If Hearts Could Explode
Cruel Intentions/Twilight Crossover
By Arianna Lillian
PAIRINGS : Rosalie/Emmett ; Bella/Edward; Maybe some Alice/Jasper
RATING : M
DISCLAIMER : I do not own any of these characters, from Twilight or Cruel Intentions, or the part of the plotline that comes from Cruel Intentions.
A/N : This is all human and grittier than the Twilight novels. I'm just using the characters. And this chapter might be a little boring, but it's just some background information on the school and Rose and Emmett. No Edward or Bella just yet, sorry.
Oakwood Preparatory Academy. Affectionately, or maybe not so affectionately, nicknamed Oak Prep, or even just Oak, depending on the speaker's mood. The school was your typical Upper East Side Academy: sure, they gave out scholarships, but it was nearly impossible; plus, if you needed a scholarship to afford it, then attending would be like signing your soul away for a long, drawn out, four years of hell. All of New York's elite went there and their last names meant everything, though parents were an irrelevant factor never taken into account. With a prestigious last name, laws meant nothing. Alcohol, sex, drugs, eating disorders: all completely normal in the lives of the students of Oakwood Prep. Relationships were not exactly uncommon, but casual physical encounters were more the forte of the majority of the students. In a place so robbed of morals and teenage normalcy, can anything other than uncontrolled hormones reveal itself? Can one fall in love in such an environment? Should you even bother trying? But that's the thing about love isn't it: you don't gently fall into it, generally, the floor gives out on you and you're left lashing out, reaching out, hoping to grab onto something, anything, in hopes of stopping yourself before you hit the bottom. Even if someone did manage to fall in love, would prince charming be there to catch you?
Emmett habitually fixed the collar on his uniform shirt and straightened his tie, knowing that at some point in the day it would be loosened up by some girl in a weak attempt to flirt with him. His dark crop cut eliminated the need for girls to run their hands through his hair; he was over all that. If he wanted someone, all he really had to do was say hi to them and they'd be eating out of the palm of his hand. In all bluntness, Emmett could basically fuck anyone he wanted to, aside from one person…
Rosalie Hale. Long legs, wavy blonde hair gently cascading down her back, and eyes that capture your attention for as long as she wished. Not to mention her killer curves. If she walked around with a bag on her head, the guys at Oak Prep would still follow her around like a lost puppy dog. As cold as she is beautiful, Rosalie cares for no one but herself and has turned self-absorption to an art form. She is a masterpiece in, and of, herself: the way she glided across the room, rather than walked, and the way that all eyes followed her; the way that she could manipulate anyone into doing what she wanted; the way that her reputation was flawless, despite her drunken adventures, nearly daily sex-capades, and her increasing addiction to drugs. Rosalie is cold and unforgiving… and all that is just the beginning.
Emmett and Rosalie ran the school like royalty, though it was more of a joint dictatorship. Emmett's right-hand-man was Jasper Whitlock. He got laid nearly as much as Emmett did and had just as much control over the student-body and over the teachers as well. And Alice Brandon, Rosalie's best friend all the way back from first grade, was just as sought after as Rosalie was; though she was much nicer, she was just as manipulative as her other half. Rosalie Hale and Alice Brandon were not people you wanted to cross; they would destroy you before you could even attempt an apology. Despite their mean streak, it was the ultimate dream of every man at that school to bed them simultaneously, though no one, at Oak Prep, had been able to claim that honor.
Rosalie heard a loud and obnoxious car horn sound from outside her house, well estate, while she was staring at herself in the mirror. She knew that she looked absolutely perfect, but she simply couldn't get enough of her own perfection. Rose looked out the window and saw exactly what she expected: Emmett obediently standing next to his car, waiting for her. She unbuttoned her uniform enough to show off her cleavage, but she left some for the wandering imaginations. She smiled at herself once again; he smiled slowly transformed to a grin when she felt her phone vibrate.
Emmett McCarty waits for no one. But you know he waits five minutes for you. But only five, Rose.
Rosalie smiled, loving the feeling of control that she had over Emmett. Every once in a while, she would get a small twinge inside that told her that he was different, but she pushed her feelings away and decided it was because of their numerous similarities. She thought she'd humor him and be a bit early today. Rosalie glided over to his car with a smile that she had subconsciously reserved just for him.
Emmett pulled her close and kissed her neck, whispering to her between his kisses that he knew she loved. "Only 3 and a half minutes today… Mhm… I always expect four and a half. You're going to torture the boys today." He slowed his kisses enough to let her speak.
"I – Well you know I'm a tease," Rosalie breathed, though she was trying not show his effect on her. Emmett moved his lips to the sensitive spot by her ear. Rosalie let out a small moan, almost a whimper, and pushed him off, not letting him take too much control over her. "Enough. You can't get off now, we still have school," she teased and got into the passenger side of his car.
They had never really been fully together in the emotional way or the physical way; they'd been to third-base a thousand times and then some, but she never let him go all the way.
Emmett sighed and got in the driver's side.
"But I do have a certain surprise for you, later, Emmett, dear," Rosalie said with her more devious smile.
She let him stir in silence for a good amount of the ride, letting him guess in his head what they had in store for him; Rose could easily state that he had no idea.
"Right after classes today, meet me at Alice's. And don't dally after school, Emmett."
Emmett pulled into his reserved parking space and turned the car off, but didn't move, silently begging for Rosalie to continue. She leaned in close to him, knowing he had a clear view down her shirt, but like the Emmett he was around her, after one quick glance, his eyes met hers. "This proposition we've planned will make you a legend…" She grabbed the back of his head and roughly kissed him, the way they frequently did. "And you absolutely won't be able to resist the stakes," Rosalie smirked and gently flicked his bottom lip with her tongue. She stepped out of the car, leaving him motionless and nearly breathless.
As if on queue, Alice practically danced her way over to Rosalie, bouncing on her toes, earning quite a few glances. She hugged her best friend of what felt like forever, making a majority of the boys practically drool over themselves. Alice and Rosalie were so close that some of the most simple things looked so intimate and the boys' imaginations just ran with that. Alice twirled a strand of Rosalie's hair around her thin finger and cast a devious smirk in Emmett's direction. Emmett caught the look and knew that they were up to something big; not only that, but Rosalie's smile told him that she was excited about it.
Alice gave Emmett one last grin and walked off with Rosalie. "He's not going to be able to resist and you know it."
Rosalie flipped some of her hair back, "I know. But it will be so much fun watching him squirm all day trying to find out what we're up to."
Alice laughed and grinned when she spotted Jasper. "Hey, baby," she called to him. They'd dated on and off countless times, but neither of them was the relationship type. They acted the same either way, so what was the difference?
Alice grabbed the collar of his jacket and pulled him into a deep kiss. She smiled at the semi-shocked talks around them.
"Are they back together?"
"Oh my God, again?"
Jasper smiled and laughed at the gossip, "You're chipper today," he commented casually.
"Got big plans for today," Alice said and turned on her heel, walking to class with Rosalie, devious smirks plastered on both their faces.