*I obviously don't own Twilight. But I do own this. Haha! Please review. :)*

A/N: So here it is - the new story. I hope you like this just as much as you like Only Hope. :)

Emmett's POV

If I were the betting kind I bet you thought the easy life
Was the one you thought you'd live by
And all you had to do was decide
A swimming pool size
Well, you're right

"Well, you're right," I sang along to the last line of the verse. Finger Eleven is good, I told myself. I've had their album on my CD rack for as long as I could remember, and this is the first time I'd listened to them. I took a mental note of the title of this song 'Easy Life'; the song's lyrics are catchy and easy to remember; and it's stuck in my mind right now.

I heard a car approach my driveway and looked through the curtain. The boys are finally here.

"Turn down your radio, dude! We could hear your music even from two blocks away." Jacob burst as he jumped out of the car.

Jacob - always the one to complain. "Chill, man." I said out loud as I sprinted to my living room and turned down the volume. "You know the drill; everything's at the back." I shouted out.

The boys burst one after another to my house. Jacob was the first one, carrying a bag of barbeque to be grilled, followed by Edward and James with a bunch of DVDs to be watched. They all went straight ahead to the back of my house.

"Hey Emmett, where's the beer?" James called out.

I gathered cans of beer and dashed to my backyard. Jacob and Edward were already starting to grill the food, while James was lying on his back, getting a tan. I laughed at the sight of him.

"James." I called out.

He looked up and I tossed him a can of beer. "Thanks, dude. Anyway, I think you have a new neighbor." He said as he sat up. "I saw a car parked at the driveway of the then-empty house."

Oh, right – the new neighbor. Another mental note: drop by and say hi to your neighbor. "Yeah, I think she just moved yesterday."

Jacob had the look on his face – the one that says 'have you checked her out?'. "So your neighbor is a she. Have you met her?"

I shook my head. "No. but I think I'm gonna drop by later and say hi."

"Hey Ed, how's Bella?" James asked.

A smile instantly spread across Edward's face when he heard his fiancé's name. "She's fine. We're good."

"Everything's good and mushy between the two of you." Jacob snorted.

Edward shot him a glum look. "I'll tell Ness that you're being mean." He joked.

Jacob poked Edward with a tong at his arm. I enjoy banter moments like this. Edward, Jacob, James, and I, have been friends since we were kids. All four of us grew up here. We used to play together, do pranks together, and even go to school together. Now that we're grown ups, we still try to make time for our 'group' and spend time with each other for a whole day.

James Davis and I share the same passion for sports. We met at a local park when someone was trying to bully him when we were kids, and I warded off the petulant bully. We became instant friends. He's now happily married to his wife, Victoria, who is a very tough chick.

The smallest and the lankiest among us is Edward Masen. Well, he's not that small, per se; James, Jacob and I just happen to be bulky and big guys. We used to tease him as a 'geek' when we were in high school because he was the smartest and when it comes to girls, he was so aloof. Then came along his fiancé, Bella Swan. He's now working at his father's hospital.

And last but not the least, the closest to me, is Jacob Black. Having almost the same body build, we always wrestle with each other. We were also together in our high school football team, and when it comes to problems, I could always count on him. He started to become a little mellow when he met Bella's sister, Renesmee, who prefers to be called Nessie.

"Before I forget," Edward said as he started on the new batch of barbecues, "Our batch is going to have a reunion next next month."

James scoffed. "There's two more months. What's the rush?"

"Well, Mr. Banner told me to say it to you so you could make it." Edward said with a shrug. "And Mr. Banner said he wants all of us to be there and bring dates or wives, if we already have one."

"Date? I won't have any problem with that." Jacob grinned. "Ness will be more than proud if I ask her to come with me."

And that's when all their eyes landed on me. "Who are you going to bring, Em?"

Yeah, who are you going to bring, Em? I asked myself. I'm not that into relationships – never were. All I do is hook up and have a couple of dates with one girl, and then go on to the next girl. I'm not a player…I just don't get too serious when it comes to girls.

"I don't know." I answered with a shrug. "I'll find one."

***

Rosalie's POV

I groaned and stuffed my head under my pillow. I've only had five hours of sleep until my neighbor started to play music too loud. It's just ten in the morning! Does he even realize that he has neighbors?

Knowing he wouldn't stop that music of his, I let out a sigh of defeat and dragged myself to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror – I look disgruntled with messy hair. I really need to get some sleep.

I took a bath to unwind and refresh my mind and slipped on a loose shirt and a pair of boxer shorts and went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee.

"Mmm…" I hushed as I felt my dog caress herself in between my legs. "Do you want some treats?" I asked her.

Dixie barked with enthusiasm and started to wag her tail. I took a sip from my cup of coffee and went to a cabinet and took out a box of her dog biscuits and gave her two pieces.

She munched it down in no time and then jerked her head to the window. A car parked in front of my loud neighbor's house.

"Turn down your radio, dude! We could hear your music even from two blocks away." A guy who got out of the car shouted.

"Thank you, whoever you are." I mumbled and a small smile escaped my lips when my neighbor turned down his music.

I've only caught a glimpse of my neighbor when I was unloading my stuff from my car when I got here yesterday morning. He was just going out of his house when I saw him. Honestly, I think he's too big and muscular; he's going to pass as a football quarterback.

The phone suddenly rang. I fumbled through the mess of papers that were scrambled over the phone. I really have to finish organizing my stuff in this house.

"Hello." I said as I answered the phone.

"Rose! How are things going there?" It's my brother, Jasper.

"Well, the place is still a bit of a mess; I haven't finished organizing and fixing my stuff yet." I mumbled.

Jasper let out a hearty laugh. "You were never a fan of cleaning." He teased. "So how are the people there?"

I cocked my head to the other side, and saw my loud neighbor's house through the window. I sighed. "I haven't met them yet; I just got here, Jazz."

"Okay, well, I think I have to hang up now. I'll call you later, okay? Take care of yourself, Rose."

"Okay. Take care of yourself, too." I said and then hung up.

I heaved a deep sigh and started to organize my journals, and my music ledgers. I stumbled on a letter from my ex-fiancé, and after taking a minute of deliberating if I should read it or not, I threw it on the trash can.

That was one reason why I moved here – to be far from my ex; another reason is this place is much closer to my new job. In short, I moved here to have a new beginning and put an end to my not-so-good life back in New York.

I just hope that everything will turn out right in this place.