So, it's an update. And yea, hopefully not a crappy one. I tried. As for the title of the chapter, go listen to Joey by Sugarland. Awesomely powerful. And loosely related. every choice we make has a consequence. Just keep that in mind.

I still own nothing but a ridiculously high car payment.

"Pacing, Alice?" Why was he not in Alaska? How was he going to be around Bella if he didn't spend some time talking with Tanya?

"Yes, Abby, he's in his room. So again, what is in these books? Seriously, Abby, how much more damage can telling me do? Tell me what's in these books, and maybe we can figure out how to get you home." Alice's voice softened at the word home, and the fashionable, sweet vampire that Bella had described finally came to the surface. Not that I wasn't looking for the nearest pack of Depends, but I felt myself relaxing just a slight bit more. There was a strong possibility that she could help me, and as fun as this nightmare was, I just wanted my ruby slippers. I definitely wasn't in Preston anymore.

"Alice, this is going to be strange for you to hear. But I need to ask you one thing first? If I tell you what I know, will you help me fix the mess I made?"

"You haven't made a mess." Alice replied while scanning the hospital cleaned room.

"I meant with the story. I screwed up the story. I need you to help me fix it, and maybe fix some of the mistakes that were made while we're at it." I hated New Moon just for the simple fact that Edward wasn't in it. This was my chance to fix it. I had screwed up so much already; why not screw up the one thing that would only bring pain with it. Besides, I really didn't want Aro reading Alice's thoughts and figuring out that I was an anomaly. I may live through that, but I highly doubted that I would come out of that with a beating heart.

So I told Alice the story. I glossed over some parts. I didn't think she needed to be privy to how sexually frustrated her future sister-in-law was or how over-bearing her brother could be. I only touched on her history, promising her that after the James incident occurred I would tell her more. Finally, I mentioned Renesmee briefly; not getting to the Volturi. Luckily, after explaining the predicament in New Moon, Alice agreed that perhaps she shouldn't know it all. We could only protect so much, but there was always the risk of the Volturi and exposure of both of our secrets.

In the end, we had no plan, just an agreement. Alice no longer saw me as a threat to her family, just someone who needed help, and although she couldn't see Edward and Bella together just yet, she agreed to help them get together.

"Abby, be careful." Those were the last words I heard before I drifted off to sleep. I awoke with help from a blaring pop song that I didn't recognize. One more check in the why I liked being a grown up column.

I banged around Jessica's pottery barn bedroom, cringing at the door of her closet; I took a deep breath and prepared to dress like a teenage princess. I felt a bit like Molly Ringwald. I definitely felt the trepidation as I began to scan through her closet. Our styles were so different. I was Wal-Mart and Jessica, well; Jessica was Express with a splash of Abercrombie. I had never owned anything made by those stores and I doubted I ever would. Grateful that I had the foresight to set the alarm a full thirty minutes before I needed to begin to get ready, I began to pull things from her closet.

Within minutes I was knee deep in jeans, shirts, tank tops, and scarves. I had no idea what I was doing and even less of a clue as to what would constitute a popular girl's outfit then when I started. I surveyed the damage of Jessica's hot pink walk-in closet and then fell onto my knees and began to sob. This was all too much. I wasn't a Jessica. I was a Sue, or a Gwendolyn, or even a Harriet in High School. I was never the popular girl. Granted I didn't care what I wore back then as long as it was clean. My school uniform had consisted of a Baja and bleached worn jeans. This though, was beyond my comprehension. Jeans and a sweater I could do, but with Ms. Stanley, somehow I felt like it wouldn't be enough. I was leaking everywhere and I managed to cry so hard I barely made it to Jessica's pristine bathroom before I lost the bile that was in my stomach.

I managed to clean myself and took a shower while I was in there. After wrapping myself up in her Victoria's Secret bathrobe I glanced at the purple neon clock next to the window. I had lost my thirty minute head start and if I didn't hurry I was going to be late for school. Lead consumed my stomach, and I feared I was going to have another meet and greet with the porcelain god. I had less than 20 minutes to get dressed, do my curly yet straightened daily hair, and apply more make-up than I had consumed in my over quarter century of time on earth. In short, I was screwed.

Inhaling deeply, I timidly made my way out of the bathroom and curled my toes into Jessica's plush carpeting. I could do this. After all, it wasn't like I had much of a choice. Now if I could just stop staring at the carpet.

