AN: Wow, a quick session of chapters and i have another coming right after this. So these next two chapters are fillers while i brainstorm for then rest of the story. I'm down for the count with a bad case of writer's block, so God-Knows how long i'll be M.I.A and/or AWOL. ENJOY AND REVIEW PLEASE!!!!

Chapter Seventeen: Shopping With Alice Cullen

(Selene's POV)

The roads were practically empty as I sped down the back roads towards Port Angeles. I wasn't as crazy a driver as Edward, but I was still well over sixty miles an hour. The road was slick from the rainfall, but it didn't bother my driving. Alice was in the passenger's seat while Rosalie rode comfortably in the back seat. My radio was turned to an XM station that I didn't usually listen to. Alice had turned it on and the song that was playing was a strange one by some singer name Katie Perry.

"I kissed a girl, and I liked; the taste of her cherry chap stick."

Alice was dancing along happily with the song in her seat.

"I kissed a girl, just to try it; hope my boyfriend don't mind it."

About halfway through the song, I shut the radio off and groaned.

"What's the point of that song? She said she has a boyfriend; what? She needs a girlfriend too?" I honestly didn't understand what would drive a girl to fancy another girl when there were plenty of guys in the world. Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against their choices; I just don't understand them.

Alice and Rosalie just glared. Alice's was playful, but Rosalie's was a death stare. If looks could kill Rosalie and I would have both been dead a few million times over.

"It's just a song, Selene!" Rose growled. I shrugged, glaring at her image in my rearview mirror. She'd had better get her attitude in check, soon; the only reason I was goin this was to try and cheer her up. I turned the radio back on and changed the radio to something a little more my speed.

"…Applebottom jeans, boots with the fur. The whole club was lookin' at her. She hit the floor; the next thing you know: Shawty got low low low low low…"

"Hey!" Alice shrilled.

"My car; my radio station. Deal with it, Tiny," I didn't say it meanly, just to get the point across. She knew me well, and she knew I didn't intend my words to be mean.

Despite that, Alice sat back and crossed her arms over he chest. She wasn't mad at me; she just didn't want to argue just then. Rosalie opened her mouth to protest. Before she could say anything, I put my index finger up and, through the mirror, looked her straight in the eyes.

"Don't. Even. Start, Rose," I growled, each word its own sentence. Her eyes hardened, but she let it go, looking down with a scowl on her face. Alice looked over at me with wide, surprised eyes. I hadn't meant to growl. The whole day I hadn't noticed it, but I had been on edge. I felt like something was wrong and Rosalie's glares had just completely set me off.

I refocused my eyes on the road.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh," I said so low that, to a human, it would have just sounded like I was letting out a breath.

What ever, Bitch! Rosalie shot back.

Another snarl was rising, but I covered it with a sigh. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel. We all fell into silence with only the whoosh of air and the purr of the engine to break the fragile air around us. We remained this way for the rest of the drive.

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I groaned as Alice threw yet another dress over my dressing room door. She giggled, her happy self again, now that there were rows and rows of clothes to distract her from the outburst in the car.

"Just try it on," Alice said. I stepped out of the room in my own clothes with a pained expression on my face. In my hands I was holding a blush pink dress at arms length with only two fingers.

"Get me some jeans and we'll talk about a Barbie Selene session." Then I playfully threw the dress at her. She scrunched up her nose and took the dress off her head.

"How about some skirts?" She said without much hope for an agreement. I smiled sarcastically and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh yes Alice! I, Selene Cullen, want to try hundreds of skirts on!"

She got the hint, stuck her tongue out at me and went to go get God-Knew-What. We had been into five stores and Alice was carrying about nine bags. Rosalie had about six and I had one. Both my sisters had scowled as my credit card slid home to pay for my sweatshirt. I didn't understand their objection to comfortable looking clothes. Okay, sure. Whether they are comfortable or not, it doesn't make a difference to us, but I liked the laid back look better than the Gossip Girls trendy look. There was nothing wrong with my choice in clothes.

I looked down at my watch (I bought it for 75% off at fossil just to make Alice and Rosalie mad. It was pretty and my style, but I usually just used my phone for the time) and gasped. It was already four O'clock; we needed to head home. Edward was picking Bella back up at five thirty.

Alice. Rosalie. We've gotta go! I sent to both of them.

They quickly checked out and as we left the store, Alice passed me a bag.

"Don't complain. Just take it."

I groaned, but left it alone. I wouldn't look until Alice absolutely demanded I did. We all got into my car and started home. With my driving, we'd have an hour before Bella joined us again once we got home. I didn't care or put that out for consideration. I was just happy that the shopping trip was over!