My day started off like any other. I woke up- too tired to my liking, and drank my cup of coffee. Alice brought back some muffins from her morning run- which we gladly ate together. I didn't understand why she needed to run every morning. It must be for the energy- because her figure is stick thin.

We chatted about last night, Alice was clearly ecstatic about the success. I thanked her for breakfast, and dreadfully made my way to the kitchen to do the dishes.

"Need any help with that?" Alice arrived by my side, a dish towel in her hands. She started grabbing the clean, wet dishes one by one, drying them swiftly and staking them.

"Thanks," I smiled as I placed another clean dish in the sink beside mine.

"I was thinking we should do something today- since our long weekend is ending tomorrow."

"I agree. What'd you have in mind?" I smiled, excited by the idea.

"What about going to a museum?" She asked.

"You want to go to a museum?" Okay…

"Yeah, why not, we haven't ever been to any of the museums here in New York. Can you imagine what we could be missing?" Alice and her crazy ideas… must be a new fancy.

"Okay, I'll go with you." I smiled as Alice jumped in contentment. "So which one are we going to?"

"What about the ICP?"

"What's ICP?"

"International Center of Photography," She grabbed a couple of plates and arranged them in the cupboards.

"That sounds interesting." I actually meant it too.

She turned around and grabbed a couple more dishes. "I'm so glad you agreed to do this with me. It's been a while since it's been just you and I."

"Yes, it has. I'm glad we're doing something together too." I started draining the water, and began helping Alice put the dishes away.

Small talk with Alice and I was effortless. There was nothing ever forced when we spoke to each other. That's one of the reasons Alice and I mesh so well together, we both like quiet- at the appropriate times. Of course Alice can get loud, but that's only likely at party and such.

We've been living here in this apartment for so long now. It saddens me to come to the fact that we might be separated. I know how lame that sounds, but Alice and I have been friends so long, and letting her go is heartbreaking.

But Edward has asked my hand in marriage, and I couldn't be happier. I know Alice is happy about it too- but it's most likely she's doing all this for us, because she knows it won't be long until I move out- and maybe she might move out too- maybe movie in with Jasper. This apartment might be on the market in a year from now… or maybe even months.

So I've come to the conclusion to learn to let it go. Obviously Alice and I are going to keep in touch- hey; we might even still be as tight as we are now.

Alice was strangely silent- probably thinking the same thing as I, so I embraced her in a hug. She clung onto me tightly, and sighed.

"I'll miss you." She sniffled.

"Alice, are you crying?" I felt my eyes water also.

"No…" She tried to cover her red puffy eyes.

"Alice," I chuckled, "You're my best friend, and I love you. I'll miss you so much."

"You don't need to say goodbye now."

"Oh, I'm not leaving yet. No doubt- we still have a GNO to do." I smiled, as she wiped her eyes dry. "Now go, let's get ready."

…

"Oh, look at this one!" Alice squealed, making everyone turn their heads. I almost forgot why I never came to museums in the first place- they're dead silent. It kind of freaks me out. "It's by Edward Steichen."

I took a look at the sepia photography. It was actually quite beautiful. I imagined Edward and I, going shopping for art to accessorize our new home with- and we'd see this one. I'd sigh at how lovely I think it is, and he'd smile his beautiful crooked smile at me, and buy it. I'd automatically object- but seeing as this is Edward- his gentleman side would take over and obviously he'd win.

Sigh…

"Bella," Alice was waving her hand in front of my eyes. "Are you dazing out?"

"No, - I mean… It's a very pretty picture." Yeah.

"Okay…" She looked at me as if I was psychotic. "Anyways, let's go over here!" She linked her arm through mine and skipped her away across the hall.

"Alice, I don't think you allowed to skip in here." I giggled, knowing Alice she didn't care.

"I know- but why not. It's not like I'm going to break..."

"Oh god,"

"OUCH!"

Three things had happened at that moment.

First: Alice hurt her hand- badly.

Second: The way she hurt her hand, was by swinging it uncontrollably around the air- causing it to whack down a photograph, and chipping its frame.

Third: We heard a security guard.

Alice and I, our faces turning pale white with panic, quickly ran out of the hall and out of the museum as fast as we could. We kept running until we found ourselves in front of a small café, approximately two blocks away from our prison.

"Holy crap- we could have died back there!" Alice started to giggle hysterically.

I soon followed along- knowing no security guards were after us. We laughed for a mere minute, when we decided to go into the café and settle down.

"I guess now we'll have to change our identity." She chuckled, sipping her tea.

"It's possible- they do have security cameras."

We took a second to ponder this- wondering if we did actually have to change our identities. I was the first to laugh at the idea.

"We should do this more often." Alice laughed.

"I'd feel sorry for the museums."

"Agreed," She sunk back into her seat, caring her cup with her.

"Where did you want to go to now?" I asked.

"Let's just go back to the apartment." She smiled and grabbed her purse.

I grabbed mine too-leaving behind a tip for the waitress. We exited the café and started walking home, our apartment not to far away.

Down a couple blocks- we arrived home. The two of us walked up each stair, finally reaching our front door. I took out my keys and opened the door to find…

"Congratulations!"