Yay! Second or third day in a row! Honestly, I forgot! Okay, huge thanks to Lucas McDrake, my beta. He wrote the ENTIRE part of Emmett's POV, since I am a female heterosexual(straight, kiddos), and I have no idea in the world how guys' mind's work, or else I MIGHT have a boyfriend, but that's another story. You know the drill, I don't own, read, review, blah, blah blah, blah blah...

Previously in The Single One...

I could have sworn I felt something touch my forehead, just before he walked to the door.

One...

Then I was out.

Now back to the story...

"Alice..."

A far off echo broke through the air. I ignored it, running still faster. I have to return the chicken suit!

I had to return Rosalie's chicken suit, but I was only wearing it and a bikini, because Emmett caught me skinny dipping and stole my clothes, leaving what he thought was a sexy outfit. Now Rosalie needed her suit back to seduce Edward.

"Alice it's Friday!"

What the heck? Edward's here? Rosalie's going to have a hard time... Oh, crap.

Sitting up, I was back in bed, in pajamas, my sheets tangled around me from 'running'. Edward was bouncing on his knees. Dear, lord, if I kept having dreams like this, I could write a book, like that lady and the vampires.

"Guess what!" he said excitedly, showing me his phone.

"If you show me I can't guess, Edward." I'm not a happy camper in the mornings, whereas Edward is hyper-ish.

Well, hyper for him...

"Just read it!" he demanded, showing me a text message.

Party 2night! 1st beach! Bring Every1!
-Jacob the Black

"Jacob got a new signature," I stated sarcastically.

"Alice!" Edward whined.

"I read it. I know. Can I dress now?"

He grumbled something about me being a joykill, then left me to my closet exploration.

What does Emmett like?

Shut. Up. Brain.

Then I spotted it. Hanging neatly on a wire hanger, crushed between a trench coat and a church dress, was a red blouse. It had a deep color, with a touch of gray, giving the impression of shadow, long sleeves and a V-neck, just deep enough to show off a little, sleeves that were long and loose, but tugged on the neckline to show off a bit of shoulder, and a hem that fluttered around the hip area, giving the impression of a mini-dress. Perfect! Throw in dark-wash jeans and black Mary-Janes, and I was dressed to win. Sexy and fierce.

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At school, the girls (Rose and Bella, you perv!) took notice of my outfit, quickly.

"Dressed to kill, eh, Al?" Rose said from her perch on a picnic table, waggling her eyebrows as I knelt to wipe a bit of dirt off of my shoes.

"Hot date?" Bella teased, looking up from her current book of choice, Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix, which I knew she'd read at least six times. "Or has a certain Swan fellow gotten you all dolled up?"

"Yes, no, and maybe," I stated, abruptly ending the conversation as to let them wallow in the mystery that was mine and Emmett's relationship, standing and leaning on the table.

The guys, who had gotten into a paper football game before they could evaluate my outfit choice (minur Edward, who looked disapproving), tossed the folded paper over to us by mistake, and Emmett came to retreive it.

Then he saw me. His eyes, widened, then narrowed, then he got the feircest look in his eyes, all in a few seconds, making me feel self concious. I blushed and crossed my arms over my stomach, feeling over exposed, like I'd come to school naked. I felt him continue his observation of me, and I felt really insecure.

Emmett POV

Is Alice watching...?

Shut. Up. Brain.

Promptly, so that Edward and Jasper wouldn't get any ideas that my thoughts had gone awry, I grunted, "Hut!" Then, I threw it way over their heads, missing my original target by miles.

We all stood and watched as the it soared. It just happened to land by the girls.

Freak. Alice...

"I'll get it," I offered mindlessly before Jasper or Edward could, and jogged over to retrieve it.

Okay...Why did I do this, again?

Shaking my head imperceptibly, I picked up the paper football, and glanced at the subject of my thoughts.

Whoa.

I couldn't stop myself from looking her up and down for a few seconds. Her red dress was far from what she normally wore. Why was she dressed so...? Freak, she's going to kill me someday with those looks.

Wait...will someone else notice this? If she can create roadkill out of me with that choice of wardrobe on, what will she do to other men lesser than I? The possibilities were endless...I refrained from looking around, searching for guys to make note of and assassinate in their sleep for even sending a sly glance in her direction.

Noticing her rosy blush, I heard Edward yell, "Oh, yeah! Party at La Push tonight!"

I glanced back at Jasper and Edward, who were running towards us. Right as I thought of the implications of Alice's dress choice, and a party put together, Alice promptly started to laugh darkly, making me suddenly think of dark motives.

"What's so funny about a party in La Push?" Jasper asked.

Then, I thought aloud, mostly to myself. "The fact that a group of guys, half as many girls, and a bottle can create perfect chaos." I immediately stopped there.

Shut. Up. Brain.

How many times have I had to tell myself this, of late?

Alice POV

"Oh, yeah!" Edward said suddenly. "Party in La Push, tonight."

I started laughing darkly, and I couldn't stop myself, like someone else was controlling me.

"What's so funny about a party in La Push?" Jasper asked, looking fearful, most likely for my sanity.

Then, somehow, magically, Emmett came to my rescue.

"The fact that a group of guys, half as many girls, and a bottle can create perfect chaos.

My hero...

Wait a minute.

Spin-the-Bottle.

La Push style.

Lord save us all.

A/N: Mwahahahaha!!! You'll see. The answer is you'll see.

~Sidney