It all started with that week. The one week out of my 10 years of existence that would change my life completely. The week I became, as my father would say, a woman. Even though grandpa said I was a "woman" 2 years ago, I have the body and mind of a 17 year old. Moreover, the week Jake would become a "dead dog." This week is Alice's fault.

As I was lying in bed listening to my new cd Jacob made for me, I could sense something was going to happen, something Alice related. My favorite little aunt had been quite all day. I had barely seen her at all. This had me worried.

I would know what was happening, but dad decided I needed to be grounded. I did not do anything! Yesterday, while Jake and I were hanging out in my room, dad rudely came in and pulled Jacob out of the room by his shirt collar. Jacob looked scared. Dad looked mad. I tried to listen in on there "one-way" conversation, but all I could hear was dad yelling about my tank top and my skirt. Then something about Jacob's mind being in the gutter. That puzzled me. Why is Jake's mind in the gutter? What was he thinking about?

Suddenly I hear a low growl. Crap dad was listening to my thoughts. He stormed in and started growling more at me. Wow dad was pissed. He muttered something about a dumb dog and me being grounded and then he left.

"Nessi?" Jacob muttered. He looked pretty guilty. "Yeah Jake?" his look continued to puzzle me. He kept staring around my room. Never meeting my gaze.

After a pause that seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke again "uuuuuummmmm…nothing uuuuhh I got to go" he ran to the window, and jumped out and onto a tree. Dad growled again from the living room. What was up with him?

Before I could think anymore about what happened yesterday, Alice ran into my room giggling. The look of pure bliss on her face scared me. She quickly closed my door and danced over to my bed, giggling as she moved closer and closer to me.

"Guess what Nessi?" Alice sang. Oh my God. What did Alice do this time? "What Alice" I sang back. Alice started getting closer to me. Her giggling got lauder.

"Oh Nessi isn't it wonderful. I had a vision" Alice was bouncing up and down on my overly stuffed bed at this point. "Yes Alice that is wonderful," I said. This made her start giggling even more. It was obvious she did not notice my sarcasm, which was one of the best traits I inherited from my mother.

"Don't worry Nessi I have a plan and yes it will work." What was she talking about? Before I could ask, she leapt off my bed in one graceful bound and started heading for the door. As she left she muttered "Just wait for tomorrow."