A/N: So this is "No Matter What I Say I'm Not Over You." This is not my first time writing a fanfic but it is my first time back in very long time. I love reading fanfic so I decided to write again.
This story is ALL CANNON PAIRINGS not to worry. ALL HUMAN. RATED MATURE.
SUMMARY: Bella is attending college in Seattle. She grew up in Forks with Alice as her best friend, Emmett as her older brother, Jasper as a dear friend and Edward as Alice's brother that Bella has pinned away for. That's really all you need to know before you read.
Chapter One: Heading Home
"You're failing Ms. Swan. I don't know what else to tell you."
I looked at my professor with a gaping mouth. You've seen those blank stares. A combination of a deer in the headlights and watching a baboon give birth.
"Failing?" I breathed out. "That's not possible. I've done perfect on all of the tests and my papers-"
"Are unsatisfactory. At best Ms. Swan you'll pull a D minus. Though I highly doubt you'll achieve it."
This was fucking bull shit! My fists were balling up as I clenched and unclenched my jaw, working every ounce of self-control I possessed so as not to yell or, God forbid punch the fucker.
"Professor Banner, I realize I've been distracted lately, but you must see reason!" I implored him. "My mother passed away from her battle with cancer just under a month ago. I'll do anything to bring up my grade. I passed first semester and I've been passing, there must be something I can do."
Professor Banner sighed and rubbed his eyebrows, his lips pursing. "Ms. Swan, I do not offer extra credit. Extra credit does not exist in college. There really is nothing I can do for you. You'll have to take the class next semester, if you come back. You can always enlist a different professor if you choose so."
I felt my lips twisting with venom as I gripped the front of Professor Banner's desk. "Thank you for your time."
With that parting, I left my Human Relations professor with as much grace as I could muster. It took everything I had not to shout at him, raise my fist in the air and tell him what a fucking dick tip he is.
How could he be so insensitive? Ass. Hole. My mother just died. Even the most focused of students would be distracted and upset. I felt like I'd been doing pretty well, all things considered. I had only missed a week of classes, kept up with my work, albeit, maybe I half assed a lot of it but still!
I shook my head as I made my way to my dorm. With any luck, Alice would be there and willing to listen about my horrible day.
My friends have been phenomenal through all of my "emoness". Not once have they been insensitive. If anything, sometimes they're too sensitive to my emotions and thoughts. I feel like they're all waiting for me to really snap. Which in all honesty, I kind of am too.
When Charlie called to tell me that my mother had finally gone, I didn't even cry. I simply finished the conversation with my father, hung up, typed an email to my professors explaining my upcoming absents, threw some clothes into a laundry sack and drove home to Forks. I hadn't even thought to tell my small group of friends what had happened until Alice called me, freaking out that I hadn't come back to the dorm. She was verbally pissed off that I hadn't asked one of them to drive with me and insisted that she and Jasper attend the funeral for support and to pay their respects. To this day, I still haven't cried. It's not that I'm in denial I've just been very good at deflecting breakdowns.
I sighed as I rounded the corner of the hall and got to my dorm. I could hear muffled rock music coming from my room causing my eyes to quickly glance at the door handle. Hmm, sock free so Alice wasn't bumping uglies with anybody. I jammed my key into the lock, twisting with a shove to open the heavy door. Alice was at her desk across from her bed, her head bent down in concentration as she read and jotted down notes for a class. She hadn't heard me come in and I suspected the reason for the loud music was our neighbor and very close friend, Rosalie Hale.
Rosalie and her boyfriend, Royce, had sex like crack whores. Alice and I don't exactly like Royce, he kind of treats Rosalie like property, not somebody he loves, but Rosalie always dismisses our thoughts.
I walked over to the stereo and turned the knob down to dull background music. "Hey, Al, how's the study session?"
Alice peeked up at me through her tiny reading glasses. The girl was a walking fashion magazine and even in yoga pants and a baggy shirt she looked cover shoot ready. Her pixie cut dark hair was spikier than usual, as though she had been pulling at it.
Alice huffed and tossed her pencil down. "Rosalie and Royce broke up. She's been in her dorm having crazy sex with some pre-med guy."
"Sounds like we've both had shitty afternoons." I plopped myself down on my bed with a deep sigh, closing my eyes and counting back from 100.
