A/N:

So it's my first story about Twilight and since there are so many Bella/Edward fanfictions I've decided to write one about my favorite character - Emmett. And since I don't like Rosalie that much I decided to put my own OC in the story and kill Rosalie. Muahaha, fear the power of a writer :)
Reviews are just as appreciated as cookies :3

EmPOV

A smile was playing out on my lips as I looked out of the window. It was already raining and you could, well those of my kind – vampires, could hear the soft thunderclaps from far away. It would take only a couple of hours for the thunderstorm to get to the city of Forks. It meant that Alice was right again – we could easily go to school today. We only moved back to Forks a year ago and enrolled in Forks High school. Again. Everyone, that had gone to the school with us back then, were dead now. We were gone for hundred years – I, Alice, Edward, Jasper, Bella, Renesmee, Esme and Carlisle and… Rosalie. No, Rosalie didn't come back. Fifty four years ago, while Rose and I were hunting, we had a run in with nomads. I wasn't able to rescue her. Although, nomads usually were traveling by three the most, this time there were five of them and they were not friendly to us. I couldn't stop all of them and Rosalie was just a little too weak to handle two of them at a time. I lost her.

At this point I had to stop. The flashback of her screaming my name for the final time was just too much. At this point I was almost happy that vampires couldn't cry, I felt that it would give away my outer image in front of my family. Yes, I didn't want them to feel my sorrow. Now I was sure that even Jasper wasn't able to sense it and I liked it to stay that way.

I took a glance in the mirror, for the last time before heading out. My reflection hadn't changed at all, except that I cut my hair short – I always had hated those curls. Rosalie loved them, so I kept them. I would change if I was killed. For a moment I closed my eyes and stood still. I wasn't even breathing, technically I didn't need to. I put on my happy mask, the commonplace Emmett mask. I grabbed my jacket and made my way to the car. Edward, Bella and Renesmee drove to school with the silver Volvo, I drove to school with Alice and Jasper. We drove in my black Hummer Jeep since Alice's still favorite car – the yellow Ferrari stuck out a little too much. I, myself, was surprised that there were no major changes in the car industries through all of these years.

Alice and Jasper were already standing by my jeep, and I could hear Edward's car already speeding off. I was sure that he was breaking the law by now. Of course, we speed until we reached the city lines, then the barometer went down. I doubted that anyone else would feel comfortable driving with us.

"Hey! Alice, Jasper." I called my smile widening.

"Isn't the weather lovely? Maybe we will be able to play some baseball later." I said in a challenging voice tone - last time Jasper had beaten me and I still wanted to get my well-deserved revenge on him.

"So, oh-the-great-psychic-one, is it worth making plans for the evening?" I turned to Alice, with a grin on my face. She was smiling too, her eyes already closed as she was seeking for the answer in her visions.

"No, oh-the-bone-crushing-bear-one, it'll pass through Forks in a few hours. As soon as it's sunny again, we will be home already."

I scowled. Great, it's a sunny one again! Last couple of days had been like this – first heavy rain, then sunny, then again rain and then the sun. It was quite annoying as it meant that we were going out only after the sundown. Moreover, what fun it is to go out at nighttime? Of course, when we went hunting it was different, but when the school was over, I liked to drive to Seattle or Port-Angeles so I could take a walk. I had been training myself to stand human blood scent for a longer time than before. I succeeded with time, as it was a lot easier now, yet sometimes, when the scent was too good to resist, I went berserk and I needed to get away fast. I knew it was risky, but I needed to do it, I just didn't know why.

We got in to the car and I drove to school as fast as I could. Not allowed, just could. It was a little irritating to see Jasper and Alice so comfy together in the back of my jeep, but again I needed to bear it for myself – I didn't want them to change their act in front of me for the sake of my feelings. I knew that life went on, the life of being immortal. Despite all the talks about how vampires have only one mate for the eternity, it wasn't like that at all.

I think that Jasper felt me tuning in to my sorrow state. I caught a glimpse of him quickly shuffling further away from Alice. I was sure that she understood. Nor did she or he mention it. We spent the rest of the drive by talking about irrelevant things, Alice had foreseen the weekend being a match for a baseball game, so it meant only two days of boredom for me. I was planning on going for a hunt tomorrow.

