WOOHOO! Ok, this is my very first fan fic. I actually got this idea from my friend.
Chapter 1: PIXY STIX!
I was bored.
And you really don't want Alice Cullen bored! I had been alone with Bella for twenty minutes and I was getting restless.
I lay on my stomach on our couch with my feet crossed in the air as I stared at Bella, who was reading a magazine.
"Bella, what do you look for in a guy?" I asked, causing Bella to stare at me, a blank expression on her face.
"Uh, Alice? I'm married. Married! And you're sorta freaking me out with that stare…" She broke off as I puffed out a gust of breath, getting a strand of hair out of my face.
"Oh ya. What would you say to getting a cat? OOH! And then we could use it as an experiment and transform it! It would be a vampire cat! OOH! I'd name it Fluffy." I started to ramble until Bella cut me off.
"Hi, yeah… Alice? You're bored, aren't you?" she asked, and sighed as I nodded. "Well why don't you go find something to do?"
"Fine then. I'll just go into the kitchen." I grumbled as I got up and shuffled toward our not- needed kitchen.
I shuffled in, mad at Bella for kicking me out. Our new kitchen wasn't… well... needed, but since Esme and I loved to decorate, we figured: hey. What the hell? Shops in Alaska are really cool!
So I searched through the cabinets, sighing rather loudly every time I opened a cabinet only to find it filled with, well, nothing, since we don't eat.
And then I saw it.
I remember every detail of that beautiful moment.
The box was colorful, with a weird guy standing on the front. Don't ask me how it got here, probably Emmett, stashing it here for some weird future prank. I looked at the label as I pulled out the beautiful box.
A label on the front said very clearly: Pixy Stix. I squealed and grabbed two out of the box. I ran to Bella's side, shoving one in her face.
"Eat. Now. Or die. Your choice." I said, and saw a hint of excitement in her eyes.
"Alice! Do you know what you've found?" She jumped off the couch and grabbed a "Pixy Stick", as it was supposedly called.
"Er, no, is it bad?" I asked, worried now.
"NO! Oh, god, I love these things. Their pure sugar. Whenever I had one-or more, usually more"- she cut short as she saw my look. "Ok, always more- I would get so hyper! Edward saw me in a rampage once, and told me that if he ever caught me- with you- with sugar, he would kill me. He called it a 'sugar high'. Aww, I don't think I should."
"Come on Bella, Esme and Carlisle are shopping- again- and Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Edward are hunting! They won't be back for a while!" I gave her a puppy dog look. " Pleeeease Bella?"
She nodded slowly, and I squealed and jumped up and down.
I quickly ripped the top of the package and poured it into my mouth. Bella did the same.
The next few hours were a blur…
"Wow," I stopped hunting the grizzly that was ahead of me and shivered. The other three walked to me.
"What is it, Emmett?" Edward asked, sarcastic interest in his tone.
"Dude, I just had the strangest feeling, like Alice and Bella are at our house going loopy because of a drastic overload of some form of sugar that none of us knew was in our kitchen cabinet." The other three looked at me like I was crazy. I thought I was crazy. Then we all doubled over in laughter.
"Ohmigosh!" I stopped looking at an adorable top and stared at Carlisle in shock. "We have to get home."
Carlisle jumped up. "Why?" He asked, but very glad to get out of shopping.
"I don't know," I said. "BUT MY ESME SENSES ARE TINGLING! TO THE MERCEDES!"
"Darling, please, just say that you think something is wrong." Carlisle said, putting his hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off.
"NEVER! I REPEAT: TO THE MERCEDES!" Carlisle sighed and followed me out of the store, after stopping to pay for the top, of course.
Well… Yeah. Haha. Review! :)