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Chapter 18- Private Conversations
EDWARDS POV
I shook my head; I couldn't believe that that Alice had given me this.
Number 17- While walking around alone, pretend to have a serious conversation with someone. Gossip, and point.
I couldn't believe this, Alice's lists were getting more and more ridiculous, seriously. I started walking, wanting to get this over with.
I bent my head towards one side, as if I was looking at someone, and started moving my mouth, as if I were talking. I was even making hand guestures, as Alice had suggested before I left.
I passed a pair of old ladies, and I pointed at them, put a hand in front of my mouth, and pretended to laugh. They looked at me really strangely, and then sped up. God, I was going to kill Alice.
I passed some other people, and continued doing the same thing. That is, until I saw Tag, trailed by two other guys and some strange girl. He seemed smug, and he was thinking about him being a knight in the girl's dream. So weird.
"Excuse me, but I am going to have to ask you to leave, you and your friends are not conducting the behavior that we expect in Wal Mart." Tag said, his voice squeaky, yet proud. What was wrong with him?
"Ok." I said simply.
"Really?" He asked, surprised.
"Why not, in fact, why don't you escort me out your self, to make sure I don't cause any trouble?" I asked, grinning. Tag looked flustered for a moment, before nodding, and pointing towards the door.
I didn't really know why this was so funny, but I kept laughing. Tag kept looking at me strange, and glancing back at his friends. I grinned again.
He was now thinking that I was pulling some prank on him. He pictured a bucket full of paint falling on his head, and string tripping him. Actually, that was a good idea… I ducked behind a shelf and quickly grabbed some sting, ran at full speed and tied it to the door.
I went back and appeared in front of Tag, who looked very flustered. I just smiled and walked toward the door I had tied the string to.
I stepped over it, and turned around and watched as Tag fell over and hit his head on the floor. I guess I was filling a little mean, because I let out a bark like laugh. I heard some from laughs from behind me, Jasper and Rosalie were outside. Wait, why were they outside?
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