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Black Night

This is my version of New Moon from Alice's point of view. I hope you like it!! disclaimer: unfortunately, i don't own anything. *sigh* all characters/plot/awesomeness are stephenie's. cuz she's WAYY awesomer than i am :D i did use the dialogue that she wrote, though, so that's hers. except for when Bella's not around. thats what i wrote.


1. Wasting Time

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Bella would be unreasonable. I knew that. I also knew that I would set everything up jsut right so she couldn't back out at the last mminute, or return any presents. But Bella would still be unreasonable. If only she would get over her idiotic phobia of recieving things, and getting all dressed up. I sighed, leaning back against Edward's Volvo. My brother chuckled at what I'd been thinking about. I grinned back, thinking ahead to the party, and toying with the wrapped box in my hands. Bella pulled up in her old, noisy truck just then, a slightly worried grimace on her face. She half-smiled when she saw Edward, and then frowned again when she saw the little present in my hands. Grumbling to herself, she got out of the truck, slammed the door, and walked towards us at a pace that was slow even for humans. Impatient, I met her halfway.

"Happy birthday, Bella!"

She looked embarrassed. "Shh!" she hissed at me.

Whatever. She'd known that I would want to celebrate her birthday, especially since we didn't have them anymore. Not that I'd ever done anything special for my birthdays before...anyway, Bella would have to accept that presents, attention, and a party were completely unavoidable.

"Do you want to open your present now or later?" We started walking back to the Volvo.

She glared at me. "No presents."

Oh, well. "Okay...later, then. Did you like the scrapbook your mom sent you? And the camera from Charlie?"

Bella sighed. "Yeah. They're great." Way to layer on the fake enthusiasm, Bella.

"I think it's a nice idea. You're only a senior once. Might as well document the experience."

"How many times have you been a senior?"

"That's different."

We got to the Volvo and Edward then, and they had a moment. Watching them reminded me of Jasper, who was pretending to have graduated high school with Rose and Emmett. Those two were in Africa, hitting the big game. Jazz was still in town, but I wouldn't get to see him all day while I was at school. School. It's not like I needed it, having gone to a few Ivy League colleges. Stupid high school.

"I am not allowed to wish you a happy birthday, is that correct?" asked Edward, teasingly.

"Yes. That is correct." Bella tried and failed to mimic his voice.

"Just checking. You might have changed your mind. Most people seem to enjoy things like birthdays and gifts."

Ha. Ha. Ha. Bella was SO not like most people in SO many ways, this whole phobia thing being one of them. The vampire boyfriend was another big difference, too. I laughed, thinking of how wierd Bella was. If only she were normal, I thought, echoing my earlier musings.

"Of course you'll enjoy it. Everyone is supposed to be nice to you today and give you your way, Bella. What's the worst that could happen?" I knew, of course, that the birthday-phobia revolved around getting older. I also knew that Edward was strongly opposed to anything involving halting that process. He grimaced.

"Getting older," Bella responded dryly.

"Eighteen isn't very old." I could see that Edward was uncomfortable, so I tried to keep the mood light. It didn't work so well without Jazz here, though. "Don't women usually wait until they're twenty-nine to get upset over birthdays?"

"It's older than Edward," Bella mumbled. Edward sighed beside her. Yeah, Jazz was definately better at calming people down than I was.

"Technically," I said. He was 110. How, pray tell, was eighteen older than 110? Even if he was frozen at seventeen... "Just by one little year, though." Edward threw a wary glance at me, and I knew not to press the matter further. My mind raced ahead, planning for the party. Rose and Emmett would be at the house by lunch-if circumstances were ideal; there were a few unmade outside decisions that would affect their arrival time- and I had some last-minute setup to finish. "What time will you be at the house?"

Bella looked disappointed. "I didn't know I had plans to be there." Grrr.

"Oh, be fair, Bella! You aren't going to ruin all our fun like that, are you?"

"I thought my birthday was about what I want." Her tone was belligerent.

"I'll get her from Charlie's right after school." At least Edward was being helpful. I laughed gleefully inside my head. Bella had no excuse not to come. I had seen that she would try to use work to get herself out of the party.

"I have to work," Bella protested. When would she realize it was futile?

"You don't, actually." I smiled, proud of myself. "I already spoke to Mrs. Newton about it. She's trading your shifts. She said to tell you 'Happy Birthday'." Ha! Called it! Edward suppressed a smile.

"I- I still can't come over," Bella stammered, trying to think of more excuses. "I, well, I haven't watched Romeo and Juliet yet for English."

Puh-leeze. "You have Romeo and Juliet memorized."

"But Mr. Berty said we needed to see it performed to fully appreciate it- that's how Shakespeare intended it to be presented."

Why did she insist on doing this to me?! I would drag her to the house by her hair if that were what it took. Edward rolled his eyes.

"You've already seen the movie," I said accusingly.

"But not the nineteen-sixties version. Mr. Berty said it was the best."

Bella! Stop!! Shut up!!! "This can be easy, or this can be hard, Bella, but one way or the other-"

Edward stopped me mid-sentence. "Relax, Alice. If Bella wants to watch a movie, then she can. It's her birthday."

Bella obviously thought she was getting her way. "So there."

Edward! What are you doing? I thought.

"I'll bring her over around seven," he continued. "That will give you more time to set up."

I laughed. "Sounds good. See you tonight, Bella. It'll be fun, you'll see." Thanks, Edward, I added silently, leaning over to peck Bella's cheek. She was still being grumpy about going tonight, and I laughed at her over my shoulder as I went to my first period math class. Bella would get over it.

The rest of the day passed relatively quickly. Edward went with Bella, and I drove his Volvo home. Rose and Emmett had just arrived. Emmett was excited, but Rosalie was grumpy. I sighed and went to find Jasper. He was always so much better at fielding conflict than I was.