By the way, Alice in the story as introduced in the first paragraph will be labelled as 'Jesse' to make it easier. So basically JESSE = ALICE
AND I KNOW THAT PHONES AND ELECTRONICS WERENT IN THAT TIME BUT THIS HAS A MODERN TWIST TO THE STORY.
Chapter Two: Lord Hightopp
Jesse was fine when she started living in Whitened - it was a weirdly quiet village for the main settlement of Underland and Jesse made her first week a quiet one. She felt herself missing her old friends which were ironic as she was home - back in her world. She would wake up every morning, freely and confident - making more key personality edits for the villagers to see and they varied as away from 'Alice' as possible. She now decided to call herself Jesse so that is how she would address herself.
Eight days after her arrival, Jesse woke up to a lot of horse hooves around the village, which was quite loud as she lived on the outskirts to the main village area. She could only guess what was happening: Lord Hightopp had decided to ask for payment. Jesse wasn't out of work though, two days after Glade had given her the house, she had offered a job at her art shop. Jesse liked the job, customers would come in and ask for portraits and in an hour of sitting in front of them with a paintbrush and card, Jesse would sell them the self portrait they wanted. She was a favourite in the village and had a key idea for detail; making her a familiar 'popular' face in the village.
She dressed herself properly, but this morning she had a plan. It was a good but sneaky plan. She must make sure she had the right amount of volume from her radio and that her plan went well. She dressed into her tight blue jeans and a red long sleeved but tight top. She washed her hair with a strawberry flavoured shampoo and sprayed herself with a cinnamon scented spray. She knew what she were to do. She had to show a lot of attention.
She dialled Glade to let her know she would be in later than usual and then she set off. She walked across the path towards the centre of the village. She sneaked behind a bush as she saw him; her hatter, but wearing the Red Queen's colours and aside a horse. He had a wild crazy look in his eyes and his lovely red hair had been hidden from view as he wore a horrific dark black beret. His familiar top hat was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh Hatter" she sighed to herself, was it her fault for leaving? But she decided to carry onto her plan. She strode out towards him and the guards around him. He was shouting orders to the villagers in his wild and crazy Scottish accented voice. She was behind him and cleared her throat. When he turned, she made a point of fluttering her eyes but not too much.
"Are yer neww to the vilarge?" he demanded, fire dancing in his eyes - an image that would haunt her. All the villagers watched her with bated breath.
"Would you be Mr Hightopp?" she asked in a timid voice. He grunted "Lord Hightopp, that's me." He emphasised on the Lord. She rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I'm new." she answered. There was a slight pause.
"Have yer any money?" he grunted, he could see down her top from her and noticing this, she stepped back slightly and nodded.
Disappointed in the lack of cleavage he could now see, he held his hand out.
But Jesse put on an innocently interested look and cocked her head sideways. "Where do I know that name...?" she asked herself, looking out of the corner of her eye. She put on her thinking expression and counted on her fingers and murmured words that no one could hear. She had managed to learn more of the Hightopps.
"You mean..." she said, looking back up at him who had an uneasy look on his face. "...You meant the Hightopps, who all sadly passed away several years ago?" she looked up at him and saw a part of the true Hatter of himself. She understood it at once - he'd been driven to madness in her absence. She had to hide her sad smile.
"Have yer gott yer money?" he half screamed at her, making her jump. She glowered in response and flounced off, throwing the money in his angered face. She then ran from the scene towards the field behind her house. She ran until she couldn't hear 'Lord Hightopp's voice yelling curses back after her and she could see the tea table. She would explore it another time and she needed to calm down.
Where has the Hatter I love gone? She screamed in her head. Is it all your fault that he went coo-coo? Why didn't you stay you stupid girl? Underland wouldn't be in the realm of chaos with the Red Queen if she'd remained put. She felt some tears fall down her cheeks but she wiped them away quickly.
She turned her radio on and put her CD in. She waited for the music to start and then she danced in time to the music as it played. People might of thought she was Futterwacking but she just dancing. She was listening to Katy Perry's Californian Gurls. She sang delightfully along.
I know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet and wild
There must be something in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Break their necks
Try'na to creep a little sneak peek
(at us)
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close
to the golden coast
Once you party with us
You'll be falling in love
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
California girls
We're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We'll melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
California girls
We're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
Sex on the beach
We don't mind sand in our stiletos
We freak
In my jeep
Snoop doggy dog on the stereo
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close
to the golden coast
Once you party with us
You'll be falling in love
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
California girls
We're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
will melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
California girls
We're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
Tone Tan
Fit and ready
Turn it up cause its gettin' heavy
Wild wild west coast
These are the girls I love the most
I mean the ones
I mean like shes the one
Kiss her
Touch her
Squeeze her buns
The girls a freak
She drives a jeep
In Laguna beach
I'm okay
I wont play
I love the bay
Just like I love LA
Venice beach
and Palm Springs
Summer time is everything
Homeboys
Hanging out
All that a-s
hanging out
Bikinis, tankinis, martinis
No weenies
Just the king and the queeny
Katy my lady
(yeah)
You looking here baby
(uh huh)
Im all up on you
Cause you representing California
(ohhh yeahh)
California girls
We're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
will melt your popsicle
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
California girls
We're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
(West coast, west coast)
Now put your hands up
Oooooh Oh Oooooh
California girls man
I wish they all could be
California girls
(Californiaaa)
I really wish
You all could be
California girls
She twirled as she sang happily and felt herself calming down. Her being concentrated on letting all her emotion out. She didn't reveal it by screaming instead she just waggled her hips and had a spring in her steps.
Unknown to her, a certain Lord watched her as she danced gobsmacked. He'd never seen anyone who could muster dancing like he could. He felt an urge of competition come upon him and stalked away: pissed off. Glade and the other villagers watched her as well and clappped when she finished.
Jesse chuckled and dramatically bowed and packed her radio up and walked back inside. Today was turning out just the way she planned.
Please review! This might be taking longer but as you guys know, my other story which im writting with my mate is on a slight hold as I begin this this story. this will be longer chapters by far (round this length) and I'm being careful. :) hehe