When I was a human in Chicago, I had a group of friends, buddies, as humans would say today. We did things most young men our age did at that time. We played baseball in the park, went to watch motion pictures, and even made bets with each other. That was something I missed terribly when I got Spanish Flu, being out with my friends. Most of them died of the Spanish Flu or were killed in The Great War, some of them actually lived to old age.

Carlisle was somewhat like a friend after I became a vampire, but I would never think of him as a buddy. We had fun together, like the time we went to see Nosferatu, we laugh the whole way through it, because for us it was comical. We never really became friends in the way I had friends in Chicago. We went to sporting events but it wasn't the same as it was with my old friends.

The night we went to see Nosferatu, was the night before Carlisle brought Esme home. I left after that, this is not about those times. They were married when I came back, but they made sure I didn't feel like the third wheel, I still wished I had a friend. Carlisle and Esme knew I was lonely, and wanted another vegetarian vampire I could do things with, like I did with my old friends. I shouldn't have complained so much that is what made him bring home Rosalie. Rosalie and I will never be friends like that, but she actually led me to the kind of friend I was thinking of.

Tennessee 1934

'Living here is going to be horrible,' Rosalie thought to herself as we drove through the Tennessee Mountains.

"Glad your keeping a positive attitude," I responded while following Esme, and Carlisle.

'Crap, forgot he can read my mind,' Rosalie the thought. 'Why do they force me to be with you constantly?'

"Trust me, you don't want to know," I informed her, I was really wishing they would just give up. I was also really wishing I could turn her mind off as we went off the highway into the deep wilderness of the mountain trails. That was when I hit the wheel.

"Can you drive any slower, you messing up my hair," Rosalie yelled as she tied a scarf around her head.

"What ball are you heading too?" I asked, she just ignored me, folding her arms to stair at the Appalachian scenery.

"So what made us decide on this place?" Rosalie asked.

"The Appalachia is in great need of doctors, in case you haven't notice," I informed her, I don't think she would. "They need lots of doctors, Carlisle is a doctor."

"So how are we going to pull off this being human thing?" Rosalie asked snotty.

"Esme found a farm that has no humans in a hundred mile radius, it will be good for us. Good for you." I answered as Rosalie rolled her eyes.

"A farm, it sounds lovely," Rosalie said slyly. "Being a vampire just keeps getting better and better.'

I was really wishing I could not read her mind, we sat in silence, but she still was driving me crazy. We drove through the mountains, in till Carlisle pulled over to a gas station and general store in the middle of nowhere. Behind it was a group of boys, some in their teens, some in their early twenties who where playing football in a open brown grass field. In front of the run down store was a white beard man sitting on a stool cleaning a gun.

"What are we doing here?" Rosalie whispered to me nervously.

"Getting gas," I informed her pointing to the meteor.

"We can't stop here," Rosalie hissed scared glancing towards the group of boys. I then read her mind, she was thinking of that night in Rochester. Then I read the boys minds, they all were truly harmless, none of them had even notice us, but the night at Rochester scared Rosalie to much for their trust.

"We need gas," I informed her sympathetically. "Just wait here."

'Be careful they don't steel, we don't know anything about these Hoosiers," I heard her thoughts, now I was annoyed again. 'We don't know how these people live.'

'Nether do you,' I thought realizing she grew up on a completely different planet then these people.

'How was your car ride with Rosalie?' Carlisle asked when we met.

"You owe me," I answered him as we came up to the man.

'I'll go visit her,' Esme thought as she got out of the car. 'Just can't get over this beautiful scenery.'

'My matchmaking days are over,' Carlisle thought to himself as the man looked at us, I couldn't agree with him more.

'City Slickers,' the man's first thoughts when he saw us, then give us a toothless smile. "May I help you?"

"Yes, my family and I need gas," Carlisle explained.

'They looked awfully dressed up to be around these parts,' The man thought. 'I hope they don't mind gettin' charge with a little extra'.

"I can provide that for you," The man smiled. "I have to attend the store first, but I'll get one of my boys to fill you up."

"How often did you fight?" Carlisle was asking about Rosalie.

"We didn't fight," I explained. "She just annoyed the heck out of me, I wished the radio could be plugged in the car just so I can out tune her."

'It wouldn't fit' Carlisle explained, both him and Esme were getting frustrated with the both of us. "I wish you would just agree over something, There has to be a peace point somewhere, somewhere."

"Emmett!" the man yelled to the young men in the back as a hazel eyed muscular boy with black curly hair came running up, bare footed wearing nothing but a white shirt and suspenders.