I felt the bed dip beside me as Alice crawled and lay down with me. "What happened?" she asked in a whisper, sensing my gloom.
"I'm failing human relations and apparently there is nothing I can do to fix it. Banner's a bastard."
"He won't let you, like, do extra credit or something?"
"No," I groaned. "According to Banner, extra credit doesn't exist in college."
I could almost see the scowl on Alice's face even with my eyes shut. "That's bull shit," she spat.
I nodded, agreeing. "I think I'm gonna go home this weekend. Wanna come?"
Alice sat up, causing me to open my eyes. "Why are you going home?"
I sat up as well, dropping one shoulder. "Emmett's gonna be home, I haven't seen him since mom's funeral and Charlie's phone calls get sadder and sadder every time we talk. I think he could use a visit."
"I've got a great idea!" Alice squealed. She does that a lot. "Why don't we make a trip out of it. Leave tomorrow, you, me, Rosalie and Jasper."
"And what, skip Friday's classes?" I asked frowning.
Alice smiled ruefully. "You only have human relations on Friday, if you're failing and the professor's a tool, why go? I don't have to go to my classes on Friday, it's only lectures and I can get the notes from Jess or something. Jasper may take some convincing but I'm sure Rose will be all for getting away. I wanna go home and see mom and dad and Edward." Alice pulled out the puppy dog eyes. "C'mon Bella, road trip and a three day weekend!"
It did have its perks. All of us back at our old stomping grounds, save Rosalie who had never set foot in bum fuck Forks. I snorted at the thought. Poor girl will probably go ape shit once she finds out the closest Macy's is here in Seattle.
"Okay. I'll call Charlie and let him know...but Rose stays with you." I smirked as Alice poked her tongue out at me.
I pulled my cell from my pocket and dialed home to tell Charlie I'd be coming home with the gang. The line rang three times before a very familiar booming voice picked up.
"Bells?"
"Emmett?" I gasped. He was already home. He must have felt like Charlie needed us too.
"Hey! What's got your prestigious butt calling little ole' Forks?"
I scoffed and ran a hand through my hair. "I'm not prestigious!" Emmett laughed loudly. "Actually, I was calling to tell dad that I'd be coming home tomorrow. Alice, Rose, and possibly Jasper are gonna come too."
"Sweet. I'll tell dad. Who's Rose?"
I smirked. Hmm, maybe Rose and Em would get along. "She's a friend of Alice and I. She could use the escape."
Speak of the devil.
A loud boom echoed throughout my room and I looked up to see the blonde bombshell herself standing in the doorway.
"Well now that I've had that piece of shit fucked out of me, who's up for some alcohol?"
"Uhh, Em? Yeah, I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?
"Everything all right? Who just walked in?"
"I love you Em, bye!"
I hung up before Emmett could say anything else and looked over at Alice who was already holding up a bottle of vodka and a carton of orange juice.
Rosalie threw herself down on the bed next to me, putting her head in my lap as Alice danced over and sat behind me to my left, pouring three glasses of our elixir.
Alice informed Rosalie of our impeding road trip and Rosalie was all for it, already talking about music for the drive, who would sit where, and what she was going to pack. I didn't bother telling her my brother would be in town, I wanted to see her genuine surprise.
I hoped the two year age gap between Rose and Em wouldn't cause one of them to be against a coupling. I sniggered to myself as the three of us drank and talked. Rose and Em haven't even met and I'm already naming my nieces and nephews. Alice is rubbing off on me.
"So I finally told him."
I quirked my eyebrow up at Alice as Rose blew out her cheeks and swallowed her large gulp.
"Told who what?" I asked, tipping a sip back.
"I told Jasper I'm in love with him," Alice said, her cheeks tingeing a soft pink. Alice Cullen never blushes.
"What?" Rose deadpanned not so eloquently.
Alice nodded, mashing her lips. "We were walking back from history and we stopped by the benches just outside the dorm and kept talking. He reached up to brush some hair out of my eyes and it just kind of...slipped out."
"Well, what did Jasper say? Did he do anything? Did he...did he say it back?" Rose shot questions at her rapidly while I sat quietly, watching Alice's face.
"He um...he kissed me." Alice whispered, barely hiding her excitement.
Rose and I both jumped up on my bed like something straight out of a chick flick and screamed with joy.
