(A/N: Just so you know, the title of the chapter will be the name of the song I think fits it best.)

Bella POV

"Ally, Em, we need to get going!" I called after my two best friends, leaning over to the drivers side to honk the horn to get them to move quicker. I saw my tiny best friend come walking out of her house, with Emmett trailing behind her, arms loaded with tons of large designer suitcases. I shook my head. Only Alice.

"Jeez, Alice. I told you to only pack the essentials. We are going to have most of our stuff FedEx'ed to us." I told her as I popped the trunk to try and put as much of her luggage in there as possible.

Emmett walked briskly over the trunk, barely even noticing the weight of the suitcases in his arms, they weighed nothing compared to what he could lift with his absurdly huge muscles.

"Bella, don't be silly! This is all very necessary. And this isn't even half of my stuff. Most of it is get shipped over to the hotel later this week." I rolled my eyes at my pixie-like best friend. I love her but she could be so absurd sometimes.

Emmett finished stuffing all of her suitcases into the truck, not even breaking a sweat. He slammed the trunk closed and smiled at us.

"Are we ready to get going?" He asked while he rubbed his hands together in anticipation. For some reason that I nor Alice could ever understand, the boy loved a good road trip. We nodded and I slipped into the front seat, while Alice slid gracefully into the backseat and Emmett jumped behind the wheel. I rolled his eyes at his eagerness.

We zoomed past house after house on our way to the freeway. California here we come! We got onto the free-way and started to go even faster. I was used to the speed, both Emmett and Alice loved to drive fast, while I liked to stick to the speed limit. Which is why one of them always drove. My speed drove them both insane.

"Want to listen to some tunes?" Emmett asked excitedly already reaching for the dial on his huge, red, jeep. He turned on the radio and Cyclone by Baby Bash came blasting through the large speakers. I laughed and we all sang along, knowing all the words to this song. Whenever it said She moves her body like a cyclone Alice and I would move our bodies in a circular motion in our seats.

For the next few hours we zoomed down the free-way laughing and singing the songs on the radio. It was getting dark, so we decided to get off at the next stop and see if we could find a place to crash for the night, and a decent restaurant to eat at, we were all starving.

A few miles later, we pulled off the free-way seeing a sign for a Motel 6. Well, it wasn't a five-star hotel, but it was getting pretty late and it was only for one night. We pulled into the motels' parking lot and headed into the lobby. There was a lady behind the desk, maybe in her mid- thirties. As we approached the counter, she warily looked up from the magazine that she was reading. When she saw Emmett her eyes got huge and she slammed her magazine down and gave us her full attention. I quickly glanced at her name tag. It said Monica.

"Hi, Monica, my friends and I would like a room with two double beds in it" Emmett said. The woman nodded and turned to punch a few things into her computer.

"Here is your room key. And if you need anything at all, just call." She smiled and glanced up through her eyes lashes, in what I was suspecting was supposed to be a sexy grin. I shuddered and Emmett leaned away from her disgusted. He slipped the key into his hand along with a little white piece of paper. Alice and I looked at each other. Had she seriously just done that? Emmett quickly thanked her, and practically ran back to the car, only pausing to throw the little white piece of paper, that the manager had written her number on, in the trash. Alice and I both laughed as Emmett practically gagged.

We brought a few of our suitcases up to the room so we would have pajamas and fresh clothes for the morning. I sighed as I stretched my arms over my head and fell back onto one of the double beds, waiting for Alice to finish up in the bathroom, so I could take a shower.

I watched the TV screen as Emmett flipped through the channels, finally settling on a baseball game. I rolled my eyes, men. The bathroom door opened and Alice came out, with a towel wrapped around her head, dressed in her plaid pink pajama shorts and a pink tank top. I grabbed my toiletries bag and headed into the still steamy bathroom.

I undressed and turned on the shower. I grabbed my razor, body wash, shampoo, and washcloth as I waited for the shower to warm up, then jumped in. I sighed as I stood under the hot water. I closed my eyes as I felt the water run through my hair and down my back. I reached down to the shower floor and grabbed my favorite strawberry shampoo. I rubbed it into my scalp, loving the sensation of the hot water on my skin. I finished washing my hair, shaved my legs, and washed my body then jumped out of the shower. I grabbed one of the towels and quickly dried myself off then stepped into my dark blue pajama shorts and a light blue tank top. I stepped out of the bathroom, still rubbing my hair dry with the towel.

