Author's Note - All my exams are finally over and done with so hopefully I'll get plenty of time to work on my story. I think I'm going to start putting myself on a schedule. If I get lots of review, the next chapter will be out a lot sooner than the last few have been...hopefully.

Chapter 8

BPOV

Edward and Jacob looked at me in disbelief. I knew the last thing they wanted to do was interact in any way with one another, unless of course they were ripping out each other's throats, but I decided to take a shot in the dark (buh dum chh!!) Alice, however, did the unexpected and smiled at me.

Oops, I thought. What had I gotten myself into?

"I have a few ideas," said Alice. "Considering this is a 'sleepover,' maybe we should play some sleepover games."

It was Alice's turn to be stared at in disbelief, and this time, I joined Edward and Jacob as the looked apprehensively at her.

"What kind of games exactly?" I asked, not entirely sure if I wanted to know the answer.

"Truth or dare?" Alice suggested excitedly.

"NO!" Edward and I screamed in unison.

I clapped my hand over my mouth and listened carefully for any sign that Charlie had woken up. The house remained silent after several seconds, so I relaxed.

"Wimps," taunted Jacob, "Afraid to play a harmless game of truth or dare. Back in La Push I'm known as Mr. Dare."

"Well, Mr. Dare, I'm afraid you won't be able to put you're impressive truth or dare skills to good use tonight," said Edward.

"Why not?" Alice asked disappointedly.

"Because we aren't playing," Edward said plainly.

Alice immediately plastered a pouty expression on her face, and looked as if she was going to complain.

Before she opened begin, I quickly said, "Personally, Alice, I would love to play a rousing game of truth or dare, but I don't think the guys want to play."

"I d—" Jacob began, but I quickly elbowed him in the ribs to shut him up.

"It's really no fun with just two people right?" I asked her.

"I guess not," Alice answered quietly as she looked down at the floor dejectedly.

However, after all of one second, Alice looked up with a large smile on her face, and I swear I heard the click in her brain as another idea popped into her head. I suppose even their minds work at vampire speed.

" Alice…" Edward warned her. Apparently, he already knew what "fun" surprise Alice had in store for us.

Alice ignored him and squealed, "Fashion show!"

There was complete silence in the room as Jacob and I registered what Alice had said.

"Excuse me?" I asked, horrified.

"Fashion show!" Alice repeated excitedly.

"You've got to be kidding me," Jacob chucked.

"Of course not," said Alice. "It's the perfect combination of all the fun things that make up a great sleepover. Makeovers, dress-up, mani-pedis…"

"Do I look like I need a mani-pedi?" Jacob asked.

"Well…" Alice pondered, looking over Jacob's hands and feet.

"Absolutely not, Alice," said Edward.

"Please!" Alice begged. "It would be so much fun! You boys wouldn't have to play. You could just watch. Bella and I could be the models."

"Which Bella are you referring to?" I asked in shock. "The Bella we all know and love sitting in front of you, or the one whose body has obviously been taken over by the spirit of someone who actually enjoys this kind of insane activity?" I took a deep breath as I finished speaking.

I really need to work on controlling my little outbursts, I thought.

"Is that a trick question?" asked Alice.

" Alice!"

"Please, Bella!" she pleaded, getting on her knees.

"Have some dignity, Alice," I said.

"Oh, Bella, don't you love me?" she asked.

"Of course I love y—"

"Then why won't you do this one little thing for me? I've never asked much of you. Maybe a shopping spree here and there, but nothing that did any damage."

I beg to differ, I thought, remembering a particularly painful shopping spree the week before, where Alice had forced me in to Victoria's Secret and wouldn't let me come out until I had tried on at least three different articles of "clothing."

"I've never had a real sleepover before," whimpered Alice. "Who knows when I'll get a chance like this again?"

"The next time you decide kidnap me and hold me against my will," I mumbled.

"I thought that was fun," Alice said to herself.

