"Dare," She responded, scowling that she wasn't able to go first.

Chapter 3: At Rose's Mercy

I thought for a moment, going through my options. I could give her a really horrible dare, which might be worth it, and then get sent to hell on earth. My other option was to go easy on her and gain a useful ally. I smirked, like Alice would ally anyone in truth or dare. I decided to go with my first and more fun choice.

"Okay, Ali!" I said playfully, grinning from ear to ear. Her confident face turned to a look of shock and pure hatred before my eyes in just a matter of three seconds.

"How could you!?" She spat at me.

"Because you've done far worse things in the past to me and revenge is sweet." I smirked at her while a shook with silent giggles. This would be very entertaining.

"But Bel-la!" She whined, "That is so much more embarrassing than anything I've ever done to you."

I grimaced, remembering the time she told a really pervy guy in my school that I was in the shower and I was lonely. I had to chase him out of there wielding a bottle of shampoo and a razor. Lucky for me, I was just getting out of the shower and already had a towel on. "No it isn't" I stated as my little flashback ended.

"Fine" She grumbled as she walked towards the nearest costume store.

Rosalie looked confused and asked what I was up to. I simply laughed and assured her that the waiting would be worth while. After that she just shrugged and pulled a compact out from her bag.

Rose and I stared at the costume store entrance for a while. We saw a few people dressed in costumes walk out and other people with only shopping bags or towing frowning or crying little kids. We even saw a small pissed-off looking girl in a short dress and a tiara. Moral of this dare: If you aren't interested in seeing a lot of freaky people, don't hang out near costume stores.

It was only when the pissed-off looking girl started walking towards us that I realized it was Alice. I burst out into a fit of laughter while Rose looked at me curiously. I hunched over and pointed to Alice who had turned beet red at my behavior. When Rose realized what I was pointing at, she collapsed to the ground in a round of hysterical laughter.

"Shut up." Alice snarled at us. I had gotten better and was now only giggling quietly. Rose, on the other hand, was pounding the floor laughing with tears running down her cheeks. "It's not that funny!" Alice protested.

Rosalie shook her head and attempted to point but instead she pointed halfway and then had to clutch her side to keep her from falling to her knees again. I looked in the general direction she was pointing, and there, right next to the elevator, were three unbelievably hot guys, all snickering and laughing at our little antics. I failed to see what was so unbelievably funny about the threesome of gorgeous guys. That's when I noticed him. I wondered if Alice had seen this.

Alice gasped, confirming my suspicions. I was now in a similar position to Rose, who was crouched on the floor, clutching her stomach she was laughing so hard. There, walking towards us was a man in a short green garment, wearing what seemed to be a 'robin hood hat' walking towards us. When he arrived at our group, I tried to muffle my laughter by putting my hand over my mouth.

"Hello, my fair ladies!" He called out as if we were yards away when we were only feet away. "What might young maidens like yourselves be doing in this dangerous area?"

"Shopping," I answered, raising my eyebrows at this guy, while Rosalie, not caring about being obnoxious to this strange, unstable man, continued laughing loudly. The man didn't seem to notice the laughter was at him.

"Say," he asked frowning slightly at Rosalie, "Per chance is there something wrong with your attractive friend there?" He winked at Rose.

That shut her up. She coughed slightly, "No, I'm fine, I was just laughing at your ridiculous costume, but when you hit on me it creeped me out enough to shut me up." She smiled fake-sweetly and stood up from the ground. That was the thing about Rose. She was a great person, very fun to be around. She was a little bit vain, but her expertise in makeovers made her great for sleepovers, not that a lot of twenty-one year olds had sleepovers. She was also very proud. If a guy hit on her who she didn't find 'worthy' she got very angry, this completely explains why she was just so rude to the poor man. Hey, he deserved it though; if he wanted to get a girlfriend he should at least try to wear somewhat normal clothes.

