A/N: I am a freaking writing machine! I wrote the last 3 chapters of You Belong With Me today and now I started this. I have no idea what's wrong with me. It's probably just that I have no idea what to do with myself since I have no more episodes of Lost to Watch until season 6 comes out on DVD. Anyway here it is.

(Just a note: The Italics will be Alice's Visions)

I glance out my window. This man is walking towards my driver's side window. He's wearing worn clothes that appeared as if at one time they were quite valuable. He knocks on my window. Upon closer examination I notice that who I originally thought was a man of twenty-five years of age couldn't be more than eighteen nineteen at best. He was gorgeous. He knocks on my window. I open it of course. I don't want the glass to obstruct my view of this beautiful boy.

He leans into my window and puts a gun to my head. "Don't make a sound." He has a beautiful voice. I could listen to it for hours. "Get out of the car and give me the keys. Then you're going to go in that store and I'm going to drive away. Understand?" He asks.

"Yes I understand." I hear myself say. I'm not afraid.

"Good now get out of the car." He says.

"No" I say.

Only seconds pass. What took minutes in the vision only takes a millisecond in real life. The whole thing is very weird. What you see on TV is very different from the real thing. I always hated That's So Raven because they got it all wrong. When I have a vision it's like I just remembered something. I should have kept my mouth shut when I was younger. If I had never told my mother that Raven's visions weren't like the ones I had then I probably wouldn't even be in this situation.

What's the situation? You might ask. My parents are tired of me "pretending" to have visions. I should have just went along with it when they told me to quit lying about the visions. But no, I just had to defend myself and say that I wasn't pretending and that they were real. Well that was just what they needed to hear.

This morning they told me that I was going to be going to a nice place where the doctors could make my visions go away. The truth is I almost went along with it. I hate my visions. They're a pain in the ass. If I thought for a second that the doctors at the psychiatric center could make my visions go away then I would be all for it. The problem is I'm not schizophrenic. I'm quite sane.

Well I used to think I was. Now I'm not so sure. Why do you doubt your sanity? First off I'm talking to no one. Secondly, I'm on my way to park avenue to see some beautiful boy who plans on stealing my car.

Why are you doing that Alice? Well, mainly because he's the most gorgeous creature I've ever seen. Secondly, I'm not exactly an expert at running from the police. So I'm thinking that if he's going to steal my car then he must have more knowledge than I do. So I'm going to ask him to mentor me in the ways of being a criminal. Hopefully he won't find that offensive. If he does I hope he'll make my death quick and painless.

a/n: Just a quick little chapter. Tell me what you think.