We were one of the first ones to get to the school. It was common for us, since we drove so fast and didn't actually sleep. As I pulled into the parking lot, I saw Bella and Renesmee chatting lively about something. Edward was nowhere near. I thought of it as a strange event, he rarely left Bella. As Bella had gotten past her young-vampire period, she could go to school normally. She insisted on taking every class with Edward, they sat together in every lesson. It seemed as if they were glued together or debating the possibility of becoming the Siamese twins.

Renesmee, on the other hand, chose her classes so she wouldn't have to encounter her parents and their romantic, mind you, overly romantic relationship. I mean – she was a child, but she acted much more as a grown up. Well, except for the time that she spent with Jacob – our little pet werewolf. Since he was not giving up his werewolf thing (I knew he couldn't) he didn't age and traveled with us to every place we went. It was pure torture for him to be away from Nessie, waiting until she was out of school… However, I think he had gotten used to it by now and besides – whenever her last class bell rang – he was there to pick her up. Together they went and did the craziest things possible. It wasn't like anyone of them could get hurt, yet it was still fun watching Bella yell at Jacob; blaming him for not being protective enough over her little personal sunshine. Oh, the family drama!

We walked up to Bella and Nessie as they had both started to laugh, and Alice immediately joined the conversation, which I tuned out of my hearing. Girls talk - definitely not for me. Jasper and I stood beside them, looking around for Edward as the parking lot started to fill up slowly. Almost everyone walked past us, making a big bend. It wasn't anything new for me, but I still thought that maybe for once we could be friendlier with others, in spite of the reality in which we needed to keep our real faces hidden. Well, almost all of us, considering that Nessie was only half a vampire.

Finally, Edward showed up with some sort of papers in his hands.

"What is that?" Nessie sang out with her beautiful voice, before I could manage to ask the same. At least when in school, she didn't use her ability.

"There's a new student coming in today and I'm the one who will show her around." Edward sighed, I laughed. There goes the great student council president position and all its benefits! Nessie joined me in teasing Edward for the rest of our walk to the first class. Alice, Bella and Edward went to the third building – they all had Literature first. Then Jasper and I walked Nessie to her first class – P.E. She giggled at my frown – I would give anything for P.E. anytime, anywhere. Then we both walked to our first class that was Spanish.

Before I had entered the classroom something made me stop. It was a smell – a completely new one and one of the strongest that I had ever scented. Jasper sensed my mood swing and he looked back at me, taking a deep breath. I could see that he smelled it too, although he didn't seem to be bothered by it. His eyebrow raised in question.

"What's the matter?" His voice came to me in a whisper and his lips moved so fast that no human could ever see, nor hear it.

"The scent, doesn't it bother you?" I whispered back, starting to move again because people behind me were starting to form a line, but were too afraid to order me to get the hell out of way.

"Not really." Jasper now sounded a bit concerned and I just shook my head and smiled again. There was no way that it could bother me so much when it didn't bother Jasper at all – he was still the one who was the most feeble to the scent of humans, because Bella seemed to have a pretty good knack on it or just a bigger willpower.

The rest of the morning went by as a blur and believe me when I say it's really rare for a vampire to say that. We still saw everything a little slowly than a normal human being and saying that something went by too fast to even notice, is saying something. Before going to the cafeteria, I went back to my jeep so I could put down my books and other stuff. After lunch, there were only two P.E.s left and it felt like the paradise to me. I took my gym bag and I felt the scent that had stopped me this morning again. I looked around me, but couldn't see a thing. Was it really just my imagination? It could be, since the scent reminded me so much of Rosalie. Oh great, congratulations – the first vampire on earth that actually has gone nuts from the grief of love. I joked to myself and quickly, as humanly possible, I went to the cafeteria building to meet up with everyone else.

Out of pure habit, I put some food on my tray, not even looking at what I took, and joined the others. All the girls were chatting again – as much as I understood it was about the upcoming Halloween dance. We had made that big difference in our routine – now at lunch we all talked normally so that other humans could actually see that we, indeed, were talking. I looked up from my food and saw that only Jasper was sitting next to me and listening carefully at the girl's conversation. Again, Edward was nowhere to be found.

I concentrated on the conversation that went on. It seemed that they were talking about who was going with who. Of course, Bella was the one to go with Edward and Alice was going with Jasper, but as it seemed, the dance was only for the students of the high school. I was the only one left, so obviously, I had to be paired up with Nessie. Each to its own.

"Uncle Emmett, will you go with me then?" It seemed as if Nessie had been trying to get my attention for about two minutes, as I was spacing out again.