"It's about fucking time the two of you declared your love for each other!" I yelled, giggling.
Rose repeated one of her questions. "Did he say it back?"
Alice nodded quickly. "Yeah."
"I can't believe you didn't tell me this as soon as I walked in the room." I narrowed my eyes at Alice and then busted out laughing. "Did you think if I knew you two were together I might not have gone for the whole road trip thing?"
Alice shrugged. "Not really. I mean, the thought crossed my mind but it's not why I didn't tell you. You looked really sad so my news about Jasper wasn't as important at the time."
I huffed and glanced at Rosalie before looking back at my best friend since birth. "Alice, the news of you and Jasper finally getting together is more important than anything to me. You know how long I've said you two were made for each other. He's the yin to your yang." I smiled goofily at her.
Alice just beamed at Rosalie and I, throwing the remains of her drink down her throat. "I think I'm gonna go find Jazzy and talk to him about going home for the weekend. I really hope he doesn't have some test or paper due tomorrow, or else he'll never come."
Rosalie scoffed. "Please, Alice. That boy would flunk out of college if you asked him to."
Alice shook her head at my and Rosalie's girly giggles as she grabbed a light jacket and left the dorm room. Rosalie and I got shit faced on the rest of our drink and made a night out of packing and making playlists for the drive. Honestly, the way Rose was carrying on, you'd think she thought this was going to be a day's drive. It would take about three hours if we left at the right time and avoided Seattle and Tacoma traffic.
I didn't have the heart to burst Rosalie's bubble because she seemed genuinely excited to go to Forks. We gabbed about her break up and the shit girls do when they're drunk and there aren't guys. I was shaking my ass to some rap music when Rosalie burst my own bubble.
"So will I finally be meeting Alice's famous brother Edward?"
I cringed. Oh Edward. That boy was the star in all of my sexual fantasies. No male on the planet could compare to his inner and outer beauty.
Growing up, Alice and I were born two weeks apart and her older brother Edward was a little over two years older than us. He, Jasper and Emmett were always pretty close and eventually the boys welcomed Alice and I into their clan once high school hit for Alice and I.
It was in the second grade when Edward was a hall monitor as a fourth grader, that I fell in love with him. Sounds corny but ever since I saw him rocking that sash and little notepad like he owned the halls, he owned my soul. I had slipped on a small wet spot outside the bathroom and Edward rushed over to help me. I had met Edward before since Alice and I played together nearly every day but he always tore the heads off our Barbie's and played stupid pranks on us.
When Emmett and Edward graduated they both went off to college in Missouri to attend Mizzou. Edward really buckled down and got his degree in business in three years, which was impressive. Emmett was finishing out his architect degree there and Edward was now running restaurants all over the country but had a few small places in Forks since he wanted to move back home.
He's done amazing for himself. His parent's would have handed him anything he asked for but he wanted work for what he got. Edward was also working a small recording contract and had opened for a few bands that came to the West Coast. He was always a hit and Volturi Records finally took notice, offering him a nice deal. So the great Edward Cullen was a man of many talents but in little ole' Forks he would always be known as the heartbreaker.
Edward and I had always been friends. He told me on my senior Prom night, when I went with Mike Newton that I looked "too beautiful for that gaytard". I had blushed a furious red and he kissed my cheek before running up to his room that at the time he was staying in.
The last time I saw Edward was a three months before my mother passed away, so I hadn't seen him in six months. Much to his dismay, Edward was unable to attend her funeral because he had a gig in LA, opening for some big alternative band. He had called Alice, apologizing profusely and said he would come as soon as he could. But as soon as Edward could, wasn't soon enough. The weekend was gone and I was back at school, sorely wishing I could have gotten a hug from him. Alice had sensed my feelings for her brother long ago and knew what it would have meant for me to have seen him that week. I think she felt guilty even though she had nothing to do with it. And I wasn't holding that against him. I was so thrilled for Edward and his many accomplishments. I would have never let him back out of his concert.
I shrugged at Rosalie, realizing I took a little too long to reply to her. "I mean, if he's home. I guess. But there's always a chance that he's at one of his restaurants or has a gig."
It suddenly hit me that Rosalie was Edward's type. I blanched and decided that Rose was not staying with Alice. She would stay with me and I would all but shove her and Emmett together. That may have been selfish of me but there was no way I could girl sex talk with Rosalie about Edward. It would tear me apart. If they did meet and had a true connection, I wouldn't stand in the way, but I sure as hell wasn't going to help one form. I wasn't retarded.
