Chapter Seven- Alice and Clothes Don't Mix Well

I stared at Ethan's amber quartz eyes and I think I saw a hint of sadness. But he stiffened and gave us a cold look before he walked down the stairs.

Alice didn't say anything, just dragged me to another huge room, this one equipped with a closet that took up half of the space.

"Here's my room," She sang.

"Very big," I remarked.

She laughed, a perfect note that could go well with any song. "Come over here!" She beckoned me to the huge walk-in closet and I took a sharp intake of breath.

There were clothes ranging from different sizes to colors, assortments of items, including all kinds of accessories, like a whole bag of skittles. Like a little girl's dream come true.

"So you like it?" Alice asked, grinning.

"It's…so much." I said, taking in every detail.

"You should see the stores in New York," She said before she had already wrapped some measuring tape around my waist. "Hmm…interesting."

She disappeared and held out something hidden by a bag. "This will be good."

"What?" I asked confused.

"Well…you can't have it yet." She giggled like a schoolgirl. "First we need to give you a makeover."

"A makeover? But-"

"No buts…we need to make you extra pretty!"

"For what reason?"

"For fun of course!"

A smile crept up on my lips. "Al-right. Where do I sit?"

She squealed. "Excellent! Let's go into the bathroom…"

Her bathroom was as huge as my room. It was gold-colored, and the counter was decorated with tons of perfumes, skin care, lotions, make-up, and etcetera. Any princess would die for this kind of stuff.

She sat me on a chair that looked like it belonged to a high-class salon, and wrapped a cloth around me. "Let's start with a haircut!"

"Wait what?" My hands shielded my hair from the scissors.

"Aww," She whined. "No haircut?"

"No," I said firmly. My beautiful long black hair was fine the way it was. "How about you just style it or something?"

"That's not fun," She sighed. "But okay." She was fiddling with something behind me and took out a whole package of make-up and stuff.

"Hold still…" She said, applying eye shadow, mascara, and who knows what on my face. "Whoops." She frowned then wiped something on my face.

This was going to be a long day.

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"Done!" She said as she walked back a bit to examine her newfound masterpiece…meaning me.

She took off the cloth off and led me into a changing room. As I changed into my new clothes her foot tapped impatiently. "Hold on, give me a minute," I called.

As I opened the changing room door she looked at me with surprise. I wasn't sure if it was good or not. She grinned as she showed me to her full-length mirror.

I cringed and closed my eyes before I looked at myself.

The pink-and-white striped shirt with the black pleated skirt went good with my complexion, but I think the bubblegum pink beret was a little too much. She had added two white ribbons at the side of my hair and I wore pink mid-length boots to match.

Pink and white were the main colors of my attire.

She sighed happily. "You're so pretty."

I blushed. "Er…thanks. But don't you think this is a little too pink?"

"Kimiko, there can be no such thing as too much pink!" She grabbed my hand. "We have to show the others!"

"Others?? No, this is way too embarrassing!"

"Oh come on. It's cute." It was too late anyways, since she had already led me to another room. Jasper sat there, reading a book. He looked up and smiled.

"Isn't she so pretty?!" Alice asked, gesturing to me.

"You mean your personal dress-up doll? I guess you haven't done so bad," He smirked.

"Whatever," She dragged me to the living room where Esme and Carlisle sat, watching some soap opera.

"Esme, Carlisle, look at Kimiko! I made her over myself," She beamed with pride.

Esme gave us a kind smile. "That's…very nice Alice. Sure you had her permission before you made her into a Barbie doll?"

"It's too late for that isn't it?" Alice huffed, obviously not happy that everyone didn't have the reactions she expected.

"Rosalie, Emmett!" She called out. "Come out here!"

"What?" Emmett came out and Rosalie stayed behind him. "Oh god Alice, you made werewolf gi-I mean Kimiko another victim!" He put on mock horror.

"Humph," Finally she led me into another room with Edward and Bella organizing his music collection.

"Oh come on, Edward, you're organizing that collection again!" Alice scoffed.

"And you're dressing up another person again," He replied, imitating Alice's voice.

"At least I do something fun," Alice said stiffly, folding her arms.

"Fun? I don't think for the person that you make-up it's fun," Edward said back.

Bella laughed. I guess this was pretty normal. She looked at me. "Can I talk to you for a second?" She asked.

We were in another room away from the quarreling of the vampires. "So I heard Ethan was ignoring you," She said quietly.

I gave her a weak smile. "Yes."

"You're okay with it?" She inquired.

