POV is Alice. She has a very long vision, and narrates the whole time...enjoy!!!!!!

Sometimes, a sunny day can drag on forever. I mean, really, we just stay home and…sit around. It gets incredibly tedious. Last Sunday was exceptionally boring, since our new trampoline was broken after Emmett jumped from the top of a 200 foot tall pine tree onto it. That morning we really weren't doing anything. Edward, Bella, Emmett, Rose, Jazz, and I were seated on the large sectional suede couch we had just bought. I leaned back into the huge plush cushion and sighed. This was the one of the less desirable parts of this life—we should be out, at the park maybe, on a day like this, but we weren't. We could be. In the midst of my self pitying thoughts, a vision began. It turned out to be the longest vision I've ever had, unfortunately…it began with us, sitting just as we were now.

"You know we've basically been sitting here, not doing anything for the last…three hours?" Emmett broke the lazy silence.

"What are we going to do…its sunny out. We can't go anywhere." Rose groaned, sounding a little angry. But, then again, she always sounds a little angry…

We were quiet for another few seconds before Emmett stuck his hand into the couch cushions and searched for the remote. Eventually he found it, and switched on the flat screen.

"There's nothing on!" Bella sighed as Emmett continued to turn the volume up higher and higher.

"There's always something on…" he answered, continuing to flip through channels. In the vision, closed my eyes and crossed my arms. In the background Renesmee's faint laughter could be heard from upstairs as Jacob told her a story, and Esme was on the phone with somebody. I opened my eyes when I heard the Style channel.

"Stop here, Em!" He, of course, just continued look for shows that he wanted to watch. Bella rolled her eyes, Rose looked slightly infuriated, Jasper was playing with the cuff of his oxford, and Edward looked half dead. Finally, Emmett stopped, clearly having decided on a show. The Jerry Springer Show, which he had been watching constantly lately. Suddenly, Edward sat up straight and moaned in agony.

"Emmett! No…I hate this show, please, don't. Put on something else." Emmett seemed to have not heard him.

"Em…honestly, put on HBO or something, we just got it last week…" Rose attempted to reason with him.

"Rose, come on…I like this show a lot…please?" he smiled angelically, and Rose put her head in her hands.

"What's to like?" Jasper asked calmly, probably trying to calm the rest of us down as well, since we were all getting a bit exasperated with Emmett.

"Jazz…are you kidding? Trashy, uneducated hillbillies, affairs, fights…what's not to like?" Bella stared at him for a few moments.

"You are so…bizarre…"

"Thank you, Bella…but you know, this was the highest rated daytime show for a while, so I'm not alone in liking it."

"We know, but it's still odd that you enjoy watching people completely humiliate themselves…" I quipped.

"I don't think that's odd," Rose laughed, "I just think it's weird you can stand to watch those freaks on TV…they're all so ugly and disgusting."

"One time, there was this really hot girl on there, actually Rose…" she growled at him and turned away. Emmett looked surprised.

"She doesn't like you to say anybody other than her is good looking, remember?" Edward whispered. Emmett nodded in reply. The show was beginning. The studio audience started chanting "Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!" as the host walked out onto the little stage. Four extremely homely people were already there. As the episode progressed, the people became more and more blatantly low class. One of the women could barely speak! But the main point of the show seemed to be a guest revealing to his wife that he was cheating on her. I switched the channel after the first set of guests was gone.

"Alice!" Emmett whined, "Why?"

"You finished watching those people, you know what happens, don't start watching a whole new segment." He grabbed the remote back, but I took it back from him. Eventually, Jasper took it from both of us.

"Guys, fighting over the remote is a cliché childish thing to do…let's watch something we all like…" and then, Jasper turned on…Gilligan's Island?! I had assumed that nobody normal actually watched that, but he seemed to enjoy, chuckling, usually at about the same time the laugh track was played. We all quietly watched Jasper, and Jasper, oblivious to our staring, watched the TV.

"Dude…what is the deal with that?" Emmett asked, looking at Jasper, with an extremely concerned expression.

"Nothing 'is the deal' with it…I enjoy the show." Jasper responded, doing a perfect imitation of Emmett's voice.

"Yeah, Em, people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones." I chimed. Emmett looked confused.

"I… have not heard of that expression…" he noted, pursing his lips.

"It means that somebody who does something--" Edward started to explain, but was interrupted.

"Does what?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Give me an example."

"Emmett! Fine…somebody who…" Edward pinched the bridge of his nose, as he often does when he gets stressed, trying to come up with an instance to illustrate the meaning of the phrase.

"Is mean…" Jasper volunteered

"Thank you Jasper, somebody who's mean--" Edward was interrupted again, by me in the vision.

"Like Rose, par exemple!" Rose kicked me from the cushion next to me.

"Will you all…stop interrupting me?" Edward pleaded, exasperated. We nodded. "Anyways, it means that somebody who is mean shouldn't call somebody else mean…that's all. Or in your case, somebody who watches ridiculous shows shouldn't tell somebody else not to watch a ridiculous show…get it?" Emmett furrowed his eyebrows, apparently thinking hard.

"No. How does that have anything to do with a glass house?"

"Ugh! Emmett, it's an expression!" Edward hissed.

"Why would you live in a glass house though, really? All your neighbors could see you…doing everything!"

"You wouldn't live in a glass house, that's just the expression."

"Why is it an expression?" Emmett challenged Edward.

"Because! Just pretend it's tinted glass" By the time Edward had finished his sentence, Emmett had already turned the TV on. Evidently, he didn't want to hear anymore. Luckily. That was probably one of the stupidest conversation's I'd ever experience, let alone been a part of. But, then again, Emmet was watching that awful show again. This time, it was a girl letting her mother know she had been working as a prostitute. And the fighting had just begun. The mother threw a chair across the stage. Jasper snorted under his breath in amusement.

