But for making my day so much fun, I'm going to give you a discount. Your total is now $342 dollars." Delia told her, handing over the receipt.
"Oh, Delia, that's too much of a discount, please accept the money!" Bella countered, handing over her credit card again. She was surprised at how fast Delia's mood changed. From angry to calm in just a second.
Delia shook it away. "No, please, for me!"
At these words, Bella drew back and sighed. "Fine."
"No problem, honey." She turned and glared at Alice. "What are you?" She asked abruptly. "How do you look so young?"
Bella, intervening, said, "Delia, you've got it all wrong—"
"You see, when I was born, I was named Mary Alice, after my mother, Alice, because of how much I looked like her. She gave me up when I was six years old and after that, I was adopted by the Cullen's. I don't like the name Mary, so I go by Alice, just like my mother did." She lied.
Delia continued to glare at Alice, but refrained from saying anything. "I'm sorry." She said unconvincingly. "I behaved inappropriately."
Alice smiled at her, cursing at her in her head. "It's fine." She grabbed Bella's hand. "We should get going now. I'll email the pictures to you once I get home."
Bella quickly said goodbye and ran out the store with Alice. Delia looked at the two of them and sighed. She reached into her drawer and pulled out a small, black and white picture.
It was of her, back when she was just twenty years old, with her arms around a young, spiky haired woman with what seemed to be gold eyes.
Uh oh! Didn't expect that now, did we? XD
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
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