"Well," I stared at the ground. "We're just friends and stuff so I really shouldn't feel like I miss him but…" I mumbled other incoherent words along to the lines of, "I really do miss him."

Bella laid a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. I can't tell you anything, but Ethan really does care about you." She reassured.

"That's what Edward said…but it doesn't seem true…" I muttered.

"It's right…"

"Do you still think about Da-er Jacob?" I dared to ask.

She seemed surprised by it. "Umm…well from time to time you know. But I really never think of him in a romantic way but you know."

"Oh okay." I said nonchalantly.

"Wait, tell me what's going on. What is the reason why they are fighting?" Her eyes flickered with worry.

"Nothing," I raised my hands. "It's over anyways. They divorced."

"Kimiko?? Where are you? We need to add some finishing touches!" Alice said.

"Oh give her a break," Edward said.

Bella and I went back into the room. Edward's eyes brightened at the sight of his wife. Bella went over there and kissed him on the cheek. I sighed. I wish I were in a relationship like that. Not like all the broken ones I have seen.

Alice noticed my longing and pulled me into a room. She sighed, looking sincerely disappointed. "Edward said you should go. So I'll drive you home."

"So you follow his orders always?" I asked with doubt. Just minutes ago she was arguing with him about what he does is boring and to tell him to do something new.

"Umm," She avoided my look. "He's right anyways."

I gave her a quizzical stare but I followed her to a Porsche. Damn…all the vampires have good-looking cars!!!

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Alice said that I could keep the clothes she made me wore. They were not too bad…just a little…pink. But they were really not bad.

I opened the door to see Dad attempting to cook. His face lit up when he saw me. "Hey honey…I've never seen you wore that,"

"Uhh…" I tried to think of a good excuse. Alice had sprayed me with enough perfume to hide the vampire scent, but I didn't think he had that good of an eye. "I went…shopping."

"That's cool," He frowned as he stared at the piece of crap that he had made. "Help?" He grinned sheepishly.

I sighed as I pulled out the microwave-able food that was stocked up in the cabinet that I had bought during Dad's depression.

"Here, microwave something," I grumbled as I pulled out a Mac 'n' cheese bowl.

"Ooh…thanks Kimiko!" He looked at it as if the food was made out of pure gold. "Technology these days is wondrous…" He murmured.

"Dad's brain is wondrous," I muttered too low enough to hear.

"I heard that!"

Never mind. Damn the super hearing! Damn it!! I stopped on the way to my room. "Hey Dad," I said, suddenly serious.

"What is it?"

"…You still love Bella right? Is that the reason Mom and you broke up?"

There was a long pause. "That's none of your business Kimiko." He said to me gravely.

"Do you still want to see Bella?"

"I can't now. I'm a werewolf, and she's a vampire. It's forbidden."

"You could still-"

"GO!!" He growled.

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Someone knocked on the door. It was a Saturday, so I didn't need to go to school. So didn't the other people on the reservation. Including Hiro.

"Kimiko there's someone here to see you!!" Dad's booming voice called out.

I retrieved the door and Dad just gave me a look before he went into the garage to work on something. I guess we still weren't on good circumstances.

"Hey Kimiko," Hiro greeted.

"Hey," I said tonelessly.

"Aw what's wrong?"

"Nothing," I said in that same voice.

He laid his hands on my shoulders and stared at me. "Yes…there is. I can tell in your eyes."

I paused. "Fine. You want to know what's screwed up? Let's see. My parents divorced and I'm the only one who cares, and Ethan is ignoring me like I don't exist and I don't even know the freaking reason." I glared at him. "That answers it?!"

Hiro's face softened and I sighed, shaking my head. "I'm sorry for lashing out at you…it's just too many things coming to me at once…I must sound really whiney don't I?"

He took my by surprise by hugging me tightly. "Noo…you deserve to whine. Why don't you come over to my house and you can whine as much as you want?"

I hesitated. "Umm…I don't know."

"Oh come on."

"Fine,"

We entered Hiro's house and he sighed. "What's wrong Hiro?" I was the person to ask now.

"Why couldn't you fall in love with me Kimiko?" He asked, his back still turned.

"What?" I couldn't get to my head what he was saying.

"Fall in love with me, Kimiko, and forget about that stupid Ethan,"

"What? Hiro-"

He turned around, a look of desperation on his face. "Kimiko…love me…and forget about all your worries." He cornered me and with his hand, he held my chin up. "Please…"

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Author's Note- O.O OHMYGOD what are you doing Hiro?? OH NOES! What is going to happen next?? Only I know for sure…mu ha ha!

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