ACCIDENTS HAPPEN

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters they are Stephanie Meyer's genius ness.

RPOV

It was just a normal Saturday and I was relaxing on the couch when my twin brother Jasper came home from work. "Rose I need you to get some stuff for dinner tonight. Alice is coming over and I want to make some baked lemon-basil pasta." he said as he walked to the pantry.

Alice was his fiancé of three and a half months. Their wedding is on the 26th of September. They wanted the leaves to be as colorful as possible when they took the pictures for the scrapbook. I really liked her to she was already like a sister to me. We went shopping together and everything. I was going to be her maid of honor.

"And what exactly do I need to get?" I asked him.

"UM…..well chicken obviously. A skinless and boneless half chicken breast," I got out a pen and piece of paper because I new I wouldn't remember all of this. "a box of bow tie pasta, 2 cloves of garlic, some white wine, and red to drink," he added as a second thought, "fresh basil, a lemon, some parsley and fresh spinach leaves."

"My god, why can't we just have pizza!"

"Because I want to make something special for her."

"Whatever." I got up and started to walk out to the car when Jasper stopped me.

"Make sure you have your key. I'm going to Alice's house to help with the wedding planning." he told me.

"I thought you were done with that?"

"Well most of it we are there is just a couple small detailes that she wants to go over. If I didn't have to go I wouldn't but you know alice."

"Yeah. Ok well I do have them. Bye."

"bye sis." he said. And I walked out side to our four car garage.

It wasn't really necessary for us to have a four car garage since we only had one car each but I loved to get old cars in to restore. I actually work at an auto repair shop, so no one complains.

I got in my glosy red BMW M3 convertible and headed to the grocery store.

On my way out of the parking lot some car came out of nowhere nad made me hit the huge jeep in front of me.

"Aw crap! Well that's just great you jerk!" I shouted at the windshield.

I got out of the car and looked at what I had done. Well what the other idiot had done, and cursed to myself. This was going to take some timg and some new parts. I grabed a piece of paper out of my car and found a pen and wrote:

I'm so, so, so, so, So, sorry about hitting your car. I can't wait around to explain but I can fix it , I insist. My number is 658-6548 (AN. Not a real number just random numbers put together.)call and I can set up something. I know cars inside and out so no worries.

Rosalie Hale

I got back in my car and went to the auto shop to get parts for both the vehicles and drove home. It didn't really matter if whoever owned the jeep didn't call we had enough to have a few extra car parts lying around.

When I parked I immediately got to work on the front of my car. About 20 minutes later my cell phone rang and I got out from under the car.

"Hello?" I answered it. Normaly I don't answer numbers that I don't know but it could be the owner of the jeep.

"Hi. Um, Rosalie?" Yep.

"Yes?"

"um, this is Emmett."