Rosalie POV
"Remind me again just why I said I'd move back to Seattle, Jazz... and WHEN I said it."
"Come on Rose, you have to get over it sometime..." Jazz trailed off. The only reason I was even having this conversation with my happy-go-lucky twin was because I got an interesting voice mail message from our mother exclaiming how happy and excited she was because I was moving back to Seattle. As far as I was aware I'd never said I was leaving the sun and shops of lovely L.A. and I had absolutely no intention of doing so even just for a weekend visit, just to go back to cold, wet, boring Seattle.
"NO Jazz, tell me when I said it." I pressed Jasper for an answer to my question that he was obviously avoiding.
"Well... Hey, Rose... do you remember that time when we were five and I told you that if you jumped out the back window of the house you'd be absolutely fine? I was right wasn't I?" Jazz changed the subject yet again.
"Yeah, would that be the time I ended up with five stitches, or fifteen? You quickly revised your story so it sounded as if you'd only said I wouldn't die. You played that trick on me twice, Jazz, and I was foolish enough to fall for it. NOW if you would please stop avoiding the question?" I always had an answer for everything.
"Oh, OK then... It was two nights ago, 'bout three on the morning, you shouted down the phone you were coming home and that you'd be here in a week" Jasper rushed through what he said so I had him repeat it slowly... twice.
Two nights ago? I don't remember that... Of course, two nights ago my best friends Holly and Liffey (another set of twins) had had their 25th birthday party... I can't exactly remember much about it except I got... hammered.
"Rose? Rosie? You still there? HELLLOOOOOO?"
"What? I'm right here!" I screeched into the phone hoping he got the message.
"Oh, right. So... You coming home or what?" Jazz was now bugging me for an answer.
"Umm... Or what?" I answered hopefully.
"Oh come on Rose, just for a bit... I'll keep Mum out of your hair... Alice needs a new shopping partner... Please?" Jasper was now trying to get me to change my mind by playing on one of my favourite hobbies; shopping... it wasn't working.
"You know what? You should come down here, and Alice. I still haven't met her so I need to see if she meets the whole twin approval... Tell her there are SO many more shops here..." I was practically begging now and using my newfound knowledge about my brothers' girlfriend's favourite hobby... so we had something in common... I wonder if she's pretty?
"Rosie... what happened back then... you know it would never happen again, don't you? You know he left? AND we have a restraining order on him... he can't touch you, ever. Please, come home, even just for a week... It's been too long since I saw you last... Please? If you came here you could really get to know Alice and I know she'll get your approval – she only does designer..." Great, now Jasper was begging.
"I just... Not right now, Jazz, Everything's really busy at work-"
"Rose, you OWN the garage, you can close it for a week of you want to." Jazz interrupted me.
Yeah, IF I wanted to... I thought sourly.
"Yeah, but... I'm fully booked for the next month...Loads of people have booked in... I keep getting recommended by people to their friends..." I trailed off, my excuse was weak.
"Yeah, I know your business is doing well Rose, you don't need to brag about it."Jazz said sounding slightly annoyed
"I'm not bragging I was simply stating-"Jazz interrupted with: "See you next week Rose." He said as he put the phone down. Great. No doubt Jasper has put the phone down to me and started to call our mother to let her know the happy news. That's just brilliant. I'm just really not ready to go back to Seattle... Oh well, Jazz won't let me get out of it... looks like I'm going back after all... Where's my laptop? I'd better check for flights...
So... what did ya think? Please Review... I don't mind constructive criticism....
P.S. any American readers: I'm from England so my spelling might seem a bit strange...
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