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Bella's POV

I grabbed one of the pillows that was strewn across Alice's bed and squeezed it tight. I still felt a bit anxious after the recent attacks and it was obvious Rosalie felt the same as she kept pacing about as Alice grinned menacingly.

"So they went for the easy, cliché, scare the girls as they watch the scary movies… but little do they know and are they preparing for a cunning plan devised but the evilest of girls…" She smiled slyly. I felt myself lean subconsciously towards her. "Girls, we need to hit them below the belt, we need to get them so bad that they'll think twice before crossing paths with us again, we-"

"Wait a sec Alice…" Rosalie interrupted. "When you say below the belt…" She smirked and poked her head out of the door to make sure nobody was listening. She then shut the door again and smiled darkly.

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Alice slammed the boot of her car and giggled mischievously as she skipped to the driver's side of the car. I rolled my eyes and slid into the back seat, next to more shopping bags from our little preparation outing. Alice knew she wasn't allowed to shop but when Rosalie and I left her outside, she started crying and rocking back and fourth. Apparently the police didn't take to kindly to having emotional wrecks causing havoc on the streets.

"They won't know what hit them…" Rosalie chuckled. I bit my lip and as I ruffled through a few of the bags that were falling onto my lap. I felt my cheeks burn as I saw them again, finding it just as embarrassing as I did shopping for it. I quickly threw the bag to the other side of the seat and looked out of the window for the rest of the journey. "We'll do this tomorrow when they won't be suspecting it…" She continued.

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"I really think I'm coming down with something… It won't work if I throw up!" I lied, trying to find any plausible excuse.

"Oh shut it Bella. You're doing it. Get over it and take it like a Cullen." Alice said, exasperated.

"But I'm a swan!"

"You're not that graceful…" Rosalie snorted.

"Not helping Rosalie!" Alice hissed. "Now get ready before I get you ready myself."

Alice turned the flush of pink in my cheeks as an agreement and handed me the two bags. I scurried away to her walk-in-robe which was probably bigger than her room to my shock. I gingerly fingered the lacy bra in my hands and I couldn't help it as my face set alight and colour spread across my cheeks. I quickly ripped off my clothing and switched my plain white bra for this embarrassingly saucy bra. Fire engine red. It had laces, ribbons and I cringed just looking at it. I refused to look in the mirror before I quickly threw on the new top Alice had bought me purposefully for my task to bring Edward down. I put on the stupid orange vest and walked out.

Once I walked outside of the wardrobe, Alice seemed to be adjusting something on Rosalie's shirt. Rosalie was wearing a pair of extremely tight leather pants and a tight shirt that definitely accentuated her amazing figure. I felt sorry for Emmett as I looked at her, she could probably manage to crack a few unsuspecting nuns and perhaps a few gay men in her outfit. I felt like I was violating her just by looking so I quickly turned my gaze towards Alice.

"There we go" She smiled as she took a step back and admired her handiwork. She turned to me and grinned. "I'm fitting the cameras on us all so we can keep this in evidence."

I nodded my head as she came closer to me and started pulling at my shirt. "This won't work…" She frowned and then suddenly as if a light flashed, she pulled out a box from her vanity and rummaged around before pulling out a hairpiece. She fiddled with some small wires and finally smugly smiled and slid it into my hair. "Perfect!"

"Okay, let's go ladies." Rosalie grinned as se flicked her blonde hair behind her exposed shoulders and sprayed herself with some perfume and pranced out of the room. Alice turned to me and sprayed mine and her own necks and followed Rosalie out.

I felt the butterflies churn in my stomach and I felt like folding over and just laying my head along the cool floorboards. I was suddenly grateful for the walking frame as I wouldn't be able to keep my balance. By the time I was halfway down the stairs I could see Rosalie creeping behind the sofa where Emmett sat and through the door.

"Emmy!" she called, "Can you help me outside with one of the cars?" Half of my mouth twisted up at the corners as he got up from his seat and walked straight out to his bait. Next was Alice's section. She crawled up next to Jasper and hugged his waist. Alice and Rosalie were both about to start their parts of the plan; I now had to find Edward.

"Where's Edward?" I asked Jasper as I walked past as he frowned at Alice.