"Once again, Alice, no one wants to play. You're great at thinking of things to do. Why don't you come up with something else?"

"Because I want to do this!" she wailed.

"I actually wouldn't mind watching," Jacob said. "As long as I don't have to put on a dress and strut my stuff on the runway, I'm fine with whatever we do."

Edward turned and glared hard at Jacob. I didn't need to read minds to know that what Jacob was really saying was, "I wouldn't mind watching Bella parade around in a skimpy dress and deadly heels."

"See, Bella. You're the only one being a party pooper," said Alice.

"I don't want t do this either," said Edward, coming to my defense.

"Edward!" Alice whined, her high-pitched voice getting dangerously loud.

"Shh!" I hissed.

"Edward," Alice repeated quietly, crawling forward on her knees, "you know you've always been my favorite brother. Can you please convince Bella to play with me?"

"I will not ask Bella to do anything she doesn't want to do," he said.

Thank goodness my boyfriend's a gentleman, I thought.

Alice, however, wasn't about to give in that easily. She turned quietly and stared at me with the biggest, saddest puppy-dog eyes I had ever seen.

"Please?" she asked simply.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with a surge of guilt as I looked at Alice's pitiful face. I quickly scanned the room for any sign that Jasper had decided to make an appearance at this party.

Well, I thought, it is her first real slumber party.

I took a deep breath. "Fine," I sighed.

All traces of sadness were promptly eliminated from Alice's face as she abruptly jumped into the air and let out a squeal of delight.

" Alice, be quiet!" I whispered.

She ignored my and shrieked, "I'll be right back!"

With that, Alice ran swiftly towards stairs.

"What?" I asked to no one, as Alice was already long gone.

After a few seconds I said, "Wait…She's going to wake up Charlie!"

"Bella," said Jacob, "a meteor could come crashing through the roof right now, fall on Charlie's bed, and he would still go on sleeping like a baby, baby."

"How cute," Edward smirked. "He's trying to be funny."

"I don't have to try leech," Jacob retorted. "Unlike you, it's one of the many things that come naturally me."

"Excuse me!" Alice chirped from the bottom of the stairs.

Her voice startled me and I nearly fell off the couch in surprise.

"Models in the kitchen, please," she ordered, and marched off towards the dark kitchen.

"By models I suppose she means me," I grumbled. This was not going to be fun.

"Mind if I borrow this?" I asked.

I grabbed the flashlight off without waiting for an answer and headed for the kitchen.

"Play nice you two," I called over my shoulder to Edward and Jacob.

They were opposite sides of the room and looked like they had no intention of speaking to each other, so I relaxed and walked into the kitchen. Honestly, I was hoping that they would break out into a full on fistfight. I know it was a horrible thought, but I would do almost anything to put the fashion show on hold.

"Quickly, quickly!" Alice ushered me impatiently into the kitchen.

"Don't push it," I said.

I shone the flashlight over the kitchen table and groaned audibly. Alice had spread out a wide variety of beauty products and clothing that I had never seen in my life.

" Alice, where did all this come from?" I asked, confused. I knew she was fast, but I think it might have taken just a little longer for her to run to the mall and back.

"Your room," she answered distractedly. She was shuffling through some scary looking devices as if wondering which one to use on me first. "I bought them for you a while ago, but I hid them. I knew if you had found all off this stuff, you would have donated them to charity or something, so I decided to wait until you were in a good mood before revealing all these things to you."

"So I'm in a good mood, am I?" I asked hysterically.

"Definitely not," she replied, "but now's as good a time as any to put this stuff to good use. I didn't feel like running all the way home to get my own supplies. Bella, what colors do you like best on your skin? I already have something in mind, but I wanted to have your input."

Before I opened my mouth, Alice seized a chair from underneath the table and said, "Never mind. Just sit down and we'll get started."

I sat down on the chair slowly and reluctantly and held my breath as Alice began.

"Relax, Bella," Alice said. "This is going to be fun."