I had to do a double take when I looked up. The room that I had thoroughly trashed not an hour earlier was spotless. On the bed was a deep purple sweater dress, a pair of leggings, some jewelry, silver ballet flats, and even a bra and underwear. There was only one explanation for a pristine room and a perfectly coordinated outfit. Alice. Why Bella had ever hated this I would never understand. This was a huge weight off my already stressed out psyche. Alice was a life saver, and for a moment I debated giving her a hug when I saw her at school. Just for a moment though, as my fear of becoming vamp chow quickly made me decide just to text her after I got dressed.

"I'm not going to bite you." A voice tinkled in the early morning silence. This of course caused me to jump a foot of the ground and let out the beginnings of a window shattering wail, which was quickly stopped by a small, icy hand covering my mouth. My heart did stop for a moment though, and then raced back to health. Alice may not bite me, but she still may kill me before I can get home. I just hoped that Jessica heart was healthy and she didn't have a history of high blood pressure in her family because I was pretty sure I was pumping blood faster than the Cullen's could run at this point.

"Seriously, how scary can I possibly be?" Alice appeared to be talking more to herself than actually asking me a question, I felt compelled to answer anyway.

"Um, Alice, unless you missed the memo, you are a Vampire. And the sneak attacks are not good for someone who is already scared to be around you. But, Thank You for the wardrobe help that was almost scarier than being locked in a room with James and company."

Alice face morphed into what I can only describe as vampiric, I was scared before, but this look had me terrified. Maybe she had changed her mind about the whole biting me thing after all.

"Seriously Abby, I AM NOT going to bite you!" With that said, I may have wet my pants. Just a little, but for a midget, the girl was seriously scary!

Alice huffed, rolled her eyes, and then sat softly on the bed. She looked to be pondering what she was going to say so I took the opportunity to grab the clothes on the bed and returned to the bathroom to change into my Alice approved outfit.

When I was done, I cautiously made my way back into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Turning to Alice, I began to ask her about whatever it was she needed to get off her chest. As I began my attack she gasped, causing me to jump and land on the floor. That was going to leave a bruise.

"I saw it. I saw it all." She began chanting, shaking her head back in forth in some sort of haze. She seemed in shock. Apparently, it was something the vampires could go into, who knew? Something was wrong though. A decision that someone had just made had changed the course of another's life. The question was who was going to be affected?

"Abby, things are messed up. I don't know how, but even the weather has changed. My stupid brother is not following the story. He decided not to go to Alaska, and now he's decided to return to school. Everything still happens, but Abby, some of it doesn't happen to Bella. Some of it happens to you. The nomadic vampire attacks you, but the van still hits Bella. The timeline is also screwy, I know you said that this James attacks during Spring Break but I see us playing baseball with snow on the ground. I also don't see Bella with us. As for Port Angeles, it's so hazy. I see you there with Bella and Angela, but as for the drunks, I just don't see them finding Bella. I don't see that happening at all.

After you told me about the books, I scanned your future as well as Bella's. I saw everything you described. I saw Edward try to kill Bella; I even saw their little family after the Volturi left the final time. I saw all of it, right to the epilogue on the happily ever after. Right now, I don't see any of it. Up until a few minutes ago, I saw Bella becoming one of us. Now that is all hazy. What I do see? It's you, the real you, not you in Jessica's body, and you're dressed in the most god awful black polyester vest and white shirt. I can't make sense of any of it."

So Alice could see me back at work? So I would make it home! It wasn't an "If" anymore; it was a "How?"

"The strangest thing is I can also see Jessica as a vampire. It's cloudy but it's there. All three of you are human in some visions and vampires in the next. The timelines, the outcomes, even the weather, none of it makes sense." At that point, Alice slid down to the floor and cradled her head into her hands. I was also giving a vampire a migraine and I wasn't a half-breed or a werewolf.

What the fuck had I done?

Umm...yea Abby. You just messed up Bella's fate and Jessica's life so good job there! Speaking of jobs, I've come across an unexpected vacation and won't start my new job until Jan. 3rd so maybe we won't wait a month between updates. Maybe.

So did this confuse you too much? Or do you get where I'm headed with this?

Until next time.

~Cassie