Rosalie Hale-Cullen sometimes believed that high school was quite possibly the most boring institution ever devised. And it only seemed to get more boring by the decade. Of course, every now and then she'd learn something new, but really she'd heard it all before. So, she claimed she had to go to the bathroom where she decided she would slip out and go hunting. She was getting hungry and hearing the conversations of her fellow students were making her question her "vegetarian" diet. Most high school kids seemed closer to cattle in her opinion. Surely, no one would really miss them…
So, she quietly slipped out of the classroom. She realized Emmett (with whom she had most her classes) sipped out just after her. Was he hungry too or just…Oh, Emmett! Here? You naughty, naughty boy!
He wrapped his arms around her just as she got to the lockers then nuzzled her neck. She couldn't help it, she was putty in his hands. She pressed her lips fiercely against his, embraced him. The next thing she knew they were inside her locker, kissing each other all over each other's bodies. Their clothes were scattered around them. He pressed her up against the locker walls , sucked her breasts while she moaned in ecstasy.
"My turn." She said, then slipped onto her knees and took his cock into her mouth. He pressed up against the locker door, which then broke. They then fell out the locker, her mouth still, inexplicably, latched on to his cock. She practically spat it out. They looked around and realized that several students and teachers were staring at them. They were completely naked in the middle of the high school; of course everyone was staring at them. Rosalie, with the dignity she still had, picked up her clothes and threw Emmett his clothes. They both got dressed while everyone still stared.
…
"…And she was apparently giving him oral sex."
Carlisle held his head in his hands while the principal explained the latest debacle his adopted "children" had gotten into. Rosalie stared at her fingernails. Emmett just stared straight ahead. Carlisle pulled out a check book and wrote a check.
"This is for the damaged lockers." He said quietly. The principal took the check.
"So, they're not really related right?"
"No."
"And did you know they have a sexual relationship?"
"How could I not? They're both so flamboyant. This isn't the first time something like this has happened."
"Really?"
"They're still not allowed back at Wal-Mart…or K-Mart…or the public pool...or the museum..." He could go on, but he decided not to. The principal already looked queasy. They drove home in separate cars. Emmett and Rosalie looked rather sheepish as they followed Carlisle into their house. Edward, Jasper and Alice were seated in the living room, Edward at his piano. Edward had been playing, but stopped abruptly, shook his head at his disgraced siblings, then went back to playing (mainly to hide his giggling).
"Really?" Carlisle said. "Really? The school? You couldn't wait to get home? You had to do it right then and there at the damned school?"
"It's Emmett's fault!" Rosalie said pointing her finger.
"My fault? You were the one that put my dick in your mouth!"
"Oh, like you weren't begging for it!" Rosalie shouted back.
"Enough!" Carlisle roared. "Both of you, go to your room!"
Rosalie and Emmett shared a look, giggled, and then ran up to their shared bedroom.
"Stop!" Carlisle ordered. They did. "No, from now on, you're not allowed anywhere near a bed."
Edward groaned. "Why should we be punished for their misbehavior? I don't want the deviants defiling my piano."
"Too late." Muttered Rosalie. Edward paled more than usual as he got the mental image of what Rosalie and Emmett had done on his piano.
"Oh God that is disgusting!" He ran to go get some cleaner.
"They did it on my bed too." Alice complained. "I had to wash the sheets three times to get the scent out!"
"Oh like you and Jasper aren't way freakier than we are!" Protested Rosalie. "We all know why you and Jasper have rope burn!"
"At least we only do it in our bedroom!" Alice shot back. "You once did it at a public pool!"
"For the love of God will you people EVER let that go?!" Rosalie roared.
"There were children present!"
Jasper grinned at Emmett suddenly. "I bet you couldn't go a WEEK without sex."
"Could too!" Said Emmett.
"Wanna make a bet?" Jasper asked. Rosalie suddenly felt uncomfortable. She touched Emmett's shoulder.
"Let's not go crazy love."
"You're on!"
Damn it! Rosalie hated these stupid bets. And she knew Emmett wouldn't win this one.
"Me and Rosalie can totally go a week without sex! Right, Rosalie?"
Rosalie shifted her feet. "Y-yeah, sure we can."
"Me and Jasper can go on a hunting trip this week!"
"We just got back from one, remember?" Jasper said, grinning. "No cheating."
Emmett pursed his lips. "I'll have you know our relationship is not just based on sex."
It's not? Rosalie thought. Okay, it wasn't, but it was a big part of their relationship. Emmett was incredible in bed. Best she'd ever had. Alright, her first time wasn't much to go on, but…before the implications of that could send her into a depressive spiral she pinched herself. Normally, when she got depressed she had sex with Emmett. She also had sex with Emmett when she was happy and when she was angry. Especially when she was angry.
"What's the wager?" Jasper asked.
"Um…fifty-thousand bucks! I've been wanting a new car."
Alice jumped up and did a happy dance. "Yes! I'm getting a new wardrobe!"
Rosalie glared at her sister. "And what's that supposed to mean, Pixie?"
Alice rolled her eyes. "We all know Emmett has the self-control of a five year old with a candy bar and you can't control yourself around him."
"I can too!" Rosalie shot back. "I can totally go a week without having sex with Emmett!"
The corners of Carlisle's lips twitched. His children amused him at times like this.
"Alright, the bet is on." He declared. "Good luck you two."
…
"We can do this right?" Rosalie asked as they sat on the couch together.
"Totally." Emmett said.
"I mean what did we do before we had sex all the time?" Rosalie wondered.
"We talked." Emmett said. "And we hunted together."
"Oh, right! Right, we can do that." Rosalie said. "Well, not the hunting since everyone would think we were sneaking out to have sex, but we can talk."
They sat together in silence. Rosalie's lips trembled. What if our relationship really is all about sex?
"Emmett name three things you like about me."
"Your hair, your lips, your smile."
She gave his shoulder a hard smack. "Me, you moron! Not my body, me!"
"Ow!" He thought then smiled. "These aren't things I like about you, they're things I love. I love how tough you are, I love how nothing knocks you down for long, I love how kind you are even though few people get to see that."
"Except you." She said, smiling. Suddenly, their lips were inches away from each other.
"Ahem!"
They broke away. Carlisle had walked into the room and was behind the couch.
"The bet said nothing about kissing!" Emmett protested. Rosalie remembered something.
"Our car! Let's go work on that new mustang we got!"
"Oh, yeah!" Emmett agreed. They left the room and went into the garage. Emmett lifted up the car and Rosalie slid under it. She couldn't help but notice Emmett's muscles as they worked to hold up the car. Her face flushed.
This is going to be one hard week.