Disclaimer: Again, Lewis Carroll is the creator of Alice In Wonderland, not me.

I had typed way more than this but my computer froze and it all erased. Only what I typed yesterday was saved. I am dying from heat, frustrated as to where I am shaking, and sad because my ex-boyfriend still likes me. (Long un-needed to know story) so I am just not in the mood to re-type everything. I hope you understand.
P.S. The reason I have not updated sooner is because I'm currently at my Mother's house as to where I am not allowed on the computer. (I am sneaking.)


Chapter II
Cheshire Cat

Alice could not believe her eyes. Why are these characters of which were only seen in Wonderland now coming across Alice's path in someplace other? The Cheshire Cat didn't respond at all after his first sentence. Alice watched as his right arm, left leg, body, and soon his everything of his disappeared only pondering on what is happening. Alice stopped her wondering for a second to notice the cat was gone and her chance to ask as well. Alice didn't feel angry or regretful at all. Not as if she seemed like she felt anything at the moment. "Now Cheshire Cat seemed least talkative. If anyone has the answers it would be him, am I right? But, he seemed as he knew as much as I do at the moment. Or is this only me?"

There she was, staring at the ground talking to herself. You can only imagine the looks Alice could receive by the strangers passing by. Alice surly looked up to see if anyone was indeed watching and if anyone was giving her any type of bad looks. There they were, quite a few strangers walking by trying their best not to pass a glance at the silly girl on the floor talking to herself. Alice could only help to wonder if there were strangers walking pass when the Cheshire Cat was there.

Alice lifted herself from the ground and ran in the direction of which she hoped the March Hare had gone. "Oh dear March Hare, where could you have run off to?" The sound in Alice's voice was more frustrated than worried. In fact, she wasn't worried at all of the March Hare. She was only curious as to what that crazy fool was doing in such a situation.