"In the kitchen, he was finding some food for us so we could watch the game." I nodded and crept towards the kitchen, my breathing was beginning to become quite uneven and my hands felt clammy. It was as if I was preparing for a solo singing performance. I just had to breathe slowly and easily. I reached the door and took a second to regather myself. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing patterns. I had always been a terrible actress and I knew he wouldn't believe me for one second. I snapped my eyes open and pushed the door open with determination, I wouldn't fail Alice and Rosalie like this, I couldn't let the boys get away Scott free. They would pay.

Rosalie's POV

"What's up Rose? Usually you're good at these kinds of things…" Emmett shouted to me as he walked down the front stairs. I was leaning over the engine of the car, just as Emmett had watched Megan Fox do numerous times in Transformers. I knew my butt looked amazing in these pants, and I was vindicated as Emmett came into eye line with me. His jaw dropped and he blinked a few times too many. He stood frozen at the bottom of the stairs and I was beginning to wonder if he was going to start breathing again anytime soon. "abyf guh bihl lociy…" He chocked incoherently. I felt flattered by his mumblings and this increased my confidence. I looked up at him from underneath my lashes and pouted my lips with an angelically seductive confused look. He shook his head and rubbed his forehead before looking back to me. He spoke to me with closed eyes, "You 'kay?" he asked, his voice higher than his usually deep and masculine voice. I took a step away from the car and walked towards him, making sure to move my hips with extra potency.

"I'm fine… I just need these big muscles of yours to help me lift something for me…" I asked in a softly seductive voice as I placed my hand on his right bicep, I squeezed it and looked up at him, smiling sweetly. He was starting to lean towards me till he jumped forward towards the car. I remained standing where he had made his abrupt exit from and closed my eyes angrily, trying to regain my seductive charm.

"What's wrong exactly?" He asked from behind me. I bit my lip to contain the viciousness that would have spilled if I had opened my mouth.

"The stand won't come out; I was wondering if you could hold it while I work on the engine…" I replied in a sweet tone before I turned around and continued with my plan to break Emmett.

As I tinkered with the engine, delaying all of the simple steps so I had more time to work on Emmett, I occasionally looked up at him, who to my pleasure was still trying hard not to stare at me. I looked down at the engine, trying to think of something I could use to my advantage. I smiled as I saw it, sitting innocently there. I twisted the metal pipe a bit too far, releasing lots of dirty steam. I stood back and waved a hand in front of my face.

"It's so hot…" I complained at the steam, which in fact, wasn't that hot at all. I picked up the bottom of my top and wrapped it forward and tucked it around, forming a knot and revealing my bare stomach, the camera on it still set towards Emmett.

As I got back to work, I heard Emmett whimper and I presumed that it would be best to get him while he's down. I noticed my hands dark from oil, and I had an instant idea. I rubbed the back of my hand along my forehead, slightly dirtying it, knowing how he some reason loved my dirty with oil. I breathed out heavily and as I rubbed my hand on my chest and stomach, leaving the dark oil smearing onto my contrastingly pale skin and as it smeared, Emmett's eyes following every movement of my hand, his mouth parting slightly. It was just too easy with him… I closed my eyes and bit my lip. I exhaled heavily and before I knew it, Emmett's lips were pressed roughly on mine and I was pushed against the side of the car, Emmett wrapping his muscular body around me.

Still too easy…

Alice's POV

As I crawled into Jasper's side, I was on a mission, I was determined to bring him down; even if he was the one I promised I would never hurt. But this was a different scenario; it was hurt in another context. And he would be punished.

"Jasper…" I trailed off sweetly as I looked up to him. His arm was limply draped over my waist and for a second, as his face glared at me from his tall status, I truly believed that he didn't want me next to him. If it weren't for my presence in the room at the time of his assigned mission, I would be worrying and scrutinizing every action that could have caused his look.

"Yes Alice?" He spat which I took happily as I knew by his tone he was truly interested in what I had to say. As I thought about it, I mentally laughed at the peculiarity of our current relationship. I shook my head and returned my gaze back to Jasper.

"I think it's high time that I told you something…" I started off for dramatics. He rolled his eyes and nodded for me to continue. I cleared my throat for anticipation and blurted it out. "I have a crush on Mike Newton." I had the joy of seeing his eyes bulge quickly before he recomposed himself and smiled warmly at me.

"Wow Alice, that's great… I'm real happy for you." He grinned before pinching my chin and refocusing on the TV in front of him. My jaw dropped and the hurt that he was so understanding and quick to believe. I mean seriously, Mike Newton?!

