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Chapter 4: Shopping and the Shower
It was one of those days where Alice was in the mood to shop and with her being five months pregnant, I dared not complain for fear of facing the wrath of the hormones.
Luckily I didn't have to go into work today, or rather lucky for Alice I didn't have to, and very unlucky for me. I hated myself for finishing my article a couple of days ago. I also hated Edward leaving town for business and I thought it would be a good idea to stay with Alice.
She woke me at eight in the morning by throwing pillows at me since she couldn't jump on me any more, and for that I gladly took the pillows. The stores opened at nine and I wished I could be one of those people who actually got to sleep in.
We picked up Rosalie and headed for the mall to begin the tormenting shopping excursion.
We went to several stores and they got baby clothes and a few outfits for themselves while I got a couple of new CD's and books. Alice kept trying to convince me to get some new clothes and after a strenuous argument, I finally agreed to get one ensemble for her surprise baby shower that I thankfully haven't spilled the beans on.
Once it was lunch time, both the pregnant ladies were starved and craved our favorite café. Emmett met us there and saved our usual table for us.
We ordered our food and the waiter set it down in good timing and walked away. Emmett started chattering about things he has noticed, starting with Alice.
"Hey, Alice?"
"Yes, Emmett?" she sighed.
"Have you ever noticed how picky you are?"
"What? Where did that come from?"
"Well, I was thinking, we all have things that we never noticed about ourselves but other people notice and I noticed that you're picky about everything."
Her mouth dropped then she smiled in denial. "I am not!"
"Oh, yes you are."
"No, I'm not. Tell him Bella."
I smiled. "Sorry hon, he's right about this one."
"What? No he is not!"
There was no convincing her so I decided to prove it to her. "Hey Alice, do you want a piece of my chicken? It's really good."
"Sure."
I reached for the smallest piece. "This one?"
"Bella? The small one, really?"
I reached for a different piece.
"I'm eating for two, remember?"
I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Fine, which one do you want?"
She pointed to the biggest piece. "That one."
Emmett laughed. "Yeah, Aly, you're not picky at all."
"Fine, you're right," she huffed and we started laughing at her expression.
"It's okay Alice, Rosalie's thing is-" he stopped talking when Rosalie smacked him on the back of the head and glared at him.
He quickly changed the subject - "So, how's your food Bells?" - making the whole table erupt into laughter.
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"Aly, are you ready yet?" I asked through the door.
"Another minute."
"Another minute? You've had almost two hours! Why is it taking so long?"
"I couldn't find anything to wear!"
"What? You have a closet full of clothes and you have all those new outfits you bought yesterday!"
"So?"
"So you have plenty of clothes, just grab something and throw it on."
"Well, how is this?" she asked as she opened the door. She was wearing a yellow camisole with her designer jeans and flip-flops.
"You look great, now let's get going."
"You don't think I look fat? I feel huge."
"Aly, you're pregnant. You look beautiful. Now let's go," I said as I guided her out the door and into the car.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"We were suppose to be at Mom's by now, that's why."
"What's going on there?"
"You'll find out in a few minutes so can we please stop with the twenty questions?"
She smiled. "I haven't asked you anywhere near twenty questions."
"You know what I mean."
"Is Angela gonna be there?"
"Be where?" I asked suspiciously.
"At my party."
I looked at her. "You knew? How did you know?"
"Of course I knew. You're not very good at hiding things from me. I also saw this in a dream." Alice has been having these "dreams" for years, it's how she knows things are going to happen before they do.
We drove up the drive and walked in. As Alice opened the door, she was greeted by a round of "Surprise!" from all our friends and family. She played her part well. She looked genuinely surprised.
After visiting for a bit we started games. The first was Pin the Pacifier on the Baby and when we were finished, the picture of the baby had pacifiers on his eye, bottom, ear and only a couple near his actual mouth. When we finished that game we started on charades. It was like cruel and unusual punishment. The only funny thing was when Lauren had to act out giving birth. We let it play out a little bit for our amusement then finally let her stop.
Alice had tons of presents and got everything she could ever need for a baby and then some. I wasn't looking forward to hauling that into the house and helping her set everything up.
The cake was adorable. It was a full sheet cake decorated with yellow and green. It had a baby in a crib centered in the middle with "Awaiting a special gift..." written in elegant script.
Once everyone was gone, Emmett came to help pack Alice's gifts in the car. We finished and walked back into the house, settling on the couch with the rest of the immediate family.
"Well, that was fun. Thank you Esme," Alice said.
"Did you enjoy yourself, dear?"
"I did. Now I'm tired," she yawned.
"Me too," I said.
"Were you surprised?" Rosalie asked.
I looked over at her and smiled. "She knew."
"About the party?"
I nodded.
"How?" Emmett asked. "You three have been keeping those plans under wraps, not even the husbands knew."
Alice shrugged, "I had one of those déjà vu dreams."
"Again? Those things are annoying, they spoil all the fun" Emmett said.
I laughed. "Hey, remember that time you put that tub of water above my door when you were about ten?" I asked Emmett.
"Yeah, it didn't work. You were supposed to be soaked and instead no water even touched you."
"That's because of Aly's déjà vu dream. She knew you were going to do that so we pushed the door open and let the water spill everywhere."
"I got in so much trouble because of that. Mom made me clean the whole floor."
"And you still didn't learn your lesson," Esme said. "Even after every time your 'plans' backfired."
"That's because of the McCarty genes, we are stubborn and pigheaded," I said.
"Yeah, and it's all Dad's fault."
"Hey, your mother is just as much at fault as I am."
"Are you saying I'm pigheaded?" Esme asked, feigning insult.
"Of course not, honey, you have a lovely head," he said kissing her on it.
Emmett and I laughed and blew kisses at them, accusing that he was indeed kissing ass.
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