heh heh,
Sorry it's so late,
traveling sucks.
-theenvylover

Just Another Bella and Daughter Story

"Hello little Alice, how are you?" a smiling Jasper greeted me when we got to the cafeteria. That smile was probably the scariest thing for me at the moment. That smile was evil.

"You know better than I do," I answered as I tried to get away. I knew it was useless but I figured that maybe I could in this crowd. I turned fast and started walking to the food line only to have Jasper appear in front of me.

"Don't you want to know how I am?" he asked, still smiling. My eyes widened as I thought back to the conversation I had with my teacher this morning.

The one about Alice.

"H-how are y-you?" I forced out. He smiled wider.

"I am great, thank you for caring."

I looked up at him and realized that I had my eyes closed and body tense, just waiting for what would happen. I eased up when I saw him motion to go away. When I let out a heavy sigh Jasper turned back to me. He wasn't smiling any more.

"How many boys do you think are at this school?"

"I don't know," I answered him, wondering what brought up the subject.

"About three hundred and forty-two," he stated. This school wasn't too big so it made sense. I nodded. He started again.

"Now, out of those boys, how many do you think are blond?"

I froze.

"Well, more to the point, how many of those blond boys heard about your little rant today and how many of those blond boys thought that they would have a chance with my wife?"

I just stood there, dumbfounded. Of course they'd be after her; I mean, she's gorgeous. Jasper studied my face and continued.

"Seventy-six. Seventy-six human boys thought they were better than me. Seventy-six human boys thought that they would have a chance with her. Seventy-six casualties were avoided because Alice said it wasn't worth it," Jasper forced himself into my line of sight when I tried to look away. "I think it is worth it."

"Stop freaking her out!" a voice called. It sounded an awful lot like Fredrik. I was turned away from Jasper to look at the face I loved.

"Fr…" I couldn't finish, I was too shaken. I tried to form the name again, I tried to remember how to talk.

Fredrik pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around me. He kept whispering "it's okay, it's okay" and stroking my back. I tried to answer him but I had lost my voice. He turned me slightly and picked me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and found comfort in his big, cold arms.

He carried me outside, to where Jasper couldn't affect me so much, and sat me on the picnic table. He held my face in his hands and stared into my eyes.

"Are you okay?" he asked cautiously, like he was afraid I would break. I forced a nod.

"I could always be better," I hinted. He grinned and in one swift movement had my arms above my head and pinned to the table. He hovered above me, balancing on his fingertips so he wasn't forcing his weight on me and I couldn't escape.

Not like I would want to escape any time soon.

"You had me scared," he whispered against my neck. He continued to kiss a line from my collarbone to behind my ear.

"I was… afraid… that… you know, it's kind of hard to talk right now." Especially when my heart was about to overload. Fredrik set his ear against where my heart was and smiled.

"I'm going to miss that."

"I won't."

He looked up at me confusedly. "Why not? Your heart is amazing." He set his ear on my chest again. "It pumps your blood to every point of your body." He freed one of my hands from the table and started kissing a line from my heart down my arm, following the vein. When he got to my fingertips I poked him on his mouth and he smiled.

"I won't miss my blood either," I told him. "It's too much for you to deal with."

"I can just get over it, you don't have to do this for me."

"All I know is that if I was on a diet, I wouldn't want to be making out with a piece of cake," I muttered.

"You mean much more to me than a piece of cake," he laughed. "More like the whole thing."

I gasped. "Are you calling me fat?!?!" I stared at him with wide eyes; if I held my face well enough he'd freak out.

I held my face well enough.

"No! You're not fat! There's no way you'd be called fat! I mean, look at you!" He pulled back a little to examine my body. He examined for longer than necessary. I was glad that Edward wasn't here to see what Fredrik was imagining. Suddenly Fredrik remembered what he was saying. "You're perfect."

"I could be perfected…"

"'You can't keep perfecting perfection,'" he quoted.