The man looked taken aback, he smiled tentatively and started to talk, "I am terribly sorry young maiden but-"

Rosalie cut him off, "No, I'm not finished," She looked him straight in the eye and continued, "I want you to leave and to not look at me or my friends ever again." She ended with a little sniff and put her chin in the air. Wow. Rose sure could be a drama-queen. But that was one of her many qualities that sometimes could be a pain in the butt or save our butts. In this case it would be the latter. This guy was giving me the creeps.

The man walked away and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the three men laughing again. I wonder why they were watching us…

Alice interrupted my pondering, "Truth or dare, Rosalie?" I was struck dumb. Rosalie? Wasn't I the one who had given her that insane dare? Why Rosalie?

Apparently I had asked this aloud because Alice answered me, "Because she seemed so highly amused by my little dare," I laughed and Rose glared at me with her so called 'death glare'. "Also, I always get you with my dares so I thought I'd give Rosalie a turn!" She continued smiling a bright smile.

"Wait, how do you know I'm going to choose dare?" Rosalie asked curiously.

Alice looked offended, "Well, first off Rosie, I can see the future." Rosalie nodded, probably feeling stupid she asked the question. I didn't blame her, the same had happened to me too many times before. "Second, you never choose truth, Rose" She stated matter-of-factly.

Rosalie smiled sheepishly, "You guys know me too well."

"So I guess the answer is dare?" I smirked, knowing Rose was in for a hard time.

"Apparently," She replied coldly, I think she thought it was my fault for her being the victim. I just smiled innocently.

Alice pondered for a moment, trying to come up with the perfect dare for Rose, it seemed. "Oh! I got it!" Alice exclaimed, "Okay, Rosie Posies has to dye her hair pink and have a random mall guy do her makeup."

Rosalie sniffed, "I guess I can work pink," I rolled my eyes, typical Rosalie, "And as for the makeup, I'll find a makeup artist." She smiled at her dare.

Alice shook her head, "No, Rosalie," She brought back the evil little smile, which combined with her new costume made her look very comical. "You have to let a guy that Bella and I picks out do your makeup."

Rosalie had a look of shock and rage contorting on her face. She growled and put her hands down in defeat. She shot death glares at Alice. I glared at Alice, as well. Why oh why did she have to do this to me? Subject me to an angry Rosalie, who would be the one to dare me next. Alice smiled tentatively and pointed to a guy near a concession stand. "Him" Was all she said.

Obviously, the guy agreed. Rosalie died her hair pink while I fought back giggles. If I let one slip I knew it would make it that much harder when Rose would dare me next. When the hair was done, the random guy took over. He surprisingly did an okay job, choosing colors that sort of matched and doing a so-so job on her mascara and eyeliner, smudging only once. Rosalie looked in a mirror and almost screamed. It took all of my will power not to burst out laughing when she went up to the guy and slapped him right across the face. The guy ran away and I was just about to burst out laughing when Rose turned to me.

"Truth or dare, Isabella?" She asked through gritted teeth. Oh dear God, help me please!! I pleaded in my mind. Rosalie had called me Isabella; I spat the name in my mind. She only called me that when she was mad. Correction, she only called me that when she was very mad. I cringed and prepared for the worst.

"Dare," I chose in a tiny voice. No matter how scary Rosalie was, I wouldn't be the first to chicken out.

"Hmmm…" She thought, "I dare you to dress in every outfit Alice and I choose for a year… without complaints" Alice grinned, seeming pleased with Rosalie's dare.

I gasped, how could she do this? This was cruel, just plain cruel. I shrugged my shoulders, signaling for them to do their worst. Why bother fighting? I knew they'd just get me in the end. They squealed with delight and dragged me into a bathroom. They forced me into the low jeans Alice had bought for me, a brown halter, not unlike the black one I had previously been wearing and a pair of dangerous looking high heels. I groaned mentally, I was going to get them back one way or another.

As we made our way to the exit, having experienced enough torture at each other's hands, I tripped. We were on the escalator and I had decided to take a step forward to allow the small child behind me more room. My heel caught the crack and I stumbled down the rest of the way. I was just about to hit the floor at the end when a pair of strong arms caught me. I looked up to find myself lost in a pair of emerald green intelligent eyes.