"Shh, Nessie, you know you can't call me your uncle at school! I mean, we are only a year apart here." I scolded her slightly, with a wide smile.

"And you'll rather see pigs that can fly in this cafeteria, than your uncle Emmett allowing you to go to this dance with another boy." We both laughed at the idea and I joined in the conversation with much more enthusiasm.

It was then that Edward joined us and the scent that was haunting me the whole day, came into my range again. I sniffed toward Edward a little and pretended to sneeze.

"Edward, you smell just like a human." I 'complimented' him with a grin on my face.

"Oh, thank you, Emmet, but for your information the new girl was so interested into everything that I was forced to show her every little whole in this building. She's the journalist kind of type, wants to know everything about everyone and everything." Edward frowned and we all laughed at poor Edward for his unfortunate duty. Nevertheless, something was bugging me – if the scent came from Edward and he had spent the day with the new girl… that meant that this new girl was the cause of me thinking that I was going mad.

I looked up from everyone else and examined the rest of the cafeteria. It wasn't hard to remember all of the student's names and, by now, I could tell them apart from the sound of their muffled voices. And then I saw it – there was a crowd forming in front of one of the tables. A group of students was leaning over a black haired girl, which had big blue eyes. I tuned in to hear their conversation.

"So, do you plan on joining the journalism club, Rhiannon?" A red-haired girl, if I wasn't wrong, Penelope asked her.

Rhiannon? Like the Welsh Goddess? I chuckled, but it didn't draw anyone's attention to me since they were too engrossed in their own conversation.

"I guess so. I mean, I'd love to join a baseball team, but since this school hasn't got one, journalism it is." She smiled at the redhead and shook her head a little so that her hair wouldn't fall in her face. That was my time to leave since that made her scent hit my nostrils and I was close to growling.

I stood up quickly, took my food tray and got out of the cafeteria as fast as I could with not drawing any attention. It was hard as hell, because, honestly, I wanted to run away as fast as I could. The rest of my family sat there with confused looks and I could see from the corner of my eye that the black haired girl named Rhiannon was watching me too. That made me even more upset and I was happy to get some fresh air, as fresh as it could ever be.

"What the hell happened?" I heard Bella's voice come from the cafeteria – at these times I was seriously happy of our intense hearing.

"Definitely – going – hunting – tonight." I chuckled highlighting every word and heard low laughter from the table I just left. Of course, to them it seemed hilarious, but right now, my mind was strained to the max. I thought about the girl, about how she smelled just like Rosalie (even better). The coincidence of both of their names starting with the letter 'R' was ridiculous. Lost in my thoughts I almost ran into the wall of the gym. Oh yes, thinking was never really useful for me. And I hadn't even noticed that it was raining really hard, so once I got inside, I was shaking water out of my hair.

As I got in, I immediately went to the boy's locker room. Nothing was better for me to ease up as P.E. - I loved it. Sports always made me think less and actually DO more. Some of the boys were already there and a few girls, who were obviously faking some sickness, sat on the bleachers. The teacher greeted me with a smile and I sat down on the bleachers as far away from the girls as I could and waited. Waiting was the worst thing for me apart from thinking. Finally, others started showing up so that meant there wasn't much time left for the bell to ring, but once everyone was in, I gasped. At that moment my heart would have stopped if it hadn't already managed to do that almost two centuries ago.

RPOV

As I opened my eyes that morning I didn't see any sunlight, I almost couldn't see anything due to the darkness. Because of that my face lit up and I sat up in my bed, smiling. This was just great – I loved the dark, as well as I loved the rain. Forks was the best place for us to move. And, even if it may sound mean, I was really happy that my big sister had lost her job and managed to get dumped. I mean – she wanted to MOVE away from Florida, I wanted to GET away from Florida. Now it was splendid!

I got out of my bed and looked around. My room was still just as big of a mess as it was yesterday. Hundreds of clothes lay on the floor; many books accompanied them, as well. My room, as my sister liked to call it, was my own cave, my lair. At least that's what was written on a piece of board that hung on the other side of my door – Rhiannon's lair.

I stretched in delight and glanced at my reflection in the big mirror. I looked awful. My bed-hair looked like it would take at least 5 tubes of gel to make them stay in their place. But other than that I looked good - refreshed as always, since I forced myself to sleep at least 9 hours a day. It was my first day of school and I needed to look perfect. My personal hygiene and everything that was related to my looks needed to be perfect – that's the main difference between me and my room.

