One foggy, creepy morning in Forks, Washington, Edward awoke with a start. He looked to his left where his darling Rosalie was fast asleep. He chuckled softly to himself, she looked so beautiful with her long, blonde hair fanned around her face. He shook her gently and she awoke with a start and a panicked look in her eyes.
"Edward!" she gasped, "where the hell am I?"
"In my room, love," Edward smiled.
Rosalie sighed in disgust. "Again?" she asked rudely, "Edward, you know that I love Emmett more than anything in this world."
"I brought you here to ask you something. I stole you away while Emmett was asleep so that he wouldn't pulverize me," Edward explained, with a worried glance at the closed door. "And I know what you're thinking, 'yeah, yeah, get on with it, bo-ring,' but this has to wait…"
"Edward, I thought I told you not to read my mind," Rosalie groaned.
"Okay, my question is as follows," Edward said articulately, "Will you go to Six Flags with me today? I purchased two tickets at Shaws yesterday when I was buying casseroles."
"Why were you buying human food?" Rosalie said in disgust, "You know that we can't eat that shit anyways."
"I bought it for Bella, she still believes that I'm madly in love with her," Edward sighed.
"When are you going to dump her? I mean, come on, the longer you wait the harder it'll be on her weak human soul, anyways," Rosalie said, "Or you could just kill her," she mused.
"I'll deal with her later, now answer my question," Edward snapped, annoyed that Rosalie was trying to avoid answering.
"Fine, fine, I'll come. When are we going?" Rosalie asked.
"I thought that today would be nice," Edward grinned.
"Alright, let me go and tell Emmett that you and I are going," said Rosalie.
"NO!" Edward almost bellowed, "He'll want your ticket and try to kill you for it!"
"Edward, lighten up and let me handle this," Rosalie rolled her eyes. And with that, she left the room.
Later that morning…
Edward was waiting rather impatiently in his bedroom. He paced back and forth, always staring out of his huge window, towards the lake that he and Jasper had built themselves last summer.
Finally, after 12 grueling minutes, Rosalie returned. Edward put his arms out, in a gesture not unlike an embrace, but Rosalie ignored them and huffily told him that she had taken care of Emmett, and walked down the stairs.
In the driveway, Edward took her hand. When she tried to pull it away, Edward explained, "The amusement park is in New England, I don't want you getting lost. Let's go, I think that if we run we can make it there within the hour."
"Alright, lead the way, Prince Edward," Rosalie mocked.
Edward began to run. He loved the feeling of the wind blowing through his hair and his girl's hand in his. They rushed over mountains, through deserts, and underneath lakes. They galloped over bridges, over roofs, swam through pools and fought their way through river currents.
"Okay, we're here," Edward panted, pointing towards the gates of the grand amusement park.
"Are you serious? This can't be the closest Six Flags to Forks. We're in New England," Rosalie muttered darkly.
"Yeah… about that… these tickets were on sale," Edward lied, embarrassed of his mistake.
"And since when do you care about sales, Mr. Ferrari?" Rosalie joked, a smile brightening her face.
Edward, surprised by how quickly she forgave him, decided not to push her limits and lead her into the amusement park. As soon as they had entered the long line, his throat began to burn and he felt like he had been punched in the stomach.
"Edward, relax. Just think of how good Bella's blood smells to you… compared to that, I bet these people smell like swines," Rosalie chucked at the word "swine."
"You're right," Edward said. Inside, though, he cursed himself for ever coming.
Finally they were at the front of the line. Edward flashed the ticket-master his most charming smile and she became infatuated by his good looks. Rosalie growled at her and the woman snapped out of her trance, punching their tickets and stamping both their hands. Avoiding both their eyes, she pointed towards the even longer security line.
"FUCK!" Rosalie screeched, drawing the attention of passersby towards the two miffed, unnaturally beautiful vampires.
Because of Edward's super-senses, he could clearly hear a little boy asking his mother, "Is that Leonardo Dicaprio?"
The mother shushed the little boy, and winked sluggishly at Edward. He shuttered and turned away.
"Let's get in line, Rose," Edward used the nickname that he often heard his brothers and sister address Rosalie with.
"Fine," Rosalie rolled her eyes for what seemed like the millionth time today.
As they stood in line, an idea dawned on Edward. Shifting his eyes left and right, he swiftly and soundly strangled the woman in front of him. He smirked at Rosalie who caught on quickly, and the two of them were at the front of the line in a matter of 4 seconds.
The security guard was so wrapped up in conversation about the Red Sox with his fellow guard that he didn't notice the foul play, and let the two young vampires into the park without even sending them through the metal detector.
"That was easy, but let's not do that again," Edward chucked, loving the sweet taste he assumed was victory.
The two made their way towards Batman, the greatest ride in the park. Edward, trying hard to impress Rosalie, didn't make a peep throughout the twists and turns of the ride. Rosalie, on the other hand, was screaming and laughing. He had never seen her so happy.
Next, they rode what was called 'The Catapult,' a ride which, they agreed upon exiting, was like a metal death trap due to the harness which continued to constrict with every breath they took throughout the torturous minute.
After that ride, Rose and Edward were reluctant to ride anything else, but changed their minds once they spotted several dizzy tourists getting off of the Mind Eraser. Edward grabbed Rosalie by the hand and sprinted towards the green and pink contraption.
"This ride looks scary!" Rosalie said, trying to tug her hand from Edward's, not wanting to ride the Mind Eraser.
"Are you a chicken or a vampire?" it was Edward's turn to mock Rosalie on her fears. He rolled his eyes and laughed, continuing towards the ride.
On this ride, Rosalie screamed even more than she had on Batman, and Edward, frustrated, tore through his restraints and switched his seat to one in the empty row behind him.
While exiting the ride, Edward stopped with a start.
"What? What do you hear?" Rose asked, a fearful look in her eyes.
"The voz-morre," Edward muttered, listening intently to his thoughts.
"English, please?" Rosalie said rudely, frustrated that her brother could read minds and she couldn't.
"Those who are freshly dead can still think and 'speak' to the gifted around him," Edward said. In his head, he heard a chorus of high-pitched voices chanting, 'come ride Superman with us, Edward."
"No! Stop!" Edward cried, grabbing Rosalie's hand. Not knowing what the voices were telling Edward, she was heading towards the most popular ride in the park. "You're heading right towards the morre's trap!"
"Edward, this is creepy, let's go home," Rosalie looked about herself in fear.
And with that, the two sprinted back to their home, not once looking back.