Allison POV

"I hate you," I said as we climbed into the police cruiser. The handcuffs hurt really badly. This is exactly what I get for helping him out. Paul sat next to me, and I ignored him, except for the occasional glares. The cop looked at us from the rearview mirror.

"Aww, come on guys you're engaged. One little arrest shouldn't mess up the relationship," he smiled warmly.

I screamed and Paul winced. They still thought we were engaged. "For the last time. We are NOT GETTING MARRIED!" I glared at the cop, who just looked at Paul and asked, "Is she always this cranky?" They ignored my cries of protest.

"Yeah, especially during, that time of the month" Paul smirked. I glared at him my mouth hanging open. Then with as much force as I could, manage kicked him in the shin with the heel of my pumps. (Thank you Alice)

"I feel for you man, but your still going to the station," the cop continued driving.

When we got to the station we were ushered into an office were someone would interrogate us on what happened. If I get arrested I am taking Paul with me. Stupid werewolf with his muscles and carefree attitude.

I turned my back to Paul as the chief walked into the office. The chief of fricken Forks. AKA Bella's dad. Dang it Esme and Carlisle would hear about this. Heck, probably all of Forks has heard about it by now.

"So care to explain what happened?" Charlie asked looking at both of us. His eyes landed on me. It's because I'm covered in paint and glitter isn't it? I launched into the whole story.

After Lisa announced to the whole store that Paul and I were getting married, which we were not, she began making a huge Emmett sized temper tantrum. Then she did the unthinkable. She. Slapped. ME! There was no way I was letting that go, so I slapped her. Then, she attacked me! I hit her with a scrap book and she threw glitter on me. We squirted paint at each other when the manager ran up.

I saw shining red and blue lights outside the store. "Paul!" I screamed, "It's the po po!"

Like any one else would I made a run for it while Paul followed me with the camera. When we were by the door we saw guys in uniforms come toward us.

"Drat! It's the coppers!" I yelled. I was into badass mode and grabbed the first thing I saw to throw at them. Cookies, which were no help at all! They just fell to the floor and died. My army was defeated and Paul and I were arrested.

Charlie looked at me with a weirded out look while Paul nodded. I stared back completely serious. This was no time for joking! I was not going to be stuck in the slammer with Paul there to annoy me.

Charlie finally talked after minutes of awkward silence, "Right, I'm going to need your parents phone number young lady," he grabbed the phone that was on his desk. That was so low! Calling my parents. I gave him Esme and Carlisle's number, since my parents were currently in another dimension.

"Are you going to let us go?" we asked.

"That depends," Charlie began talking on the phone. He was surprised that I gave him Esme and Carlisle's number. They actually confirmed that I was their daughter! YAY! Brownie points for Esme and Carlisle! But then he mentioned my 'fiancé'. That ruined my happy mood. After waiting a few minutes they finally came and got us. Then I had to tell them that I wasn't really engaged to Paul.

For the rest of the morning I did all the talking while Paul hid behind me, afraid to get in trouble. Sissy.

"So Allison," Carlisle said, "When's the wedding?" I glared at him and walked away with Paul. Carlisle was next on my 'Annoy" list.

Finally we were able to get the rest of the supplies and begin our plan. We had to endure the whispers of everyone else though. People I didn't even know were asking when the wedding was. After trying to explain that there was no wedding about a bajillion times, I finally gave up and went along with it.

"Paul you will be castrated if one more person asks were we intend to go on our honeymoon!" I was frustrated that now everyone believed we were getting married! I'm not old enough to get married! Paul flinched away from me and then did the unthinkable. . . . . .he gave me the puppy do face. It was heartbreaking and since I'mm a pushover I fell for it. I'm too nice for my own good.

"Fine," I sighed hugging him. He grinned.

"So are we gonna make Jacobs life a living hell or what?" he asked turning the camera on again. I laughed.

"Hell yeah!"