"So um, now that I think about it, you should stay with me. I mean, it's closer to town and Charlie would love to finally meet you. Not to mention Emmett."
Rosalie perked up, peering at me over the top of her Cosmo magazine. "Your brother is home too?"
I nodded, "Yeah, it's part of the reason I'm going home."
She licked her bottom lip. "Yeah, okay. I'll stay with you."
I smiled like that cat who ate the canary at her and finished a paper that was due Tuesday so that I wouldn't have to worry about it over the weekend.
Around 11 o'clock, Alice came strolling back into the dorm with a dazed look on her face. Rose and I looked at her oddly, waiting for her to elaborate on what was going on.
"It's so big. Riley looks like a peanut compared to Jasper."
Rosalie and I were silent for a few beats before it finally hit us what the fuck she was talking about. We both squealed loudly. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't wondered what Jasper was packing. Still, I was a little grossed out.
"Wait!" Rosalie yelled. "You already fucked him?"
Alice glared at Rosalie. "No, Rose. I did not 'fuck him'. I caught him coming out of the shower...naked. It was glorious. I nearly fainted." Alice smiled to herself and then shook her head. "Um, anyway. He said he was game for coming. So it's all set. He called his parents and they're excited we're all coming back. I still need to call my mom and let her know Rose and I will be coming."
Rosalie cleared her throat. "I'm staying with Bella."
Prior to our agreement, Alice shifted her weight nervously since I had made her promise to take Rosalie. I discreetly nodded behind Rose's back at Alice so that Alice didn't try to convince her of otherwise.
I think Alice knew what I was up to because she got this creepy smile on her face and just nodded her head. Oh yeah. Alice knew exactly what I was up to.
Once Alice was all packed, Rosalie camped out on our floor. Why she did this was beyond me since she had a perfectly fine bed just next door. Alice was a little annoyed because Rose snores like a chain saw. I always found it kind of nice. There was something imperfect about Ms. Perfect.
Sleep found me quickly once Alice laid a pillow over Rosalie's face. Once again my head was filled with dirty images of a beautiful boy doing the most unsaintly of things to me.
"Beeeellllllaaaa!" He cired out.
"Bella?" My body was rocking hard with his movements. "Bella!"
I frowned, looking around the bedroom Edward and I were in. Why could I hear Alice?
"BELLA!"
I peeled open my eyes, glaring at the sprite that woke me. I groaned a few unintelligible words and rolled up in my blankets. So warm.
"Bella, what were you dreaming about?" Rose asked from the floor where she had just woken up.
"Yeah, you were moaning pretty hard there," Alice giggled as she pranced around our room, getting dressed.
I looked down at Rosalie and her blonde bird nest sitting on her head. "Uhh, I kept throwing up in the dream. Awful." I cringed, trying to add dramatic effect.
"Really?" Alice asked, quirking one perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "You moan my brother's name when you throw up?"
I threw myself back under my covers as my two best friends laughed their asses off at me. Yeah, real comical guys.
"You guys suck," I mumbled as I hauled ass outta bed and to the showers.
Alice insisted we take Jasper's truck since it had the most room for her things. The girl was heading home. What could she possibly need?
"Mornin' Bells," Jasper nodded to me when I handed him my suitcase to toss in the truck bed. Thank god he had one of those covers for it, or else our shit would get soaked. A light mist was dusting the air but it was nice and warm for a change. Thank you impending summer time!
"Hey Jasper," I greeted back and gave him a half hug. "I hear you and Alice talked yesterday."
Jasper smirked. "We did more than talk," he drawled with a wink.
Even though the remark wasn't made about me, I still blushed bright pink and giggled. I playfully shoved Jasper. "Don't you dare be making sexual innuendos about my Alice."
Jasper played right along. "Your Alice?"
I smirked. "Why else do you think we've roomed together the past two years, Jasper? We're secret lesbian lovers and Rosalie is our dominatrix."
I heard Rosalie snort from behind me. "Yeah, I like it real rough and painful." She barred her teeth to Jasper who I swear was getting a little excited at the mental picture we painted for him.
