Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight... this is just me setting the characters by SM in crazy situations for fun..

Take It Easy, Make It Last by kysouza3123

Chapter 1 - same routine, different day

EMPOV

"Rose!" I yelled from our small kitchen. "I have your lunch packed. Come get it. I'm leaving now. Remember to lock the door this time. I don't want whatever little possessions we have to be stolen."

I heard her grumbling as she stepped out of our bedroom. "Alright, I heard you the first time you said that. I won't forget this time."

I smiled as I handed my wife her lunch bag that I put together for her.

She took it and peered inside. "Cheese sandwich again, Emmett? Can't we get something else? Like a chicken sub with some veggies? Maybe a slice of chocolate cake as well..." Rosalie trailed off.

I looked at her seriously. "Rose, you know we don't have enough money to buy more expensive food. Take what you get. A cheese sandwich is simple, easy, and cheap. And plus, I have a carton of orange juice for you in there along with a bag of cheese puffs."

Rosalie gagged. "Cheese puffs? That's what our snack of the week is?"

"If you don't want it, I'll take it." I said, rolling my eyes at her. She always complained that I never got 'good' snacks when grocery shopping for us. I never let her go grocery shopping because she would end up going over budget and buying unnecessary and expensive food items that would be gone in one day. I had to make our budget last the entire week. Otherwise, we'd be starving. She couldn't understand how tight money was for us at the moment.

"No," she shook her head. "There is no way you are taking my snack away from me. I'll eat it, even if the extra calories kill me."

I smirked as she spun around and went back to get her coat.

Both of us were leaving for our jobs. We both worked two jobs to help keep up with bills and the rent each month in our small little apartment. It was difficult, but we had to keep working hard.

During the day, I worked as an assistant manager of sorts at this athletic store. At night, I worked part time as a bartender for a popular club. I worked full time on weekends at the bar.

Rose was a cashier at a women's boutique during the week and worked at a bookstore on the weekends. We were both exhausted day after day, but the money helped keep us stay afloat. Without it, we were goners.

She and I were too proud to ask our parents for anything. When we decided to get married after high school, our parents refused to allow us to get married. We ran away and got married in Vegas. Rosalie wasn't too fond of this idea, but she wanted to get married badly. I loved her a lot, but the woman could drive me crazy at times. Rose would be considered selfish and cold, but once you got past that rock hard exterior, she was soft as a marshmallow.

As for me, I was willing to make things work if we were married. She was my wife, I was her husband. We had a responsibility for each other.

"I love you, sweetheart." I called out as I turned the door knob.

"Wait!" She squealed as she darted out of our bedroom, her coat on.

"Yes?" I chuckled as she threw her arms around my neck.

"I wanted to say goodbye before you left." She batted her eyelashes at me and pouted.

I leaned in for a quick kiss. I had to leave now or risk being late for work.

"Mwuah!" We broke away after a minute and Rose hastily grabbed her lunch bag.

"See you after work." I hugged her to me and then shut the door.

RPOV

I didn't really like our lifestyle and often showed my distaste for it, but I wasn't going to bitch out at my loving husband. He was amazing. I loved him so much. He got us a place to live, and made sure we had 3 meals a day, even if they were meager meals. I knew that running away from home and getting married wasn't exactly a smart decision, but I wasn't going to let my parents get in the way of what I wanted.

And I sure as hell wasn't going to break down and beg them for money. I was too prideful for that. I got two jobs to help save money so we could finally buy a house and maybe have a baby together one day.

Things weren't looking very good because we were late with our rent this month and the landlord sent us another notice. Emmett had a grim expression on his face as he read it during breakfast, but as soon as he saw me staring, he immediately put on a cheerful smile. I hated this. I had a secret stash hidden in the apartment that was to be used for emergencies, but never let Emmett know about it. When we first moved to New York City, I modeled for some shops and they gave me money for it. I stopped going back because I saw how competitive and cruel the models there could be. I didn't want to get involved and settled for a small job.

I sighed as I peered into my bag again. Cheese sandwich. I don't know if it was going to be filling. This was the fourth time this week we had a cheese sandwich for lunch. One more day of cheese sandwiches and I'd be done. During the weekends, we had take out from cheap restaurants that offered delivery for a minimum purchase of ten dollars. It was our little routine and I liked it better than Emmett's food choices for us during the week.

I opened up the women's boutique I worked at and got everything set up before my boss arrived. Her name was Bella and she was extremely kind and flexible with my working hours. She was the wife of wealthy businessman Edward Masen and fairly young to be running a boutique. I guessed she was around 25 years old.

I worked with three other girls in the shop. Their names were Jessica, Victoria, and Maggie. I could consider them nice, but I keep my distance. I didn't want them to become friends with me and suddenly be backstabbed or something.

I started up the cash register and peered around.

The shop carried several designer brands and several unknown brands. I adored the items and clothing here, but it was much too expensive for me. For a relatively typical person with a good job, they could shop here and find the items affordable.

The bell rang and I looked up. Bella arrived. And she had a bag of doughnuts in her hands.

She smiled happily at me. "Good morning, Rosalie."

"Good morning Mrs. Masen." I mumbled.

"Care for a doughnut? I have glazed, jelly, chocolate sprinkle, custard, coconut cream, coffee, and more." She placed the box down on the counter and opened it.

My eyes widened in shock at how many selections there were. My mouth watered and I was fidgeting. How many could I have?

No, Rose, you're being greedy, I scolded myself.

I was shaken out of my thoughts when Bella said something.

"I know Jessica is on a diet so she probably won't have any. Victoria and Maggie will love these. Take as many as you like, just save some for the others." Bella trilled and headed off to her office.

Well, my boss was in a good mood today.

I took a jelly doughnut and placed it on a napkin. I bit into it and silently moaned. This was too good.

The other girls arrived shortly after and helped themselves. Jessica was the only one who stuck up her nose and went to go 'take inventory'.

I worked for a few hours until I saw that it was one or two o'clock. Bella stepped out of her office and took off her reading glasses.

She gathered the four of us at the cash register counter.

"I have some big news to announce." Bella blurted out, and then started giggling. "I'm going to be a mommy!"

We all congratulated her and she blushed.

"That means that once I'm around seven or eight months, there will be someone else in charge, temporarily. They'll probably be here for a year until I get the baby set up with a nanny." She fanned herself.

We dispersed after Bella went back into her office.

I heard Victoria and Jessica whispering in the corner while I rang up some customers. Maggie was in the front, helping a mom and her daughter pick out some jewelry.

"...her husband's like, nine years older than her!" Jessica said.

"Seriously? That means he's like, thirty four. Oh gross..." Victoria said, disgusted.

"But he's incredibly hot," Jessica reminded her.

"Don't forget loaded," Victoria added in, causing them both to burst into hysterics.

"Mr. Masen impregnated Mrs. Masen.... he impregnated Mrs. Masen..." Jessica chanted under her breath, causing Victoria to look around wildly and smack her on the arm.

I shook my head and ignored them. Listening to gossip was not the best thing.

I arrived home around six and started up dinner. We would be having spaghetti tonight. Without the meatballs, I added mournfully.

......

Emmett came home a little after six and went straight to the shower while I cooked the food.

We sat in our kitchen and ate, talking about our day.

At night, we snuggled together in our springy bed.

This was my life, I concluded. This was how my days were going to be like until we found solid ground in our jobs.


Soo I make an appearance again. Well.. me and my collab author for the Googleward contest lost the challenge :( *tear* It's okay, though. There will be many other contests to come. I'm not fretting. I'm writing.

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