I stopped short when I saw what had happened to the room while I was in the bathroom. There was open bags of chips everywhere and a couple of sodas, already open sitting on the nightstand between the two beds. On Emmett's bed there was a grocery bag that had tons of candy spilling out of it. But the weirdest part was that my two best friends had set up Alice's iHome, put her iPod in it and where listening to Soulja Boy, and doing the Soulja Boy dance in the middle of our room. When they saw that I had come out of the bathroom they looked over at me, my hand still frozen, holding onto the towel, my mouth hanging open in shock. What were they doing? They looked at each other, grinned then pulled me over to them and continued their dance. I laughed, and started to do the dance with them. When the song finished, looked over to Emmett and saw him spread out over his bed. His huge frame taking up the whole thing. I rolled my eyes and walked over to turn off the light. I crawled back into bed and drifted off to sleep. We all fell back onto our beds laughing hysterically. My friends were crazy. But one thing was for sure, you would never be bored! I sighed and crawled into bed, next to Alice. I

I felt myself being bounced up and down and up and down. I opened my eyes to see Emmett, sitting on his knees at the end of our bed jumping up and down.

"Emmett, what are you doing?" I asked, still not really awake.

"What does it look like I am doing?" Emmett asked as he continued to jump on his knees.

"Well, it looks like you are jumping on the bed, but I would like to know why."

"Because it's fun! Duh." Emmett said like it was totally obvious.

"Oh, of course. You are jumping on my bed at eight in the morning because it is fun. Why didn't I think of that?" I said as I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

I looked over to the other side of the be and noticed that Alice wasn't sitting right next to me. I looked at Em who had moved off my bed and was in the process of digging through his suitcase to find something to replace his fleece gray pajama pants with.

"Hey, Em, do you know where the pixie went?" Right as I finished my sentence, the bathroom door opened, and Alice came out fully dressed, with her hair and makeup for the day done. She had on designer skinny jeans, a lime green tank top under a baby blue tank top, and white flats. A very casual outfit for Alice.

"Never mind. I found her." I told Emmett.

"Hey, Bella. Nice to see you awake." Alice said and winked at me.

"What time did you get up Alice?" I asked confused. How long had everyone been awake before me? It was only eight.

"Since five." She answered as she walked passed me to put her pajamas and toiletries bag into her suitcase.

"Why did you wake up so early?" I asked and yawned. I defiantly wasn't a morning person. Alice on the other hand was always up at the crack of dawn.

"Well, I had to get ready. And Emmett wanted to get going bright and early. And you know I love waking up early." This girl was seriously wacko. Why would you wake up before ten unless absolutely necessary? I shrugged, grabbed my jeans, a dark blue short sleeved V neck t-shirt, a white tank top to go under said shirt, my white flip flops, toiletries bag, and headed into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

I came out of the bathroom fully dressed and found the room all cleaned up from our junk food party last night, and Emmett packing up his clothes. The two suitcases that Alice insisted on bringing up with her for last night were already packed up and were set by the door, waiting for Emmett to carry them out for her. I walked over to my open suitcase and put my dirty pajamas from last night in it along with my toiletries bag. I looked around the room to make sure that I wasn't forgetting anything. Convinced that I had everything I zipped up my suitcase and put it next to Alice's. A few seconds later Emmett zipped his bag up, then briskly walked over to our three suitcases, swung them up in his arms, like they weighed nothing, and walked out the door and put them in the trunk again. Alice and I followed close behind.

We all hopped back into our same seats as the day before, and pulled out of the motel parking lot, not having to go by the front desk to check out, since Alice had already taken care of that earlier today. I clicked on the radio right when we pulled back onto the freeway. If We Were a Movie by Hannah Montana came blasting through the speakers. Emmett's eyes got wide.

"Oh, my, gosh! I love this song! Turn it up!" Alice and I laughed at his enthusiasm, but turned up the radio and sung along, all of us knowing all the words. When the song came to an end, we all burst out laughing. Only the three of us would know all the words to a Hannah Montana song. We continued listening to the radio, laughing as more funny songs came on, us knowing all of them.

At about noon, we were all getting hungry, just realizing that we had skipped breakfast. We saw a sign for a McDonalds and we got off the freeway. We pulled into the Mickey D's parking lot and got out of the car. One of the worst things ever was having your car reek of fast food. That is why Emmett, Alice, and I always ate inside at fast food places.