Alice skipped over from the dorm building, smiling. "Don't worry Jazzy, I've got time for you too."
And with that, Rosalie and I climbed in the back seat of Jasper's truck, shutting our doors and getting comfy with pillows and blankets. Alice and Jasper followed suit, Alice jumping in the passenger seat immediately plugging her ipod in.
Jasper looked at her horrified. "NO! No chick music in my truck!" He wailed.
Rosalie and I were already munching on our Twizzlers and Pringles, deciding to let the couple have their first fight.
"Jasper, I'll make you the happiest man alive and make out with Rosalie if you let us have our music."
Rosalie very ungracefully let a mouthful of half chewed chips spill from her mouth. "You're gonna what?"
Jasper acted like a five year old on Christmas morning. "You have to touch her boobs too!"
"Okay," Alice shrugged.
Rosalie looked between myself and the two up front shocked. "How did I get roped into this? I'm just along for the ride!"
"Oh come on Rose. It's not like we haven't done it before when we were drunk."
"We were drunk!" Rosalie screamed. "I didn't give a fuck then."
"So are you saying you're too good to kiss Alice?" I asked trying not to laugh.
I swear Rosalie was going to punch me. Her icy blue eyes shot fire. "Alice, get out of the truck."
Alice hopped out, Rose following. Jasper and I quickly evacuated too, no way was I missing this. Jasper was practically drooling and they hadn't even started yet.
Out of nowhere, Rosalie slammed little Alice against Jasper' truck, trailing kisses up Alice's neck and pinning her hands. Jasper groaned from beside me. I was stunned. Rose slowly moved her hands up Alice's torso, Alice copying her movements as they both locked mouths and went at it like they would with any boy. I swear Alice even moaned a little. After about two minutes I clapped my hands to break up the scene. It was when Jasper smacked my hands down that I realized he was recording this with his cell phone. Oh great.
Rosalie pecked Alice once then twice before pulling away and sauntering back into the truck like nothing happened. Alice winked at Jasper, blowing him a kiss before hopping into the truck as well.
"So...what'd ya say Bells, you up for a little smooching with one of em?"
Even though I thought Rosalie and Alice were drop dead gorgeous, I had no desire to stick my tongue down their throats. I laughed at Jasper and got in the truck.
Alice started our playlist, dancing in her seat before we even left the parking lot. I could tell this was going to either be the best car ride ever, or I was going to want to kill myself at the end of it.
The time passed quickly since we were all being crazily stupid. I stole Jasper's cell phone somehow and we were recording our whole trip, singing horribly off key and dancing like we were getting electrocuted. It was nice to be so care free.
Rosalie kept looking out the windows at all the trees and green she could see. Rosalie was born and raised in South Carolina, so to see such forestry was different for her even if she had attended UDub for two years now. I could tell she was excited and hoped her love of high end stores wasn't going to hinder her time in Forks.
I thought a lot about Edward as we were all being stupid and acting like small children. I wondered if he looked different. Would I look different to him? Would it be hard to fall back into our friendship or would it just be natural? Was he even home? Or was he out of town this weekend?
I literally twiddled my fingers. I'd be lying if I said I had given up hope that maybe someday Edward would really see me. I mean, sure, I didn't have a whole lot to offer any guy but I was smart, loving, and from the few sexual experiences I'd had, I was damn good. Of course, they could have been lying just to be nice but I doubted it since Paul always came back for more when he could have had any girl he wanted.
I huffed and gave some thought to my one relationship. Let's be honest. In high school, I wasn't exactly…developed. I had the average amount of acne, a boyish frame and glasses. I had friends because of Alice. Alice much like her brother never had to deal with waking up and wishing they were a different person, better looking and less boring. And thanks to Emmett, I was never bullied because everybody knew my big brother would pummel them. So needless to say, I wasn't exactly everybody's pick for dances. Except senior prom. Alice had worked on my acne for a good two months before and had my face clear. She helped me shop for a dress that would allow for a decent push up bra and talked Mike Newton into asking me. Of course, I hadn't known this until a week after the dance when Mike accidentally brought it up. I was livid and tried to stay angry at Alice but she had worked so hard just to make sure I had a good time. How could I have hated her for that?
So Paul has been my only sexual relationship. Losing my virginity hadn't been some romantic build up. I had been at a party freshmen year with Rosalie and Alice. Paul and Jasper had become somewhat friends, allowing Paul and I to meet. Paul took notice of my late bloomer-ness and asked if I wanted to leave with him.
