Symba, gone Alice's point of view
Dana, Sam and I stumbled through the forest, trying to find our way back to the supposed place where "Bella's" truck would be on words alone. It wasn't going very well. I looked around as we staggered along… it was just as I had imagined the forest to be... just as I had imagined twilight to be. So lush and smooth. A place where you could really believe in fairy tales.
"It's so beautiful!" I murmured, caught up in the magic of the forest.
"You're beautiful." A voice murmured as two ice hand snaked around my waist. What the… I spun around only to come face to face with Jasper. He looked startled. I'm pretty sure his face mirrored mine.
"I…um…well…sorry." I stammered sheepishly, looking at the ground. I felt his quizzical gaze on my facade. Boy this was going to be hard. I was going to have to pretend to be Alice. I ran through my head what twilight said about her… hmmm. I leaned forward and pecked Jasper lightly on his granite cheek.
"Sorry, sweetie. I was just caught up in this vision I had." I saw 'Rosalie' and 'Bella' exchange glances. Jasper raised his eyebrows. Crap. I didn't think I was actually going to have to make one. Crap.
"Uhhh…I'll tell you latter.' I mumbled, looking away from his gorgeous golden eyes.
'Oh…" he said his voice full of understanding. I looked up just in time to catch a wink he had thrown my way. Oh come on…I'm thirteen for god sakes! I saw Rosalie and Bella snicker. Edward and Emmett suddenly appeared before us, snatching their respective women to their sides. It was my turn to snicker. Bella looked as though she was about to faint and Dana looked on the verge of having a fit of excitement. Jasper waved to them, keeping his other hand around my waist, pulling me away form the group. I tried to concentrate on not hypervenalating.
Alice gone Symba point of view
Ewwwww. If these are the choices for east Windsor guys, send me back. I wondered for a quick second if one of these acne ridden teenagers would be considered my boyfriend, but quickly dismissed the idea. Symba couldn't be that stupid; I mean, she loved shopping. Then I suddenly felt guilty for thinking such thoughts. I was married for god's sakes… but surely that didn't mean I couldn't mess around with one of these human boys… well not one of the ones in front of me. I mean, no one was that desperate. But Symba would almost definitely be kissing my husband, so why not have some fun with what this little town had to offer…
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