"Hey, Rhia, are you up yet?" A pleasant voice that seemed to be used to commanding others came from downstairs. My older sister Selena was one of those people who could get up really early and always look fantastic no matter how long she had slept. Moreover, she was a serious case of workaholic. Even now I could smell the sweet, sweet scent of chocolate pancakes.

"Yeah, I'll be right down." I yelled back and went to the bathroom. It was a daily routine for me – wake up, go to the bathroom and get ready as fast as you can, without ending up looking like a bird had made a nest in the hair. I never got dressed before I ate. I wasn't a sloppy eater - I swear that the food just jumped on me. I put on my robe, combed my hair [I didn't really need 5 tubes of gel, my hair wasn't that hard to comb] and went downstairs.

"Good morning!" I said with a smile that any beauty queen would envy. Yes, my bouncy and happy sprit in the morning was admirable; some people had told me that.

"Good morning! You look quite happy." My sister smiled the same smile right back at me. We were actually really similar. We both had the same eye and hair color, although her hairstyle was more of a Cleopatra type – short and straight. My hair went down till my waistline and there were few indocile hair strands that always fell into my face and eyes. We were also the same size when it came to clothes, that is why we usually shared every piece of them, although trying to keep our styles individual. She was the admirer of a casual style, I, on the other hand, was lively and girly. In addition, she was 25 while I was only 16, going to 17. Although, you couldn't actually say anything about her age, because she still looked like an 18-year old.

"It's the perfect day for the first day of school!" I was almost bouncing on the spot while she chuckled.

"Don't forget about my work, too." She added and I nodded a little bit too fast, my head got a little dizzy, and I finally sat down by the table.

"Here you go and, please, try to eat neatly this time." Selena said and chuckled again.

I frowned.

"You know it's not on purpose. The food just hates me. Maybe I'll just become anorexic." I teased my sister, knowing too well that she once had this disease, but somehow she managed to get out of it. I was proud of her, the struggle wasn't worth it.

"Ok, ok. Eat or you'll be late." She said calmly, adding a smile.

I could swear that she was the sweetest and the most peaceful person in the house. Outside of the house, or better yet at work, she was a hectic maniac who yelled at almost everyone and gave orders to even technological things.

We both ate in silence, as I was trying not to spill the orange juice or get pancake syrup all over the robe I was wearing. It was difficult, but I ended up only with syrup on my chin and juice in my hair Oh well, I was going in the shower anyways, so it was good none of the clothes got dirty.

I finished eating and my sister started doing the dishes. I went upstairs, thinking about how much of a mother to me she actually was. Ever since our mother left us 7 years ago, we were on our own, but it never had been better. I was happy, because our mother wasn't actually the best mother there is. Our dad died when I was only five, so all I ever have seen as a parental model was my sister, trying to provide for the both of us.

I got into a cool, refreshing shower and slowly got ready for school. I put on a little bit of make-up that just highlighted my eyes and the translucent lip-gloss. Now I was ready for the main part – clothes. I had hundreds, no thousands, of clothes. Moreover, if I could then I would only wear one outfit once in my lifetime. That wasn't possible because of our finances, but I still had so many, that I could make it interesting for about an half a year.

Once I got in my room, I went all girly and modern, going through the stack of clothes, looking for something that screams cute, but is carefree and a little tomboyish at once. I found just the perfect outfit – knee length black jeans, and baby blue corset type tank top with no straps. In addition, I went all crazy about accessory and once I was ready, I had the guts to say, I looked gorgeous. I examined every inch of me in the mirror until Selena was almost ready to pull me down the stairs by my hair, if there was a need.

I grabbed my bag, the little, cute black jean fabric jacket and rushed downstairs. Selena had already opened the door for me. I quickly put on the jacket, took my umbrella and went outside. It would probably rain later and since I did not have a car, (I still rode my bike) it was good to always be prepared. My house wasn't that far away from school, it took you just fifteen minutes to ride to it. It was still a little dark outside and I waved over my shoulder to Selena, smiling.

Despite the fact, that it was my first day in school, I already knew the road to it. I had moved here about three weeks ago, but I decided to wait until Selena got a job and then go to school so she wouldn't be bored at home. We had needed time to clean the house and unpack. When we bought it, its condition was close to sad, but it was nothing against our girl power. Now the house was clean, almost everything had gone under renovation and it actually looked like a house. And it only took us three weeks of hard, non-stop work.