"Yes, pa," he asked happily holding tight onto a worn out foot ball.

"McCartney." I heard the choirs of men call.

"Help these fine folks out for me will, you." The older man ordered as he smiled towards us.

"Sure, no problem," He smiled, as his friends continued to call for him. "McCartney"

'Oh, I have the ball' Emmett thought and then threw it back to his group of friends waiting for him. 'I hope they pay me well, I was having a juicy time and my team was actually winning. Plus I am shatting on the uppers'

"Here is my car." I showed him.

'Murder, this is a sweet car,' Emmett smiled as he pumped gas into it. 'You can pick up a lot of can get a lot of sweet patootie dames up with this tin can.'

I then realized Rosalie wasn't there. I looked over and saw her with Esme who was looking at the mountains, while Rosalie was scrapping the mud off her heels.

"Where did you get a car like this?" Emmett asked as I realized he was talking to me. 'Wonder if he needs a mechanic? Maybe he might come to this gyppo.'

"Back in New York State," I answered. "I do most of the work myself."

'Can't tell by looking at you,' Emmett thought. "The tank is full."

"Thank you," I answered him. "How much will that be?"

"One shine for a gallon" Emmett answered. "Do you want me to fill the other one up?"

"Yes," I answered as we walked over. Emmett saw Rosalie turn around with her sunglasses as she took off her shoes, Esme was nodding and listening to her, nether of them notice Emmett. 'Who's that tomato, she has to be with him. Man, it must be nice to have dame in the tan coat. Just look at her behind.'

He was thinking of Rosalie, I wanted to say he could have her, but then he would realize I was reading my mind, plus it would be unfair to him. 'This guy has to be rich, to get someone as good looking as her.' I chuckled to myself at that one as we came to Carlisle's car. 'Murder, this car is even sweeter, what family has two cars? They must be passing through to California or somewhere'.

"So what state are you heading too?" Emmett asked.

"This one," I answered.

'You can't be serious, why would people like these ones want to live here.' Emmett thought. "Oh, what brings you to Tennessee?"

"My dad is a doctor." I explained.

"Good, we need doctors," Emmett said sadly. 'My mom and little brother would be alive if we had more doctors around.' I needed to cheer this guy up. "Do you know any football teams around here?"

"Dam right I do, I was the high school quarter back." Emmett said proudly. 'Man, I am really taking a liken to this guy. He has it made, a sweet butter and egg fly, with gorgeous stems, and two snazzy flivvers. Now he's into sports too! It will be nice to have a palely like him.'

"Are you finished?" I asked him.

"Yes, that will be another shiner." Emmett answered, unlike the old man, he was charging fairly.

"Edward, ask about the local hunting grounds' Carlisle thoughts came to me noticing how easy I got along with him. He was having a harder time with the older man.

"Do you know anything about the local hunting grounds?" I asked, we seemed to get along so easily.

'Everything there is to know. I have all the low down.' I heard Emmett's thoughts. "Sure, what would you like to know?"

"Can you tell me about the local game?" I asked hoping he would give us a map.

"Sure, come on in." I came in to the rundown general store followed by Rosalie and Esme, who looked at the maps, while Rosalie kept noticing how dirty it was, I just talked to him. "What kind of game are you in?"

"Bears," I answered.

"Bears, never been bear hunting." Emmett thought to himself as he located the Tennessee valley. "They are normally along this trail. Great hiking, if that is your thing, just be sure you load the rod."

"Thank you," Carlisle looked at the map. "Do you have any extras?"

"Tones," Emmett answered. "You can keep this one. It will cost you extra those."

"We don't mind," Carlisle said as he paid Emmett, giving him a tip. "That will be all; we have to hit the road."

'Talk about making the tacks, whatever, I have to get back to a game.' Emmett thought to himself as we left the gas station.

'Gosh that store was filthy, someone needs to teach those people how to clean.' Rosalie thought as we went back to the car.

"Why don't you do that Rosalie, I am sure they will take your advice to heart." I joked as she gave me a snotty look.

'Well I'm glad you did business with that one.' Rosalie went on, I realized we were having our first conversion were she wanted me to read her thoughts.

"What makes you say that?" I asked, at the other gas stations we stopped she was obsessed that 'these people' didn't steel from us.

"I don't know," Rosalie smiled, I think it was the first time I ever seen her smile. "He just seemed the trusting type."

"Yeah, he did." I smiled as we continued through the mountains.