Ugh, I think I just threw up in my mouth.

On impulse, I stood up and threw my arms to my sides, fists in balls.

"What do you mean you're happy for me?" I hissed. Crap, I've probably just blown this whole thing…

"I just always thought you two would make a cute couple someday…"He shrugged. I felt my face bunch up angrily and my lips trembling in anger.

"Great! So perhaps you could come with us on our date Monday night!" I smiled cockily.

"Can I bring Jessica then? We could do a double date or something..." He smiled angelically. My fingers twitched as I tried my damned best to think of something to reply to his suggestion.

"As long as you can provide your own transport… Mike doesn't know yet but he's gonna get lucky…" I winked evilly. I could see the disgust glint off of his eyes. Suddenly I was caught up in the tangles of my lies, the temptation of making him jealous felt like a current of adrenaline coursing through my body. My brain felt clearer than usual, as each response came instantly without a break of thought.

"Oh, no problem… I was going to take Jessica to a moonlit stroll on the beach… and then, well…" He trailed off suggestively with a wink. I gasped as that was what we did on one of our dates; he was using that, so I would use his weakness…

"Mike said he would teach me how to ride a motorbike!" I squealed. "Can you believe it?!" He had wanted so much to teach me to ride a motorbike but I always chickened out and argued about the disgrace of helmet hair.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly. "You mean ride a tricycle? Isn't that what he's upgraded to recently?" He laughed.

"Nope… I bought a complete leather outfit that I'm going to wear on his full blown motorbike."

"Well have fun with that, I guess meanwhile I might as well take Jess shopping… I'll be taking her to the grand opening of the little boutique that's opening on Reed Street, I know the owner so we'll be getting 75% discount." Bull's eye. He hit right on target. My whole body felt weak and I thought I was about to collapse.

"S-s-seventy five?" I whimpered. He nodded his head with a small smile.

"Well you have fun with your tricycle riding." He winked the final blow that made me fall to the ground. As my face lay against the cool floorboards, I realized that I should be stronger than this; I should be able to think of something that would cut him deep.

"We're secretly engaged." The words tumbled out of my mouth as my head rose from the ground. He looked at me with a panic stricken look on his face, finally cutting through his armor.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me… We're secretly engaged, we've been aware of our overwhelming emotions for each for awhile now. We kept it to the janitor's closet, sometimes we were a bit more open about our affections when you were away but I guess there's no keeping the truth from you now. He proposed last weekend… I told you I was shopping but we really went Texas. He was showing me the marvel of Houston... We're thinking about getting a place out there." I was really biting the bullet here, trying to cut out every part of Jasper that made him who he was and spiting it back in his face in the cover of the so-called love of my life, Mike Newton. "He's so amazing… oh and in bed…" I sighed and rolled my eyes into the back of my head. His face was like stone. I had pushed it too far and gone sort of crazy with the Mike Newton stories. I was about to give up and apologize when Jasper suddenly jumped up onto the sofa and started jumping up and down hysterically as if he were a child of four. "Jasper?! What are you doing?! Get down!" I screamed. He just looked at me with the biggest smile across his face.

"Oh Alice! I'm just so happy… I'm just going to have to jump all day!" He yelled in a high voice. He laughed joyously and my face fell into one of complete and utter shock. "O-M-G" He stopped suddenly and had his palms down. Did he just say OMG?! What's wrong with my Jasper?! Why is he acting so… me?! "We should have a party!" He squealed as he rolled his eyes into the back of his head and flicked his blonde hair. It was all too much; the air started filling my head in unstable amounts, causing everything to leave my mind apart from the one question that kept circling around. What the hell does he think he's doing? "But there's so much to do! I have to get Mike on the phone… Oh! And then we can get pink balloons everywhere and I have to wear my new shirt! And Oh My Gosh! We should get Puppies!" He squealed before jumping up and down again. He started giggling like an idiot and as he jumped down from the sofa he looked at me and grinned. He came a few steps closer so his face was right by mine and as my breathing settled, hoping he was about to quit his little charade, he whipped out his phone and yelled, "I have to call Jessica!" in my face. He ran past me and up the stairs, leaving me dazed and confused. I fell on a heap on the sofa, completely baffled about what to do.

What just happened?!


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