I went in the garage, took my bike, put my bag over my shoulder and rode off towards school. Of course, in winter it will not be possible for me to ride there with my bike, although I had managed to do it in the past. Then I'll just walk, probably. If I was walking in my small pace, I could get to the school in no less than thirty minutes.

I felt the air hit in my face with pleasure. Even though it was September and quite cold, you could say that I was on good terms with the cold. It never actually bugged me and I enjoyed it for the most of the time. Of course, sometimes I liked to stay inside with a hot cup of cocoa, wool socks on and listen to the wind chills outside, but not now and not today. I was too hyperactive today; I was actually a bit nervous, too. I had already gone through about three new school days, but still everything seemed to be nerve wrecking, though this time I had the student council president who was supposed to help me through my first day. Still, it wasn't enough to stop my heart from beating a lot faster when I got to school and placed my bike in its place.

For a moment I just stood there, looking around. It seemed I was a little early though there were a few cars in the parking lot. I sighed to the thought of my own car. Selena and I shared one car, but she needed it more since her work was in La Push – the near reservation. And I rarely drove the car – only as the last resort. I wasn't scared of driving, I actually like driving and pretty fast driving too, but I was too economical and 'green'.

I checked my mini-guide, it seemed I needed to go to the secretary first, so I made my way up to the little building with a big plastic number '1' attached to it. At first I thought about knocking at the door, but then realized how stupid that would be so I just went inside, ignoring the rules of politeness. There was a middle-aged woman sitting behind the desk with a welcoming smile plastered on her face.

"Ah, Rhiannon Worther, I presume." She said in a lovely, grandmother like voice. I gave her a little smile and nodded once. Of course, everyone would know about the new girl that skipped three weeks from the new term. It was so predictable, but I did hope that this wouldn't happen.

"Your guide probably will be here any minute." She said and pointed towards the few benches where I could sit. I politely sat down and crossed my legs. Great, next time I'll better run late. I thought to myself, because I didn't actually want to sit here waiting. I wanted to go, explore the school grounds, meet new people – anything was better than sitting here and waiting for someone I did not even know yet.

I didn't have to wait for long. I was going through my bag when I heard the secretary's cheerful voice.

"Ah, Edward, we're already waiting for you." I could hear the smile in her voice and I kept myself from chuckling.

Almost as if she adores this guy. I thought and finally looked up, almost screaming from the surprise. The boy, who was standing in front of me with a crooked smile on his face, was beautiful. No, gorgeous, but even so I had the immediate thought – not my type. I rather went for the strong, bulky type of guys or jocks as they were called now, and this guy seemed nothing like the type.

It seemed the boy was holding back a smile, though it was hard to tell. I caught myself examining every inch of his body – hair, eyes, nose, lips, clothes – everything. I was too much of a journalist, know-it-all type to hold myself back.

"Hello. I'm Edward Cullen and I'll be your guide today." He said in a pleasant voice, so politely that I almost had to laugh. I mean, I was no George Bush or anything from that kind of attitude asking people, but I guess, he was simply used to it. And, seriously, I didn't actually care. I just wanted to get out and finally get to know the school where I was spending my years from now on.

The secretary gave him some papers, probably some kind of information about me, while I was standing by the door, ticking over. Finally we left the small building and he started to give me the most important information, but not slipping into details much. The parking lot was starting to fill up, but I didn't pay much attention to that. I was grasping every detail, every aspect of my surroundings.

By the time when the first class was bound to start, I knew where were all the classrooms located, all of the teachers and the subject they were teaching, though I still needed to see their visual appearances. I even found out some random student names, though it seemed as the kids were avoiding me, while I was with Edward. I thought about it for a minute, but then let it go. It could wait.

It seemed that I was in the same year as Edward, but we had different classes. He left me by my first class – Spanish, and went off somewhere in an instant. So fast, it was almost unbelievable, and I just stood there, amazed for a minute. Then the bell rang, I quickly got into the class.

Lesson went off good, nothing much happened, although some of the students did not even try to hide their interest. It wasn't annoying – I loved attention, actually. I smiled at everyone, greeted them and one boy even confessed his sudden love for me. It was fun and, when the bell rang, I already had forgotten that Edward Cullen still was the one who was supposed to show me around, so it was a little surprise for me to see him leaning by the wall, outside of the class.

