Why must money flow so freely???

[Bella Swan]

Alice dragged me to the next shop filled with innapropriate clothes. "ALICE!" I whined. She had already bought me thirty dresses and about ninety pairs of shirts and skirts. Alice suddenly pulled me then towards a restaurant, La Bella Italia. She skipped off to the bathroom to keep up the human pretense, and I bolted for the door. I ran down the street, and arrived at what I was looking for- a thrift store. I ran inside and looked at the rack of worn out jeans and tee shirts. I grabbed a pair of jeans that I knew would fit, as well as a comfortable fleece shirt. I pulled out my ten dollars and paid, then raced into their restroom and changed out of the bright pink skirt and tank top with heels Alice had forced me into. I pulled on my sneakers and ran back to the restaurant. Alice was sitting there, a big pout on her face and the waiter was there as well. I plopped down in my seat, and ordered the mushroom ravioli- again. When the waiter left, Alice turned to me, eyeing my casual clothes.

[Alice Cullen]

"So..." I said curiously. "What in the world are you WEARING?" I grimaced at her fleece shirt. Sometimes, I wonder what she thinks when she turns down my fabulous clothing. I looked down at my gray dress, black long-sleeved, chest length sweater, matching gray leggings and black shoes for a moment. I grinned down at my classic look. I finally looked up to meet eyes with a nervous Bella. I crossed my arms across my chest and smirked, awaiting her response.

[Bella Swan]

"Something...I like wearing...that's comfortable," I said, looking down at my shoes, blushing. Alice had a way of making people feel like when they didn't wear what she didn't want you to wear, you were at school standing naked in front of Emmett. Stupid guilt.

[Alice Cullen]

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." I sighed. Bella was unbelievably difficult with these things. I replaced my grimace with a smile as the waitress walked by and asked me if I was sure I wanted anything. I shook my head and declined, then after she walked away, I looked to Bella again. "Bella Swan, you should be so glad I am so tolerant with you on these things..."

[Bella Swan]

"You mean...you're going to let me wear it!!!!!!!!" I said, squeeing, multiple girls looking in my direction. I sighed and then smiled widely at Alice.

[Alice Cullen]

"This once," I said, my tone strict. "Don't think this is an all the time thing..."

[Bella Swan]

"Alright," I said, still joyous. The mushroom ravioli came then, and I ate it greedily. When I finished, I daintily cleaned up with my napkin, Alice left a hundred on the table, and we left. "So Alice...do you want to see a movie?" I asked, though I knew Alice had little patience for movies. Once it began, she knew what the ending was. "I hear umm....Bolt, 4 Christmases, and Twilight are out," I said, smiling at the last. The Volturi had only agreed not to kill Stephenie Meyer because she presented it as fiction, but the fact that it described our lives...of course, she had no idea that we actually existed. It had been a close one though. I sighed, awaiting Alice's reply.

[Alice Cullen]

"Eh," I muttered. "You pick." The only thing I could really do in the movies was the arcade, so I was up for that.

[Bella Swan]

" I dunno....let's just go and see what we can do," I said, not really caring. What I really wanted was to distract Alice from dragging me to another designer store.

[Alice Cullen]

"Alright," I said with a smile. "Whatever you say." I took Bella by the arm and started strolling down the street.

[Bella Swan]

I sighed in releif. This meant I didn't have to shop. We arrived, and I observed the playing titles. "I can't choose, what do you think Alice?" I asked.

[Alice Cullen]

"I've been curious about Twilight..." I smirked and raised my eyebrows. I laughed out loud.

[Bella Swan]

I giggled along with her. "It sounds fun. We can see if the actors portray us in our true glory!" I said, trying to make her laugh again. It worked. We then bought our tickets and walked into the dark theater.

[Alice Cullen]

"True," I said. We got some funny looks as we sat in our seats toward the middle of the theater. I leaned toward Bella and whispered. " Is there a reason that people are staring?"

[Bella Swan]

"No...it might just be...no clue," I said, shrugging and smiling at her. I watched as the previews started. It was ridiculous, some of them.