Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. puts on plastic fangs and cries
I know this isn't very good. But, the idea played across my mind a few nights ago.
We parked in the back, the lot was near empty. The Volvo had nearly come to halt when a blur of white skin and an dark mahogany blouse had found her way to the side passenger door and gripped my Bella by the wrist-I suppose I wouldn't be helping her out today.
"Alice…" I cooed. "You need to remember to control yourself. What would Carlisle say when we dragged in our Bella-as flimsy as a rag doll?"
She threw me a glace that was beyond insulted. Bella just looked from my Sister to me, and a grin played across her beautiful face.
Why was she in such high spirits? What was I missing? Regrettably-I figured it couldn't have been something that I had done. Damn.
Bella's Point of View.
I just loved Alice so much sometimes. We held hands-or she held my hand-as she dragged me across the busy sea of Saturday-shoppers, her consistent stride never ceased, like she was following a clearly marked map laying out on the desk in her mind-perfectly focused.
A goofy smile still was plastered onto my features-frozen-while I contemplated what was about to happen. I didn't know if this was a good idea-and I am pretty self conservative-but who would be against Alice? Edward had already been shooed away with our cover story-I was hungry-and he needed to head off to the food court. I could tell how much it pained him to be left out of the scheme of things, but he stalked off anyhow.
The pixies small feet came to a halt-so suddenly I had to collect my thoughts before realizing where we were-and I looked up from beneath my lashes to read Bellefleur Lingerie Boutique. This all of a sudden didn't seem like a very good idea…and the butterflies in my stomach took on sudden cat-like characteristics, clawing their way out. I was sure that Alice could feel my blood pumping harder than only moments before.
"Oh come on, Bella. This is going to be so much fun. Trust me." A comforting smile formed on my almost-sister's perfectly angular face.
Why was I so nervous? Alice was right, this is going to be a blast. Besides, I couldn't wait to see the…
At that exact moment Alice's cell phone started to sound. With vampire speed she flipped open the small silver device. "Hello…Emmett. Oh! Good. Do you see him right now? Okay! Perfect. Make sure he doesn't go anywhere." Thank goodness, Emmett was in place. If it weren't for this little reason-my favorite part of the plan-I wouldn't have any incentive to expose myself like this. Well, it was now or never. Or maybe next week? No! Bella, just walk in there, and go with the flow. The point was to do this before the Wedding. Alice gave me one more reassuring smile and we took one step forward. It was Go-time.
Not one moment after their feet crossed the line, stepping onto the ugly grey-cream carpet, Alice dropped her hand from Bella's and ran to the closest rack-her mind following the invisible map again. Within seconds she found exactly what she was looking for, and then some. Nobody could shop like Alice. If there was one rule in the family it was that Alice did all of the shopping-and don't let Emmett wander alone in the toy section.
I had let my mind wander again, and I was almost surprised when Alice pushed a lacy blue Corset into my hands. From there came the black stockings, matching dark blue panties with ruffled lace and ribbon ties, and the…what was that thing? "uhm. Alice, you can take this back." She shot me a disapproving glance. "okay…"
"So, is this all?" I could barely recognize the excited tone in my voice. Was Bella Swan really ready to strip down for her sister-just to get to Edward's head? I couldn't help but laugh.
Alice's Pixie hands kept shoving new-very thin and see-through, I might add-pieces of fabric and padding into my hands. A melon colored baby-doll gown with eyelet lace trim…A crimson Cami-set…something with black polka dots and lace…purple satin. Wow, there couldn't have been this much changing involved. Edward would surely catch on by then.
Then I felt a cold hand grasp my wrist once again, I was being dragged in the direction of the dressing room…
There! Another cliff hanger. evil laughter
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