I pouted. "You can't use my words for you to describe me. There's no competition."

"Wow, I didn't think I was that bad," he smirked. "No competition? That's harsh!"

He smiled down at me as I groaned. I couldn't come up with anything so I resorted to pouting again. He took a playful nibble at my lower lip before he laid his lips on mine. His cool breath on my mouth made me shiver but I ignored it, giving him everything I had. My tongue danced in perfect harmony with his as he held me to the picnic table.

The bell rang and the other students started to leave the cafeteria. Fredrik started to get off but I held him in place.

"This is my last day at this school and I'm not going to waste it by learning," I told him. He grinned and dove back in. The students now stopped and stared. That didn't bother me as much as their voices did. I broke away slightly to see if I could make all of these people go away. Near the door I found Edward.

Get everybody out of here. I thought to him. He just smirked.

Is that supposed to be a no? He nodded.

Fine, just know that I'm living it up today and I don't have shame. I told Fredrik what I was planning and he eagerly rolled us over with his back on the table without breaking our kiss. He sat up and I was now straddling him.

Your last chance to get everybody out.

I could feel the stares of the entire student population. I was actually pretty surprised that nobody had called a teacher yet. I bet they wanted to see how far we would go. When Edward didn't move I started to unbutton my shirt. Fredrik eyed me curiously before eagerly throwing off the pink shirt I had given him.

I made it to the third button before I was pulled off of him. I groaned as three of my parents (Mom, Alice, and Rosalie) dragged me to the school building. Somebody rebuttoned my shirt, much to the disappointment of the male population. The girls didn't seem to care; they were still staring at Fredrik.

"What were you thinking?" Alice asked as we got into the girls' bathroom. I shrugged.

"Well, first I was thinking that I didn't want the kiss to end. Then I didn't want to hear people in the background so I told Edward to shoo them off for me. When he didn't do anything then I thought that I'd give them a little show," I laughed. "That's one human memory I won't be forgetting…"

The three of them shook with rage. If I wasn't human they would've smacked me or something, but if they did it now I'd probably die. I smiled at my humanity.

"Don't think this is over young lady," Rosalie scolded. "As soon as you're done changing we're going to get you."

"By then I'll be able to actually outrun you," I smirked. "That will be interesting; I wonder what else I could get away with…"

Mom grabbed me and pulled me into a backwards hug. She reached up to put her chin on my head.

"What happened to my daughter? The one that cared for her mother and the people around her?" she asked.

"She got kidnapped and raised by a group of people who didn't need care," I shrugged. "She was considered 'useless' so she had to entertain herself somehow. That's when she decided that she wanted to be a teenager and rebel." I smiled at the thought. Rebelling against six different vampire parents at the same time? It sounded thrilling.

The bell rang and we headed out of the door. We had to make our way through the crowd of boys who were severely disappointed. I smiled and tried to find my boyfriend.

It wasn't too hard to find him; I just had to follow the crowd of girls. I laughed when I got to the front of the crowd and saw my still shirtless boyfriend who walked next to Jasper and Edward with Emmett holding his arms behind him. I skipped in front of them and stopped.

"Hello stranger," I greeted him.

"How do you do?" he asked, lowering his head for a slight bow. He would've normally pretended to take off a hat but his arms were still bound.

"Where did my shirt go?"

"Apparently a girl caught it and is refusing to give it back," he grinned. "I don't want them to suspect anything so may I please borrow that shirt of yours?" Emmett forced Fredrik's arms even closer together, breaking something in the process.

"I would rather see you shirtless than me shirtless."

Edward threw a quick glance at Emmett who pushed Fredrik's arms together a little more.

"He disagrees," Edward told me. Fredrik grinned madly at me and I couldn't help laughing back. Emmett started doing this to Fredrik around eighth grade when he first started having thoughts about me. He's been through Emmett's torture so many times it doesn't bother him as much anymore. I used to try to force Emmett off but soon realized that it was a lost cause. I don't think Fredrik's bones even bother to grow back anymore; they know what's going to happen if they do.