"Oh, that's right; I still have a lot of questions." I said, not hiding the astonishment in my tone and smiled at Edward, receiving plain nothing back.

He's just probably the loner type or gay, since he could've gotten tired of all the attention from girls. I thought and noticed, from the corner of my eye, his eyes widening, a little chuckle escaping his lips. I didn't ask what was funny or surprising, just carried on with my questions, while he led me to my next class.

The rest of the morning went by really fast. Every class was something new, something exciting and it was rather challenging for me to remember all the information. That was saying something, since I've been luring for new information, new things to discover since I was five. I found out that I was in the same class as Edward in Biology, and there I found out that he definitely wasn't gay. He already had a girlfriend, a stunningly beautiful one.

Then I had one class with a little pixie like girl that seemed to be somehow related to Edward, because they looked almost the same, but so different in the same time. And what caught my eye the most was her clothes – she seemed to know something about fashion and I could even make out the brands of her clothes by only looking at them. She sat next to me in the European history. A boring subject, but from now on, I think, I'll just admire her clothes through the whole lesson.

By then lunch time came and I went to the cafeteria with Edward by my side. I took my food tray and placed on it mostly fruits, since they were the only type of food that didn't jump on me. I wasn't going to let myself be embarrassed on the first day of school. Then a redhead, named Penelope, as I had learned, waved to me from one of the tables. She was almost in all of my classes, and she was a nice girl. The one that I would be able to call a good friend soon.

"Um, Edward?" I began, taking a glance at him.

"I think I'll be good from now. Thank you for your help today, I don't think I could've managed to get through everything without you." I said with a smile on my lips, and without even bother to hear his reply, I took my tray and went over to where Penelope was sitting.

Immediately, there was a crowd of students surrounding me. I found myself answering their questions all the time. There was no way I could eat like this, so I just took a sip of water from time to time. It was a little annoying, but again – I really loved the attention and I loved seeing a bunch of boys staring at me like they were undressing me with their eyes. I liked to teach this type of guys a lesson to never mess with me, because I wasn't that easy to handle.

I had caught a glance at where Edward was sitting and I saw her girlfriend there, the spiky haired pixie. There also was a girl that looked like Edward's and his girlfriend's combination – with the bronze hair color and her brown eyes, a blonde boy that seemed to be really into the pixie like girl. Then my eyes went to yet another boy next to them – bulky, strong, even bear like that seemed too old to actually be a student. My type of boy.

"So, do you plan on joining the journalism club, Rhiannon?" A question from Penelope made me look back at her.

"I guess so. I mean, I'd love to join a baseball team, but since this school hasn't got one, journalism it is." I smiled at her and shook my head a little since a few hair strands were really annoyingly getting in my face. At that moment I saw the big guy from Edward's table stand up and leave really fast. He looked like he was in pain or something like that. Penelope caught me glancing towards his leaving figure and chuckled.

"That's Emmett Cullen." She informed me.

I turned back to her and saw that most of the other students were caught in their own discussion. That made me feel at ease because then there was no one to stop me from interrogating Penelope.

"I see." I said slowly, looking one last time in the direction where the boy had left.

"So, apart from Edward, what are the rest of them called?" I asked Penelope, glancing at the table again. The youngest girl, with the bronze hair looked at our table suddenly, as if she knew we were talking about her. Our eyes met for a moment, but she just dedicated me a smile little and went back to her own conversation. She seemed friendly enough for me to talk to her later.

"The girl with the long bronze hair is Renesmee Cullen, though it seems that she is called Nessie in her circle of friends." Penelope started with a weird smile on her face.

"The little pixie like girl is Alice Cullen, the beautiful brunette is Bella Cullen and the blond guy is Jasper Hale." She said.

It seemed weird that only the boy seemed to have different last name than the others, but before I could ask more, Penelope spoke again.

"They all are foster kids. Doctor Cullen is their foster dad and I think their adoptive mother's name is Esme Cullen. It seems she can't have children so they have adopted all of them." She continued in a bit lower voice as if the Cullens could hear it.

"But the weird thing is they are all paired up somehow. Edward is with Bella and Jasper is with Alice. And the big guy, Emmett, I heard he was with Jasper's twin sister Rosalie Hale. All that there is for me to know, she died in an accident about a year ago." She ended with a little shrug.

