It is funny how quickly things can escalate. We had all decided to play a simple family game of Pictionary, which is when things got out of control.
Edward is currently in Jasper's face yelling like a mad man. Esme is trying to get Rosalie to calm down. Emmett is tugging on Rosalie's shirt attempting to pull her back down on the couch next to him. More like tearing that three hundred dollar shirt. Stupid oaf. And the rest of us are just sitting back wide-eyed.
"Clearly that's a prostitute," Jasper gripes loudly, pointing at the large piece of paper hanging on the wall.
"Anyone with any sense could see that person is chaperoning a smaller person," Edward objects.
"The word was chaperone. Not escort. She clearly drew a hooker of some kind," Jasper fires back. "Why is the smaller person fat? I'll tell you why - because it's a fat rich guy being escorted by a hooker."
"Kids are fatter these days," Rosalie snaps back.
"What? That is crazy!" Jasper wails. "Alice, come on, help me out here."
I shrug, trying to throw the attention off me, but everyone continues to stare at me. "Well, Rosalie isn't known for her artistic abilities, Jas. Maybe you should cut her a break," I mutter. Anything I say is going to make me the bad guy.
"Hey!" Rosalie hollers.
"Alright, enough. Edward, you aren't even on their team. Jasper, Rose, Em, and Esme, I'm sorry but you don't get to advance this round," Carlisle interjects, trying to move the game along.
"I'm not playing anymore if I have to be on Rose's team. I made that known before we even started. Rose and I can't be on the same team. I'm sorry. Everyone knows this. Edward and Rose always band together. He's defending her and he's not even on her team!"
"And what did I say? You need to learn to get along with your sister. Bonding time," Carlisle replies smoothly.
"Oh, cut the crap, Dad! We all know Alice is still being punished, or I should say, we're being punished by keeping us separated. You won't even let us play on the same team."
"He's always this pissy when he doesn't get laid. You know this, Carlisle," Emmett states very seriously, looking him right in the eyes. "You brought this upon the family with your own actions."
Bella leans over to whisper in my ear. "Is that true?"
I nod my head yes. "Oh yes, he gets very grumpy."
Bella wrinkles her nose in disgust.
"No, Alice. Not that. Do Edward and Rose really always band together? Like Jasper said?" She is whispering super low, but my thoughts give the conversation away to my stupid nosey brother.
"Yeah, they are both competitive assholes," I say in Edward's direction to spite him. "They seem to combine their evil."
Bella looks a little glum. I guess she didn't like my answer. Oh, I see. Someone's a little jealous. I look at Jasper. He is smirking at me. He feel's it. I look at Edward. He looks too smug. That shit just made his day.
"It's a good thing you're here though, because he can't read your thoughts. He can't cheat now."
I look over at Edward and he is frowning now. "I don't cheat."
Everyone stops their side conversations to stare at him. Emmett is the only one to speak up. "Bull."
Edward grumbles something under his breath.
"Ok, dear. It's your turn," Esme says to Bella.
Bella grabs a card and hides it from our sneaky vampire vision. She walks up and flips the paper over to reveal a new blank page. Rosalie grabs the timer, sets it, and then shouts, "Go."
Within seconds, Bella has drawn an immaculate replica of the Golden Gate Bridge.
"Bridge," our whole team shouts.
Bella clicks the cap back on the Sharpie and slinks back to her spot on the couch. She breathes out a, "Yep." That girl still hates being the center of attention.
Jasper throws his arms up. "Yes, that is a bridge. I can see a bridge."
"Oh, shut up Jasper," Esme says. I laugh. It takes a lot for Esme to crack.
"Alright, I think that's enough for tonight. I don't want anyone to lose an appendage. Some of you have school in the morning," Carlisle says, while throwing the game back in the box.
I'm about to grab Bella and drag her upstairs, but Edward cuts me off.
"Bella, would you like to go for a walk?" he asks shyly. They have been talking for the last week. She replies with a positive answer tonight, but sometimes she makes up an excuse. It keeps him on his toes. He never knows what she'll say.
"Edward," I whine. "I wanted Bella tonight." I can't help but whine. I'm on lock down. Jasper and I aren't allowed to be in the same room together without supervision. I'm bored as all hell.
Bella gives me a look that says she is sorry, but not really sorry.
"I'll bring her home early," he replies.
"Liar," I nag. "I see you bringing her home right before we all leave for school."
"Hey, at least you get to go to school. I'm stuck here all day by myself. Esme is busy with that greenhouse she is building and Carlisle is at work. I can't even help Esme, because my newborn strength still makes it difficult to handle fragile living things… even plants. You should have seen what I did to her tomatoes."
I laugh. I can't help it. "Oh, Bella. Are you really complaining about missing school? High school?"
Bella pretends to ponder this question, just to be a snot. Edward takes her hand and drags her out the door. She giggles as she's being dragged.
"Whatever!" I yell. "I'll just hang out here by myself."
I sense Jasper behind me and turn around. He's giving me a puppy dog look from the top of the stairs.
"Oh no you don't!" Esme scolds. She yanks Jasper away from the stairs and down the hall to Carlisle's study. "Carlisle has the chess set all ready for you," I hear her say as they retreat down the hall.
I go into Bella's temporary room, since I'm banned from mine. It's only a matter of time before she stops kidding herself and moves in with Edward. The poor guy. I can't help but feel a little bit of sympathy for him. She hasn't even kissed him yet. But, knowing Bella, once that line gets crossed - it is game over. She'll probably skip bases and go straight to home.
I sit on the floor and stare at her growing record collection. She sure has gotten the hang of online shopping. I smile. I'm so proud.
"Hey, want to dye my hair blue?" Rosalie asks quietly from the doorway.
"I didn't even hear you," I whisper back. "Why are we whispering?"
"Because everyone is upstairs arguing and I don't want them to catch on yet. So, is that a yes?"
"Are you for real? Don't toy with me." My voice is rising. I can't help it. I'm getting so excited. Rosalie shushes me.
"Yes, I want to piss Emmett off. He said I never would do it. So, I will show him that I would," she states matter-of-factly.
Edward and Bella come home (right before school starts) to a house of chaos.
The parents are not pleased. Emmett is not pleased. Rose and I are very pleased.
"See what you are doing by separating those two? Look what she did to Rosie's hair!" Emmett complains. "You brought a plague upon our house."
Esme sighs. "She only has one more week. Stop being so dramatic."
"My Rose is blue. Blue!" Emmett shouts. "This is all her fault. She is sexually repressed and is turning against her siblings." Emmett looks at me seriously. "We are not the enemies."
I laugh in his face.
"There is nothing funny about this. I'm adding another week to your punishment," Esme reprimands.
"What!" I shriek.
Jasper drops to his knees and howls out, "No!" The vowel stretches out annoyingly.
"But it was my idea!" Rose protests.
"Yeah, it was her idea. I didn't do anything!" I stamp my feet for emphasis.
"End of discussion," Carlisle huffs.
I throw myself down on the floor in silent protest.
"I like it. It stays," Rose says and then walks upstairs even though the 'rents and Emmett are still talking to her. Well, more like talking at her.
I see her blond again in a week. Just long enough for it to grow on Emmett before she changes it back.
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