AN: This is my first fanfic so please bare with me. I will update as often as I can.

Read and Review if you want. Thanks.

And sorry the number thing on my keyboard doesn't work so I cant use exclamation marks or all that good stuff :/

Bang. Bang. "Alice," I hear my dad yell from the other side of my door. "Wake up, you're going to be late. AGAIN"

"Yeah, yeah," I grumble in my pillow.

"Alice."

"I'm up," I yell.

Looking at the clock I see its 6:50 a.m. Great I am going to be late.

Hopping out of bed I quickly grab some clothes and change, putting on a pair of skinny jeans and a blue and black lace corsette top. Not the skimpy kind like the bimbos at school, I have more self respect than that.

Grabbing my bag, socks, shoes, phone and I-pod I run out my room the grab my makeup bag from the bathroom and a brush. I will just finish getting ready at school. After I get my keys I kiss my dad on the cheek and rush out the door, calling "bye" before the door closes.

Jogging to my blue VW Bug I throw my stuff in the back and head to school. God, I hate Mondays. But who doesn't?

Pulling up in the parking lot I see my best friend, James Hatter, waving like a mad man so I pull up beside him and roll down my window.

"Hey handsome, how much?" I ask jokingly.

"For you, baby, it's always free," He jokes back, in a fake girl voice which makes me laugh.

"So whats up?" I ask.

"The Queen Bitch is looking for you."

"Oh, God. What did I do this time?"

"Not quite sure actually. I just heard that you were on her radar. So watch your back"

"Great," I grumble. "Well I need to park and finish getting ready so move"

"'K."

Finally finding a parking spot I move my seat as far back as it will go and put my socks and shoes on. Then put down the visor so I can brush my hair and put on my makeup. A tap tap on my window scares me and makes me mess up my eyeliner. Looking over I see James standing there again. He opens my door then crouches down so he is eye level with me since he is over six feet tall.

"You made me mess up," I say glaring at him.

"You're still gorgeous, anyways" he says.

"What do you want?" I grumble, while wiping my the liner off and reapplying it to make it perfect.

"We are going to have to go in through the side door and do it in stealth mode, the queen is waiting at the front doors."

"Well perfect."

Sighing, I put the makeup up, brush my hair one more time, then tie it in a messy bun.

"Well, I'm ready."

Grabbing my stuff I get out the car, lock it and head to the side door with James following behind.

"So what are we going to do about the queen?" James asks, as we get to the side door.

"What we always do. Ignore her. She always gets tired of me anyways."

"I think she's just jealous that you're so much hotter than her," he says while poking me in the side.

Slapping his hand away I say, "Yeah, then before you know it i'll be the queen bitch."

"Ha like that would ever happen, you're to nice."

Smiling up at him I can't help but wonder why he is my best friend. He's the nice one. And very handsome. At 6'3" he
's very lean but muscular. He has shaggy jet black hair that usually covers his eyes, just daring you to move it away. And a face that would make a blind person see again. Though I would never tell him that cause then things would get awkward.

"I'm not as nice as you think I am, Hatter Man."

"Oh please you cry if you see a stray dog on the road. See nice," he says with a grin that would make your heart melt.

"That isn't nice that shows that I have a love for animals. Plus, how else would I get you to hold me, hmm?" I say half joking.

He puts his arm around me as we walk to our lockers, which happens to be side by side.

"Well now, Ms. Alice. If you want me to hold you all you have to do is ask, you silly goose."

"Oh har har you're so funny."

"I know, that's why you love me," he says, smiling again. And I can't stop my heart from racing.

"Oh, please, the only one who loves you is your grandma. And sometimes I wonder about that," I say.

"Ohh, harsh," he pokes me in the side again.

"Stop it, you know I hate that," I say as we reach the lockers.

After opening my locker I see a card laying on top of my books. Confused I open it to see a white rabbit pointing at a watch and on the card it says;

"You are invited to a very important date on February 14th to the birthday party of Mackenzie Hare.

The party will begin at 7:00p.m.

DON'T BE LATE"

"What's that?" James asks, leaning over my shoulder.

"A party invite to Kenzies birthday."

"That's sad, I didn't get one," he says, frowning.

"Well if you don't get one by then it says, I can bring someone, so you can be my non-date."

"Works for me," he says, shrugging.

"Good."