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A "Dazzling Game"

What if the tables were turned. What if Bella was the one doing the "dazzling"? Just a fun story that popped into my head. Please tell me what you think!!

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are the property of the talented Stephenie Meyer.

2. Preparations

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“Are you sure about this Alice?” I asked nervously.

“Yes Bella, would you stop worrying?” She had reassured me about a hundred times that everything would go off without a hitch. I still didn’t believe her. I was extremely nervous, and I knew that that nervousness would give me away.

“We went over this already; you know what you have to do. I promise you that this will work,” she grinned mischievously. Of course Alice would know; she always did.

“Fine,” I told her. There was no use fighting with her. She would end up winning no matter what. Then, Emmett walked into the room with a grin on his face.

“I just talked to Jasper, everything is set. They will be back around six tonight.” I glanced at the clock nervously; it read 12:54 pm. I only had five more hours until we put the plan into action.

“Okay,” Alice said. “We have to smooth out a few wrinkles before they get here.”

“Like what?” I asked nervous again.

“Like what you are going to wear,” she told me. She gave me don’t-you-dare-object-because-this-is-for-your-benefit look, so I didn’t protest. “Emmett, you can go off and do what you want now, I don’t need you at the moment.”

“Sweet,” he said. Then, he walked off in the general direction of the living room.

“Okay, let’s go,” Alice said to me. We were in the dining room. She started to leave to go upstairs but my feet wouldn’t move. She rolled her eyes then grabbed me by the arm and half dragged me up the stairs. When we got to her room, I saw that she had bags full of clothes covering her bed. My mouth was opened in an O shape.

“Those are yours,” she informed me. “Their not for tonight, but I thought that your wardrobe could use a little updating.” She had always thought that my wardrobe was, well lacking.

“These are for tonight.” She pulled out a bag from her closet and dumped it on her chair. I gasped. “Well, for later tonight,” she was grinning hugely. She looked proud of her work.

“Alice,” I said sternly. “What are you thinking?” I asked.

“I’m thinking that Edward will thoroughly enjoy this,” she told me. “Besides, you agreed to this remember?”

“I know, but Alice!”

“I thought that I told you that you were not aloud to object. So, just let me have the reigns. Okay?”

“Fine,” I gave in. “Then, what am I wearing now.” I was very interested to see what she was going to parade me around the house in, in front of her entire family. She went into her closet and pulled out yet another bag. She came over and pulled the contents out and held it out for me to inspect.

“Alice, it’s beautiful,” I told her, touching the shirt that she held up. It was simple yet very beautiful. I knew that it was going to be skin tight knowing what purpose it was going to serve. Then she held something else out for me to look at. It was a pair of skinny jeans; something, that for the life of me, I had never dared put on. They too were skin tight. This was going to be interesting.

“So, you like it?” She asked. She probably already knew the answer, but I would humor her anyway.

“Yes Alice, it is very nice,” I told her. I knew that no matter what I said, she would force me to wear the outfit.

“And for underneath it,” she started. She held up an extremely lacy, frilly bra and underwear set. That wasn’t the worst part though. The worst part was that they covered very little. I bit my bottom lip. How would I be able to do this? I was going to blush the whole night just because of the underwear I was going to wear.

“I don’t know Alice,” I said to her. I would have never agreed to do this if it meant torturing me too.

“Bella, you promised me. Besides this is for your revenge, is it not. I am merely equipping you with the tools to properly get back at Edward,” she said. She was very convincing.

“I guess you are right.” I had to get back at Edward somehow. And the only way I could think of doing that was beating him at his own game.

“Okay, let’s go talk to Emmett,” she said. She led me out of the room and downstairs to the living room. Emmett was sprawled on the couch channel surfing. There was never anything good on in the middle of the day.

“Oh hey guys, what’s up?” He asked. “Did Bella put up a fit when you showed her what you got her?”

“You saw that?” I asked.

“No, but knowing you, whatever Alice gave you, you would object to,” he chuckled.

“She put up a little bit of a fight, but I convinced her that I knew what I was doing,” she informed Emmett. “Anyway, do you have everything ready?” she asked.

“Yep, we will be here for the first part of the evening, but we all have plans for later tonight. Excluding you and Edward of course, Bella; you have entirely different plans.” I blushed deeply. I could not believe what I had gotten myself into.

“So what are your plans?” I asked. I was curious to know what there alibi was going to be for not being here tonight. They couldn’t say that they were going hunting. Most of them were out now, and Alice and Emmett’s eyes were an unclouded shade of gold.

“We are going to go to the movies. I have been promising Rosalie forever that I would take her out. And you know that what my Rosalie wants, my Rosalie gets,” he smiled. He really did love giving Rosalie everything that he ever dreamed of. I bet that Rosalie loved getting everything she ever wanted.

“Carlisle and Esme are going to go dancing,” Alice added. “And Jasper and I are going to go to Seattle. I haven’t gone on a proper shopping trip for myself in ages,” she finished.

“Didn’t you just go for me? I know that you had to have picked up a thing or two for yourself while you were out,” I said. I would never believe it if Alice didn’t just buy something that she liked.

“Yes, but I haven’t gone shopping for the season yet. It is getting slightly warmer out. Do you expect me to wear my clothes from spring?” She looked at me with a shocked face. It was the face that said you are a girl and even if you don’t shop all that much you should know that you can’t be caught dead in last seasons outfits.

“Of course not Alice, I would never want that to happen,” I said, pretending that she had just said the most dreadful thing ever.

“Exactly, I mean I just slaved over buying you a new wardrobe, I deserve something in return.”

“My point exactly,” I teased.

“Okay, enough,” she said, irritated that I wasn’t taking this matter seriously. “Let’s go get you ready.”

“Now,” I gulped.

“Yes, it is already 3:30. We only have two and a half hours to make you presentable.”

“Fine,” I said. “Let the torture begin.” She half dragged me out of the living room and up the stairs again.

“Have fun, you two!” Emmett yelled to us.

“Shut up, Emmett!” I yelled back. His laughter boomed in the living room. Alice was still dragging me into her room. She handed me my clothing and pushed me towards her bathroom.

“Go get cleaned up and put these on,” she instructed me. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I started to get nervous. What if this didn’t work? Well, now was no time to panic. Then, I reminded myself why I was doing this; to beat Edward at his own game. Who knows, this could be fun. I was much cheerier as I washed up. I was going to beat Edward. Even he had a few weaknesses.

I got out of the shower and got dressed in the clothing Alice had handed me. Then, I stood in front of the mirror to inspect myself. I almost gasped.

Alice had picked out a tank top that was Edward’s favorite color blue on me. It was embroidered on one side in silver. It hugged every single one of my curves, and even some that I didn’t know I had. The bra gave me more cleavage than I thought it was possible for me to have. The jeans looked awesome on me. They too hugged my curves in all of the right places. I actually looked, well pretty. I walked out of the bathroom so that Alice could look over me too.

She stared at me for a second, and then got an approving look on her face. “This may work better than I thought,” she said.