I saw the rest of the Cullens stand up at almost the same timing, leaving the cafeteria gracefully.

"So, what about Renesmee?" I asked while I followed them with my eyes.

"That's a mystery. Some students think she'll end up with Emmett, but I doubt it. They have more of a best friend thing going on; she also has dated a few boys from her class." Penelope answered with not that much of an enthusiasm. It felt like Penelope was the school's first know-it-all gossipmonger, being friends with her was handy for me now.

"We better get going or we'll be late for P.E." I heard Penelope say and I got up, still thinking about the Cullens. They seemed like a mysterious family and, definitely, one was worth checking out.

I followed Penelope to the gym, as she was vividly chatting about some school dance event with another girl, named Mandy. The word 'dance' actually caught my attention, so I joined their conversation, thinking about how I should start the hunt for boys who could be a good dates, or at least interesting ones. Everyone who was plain and boring would have to leave me alone; otherwise, I would have to become a real bitch towards them.

As I examined the gym, I saw few boys who were shooting baskets, a few girls sitting on the bleachers. They were probably sick or something other, but then I saw someone that caught my eye, and stood dead in my tracks. Emmett Cullen was in my P.E. class. My mouth wasn't far from hanging open, but Penelope could manage to drag me to the girl's locker room in time, before I could embarrass myself.

I got changed quickly and went out with Penelope, now dressed in my long, dark green gym clothes and, as I went out, I tied my hair in a knot so it wouldn't get in my way. The first activity we were taking was basketball and, I got to say, if it was some way of sports I loved it. But, as I looked at the bleachers once more, Emmett wasn't there and he was not seen anywhere else in the gym. It bugged me a little, but once the bell rang, I was too engrossed in the game to think about anything.

When the two lessons in a row ended, I quickly got into the shower, got dressed and went outside. Penelope still stayed as she wanted to be in the shower a little longer and Mandy had just sat on the bleachers through the both lessons. I waved to her, as she wanted to wait for Penelope, and got out of the gym. Still, there was no sight of Emmett and that really seemed weird to me. When I first went into the gym, he was in his gym clothes, so there was no way he could have felt sick all of a sudden. It bothered my mind the whole time I went to my bicycle.

"Did you have fun on your first day?" Suddenly a voice said to me and, as I looked up, I saw Edward walking right next to me. I didn't even hear him coming up to me.

"Yeah, it was loads of fun." I answered still struggling with my thoughts of how weird it seemed for Emmett to just ditch that way. He really seemed as the jock type, so he probably loved sports.

Really, really weird. I though as I got my bike.

"So you won't need me for tomorrow, right?" Edward asked and I couldn't hide my grin.

"Oh, am I that annoying?" I chuckled and looked Edward right in the eyes. They seemed to engross you, but I tried to stay with my head out of the clouds.

"Not really, it's just that I might not be in school tomorrow." He said drily, I raised one eyebrow, but kept myself from asking anything.

"Don't worry, I'll be okay." I assured him, got on my bike and left him standing there. I really wanted to get home and make some notes about today.

EmPOV

This is utterly ridiculous! I thought to myself as I quickly collected my casual clothes and my gym bag. I went up to the teacher with some emergency at home excuse. The teacher did look a little surprised, but since I was good at P.E., she let me go.

I didn't even know this girl, yet she had me skipping one of the rare things I loved – sports. What the hell was wrong with me? Of course, I hadn't been hunting for a while now, so it wasn't anything surprising for me to become ferocious, but last time Jasper was the one I was hunting with. Her scent didn't bug him. And Edward, with all of the rest of my family, seemed okay with it. Why was it only me?

Her scent had spread quickly through the gym, and I was actually happy to get out of there. Even though, I usually was the one to ignore the pre-cautions we had to take to provide humans with safety, this wasn't the time to risk. If she got too close to me during the game, I could surrender to my instincts easily. Today it was the second time when I was happy to get some fresh air. That was wrong. I made my way towards my jeep, hoping that Alice and Jasper wouldn't be too mad with me. Maybe, they would somehow be able fit into the silver Volvo.

I got in the jeep and rushed out of the parking lot, out of the city. It took me even less time to get home since I pushed the gas pedal until the maximum and, even for a jeep, this baby ran as fast as a sports car.

Esme was by the door when I got into the house, looking worried. Before she could even get some sound out of her lips, I spoke up.