We walked inside and looked at the menu hanging above the workers' heads. We quickly decided what we wanted. Emmett walked up to the cashier to order.

"Hi, I would like three Big Mac's, a large fries, and a large soda." He turned to look at us. "What do you guys want?" we rolled our eyes.

"I want a Big Mac and a medium soda." I told him.

"And I want a double cheeseburger." Alice said. For such a small person she had a huge appetite. The cashier punched some numbers into his computer.

"Your total will be seventeen eighty-one." we handed him the right change, then move over so other people could order while we waited for our food.

When the McDonald workers were done filling our trays up with our order, I picked my tray up and followed Emmett to the back of the restaurant where they had the character chairs. I rolled my eyes as Emmett eagerly sat down in the hamburglars' chair. I sat down in the French fry seat as Alice gracefully slid into the chicken with the pigtails' chair. We dug into our meals. I went to reach for a french fry, but noticed that I hadn't gotten any ketchup. I slapped myself on the forehead then headed over to the condiments table to grab some ketchup.

I grabbed the ketchup and started to walk back to the table, not really paying attention to where I was going. I bumped into something big and hard. I fell backwards, but before I could land on my butt, a pair of arms wrapped around me. I looked up to see a pair of brown eyes staring at me. I blushed, of course, and pulled away from the close embrace.

"Hi, my name is James." the man that I bumped into told me. He held out his hand for me to shake.

"Hi, my name is Bella." I said shaking his outstretched hand. I turned and headed back to my table and he followed after me. I sat down at my table and he sat down at the one right next to mine. Okay, that is weird… I thought.

We finished up at McDonalds and got back on the free-way. Before Emmett re-adjusted the review mirror, I got a glimpse of the person in the car behind us. It was James.

"Ok, not to freak anybody out or anything, but I think we are being followed." I said.

'What do you mean we are being followed?" Emmett demanded.

"Well, I accidentally bumped into this guy named James in McDonalds, and he followed me back to my seat, and sat down at the table right next to us. Now he is following us!" I said quickly.

"Weirdo, stalker, person." Emmett said under his breath. I looked in the backseat to see how Alice was doing and saw her turned around on her knees looking out the back window to get a glimpse of James.

"Ew, and he isn't even cute." Alice said disgusted. I had to laugh at that. Only Alice could be being followed by a stalker and comment on their appearance.

"I know how to get rid of the freak!" Emmett said suddenly. He swerved into the lane next to us, catching the people in that line totally off-guard, which resulted in them honking at us. Emmett didn't even seem to notice and kept cutting into the lanes until he was at the farthest right lane. He got off at the next exit, which was Duarte. I didn't know where that was but I shrugged. What good is a navigational system if you cant put it to the test every now and then? We swerved through the streets, going in no particular direction, our navigational system rerouting us every wrong turn we took.

"Alice, is he still following us?" Emmett asked keeping his eyes glued to the road ahead of us. Alice turned around in her seat to get a better view.

"Nope. The coast is clear." I sighed in relief. What a freak. We pulled over to the side of the road to put in our final destination on the navigational system. I typed in Embassy Suits, Arcadia, California. It said that we had about fifteen miles to go until we got there. Wow. Em was pretty good at picking which stops to get off at when trying to loose a stalker!

"So, are you guys excited or what?" I said.

"I know! How many kids are lucky enough to get go down to L.A. for the summer and see which boarding school they want to go to in the fall? And we get to stay down here until school starts!" Emmett said. It was so true. We were lucky. I mean how many kids' parents let them go on a road trip with their two best friends in Junior year to see which boarding school they want to be shipped off to in the fall? I am pretty sure not many. But all of our parents were pretty cool about that sort of stuff.

"Ok, so where do I turn again?" Emmett asked as he squinted at the green street signs. They really should think about putting lights right above the street signs. They are always so hard to see in the dark.

"We need to turn right…here." I said as we passed by the Macaroni Grill and the Souplantation. We turned into a large parking lot. I looked up and saw a pretty big hotel, at least fifteen stories high. Nice pick Em! We stepped out of the car and three young men in matching green uniforms hurried over to us. Emmett handed one of them the keys, while the other two hurried to the back, where Emmett had popped the trunk so they could get our monstrous amount of luggage onto the carts.

