Yayayayayay! New chappie! BTW, Eclipse is better than Twilight and New Moon. Tons. Oh, and Sidney doesn't own!

Saturday afternoon called for insane October storms. Vicky picked us up from the Swans' house after lunch and we went to the Hales' house. Ten minutes after we got to the modest one story, the local news channel reported tornado watches all around. Everyone split up to do their own thing. Emmett and I sat in the kitchen with Vicky, who was teaching me hand-stitching techniques after I shared with her my desire to create Halloween costumes. I came prepared with Emmett's shirt, a mini-sewing kit my mother had picked up for me in excitement at my desire to take up a hobby, and various fabrics.

Emmett was obeying as we repeatedly made him put on and remove the shirt I was mutating. Okay, so maybe a few of those times were to get a glimpse of his beautifully sculpted muscles. He squirmed as I traced a heart onto the front of it, probably tickling his incredible abs that were distracting me so. Finally, he was able to sit still, back in his original shirt, toying with the sparkly dark red fabric. He watched mindlessly as I cross-stitched the heart into the outline. Vicky got up to get some glitter fabric paint for the 'Hug Me' I was planning to put on the heart, then Emmett picked up the fabric he was playing with.

"What's this for?" he asked, shaking it, making the kitchen light bounce off of the glitter.

"My costume," I said, smiling, holding up the sketch of my outfit.

"I like red on you," he said, reaching out and draping the cloth over my head.

I giggled, shaking it off and wrapping it around my shoulders flirtatiously. "I know, that's why I got it."

"You know what that reminds me of?" he said, leaning over the table.

I leaned closer to him, grinning. "What?"

He kissed me lightly. "What you were wearing the night we got together."

Vicky chose that moment to walk back in, making us jump apart. "You two are going to get to be as bad as the rest of them," she laughed.

Sunday afternoon, after sleeping till noon on the Hale's pull-out couch with Rose and Bella again, was spent working on my dress; Emmett's shirt was correctly mutated, and he and Vicky were helping me with my dress. Well… He was watching and saying boyfriend-y stuff while Vicky and I pinned and sewed.

At one point, I simply put the extra scraps around my neck and asked Emmett how it looked so far. His response? "Great, honey…" And he went back to cutting up a paper napkin he'd picked up nearly and hour before.

"I knew it, you're not paying any attention to me," I said, glaring at him and going back to work silently. I couldn't believe he'd tested negative for ADD all those years ago...

After it started to get dark outside, I finally finished. Vicky helped me into it in Rosalie's room with Rose and Bella watching excitedly, then I modeled it for the guys and Jamie.

With the help of Vicky, I had fashioned a kind of bubble dress. It had a baby-doll type top, with fluffed out sleeves and a square neckline. The waist had a square bow and then fluffed out, the skirt falling to my knees. We had then used some old coat hangers, white felt, and red glitter paint to make a pair of wings. It looked awesome, paired with my favorite silver flats and a toy tiara I'd had as a stocking stuffer a year or so before.

Jasper and Jamie applauded my craftsmanship like good gentlemen, my brother observed my new-found talent approvingly, and Emmett… Well, Emmett had put on his costume as well, and looked amazing. The shirt hugged him just right, and he seemed to have eyes only for me. I went to the scraps of glitter cloth leftover and picked up a long strip I'd trimmed just right, then I tied it around Emmett's neck just so. I grinned at my work.

"Well, this is great!" Vicky said. "Alice you have such a talent!"

I grinned. "Thanks, you helped so much."

When everyone was in proper day wear, we had about two hours left to our own disposal. Six teenagers about to be separated for the night? Use your imagination…

School was better. No freak fights, Newton avoided us, and Emmett and I got Wednesday afternoon to ourselves in the Port Angeles mall while the others looked for costumes like procrastinators. We sat in the food court, sharing french fries and a chocolate milkshake. We kept taking pictures of each other doing random things.

"So you ready for operation GCFACION?" he said, dipping a fry into the shake.

"One-gross! And two-what the heck?" I said, using a plastic spoon to fish out the now salty part of the drink and waving it in his face.

He caught the end of the spoon in his mouth, then played tug of way for a minute, trying to annoy me, I think. "'Get candy from all creatures innocent or not' duh!"

"Oh, because that's a well known figure of speech," I said, snapping a picture of him hanging the spoon off his nose.

"I spent all of last night memorizing that," he said, brandishing the spoon at me. He scooped out a bit of the shake and waving it in front of me now. "Give me some credit."

I snapped at the spoon, but he kept pulling out of reach. "Okay, okay, it's clever, now give me chocolate."

He put the spoon in my mouth and I mimicked his antics, fighting for it. Until he took a picture.

"Em!" I whined, letting the spoon go.

"Al!" he mocked, showing me the picture. Okay, I'll admit, it was cute, if I do say so myself. "Back to my question, are you ready for maximum sugar-age?"

I laughed. "Oh, yeah. So ready." I looked at my phone scrolling through to delete some pictures so I could take more. When I looked up, Emmett had two fries up his nose. Guess what my new cell wallpaper is.

Friday night was the official Forks Halloween carnival. Emmett and I, as per tradition, went around to every booth. Twice. While Rosalie and Edward, dressed as a banana and Zorro (don't ask) joined the hay ride junkies, and while Bella and Jasper(Bonnie and Clyde-too cute!) played games, Emmett and I got as much candy as we possibly could. We filled our plastic bags, then ate as we went along. By the time we went on the last hay ride of the night, we were on a delightful sugar rush.

The itchy hay was highly annoying to my bare legs, and I was beginning to freeze in the night air. Emmett noticed this and pulled me into his lap, holding me off the hay and warming me up nicely. About halfway through, I began to fall into my 'hyper hangover,' getting sleepy from coming down from my sugar high. I nestled my head into his neck, inhaling his beautiful scent, as he piggy backed me back to the booth our parents were running(safety themed, go figure).

The dads were cleaning up the trash, getting ready to take the booth apart, while the moms were passing out candy to stragglers. The rest of the crew were just helping where needed.

"Boys, could you get the tool box and the twine from the cruiser?" Charlie asked, jerking his head toward his parking spot across the road.

Emmett put me down on banana-Rose's lap(she wasn't all that pleased by the sudden weight on her knees, but didn't shove me off like Bella would've), then jogged along with the other guys across the road. I watched sleepily as Emmett and Edward carried the large tool box between them, Jasper following with a large ring of twine swung over his arm.

There was a screeeeeeech of tires spinning on wet asphalt…

A/N: Please, no killing me. The next chapter will be up... IDK. I'm not on my laptop, where everything is in the files, and my wireless router is being mean to me. So... Yeah, probably no earlier than next Monday, sorry peoples. I feel terrible for these excuses I keep giving, but my life is kind of annoying. Teen-hood= not fun!

~Sidney