"Relax, it's nothing much. I just need to go hunting, immediately." I assured her and ran up to my room; put the keys down on the coffee table, and with one swift leap, I was out of the window. I was running through the forest in the direction of my favorite hunting spots – it was outside of Washington, in Yellowstone, Wyoming. There was this great river which provided the perfect grizzly bear habitat. That was my goal and I wouldn't stop until I got there.

RPOV

I had just managed to get in the house, when the rain started. At first it rained slowly, almost gently, but then the thunderstorm took its turn and, for a moment, I just sat there by the living room window and looked outside in the rain spilling on the street. I will not deny; I've always loved the rain. Only because I was concerned about my health, I didn't go out and just dance around in it.

After about half an hour of just sitting and watching the rain, I got up, took my bag and went upstairs to my room. It was still just as big of a mess as it had been this morning. I sighed, took of my jacket and threw it on the bed, along with my bag. Then I made my hair up in a knot and started all the cleaning up work. It took me quite a while, but after two hours of sorting clothes and books, and other things, my room actually looked tidy. I smiled in satisfaction and hanged my today's clothes back in the closet, slipping into one of the many gym clothes.

For a moment I just enjoyed the cleanliness of my room and then fell on my bed. I took a deep breath and stretched out again. It felt good, as if I had just done something really amazing, though cleaning up my lair always was a big deal. I looked at the clock and the digital number showed that it was quarter till five. Selena will probably be home at about six and, since I hadn't eaten anything at lunch today, I felt real hungry. It was a dilemma – eat now or wait till Selena gets back with pizzas or something really great to cook for dinner. Lastly, I decided to just grab a snack and wait for her to come home. I went down again and took a whole chocolate bar. What can I say – my period was coming and I had a thing for chocolate at these times. Still, I was delighted that it didn't affect my weight, no matter how much I ate.

I went back upstairs and checked in my notebook about the homework for tomorrow. There wasn't anything difficult, so I slowly started doing my homework, still enjoying the chocolate. After an hour I was done and Selena had to be home any minute, so I dug through my drawer and took a big, but cute purple notebook – I always had one or two of these wherever I lived since I loved to make notes of my day and check some facts. It wasn't like a diary; it was more like a journalist's or detective's own investigation book of some sort.

I opened it and for a little moment looked at the first white page before I started writing. All of the facts I managed to obtain about every student and now remembered, also everything I could remember about the school, but mostly I wrote about the Cullens, particularly focusing on Emmett Cullen. I just finished writing when I heard the front door slamming shut – Selena was never a big admirer of the rain.

I put away the notebook and skipped downstairs happily. Selena was soaked just from the little run from the garage to the front door. I chuckled in a low voice and took the grocery bags from her while she changed into something that was dry. I examined the bags and found a few of my favorite snacks, quickly putting everything away with a smile on my face.

"So, how was your day?" Selena asked with a lot of interest in her voice as she came back in the kitchen and started making dinner.

"It was great! I think I really made a good impression and all of the kids were really helpful." I answered remembering all the attention I got and all the boys that had been drooling. It really made me laugh, and Selena smiled at me.

"That's good, eh? That's great! So are there any cute boys?" She asked her smile turning to a smirk.

"Well…" I thought about this question for a while. Of course the only boy I could think about calling cute was Emmett, since with 'cute' Selena understood a boy that is my type and that caught my attention. But I didn't want it to turn into something major in her eyes, so I just added a few extra boys.

"Well, there was this one boy who confessed his love to me, I think his name was Aaron and there are these two brothers, well step-brothers actually, Emmett and Edward Cullen. They are gorgeous as the rest of the Cullen's foster kids." I said with a little smirk on my lips and now she seemed really interested.

So for the rest of the dinner we talked about how our days went, she wanted to hear the details from me, and then we watched a movie she bought today, called "The perfect man". It was typical for her to buy such a movie, she probably didn't even read the description on the back; the name already had made her love it. However, it was good, and when I got to bed that day and put on my earphones, I actually felt good. As I drifted away in sleep with Chopin's relaxing music playing in my head, I couldn't help it but to look forward for tomorrow. I really wanted to gain some more information about the Cullens, mainly about Emmett.

A/N:

So the first chapter is done... As I like to say - long as fuck, but not actually that hard to write.
The next chapter will be up in about two days or so and I'll try to keep thing interesting ^_^
Love you all!

xoxo
naidan