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I typed this up when I got home from school but then I went to the mall so I didn't get to post it.

Disclaiming: I own you, but nothing else.

Inspiration song- the entire Boys Like Girls album

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Chapter 4- Hot Topic, Hair Dye, Poems. Oh my!

Emmett's POV

Alice dragged me into the darkly lit store. I felt like screaming. Wait, no. I was emo. This is what Emos do. Ok, focus Emmett. Emo. Black. I need the clothes to be emo. Depressed. Yeah. I am depressed. Depressed people shop at Hot Topic.

I was ready for the transformation. Let's go!

Alice's POV

I dragged Emmett into Hot Topic. I had already seen the outcome. It looked good. Emmett actually looked good in emo. It suited him.

I started taking things off the racks and holding them up to Emmett. He was just standing there, staring into space. He seemed to have the emo attitude down. Good. That was one less thing I would have to teach him.

Once I had a pile of clothes the size of me, I gave them to Emmett and shoved him in the changing rooms.

Emmett's POV

Alice gave me this humongous pile of stuff and told me to try it on. The pants were way too tight and looked great on me. I showed them to Alice.

"Perfect!" she squealed. People glanced over, wondering who was happy. "They look fabulous on you. Emo is defiantly your look."

"Um… thanks?"

"You're welcome. Ok, now lets buy all this stuff and finish your makeover."

Emmett's POV

We got back to the house, dumped my new stuff in Alice's room, and went into her bathroom.

"Ok, time to dye," she teased.

"Oh so funny Alice ol' buddy."

"Yeah, I know. Ok, down to business. What color? Black Noir or Midnight Sky?"

"Is there a difference?" I asked, utterly lost.

"No."

"Ok, then… Midnight Sky. It has a better name."

"Yeah, I agree. Ok, close your eyes. I don't want you to see it till I'm done," Alice commanded.

I obeyed. When Alice tells you to do something during a makeover, you do it if you know what's good for you.

Alice's POV

I took the black dye and ran it through Emmett's hair, covering the brown. Once the dye was fully in, I let him look. His eyes widened with surprise, but he was happy, I could tell.

Rosalie walked in. "Hey, Alice. Why are you dyeing my husband's hair black?"

"Um… he's emo?" I managed to squeak out.

"Sure. Emmett, come with me. We're washing this stuff out right now," Rosalie demanded.

"No, Rose. I want to do this. I'm going emo," he countered.

"No, you're not. Come with me right now."

"No, Alice, are we done yet?"

"Um, yeah. You can rinse it out now," I told him.

"Good," he said, dunking his head in the bathtub, rinsing out the extra dye.

Rosalie screamed and I threw her out of the room. We didn't need her negative energy during Emmett's transformation.

Once the dye was gone we went back to my room and picked out Emmett's first day of emo outfit: tight jeans, a FCUK t-shirt, black converses, and two studded cuffs. I gelled his hair in an emo flip, which is really hard to do on someone with curly hair, and set him free to live his emo, depressed life.

Emmett's POV

Alice had finally finished my "makeover." I must say, emo looked good on me. The black looks great against my white skin.

Now what? I wondered.

"Now you write bad poetry, write in a diary, listen to bad music, and slit your wrists… good luck with the last one," said Edward who had read my thoughts as he turned the corner.

"Hm… poems, huh?" I thought aloud.

"Yep. Good luck with that too," he said and went into his room.

Poems… huh…

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