I walked with them to class backwards so I could face Fredrik. They had to tell me when to turn and had to catch me twice but at least I could talk to Fredrik.

"I think this might be a record; I've broken my shoulder six times today," he laughed.

"You stupid masochist," I smiled. "I love you so much."

"I love you so much too." Edward glanced at Emmett again who snapped Fredrik's shoulder again. "Seven."

"You can always just stop thinking about it," I reasoned.

"Easier said than done. I can't just not think about you when you're always on my mind."

Edward laughed. "That's an understatement…"

I turned to him. "You can always just stay out of his mind."

"But it's like he's screaming at me, it's kind of hard to ignore." Edward turned to Fredrik and glared at him. Fredrik smiled back.

We got to our classroom where Emmett let go of Fredrik and walked off with Jasper. That's when I realized that all of the girls from before were still following us.

"Tell your little fan club to get to class," I muttered. These girls were practically throwing themselves onto Fredrik and it sickened me.

"Jealously?" Fredrik asked, gleaming. "This is a first from you, normally I'm the one that gets it…"

"Just tell your little roadies to leave." I didn't like that the whole female population of the school was in this hallway, drooling over my boyfriend. He turned around to face the crowd who, in turn, gasped. Like they haven't seen a shirtless man before? I kept grumbling as I moved closer to Fredrik; to mark my territory. Edward laughed.

"Hello ladies," Fredrik began. The crowd stopped talking to hear him speak. "I am pleased to announce that I am taken by this amazing person right here." He brought me in front of him and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his hard, cold chest against my back and it made me smile. "I love this girl so much that all of you together could not even come close." I blushed as the crowd got angry. I realized that I came between the crowd and Fredrik's perfectly sculpted chest.

"I love her so much that I am prepared to spend the rest of eternity with her. That being said, I figure that this time is as good as any to ask…" He rolled me off of him and to the side, taking my hand in his and turning me to face him. He smiled before he got down on one knee and looked up. "Alice Swan; I have loved you since I've met you." He paused to think then smiled, "Well, since about an hour after I met you. Since then I haven't thought about anything other than you, with the slight exception of thinking of me with you. I give you my soul, in the shape of this engagement ring." He brought out a box and flipped it open. I stared at him wide-eyed.

"Alice Swan will you let me marry you?" I smiled; leave it to Fredrik to do something like this.

"Marriage?" I asked in a fake mocking tone. "I don't know, that seems like a big commitment…" It's not like I was going to give every ounce of my humanity to him tonight. "On the other hand, that is a very nice ring…" It was. It was white gold with two hearts that were the same color as Fredrik's eyes, and soon, mine. The hearts were entwined around a row of diamonds. It was simple, but elegant. I didn't want to think about how much it had cost.

He laughed as he slid the ring on my third finger. He got up and kissed me passionately as the crowd of girls 'aww'ed in the background.

Our teacher came out of the door right then and told us to get inside. Fredrik broke away to tell him, "Sorry Sir, but we're going to go get married." I laughed lightly as he picked me up and carried me through the hallway, past the gasping girls, away from a stunned teacher and a surprised Edward.

wow
that was alot of writing...

well i have decided that since i keep thinking of one-shots for this story,
and since i don't want to make another story out of them,
i'm going to post all of my one-shots for this story on my site.
all you have to do is scroll down to the bottom of the page.
i'll tell you when i finish and post one
(til then you should go see Alice's ring)

my trip to Fort Lauderdale was successful;
no hot guys, but i got two Tripp pants and two shirts from Hot Topic,
plus volumes 19 of Hana-Kimi, 14 of FullMetal Alchemist, and 3 of Bizenghast
-yay!-
i found out there was something wrong with me when i past a Limited Too and started to laugh.
poor, poor, Alice...

-theenvylover