"I'm having fun already," I said sarcastically.

I pointed the flashlight upwards to give Alice more light.

"Oh, you can turn that off," she said. "No need to waste the batteries."

"I'd really feel more comfortable if you did this with some light," I said.

"Are you doubting my skills, Bella?" Alice asked.

"No, Alice," I sighed. I turned the flashlight off, leaving us in almost complete darkness.

Alice started applying foundation to my face and said, "You have gorgeous skin, Bella. I don't even have to put on that much cover-up."

"Lucky me."

"Come on, Bella, this is fun," said Alice.

"By what definition of fun?" I inquired.

"By every girl's definition of fun," Alice responded. She reached over to the table and picked up one of the frightening looking tools.

"Whoa!" I exclaimed. "What is that thing?"

"Calm down, Bella. It's just an eyelash curler."

I gripped the bottom of my chair as Alice worked on my eyelashes, and then moved on to apply eyeliner, eye shadow, and mascara.

"Is all this really necessary?" I asked. "It's dark out there."

"Well, the two people that will be watching the show have superior eyesight, so I don't think the darkness will be a problem," she answered. "Besides, it's important for you to feel beautiful even if no one can see you."

She grabbed a hot curling iron from the table and began putting large, bouncy curls in my hair. I had thought that my hair was impossible to curl, but Alice proved me wrong. Maybe it's just impossible when I try. After she was done with my hair, she made the final touches on my face by adding lip-gloss and a little but of blush.

"We don't need too much of that on you," Alice said. "You have your own natural blush."

As if my body was trying to prove Alice's point, I began to feel my cheeks get hot.

"Oh, Bella, you look beautiful!" Alice cried as she held a mirror up to my face.

I couldn't see much, but from what I did see, I concluded that I didn't look half-bad.

"Alright," said Alice, "you have to change into your first outfit."

"Don't you think we should have done this before doing my hair and makeup?" I asked while attempting to slip off my pajamas without ruining Alice's hard work.

"Well, you have several outfits to put on during the course of the show, so it wouldn't have made a difference. Besides, this first dress you can slip over your feet."

She threw a silky dress at me, which I assumed was blue, and a pair of strappy silver heels.

"Where did you manage to hide all this without me finding it?" I asked.

"Well if I told you, I wouldn't be able to hide anything there anymore, now would I?" she replied smiling mischievously.

I slipped on the dress and shoes without asking any more questions. I knew I wasn't going to get answers. The dress felt like it fit me perfectly, but I still would have liked to look at a full-length mirror for an hour or two, before I could feel comfortable enough to walk into the living room.

"Is the runway cleared?" Alice called into the living room.

I heard shuffling and walking about, and then Edward called back, "Ready!"

"Come on, Bella," Alice squeaked, as se pushed me out of the kitchen. "You look absolutely fabulous!"

"Wait a minute, Alice," I said, turning around. "What are you going to wear?"

"Umm…" she said uncomfortably. "I was thinking…you'll be fine walking down the runway by yourself…and I think I'll do a much better job doing the commentary."

"Commentary?"

"Well…it's like this," she explained. "As you're walking, I'll be commenting on the different styles of clothing you're wearing."

" Alice!" I yelled. "I'm not doing this by myself! I didn't even want to do it when I thought you were doing it with me!"

"Don't worry, Bella," she said. "You'll do great."

She pushed me out the doorway as she finished speaking, and I bean slowly making my way towards the makeshift catwalk.

"Oh…and Bella?" said Alice.

I turned around to see what she wanted.

"What is it Alice?" I asked.

"Be fierce!"

I apologize to those people who wanted to see a truth or dare scene. I just feel that truth or dare is so played out and overdone by every fanfic author and their mothers. I'm a bit of an America's Next To Model freak so I wanted to incorporate my passion into my story. Will you guys let me know if I'm going overboard with the characters? I'm trying hard to keep everyone in character.