DISCLAIMER: I do not own characters, just the story line.

Rosalie's POV

"You are to marry Jasper, the prince of Great Britian. Like it or not young lady!" My father scolded me.

"Yes, father..." I whispered sadly and left the throne room.

As I sat down on my bed, tears streamed down my cheeks. My father has been trying to force me into marrying Jasper, the Prince of Great Britian. I didn't want to marry someone I didn't love, what's the point of it?

"Rosalie!" Emmett shouted from downstairs. He always could sense when im sad. So I ran down the spiraling staircase, all my sadness fading away.

"EMMYBEAR!" I shouted, smiling from ear to ear. I ran smack into his freezing, stone cold arms.

"Emmy, why are you always so cold?" I looked up at him smiling as he wrapped an arm around my waist and started to walk to the secret part of the garden that noone else really knows about.

"Why are you always so warm?" He shivered softly and chuckled.

As I stared into his beautiful golden eyes, all I could think about is why he wouldn't just crush his lips onto mine, why couldn't he just wrap his pale, strong arms around me and love me the way I love him.

"Rosie, what are you thinking about...?" He grinned, that crazy, adorably loving grin.

"Alot.." I sighed.

He frowned, he hated it when I was sad, he had been my best friend since he became the court jester, but if my parents knew, I'd be dead. They had a strict rule about being friends with the 'servants'.

The sad thing was that I didn't look at them as servants, i was grateful for them and polite to them. My father despised it greatly and scolded me often for this 'indespicable' behaviour.

I couldn't help but to be polite, I was unable not to be, especially when these people are such great help to my family.

"Y'know, I have been thinking and well.... " His voice trailed off, leaving me hanging.

I tossed back my golden curls and smiled. "Finish, Em." I reminded him.

"Well, I'm thinking about... well, uhm, about quitting and moving to America..." He winced and looked down.

My smile faded. "WHY?"

"Rosy, calm down, I'm not getting much pay and... Well, I must take care of my mother. She's in terrible condition... And, I really need to be in America with her...." He sighed and looked up at me, his golden eyes filled with pain.

I was on the verge of tears, but I didn't want him to see me crying again so I ran back upstairs, my long flowing golden dress trailing behind me. I tripped once, in the middle of the staircase, but I didnt let that stop me.

"ROSY!" I leaned out my window and there he was, shouting, i was sure i saw tears on his cheeks.

"I hate you!!!!" I shouted, shutting my window and locking my door.

I really hated Emmett Mccarty Cullen as of now.

Okayyyyyyy, hope you like it. It may not be good yet, but it will, remember, I'm justtt getting started.