Alice Hightopp

Chapter 1 Waking up

Prologue

Alice woke up in a magical haze of tea parties and laughter. She always dreamt of him, taking her hand telling her how he felt about her. Oh how she wishes it was real. She always ikr to his voice, now that she had moved to underland and stayed with the white queen. She always ran out to him and his friends, as soon as he saw her he gave her that Hightopp smile; it made her feel so special. It was like it was made for her.

"Good morning Alice!" Tarrant said in an excited voice.
"Good morning." She tried not to blush.
"So Tarrant." Saying his name made her feel so special.
"How are you?"
"Better and better each time I see you."
He said quietly.
"I mean err yes very good."
He must of thought she didn't hear it, but she did. The shock sent a shiver down her spine. Did he feel the same way as her? She would never know. Until tonight.
She had it all planned out. She would knock on his door and tell him how she felt about him. She couldn't stop thinking about him. She was going mad herself, mad for the hatter. Whatever happened after that didn't matter she would kiss him. She couldn't help it, she has wanted to for such a long time.
She always imagined how it would feel, kissing the lips of a madman.
She sat there in a daze at his table, it must have been a long time because he found himself calling her name, like the times she did before. She looked up startled; he had a worried look on his face, his eyes lost a bit of light. She smiled and said she was alright, but inside she was so nervous of tonight outcome. She didn't know what to expect. She knew he was capable of some things but was one of them love?