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Dedicated: to my friend Sam, who absolutely hates ANY ship that's not Bella/Edward. She especially hates Rosalie/Jacob. Well, this will yank ur teeth out. :)


Rosalie's POV

The last person I would trust in the whole world was Jacob freakin' Black. Do you know why? Well, on the first hand, he's stupid, two, he's just a pretty boy who can transform into a wolf, and third, he was dating my niece. So of course, seeing his moronic, handsome little face at six in the morning would not ever, ever, ever--make my day.

"Jacob's here," Bella called from the kitchen, writing things down in a spiral pink notebook Esme got her for Christmas.

Thanks Bella, for that wonderful opportunity to tell me something I dreaded hearing every Sunday morning.

Alice scrunched up her nose. "Eww, so that's what I smelled," she moaned, pinching her nose bridge. I rolled my eyes in agreement with her on the couch in the living room.

As soon as Alice said that, Mutt entered our house. "Hello Blondie," he gave me his usual greeting. He paused for a second and then asked, "Hey, where's Edward?"

"Saving some nomads from execution in Italy," explained Bella, entering from the kitchen. "He insisted in going alone." She pouted slightly and I couldn't help but rolling my eyes again.

Bella was sooo in love with him. I wonder how it felt to be that grossly in love. Like with Emmett, I felt calm and relaxed, like a drizzle of rain was pouring on me, except my hair wasn't getting frizzy.

"Hey Rose, did you hear about the blonde that went to college?"

Yeah, Jacob set my nice drizzle of rain on fire. When I was around him all hell broke loose and fire raged and burned trees of patience and relaxation, he the gasoline in the wild fire of my mind.

Another way to put it was: hate.

Suddenly (but not unexpectedly), Renesmee busted through the front doors with some redhead chick I've never seen before.

"Hello, dear family," greeted Renesmee, who then wagged her eyebrows. "Jacob," she then giggled. She turned her attention back to us. "This, is Donna. She's one of us."

"Hi," the girl waved. "My family was searching relocation, but I guess since you're here, we'll be gone by tonight."

Aw, what a down-to-earth girl! What the heck was she doing with Nessie?

"Mm, Jake." I spun my head and focused my attention to Jacob and Ness, who were lustfully kissing, Nessie running her fingers through Jacob's fur-like hair.

"Eww, mutt—hands off my niece until I leave the room," I snapped. Jacob and Nessie broke free from each other.

"Then leave," Jacob coolly retorted.

"This is my house dog," I reminded him.

"Hmm, you guys seem to get along well," Donna observed, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You have no idea," interjected Alice, returning from upstairs with Esme, Carlisle, Emmett, and Jasper. Wow. I didn't even notice they had left.

Donna introduced herself and Carlisle said, "Don't worry, Donna. You and your family can stay as long as you like."

"That's very nice of you, Mr. Cullen, but we should go anyway. I gotta go." She was about to leave when she looked at me and Jacob.

"There might be some… changes. You have fun." She waved goodbye and jogged out the door.

Um… okay…?

Jacob then rubbed his forehead like he had a headache. "I gotta go. Seth is yapping on about something," he groaned. "See ya." He pecked Ness on the cheek and waved to the rest of us, and then left.

"Thank God," I muttered. And then I went upstairs to relax myself with some Beethoven. Oh, and I took my drizzling rain water with me.


Jacob's POV

Well, something was very, very wrong. I had fallen asleep in the forest, not too far away from La Push borderlines where Seth and Leah had been patrolling, when all of a sudden I was on the floor.

Of the Cullen's living room.

I got up and stretched. I was in human form. This was definitely weird. Did Blondie drug me and drag me to her house so she could chop my head off? No, no...I walked over to the kitchen in hopes of getting something to eat--if these leeches had anything to eat in their fancy-schmancy house. I heard Alice and Jasper chatting upstairs, and heard Carlisle and Esme vacuuming. Bella was singing along to some Lady GaGa song, and Renesmee was brushing her long hair.

Ah, Nessie.

I walked over to the refrigerator and opened it up. Ah, so the leeches did have food--maybe for when Charlie or us wolves came over. I grabbed a slice of ham and gobbled it up--

... to then spit it out.

Yuck! It tasted horrible! Man, when did this expire??? I flipped the package around and saw the expiration date. Nope, I had another month or so. This was getting weird...

"Rosalie?" I heard Alice's voice from behind me. Oh crap, pixie-chick found me. I was going to get in trouble for raiding their kitchen. She was already getting Rosalie to flog me or something.

But when I saw Alice, she wasn't turning her head or anything. She was looking straight at me.

"Um, Alice?" I asked, expecting my voice to be manly and strong, like it usually was. But it wasn't. It was light, and soprano and sounded like chiming bells. I looked down at myself, and I was wearing a black mini-dress and black Juicy Couture ballet flats.

Whoa, I knew what type of shoes they were? Something was wrong. I moved my hand to the top of my head, and stroked blonde locks that caressed my shoulders and upper back.

Oh my God. I gulped.

"Uhh, Alice? I need to see Ro--err, Jacob. Like, now."


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