This might seem corny but i didnt know what else to do.

-Alices Point-o-veiw

Alice

"I don't like it. It's to…..plain. I need something with lace and ribbon and flowers."

I handed the dress back to the manager. He looked at me like I was a mad woman; but the thing is, I'm not. I just know fashion. I don't want to arrive at my new family's house dressed really simple. I needed something that would stand out; I need to wear my best out fit. The man looked down the boring pink slim dress. He was about in his70s; receding grey hair, pale green eyes, wrinkles that never seem to end. I felt bad for him. His fashion sense is stuck way back in the days he thought youth would look nifty wearing something boring. People would soon start to realize this and stop coming into his shop. I didn't want that for him. He was way too nice and wise. He didn't have any plans to get me to marry him; he only wanted me to buy something. He sighed and was about to take the dress back to the rack but I stopped him. I tenderly took it from his hands and put it up to my neck, looking in the mirror. It didn't look all that bad; I could add my own design to it if I wanted. The old man did need a sell….

"Alright, I'll take it. It doesn't look that bad any way. I guess I was just complaining." I smiled handing him the dress to take it over to the cash register. He walked slowly, passing all of the other mirrors and racks full of old fashions. Besides me, there was only three other people in the store; a young woman looking at the ball gowns, a teenager trying to fit into a black laced skirt, and a man with the young woman. I guess people started to find out about his lack of fashion knowledge. Well then I'll be his first loyal customer. I stopped at the counter and waited for him to calculate the final price. He wrote down every small detail with vary small writing. I swatted my hair out of my face and decided to start up small talk.

"So, uh…Mr…."

"Boras." He didn't look up. His voice was worn out and raspy.

"So Mr. Boras, how long have you owned this shop?" I looked around, tough I already knew what it looked like.

He scribbled another number. "Since my father died, 40 years ago."
That seems about right. These clothes look about forty years old. "If you don't mind me asking, how did your father die?"

He paused from writing though didn't look up. But after a second he continued. "Heart attach. He was only 59."

I looked down uncomfortable "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." I looked around again. What to say next? 'Weathers nice' or how about, 'Did you read the paper'? That's too subtle. He would know I was avoiding the subject. Mercifully he broke the silence

"Where's your boyfriend?"

"What…boyfriend? Why do you think I have one?"

He ripped the recite and placed in the box with my dress. "A young beautiful catch like you rarely is alone. Don't you have a man in your life?"

He was totally being curious. He didn't want to know so he can take me away himself; he was just plain curious. I sighed taking out my coin purse. Ever since Jasper and I took different ways I have not been myself lately. Things became foggy and clothing became less appealing. This was the first store I came into since the heart breaking moment. I desperately tried to forget about it, to forget about him. But every time I see a plump woman then his face dances through my mind. My heart throbs with each breath I take. This man, this mysterious evil man, ripped out my heart with only a few words. I never knew I could love so much; then again I don't remember if I ever did love any one. But I sure don't want to again. Way to pain full.

Mr. Boras waited for me to talk. He seemed to really want to hear what I have to say. It won't harm me to let him in on it. Besides it might feel good to express it with someone else

"I thought I did have a boy friend; but turned out he wasn't in love with me."

My throat started to close up the way it does when I fell too much emotional pain. I gave Boras the exact amount of money and grabbed the box. He put his hand on top of mine reassuringly.

"That boy must need to see a doctor. Don't worry sweetie, there will be others. You can't rush love. It just comes to you." He smiled warmly at me.

I smiled back. "Thank you. Do you have a wife?"

He looked down and took his hand away from mine. "Sadly no. Love skipped me when my time was still going. I have no chance now."

"Don't worry, Mr. Boras. I'm sure there's some one for you." I put my coin purse back over my shoulder and put the box between my arm pit. "Thank you again. Have a nice day."

I walked towards the door but stopped when he hollered across the room.

"I didn't catch your name."

I smiled "It's Alice." People looked at me with questioning eyes. I waved good bye to Mr. Boras and walked through the glass doors.

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The dress wasn't all that bad. I tired it on once I arrived in my apartment. It fits perfectly and the color didn't clash with my skin tone; I was mostly worried about that. I liked it so much I went out side and showed it off. The streets of New York were filled with people during the night. Men and woman with best outfits tend to go to fancy dinners and eat a romantic dinner together. It wasn't easy for me to watch happy couples hand in hand blissfully enjoying a moment together. It sent throbs to my heart. I wondered down Wall Street waiting for something interesting to come my way. I was about to cross the street, half aware of all the stares I was getting, when a pale figure bumped into me. I didn't notice but when I think about I did realize the skin was colder then humans. That should've sent alert singles. But I wasn't aware to any of my senses; I probably should've been though. I simply turned to say an apology but the person said it first,

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know there were other vampires that claimed this land. I'll leave."

She was fairly short with brown flowy hair tied up with a pink ribbon. She wore a simple white dress with flower designs stitched towards the bottom. She looked like an innocent school girl, but that's probably the trick to luring you in. Her eyes were the most shocking feature. Even though she had on tented glasses I could still see the redness in them. I should've just walked away then but I didn't find anything wrong with her then. She seemed normal and understanding.

I smiled. "I haven't claimed these lands. I'm just passing through. It's up for the taking, if you're interested. I don't think any other coven claimed it yet."

She parted her lips in what I thought looked like a force smile. "That's fine. I'm just passing trough here too. Actually I'm looking for some one. He's my soul mate but I think he was scared to admit it. He ran off and I think he came through here."

Her eyes darted around, anxious of all the people. New York is a confusing place; all the different sights and scents. You could easily get overwhelmed. I didn't want this girl to become confused and lose her way so I pulled her over to a forgotten street. She seemed more relaxed but still on her guard. I thought she looked lost and helpless. I pitied her.

"What does your soul mate look like?" I asked stopping her frantic eye search

"Well he's pretty tall with blondish hair. He also has quite a few battle scars all over his face and hands."

My face dropped. That's when it hit me. This was no ordinary vampire I walked into; this was Jaspers ex- leader. The woman who he claimed he loved; Maria. But wait, I couldn't jump to some ridiculous decision; maybe this isn't the same girl. Maybe she was looking for a different guy. A lot of people have that description; right?

"Um….what is his name exactly?" I hoped with all my heart that she didn't say Jasper.

"Jasper. Oh I'm sorry; I forgot to give you my name. I'm Maria."

A growl formed in the back of my throat that I wasn't expecting. Suddenly I wanted to make her disappear; I wanted her fall into some dark black hole. I came to a realization that I wanted her gone so Jasper could love me, and only me. Hatred and anger engulfed me, making everything tainted with red. I knew how I can make Maria vanish…. With a snarl I circled her and lunged.