After Breaking Dawn...

After Breaking Dawn... Chapter 14

Woooho.(:

I figured her POV was better then anyone elses, at the moment, that is.

If you haven't already, go to my 'Whos Head Do You Want To Get Into? (Twilight: ABD) Upload, and tell me whos head you want to get into.

Its basically like voteing, whom ever's name is said the most times, will be the person whom point of view you will be reading from...

http://www.wattpad.com/313784-whos-head-do-you-want-to-get-into-twilight-abd

So, you can type someones name as many times as you want (rofl) and it'll count.

Message me, or comment that page.

Enjoy,

-Amber

CHAPTER 14: WHEN WILL IT END?

ALICE CULLEN

　

I stood there on the pink tile, starring at the rack, pondering the choices. Jazz was behind me, one arm wrapped around my waist, the other holding up a color choice.

I shifted my eyes to the color he held up, a light gold with red sparkles. I tilt my head to the left, getting a different angel at the texture. I smiled up at Jasper, whom had a triumphant smile of his own displayed proudly upon his ablaster colored face. "I think we need five-hundred bags in this color." I told him gingerly, he laughed aloud as he set the color down on the rack. I wiggled around in his arms, turning so that my face could lay on his chest. I felt his arms wrap around my waist and shoulders, soft and warm. I pressed my face into his cashmere sweater, taking in his scent before I pulled away. He smelt like vanilla, honey and cucumber, the way he smelt made me- "Alice, the way you're feeling isn't really appropriate for public, now is it?" Jasper chuckled, pulling me out of my fantasy. If I could've blushed, I would be the deepest shade of crimson. I pulled my face out of the security of his sweater, meeting his eyes. "Maybe later, then." I said giggling. He bent down the seventeen inch height difference, and kissed me softly on the lips. If my pulse could quicken, if I had one, it would be fast enough to break through my veins. He pulled away, a cocky smirk on his face, and nodded towards the table. "Shall we?" He suggested, and I jumped up and down. "We shall!" I squealed, sounding like a seductive, slutty five year old. Terrible comparison.

I intertwined my fingers in my one true loves, and skipped over to the counter, which was three inches taller then me. I frowned, discouraged. I felt Jazz's eyes on me, so I turned to look at him. He had one brow raised, looking at me curiously, sampling my mood, I guessed. I answered him by putting my left hand flat on my head, and running it straight into the counter, hitting my hand lightly. I heard him laugh, and I then felt his strong arms around my waist, holding me up so I could see over the counter. I giggled, smiling at him. He just shook his head, smiling back at me. I looked back to the counter, and tapped the bell on the desk with my finger. A tall (envious) black-haired, dark-skinned woman stepped out of the office, a smile on her face. "Welcome, what can we do for you?" She asked in a strong Jamacian accent. I re-situated myself in Jaspers arms, smiling all the while. "We need five-hundred of your fabric bags." I answered her, she nodded as she sat in the chair at the front desk, writing on a notepad. "What color?" she questioned me, "The gold with red." I answered her again, and she smiled up at me. "We have those in stock right now, would you like them now?" she said, and I smiled. I had already known that they had them in stock. I shot Jasper a quick glance, and he winked at me. "Sure." I answered the woman as I turned back to her.

　

After we had gotten all the boxes of bags (Ironic, boxes and bags.) loaded into the Range Rover, we had to go to this store in a mall that had some of the things I ordered for the gift bags. "Which way is it, Alice?" Jasper asked me impatiently, I smiled at him, "Left." I answered sweetly. He laughed a nervous, irritated laugh, but commenced walking left. "This is a pretty road. Is it cobblestone?" I asked, swinging the hands we'd interlocked back and fourth. "Yes, It is. There are bullet shell-casings in it, too. Tha'ts odd, I don't recall any fighting going on here..." Jasper began, going off on one of his military lectures about war. I had half my attention on the discussion, half of it on what else we needed for the party tonight. I realized the store I was looking for was called UPS, I don't know what that means..