AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys!! Thank you all for voting; I deeply appreciate it and hope you all got your thank you PM's! This idea came to me from a loyal reader and voter with a unique imagination, Not-Me!! (). I am imagining this chapter very short, as to the next one should be longer. I am thinking of combining the prom and results, or maybe leaving a cliffy. Well, I am certainly not going to ask you guys because you'll just always vote against a cliffy. In this story, you guys are the student body. Send me a PM with a human name (emphasis on the HUMAN) and I will include you in one of the final chapters in the story. Maybe, depending on my results, let's say, hmm…. 25 reviews, and I will MAYBE post a sequel. Like "Emmett Runs For Class President" or some ideas that maybe you guys will send me? I surely hope that someone sends me a name and maybe even how he or she wants to be incorporated (I will give you credit in the author's note) because I am pretty much fresh out of ideas. Sorry for the long A/N.

DISCLAIMER: Well, I am going to stop blabbing on about how Twilight isn't mine, in any way, shape, or form and get on with my life.

Chapter 6: A Mischievous Grin

ROSALIE'S POV

I walked slowly out of the auditorium as a five-foot blur of black hair appeared out of thin air in front of me. If I wasn't a vampire-no, no, scratch that- if I was Bella, I would have tripped. I just stared at her.

And then I really looked at her. Her hair was still perfect, her teeth still straight and white, not a wrinkle was to be found on her clothes. A mysterious glint shone in her eyes and a goofy grin was plastered across her face.

"Alice?" I said cautiously, "What did you do?"

"Nothing, Rosalie," she replied innocently, "Just nothing."

"Oh, really?" I asked.

"Okay, fine!" she screamed at me, "Ienteredmikenewtoninthepromqueencamp-aignandsentalloftherequirementsanonymouslytotheoffice."

Man, I hate it when she goes all speed talky on me!

"Seriously? That's like the best prank ever."

"I know."

[Insert random girl talk nonsense that I am too lazy to write here]

Sooner or later the entire family was in on it. I didn't know when it hit me, but it did.

"Alice, how is it going to be funny if Mike never finds out about it?"

"Oh you'll see," she replied.

"The student body should now report to the auditorium for prom results. I repeat, the student body should now report to the auditorium for prom results. Thank you," our secretary, Mrs. Cope, announced over the intercom.

"Well, May the best woman," I started, and coughing, added, "or drag queen," and non-coughing finished, "win."

We all headed towards the room with big cushy chairs in a fit of laughter, all of us, except Emmett.