"What. Do you actually think this is funny?" Bella screeched.

"No, it's just that…the fact that we're vampires combined with some of us being complete basket cases would make us very amusing contestants on this show…" we let out a collective moan at the comment, "what?" Jasper asked, unaware of what he had begun.

"Oh my god! That is the best idea ever!" Emmett yelled excitedly.

"No. Emmett, no, we aren't."

"Rose, why?" He seemed to honestly not know why we couldn't.

"Because! There are just so many reasons. For one, we can't go on there and tell everyone that we aren't human. That would just be stupid, not to mention it could get us in so much trouble. Second, I don't want to be a guest on that freak show! People like us…or maybe just people like me, don't go on that show. It is just so low class. No!" Rose told Emmett, sounding as if she was scolding a bad puppy.

"Even if you all go, I won't be…Edward and I are completely normal!" Bella reasoned.

"Um no, actually. Bells, I hate to break to you, but you are a vegetarian vampire, stuck at nineteen forever, with a hybrid child. That is a tad bit odd. And Edward is in the same situation, and he's 107 years old, which makes it even weirder!" Rose argued.

"And Edward was a virgin until he was 106." Emmett added without looking away from the TV.

"Don't drag that into this!" Edward and Bella roared in unison.

"How do you even know that?" Jasper wondered. Everyone got very quiet again. Quiet enough that we could not only hear Nessie and Jake upstairs, as well as Esme, but also the sound of a car driving on gravel, about a mile away.

"Seriously, how do you know that?" I asked, a little creeped out. We all stared at Emmett.

"I think we all knew…it's Edward." He chuckled.

"Be nice!" Bella reprimanded, defending Edward.

"What? I…heard it through the grapevine."

"That's part of a song!" Rose shrieked

"I hate to encourage Emmett, but this would be good material for the show…" I practically whispered. Everybody looked at me murderously, except for Emmett and Jasper. Emmett looked like he was about to scream with joy, and Jasper was laughing to himself, finding humor somewhere in the situation.

"So let's just officially end this conversation now. We aren't going on this show." Rose declared, with the authoritative air she often had.

"That's debatable." Emmett disagreed.

"No. Em, it is not debatable at all. We all say that we aren't going, only you are interested." Bella pointed out.

"This should be like a jury. The decision has to be unanimous. And I'll never change my decision." We all stared. "Well I'll go myself!" he yelled indignantly. It's funny how child like he can be…

"Emmett, you cannot go on Jerry Springer yourself. The point of the show is your interactions with people!" I explained, although he didn't care.

"Okay…who said I have to bring you?" he was starting to sound like Nessie when she threw one of her very rare temper tantrums. We looked at each other, and then him.

"Don't bring us! That would be excellent! We really really don't want to go!" Bella exclaimed. Emmett scowled, looking rather intimidating, and then stormed upstairs. We all heard him enter Nessie's bedroom, where she and Jake were looking at her collection of picture books.

"Ness, Jake, you guys have to come on Jerry Springer with me!" Bella and Edward started to get up, presumably to stop him from involving Nessie in this argument, but they sat down again when Jake was against Emmett's idea.

"Emmett…isn't that show a little…" Came his voice from upstairs.

"Cool, fun…rewarding?"

"No…um…raunchy. Ness is only two…well, six, physically, but still…did you ask Bella and Edward, and everyone else yet?"

"They won't go…" at this point, Esme entered the conversation.

"I don't want you going on that show. It's awful, the way they exploit those people on that show." Emmett whined, and came marching downstairs.

"No luck?" Jasper asked, pretending to be sympathetic.

"Nope"

"This was something I really wanted to do…I wish I could've…" He sighed.

"You don't really want to do this…it would seem fun, but we know what's best I think…" Edward smiled at Emmett.

"Guys…I think you underestimate me. I might not seem like the brightest crayon in the bunch, but that's only because you're all really bright crayons…I can make adult decisions…I'm almost ninety-five years old, technically." The rest of us exchanged guilty looks. We were condescending. We didn't give him enough credit. He's not stupid, he just has simple pleasures, and can be…a little slow. We all felt bad then, and maybe that was his plan. Get us guilty. It worked. The five of us gave each other another "look", and then Rose took a deep breath, and grinned.

"Kay'--let's do it, we'll go on the show!" Weird. She was generally not that nice. But, starting then, pretty much all of the events preceding the decision were just downright weird. Emmett and Rose then proceeded to make out ferociously for the next few minutes, until they started to…uh…fool around, and Bella reminded them that we were all watching. Then Emmett picked each of us up, and wrapped us in huge bear hugs, squeezing tight enough to kill a human in an instant. At that point, we were all just happy the conflict was over, and that we were all happy.

"Thank you guys so much! This is like in 12 Angry Men, where juror number eight gets everyone to say 'not guilty'! I'm juror number eight!"

"You cannot be juror number eight Emmett."

"Fine! Yay, I don't care cause' I'm so happy! And I don't care that you're so persnickety, Edward!" Good. I was happy that Emmett was happy about this, even if I had no idea why. But we probably didn't think about the consequences enough. Jasper in the vision, apparently, had just had the same though. He leaned over and tapped me on the shoulder.

"I don't know why I'm don't mind doing this, because I know that this is going to be right up there on our list of bad decisions with going ghost hunting and flying to Europe spontaneously (AN: Read my other fanfics…)."

"I know, but we'll see. It hasn't caused trouble yet, and I think it's taped in Chicago…we'll get to go there." Of course it hadn't caused trouble yet! We hadn't gone yet!

Ahh…The Jerry Springer Show is just bad news…

First chapter! I'll try to update soon, review! Hope you enjoyed it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!