I could tell that Emmett was trying not to laugh as the bellboys struggled with one of Alice's suitcases. I rolled my eyes. He sometimes forgot that not all guys were freakishly strong.

We walked into the large, luxurious lobby to check in and put away our clothes. We were going to be staying here for a few weeks, so why not be comfortable?

"Hi, my name is Ashley. How can I help you?" A dark haired girl in her early twenties asked us, as we reached the front desk, looking up from her computer.

"Yes, my friends and I are here to check in." Emmett said, speaking for all f us.

"What is the last name?" Ashley asked.

"McCarty."

"Ah, yes here we are. You have a reservation for two conjoining suites, correct?" We nodded and she handed us four room keys. One for each of us and a spare. "Okay, your guys are in rooms 356 and 358. If you need anything please don't hesitate to tell us. I hope that you have a great stay with us here at the Embassy Suites."

We thanked her and headed for the elevator. The bellboys followed after us. Having to use three luggage carts, all pilled high with Alice's luggage.

We got up to our rooms, Alice and I sharing a room, with two bedrooms, and Emmett having his own, with one room. But since they had a door that connected them, it wasn't a big deal. It was kind of like expanding one of the rooms so we had twice the space. We unlocked the door to our room and went in, with the bellboys following us.

There was a little mini kitchen to the right of the door, with a medium sized fridge, a microwave, oven, and the rest of the kitchen essentials. They even had plates and cups in the cupboards! There was a dining room table across from the kitchen and a bar with three stools. We walked a little further into the suite to find a living room, with a pull out bed, and a large entertainment system. Then you turned to the left and went down a short hallway where there were two bedrooms across the hall from each other. Each of the rooms had a connecting master bathroom. Then at the very end of the hall, there was a door, that had to be unlocked from both sides to open. This was the door, that once we unlocked it, would allow us to walk back and forth between the rooms whenever we wanted to.

"Bella, can I have the bedroom on the right?" she asked and looked at me with her puppy dog eyes, that no one could resist, and she knew it.

"Sure, Alice." She squealed and ran into the bedroom on the right with the bellboys following her, probably happy to get rid of the weight.

I walked into my own room, looking around. There was a bed against the wall, it had brown bedding on it, with tan accents. The walls were a tan color that matched the bedding perfectly. There was a wooden dresser on the opposite wall, and two doors on the last wall. I walked over to the first one and opened it up. It was a huge closet. Ok, I defiantly won't have any issues with fitting my clothes in here! I laughed quietly to myself, and closed the closet door. I walked a few feet over and looked what was behind do number two.

I opened it and gasped. It was a huge bathroom. With white marble on practically every surface with gold handles on everything. There was a huge shower that head at least six showerhead and a Jacuzzi bathtub that could fit at least four people. There were four brown towels hanging up on the towel rack and a complementary Embassy Suites tan bathrobe hanging from the back of the door. Wow. This was really nice. I backed out of the bathroom, kind of scared to touch anything and closed the door with a soft click.

I turned around and saw the bell boys putting my four bags down on my bag. I dug into my pocket and pulled out five dollars for each of them. They thanked me, and headed out the door.

I put all of my stuff away in the closet and set of drawers in my room. I sat down on my bed, but soon grew bored.

"Hey Alice!" I yelled out the door.

"Ya?" she answered

"Want to go see if Emmett is done unpacking?"

"Sure! Just give me a second…" As she let her sentence trail off, she opened the door, grabbed me by the arm, and dragged me out the door and over to Emmett's suite. We didn't have a key to get in, and his door was locked, so we knocked.

The door swung open and Emmett pulled us in.

"Hey Em! Are you done packing yet? I am getting kind of hungry…" I trailed off, just realizing that I was starving.

"OH MY GOSH! I am sooooo hungry!" Emmett suddenly exclaimed, making Alice and I jump. "Oh, and I am done unpacking." Emmett added.

"Where do you guys want to go to dinner? We need to go to the grocery store tomorrow…" I said already making a mental shopping list.

"How about we go to the Souplantation that we saw on our way over here? We could walk if we wanted to, it is only a block or two away…" Alice trailed off.

"Sounds good!" We grabbed our cell phones and headed out the door. We walked out of the hotel, and started east, heading for the restaurant.

(A/N: How was it? Don't worry everyone else will come in later, and it will get MUCH more exciting. That is if you review. If you don't review, I will think that you hate the idea, me, and my story. So sad. So… REVIEW!)