It had been awkward but Paul promised he was safe, that he wouldn't judge me. I believed him. And so we continued our friends with benefits thing since. We never had dates, we kept things simple. So far, it's been exactly what I need.
"Hey, Bells, remember when you fell down the stairs sophomore year and took Lauren and Kate with you?" Jasper asked, pointing to the bane of my existence, Forks High School.
I narrowed my eyes at Jasper in the rear view mirror. "Hey, Jasper, remember when you comforted the lunch lady because her cat died and a rumor spread that you had fucked her?"
Rosalie snorted and tilted her head to the side, "I think I may have liked high school here with you guys. Everybody knows everybody, don't they?" She asked thoughtfully.
I nodded my head absently. I was about to tell Rosalie she could have had a lot of fun with Alice and I when Jasper made me want to hang him up by his nut sack.
"Rosalie, if you had gone here, Edward would have shit his pants at the sight of you."
Alice tensed up but said nothing and Rosalie glanced at me. "I don't know," she sent me a wink. "But from what I've heard of Emmett, I would have been all over him."
She was just trying to be nice but it still bothered me. I prayed yet again that Emmett not have a girlfriend right now. Please let Rosalie become my sister in-law and not Alice's!
We were getting close to my house now, Rosalie quickly pulled out her purse, digging for some mascara and lip gloss, fluffing her hair and stripping out of her yoga pants into some skinny jeans. I fought an eye roll.
Jasper pulled up to the end of my gravel drive way, saying he and Alice would see us later at the bar. Rosalie and I grabbed our stuff but didn't get two feet up my driveway when a very large mass slammed into me, picked me up and spun around at puke inducing speeds. The grip at which I was held was not just for the hell of it. Emmett had missed me and I squeezed back with just as much enthusiasm.
"Bells," Em whispered, squeezing tight once before he put me on my feet. "I'm glad you're here." And in true Emmett fashion, he ruffled the top of my head.
I groaned and fought not to stomp my foot. "Emmett, this," I served my hand to Rosalie, "Is Rosalie Hale, she'll be staying with us."
Rosalie smirked and stretched her hand out to shake Emmett's. "I've heard so much about you." I swear her voice had dropped to a 'come hither' tone and she was secretly asking if he would carry her inside and have his way with her.
Emmett's mouth was literally hanging open, holding her hand. "I uh…"
It took every ounce of self-control I possessed not to bust out laughing. My bear of a brother, who was always confident and never shy around the ladies was wonderstruck. Huh, the world does have a natural order.
"You'll help her with her bags, right, Emmett?" I hinted, nudging him with my elbow.
Emmett shot into the perfect gentlemen, grabbing mine and Rosalie's bags, quickly hauling them inside with a deep yell to Charlie that I was home.
Rosalie giggled as we walked up the porch steps and into the house. Charlie leaned his head around from his rocking chair in front of a ball game, smiling. He slowly rose, not looking a day over forty still.
"Bells, good to see you home." His gruff voice said as he half hugged me and then offered his hand to Rosalie. "I don't believe we've met."
Rosalie smiled her breathtaking smile and decided to hug Charlie. "I'm Rosalie; I hope it's all right that I'm staying here."
Charlie appeared just as affected by Rosalie as Emmett was. "Well of course. You just make yourself right at home. Always good to meet Bella's friends."
Emmett came barreling down the stairs with a huge grin. "So I cleaned up the bathroom and opened a window in the guest room for you." It was as if I wasn't there at all and I couldn't have been more happy about it.
"Thank you Emmett." Rosalie all but purred.
I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to burst if something didn't happen. "Em, why don't you give Rosalie the grand tour."
Emmett tried to act nonchalant about it and steered Rosalie towards the small kitchen. Charlie shuffled back to his chair, knowing I'd follow. I sat down on the old worn couch against the wall, crossing my legs Indian style.
"So Emmett seems rather taken with your friend Rosalie." Charlie chuckled and took a sip of his beer.
"Yeah, I think it's mutual."
We watched the ball game in comfortable silence, every now and then catching little bites of Emmett and Rosalie. Eventually a commercial came on and Charlie cleared his throat.
"Got any plans for tonight?" I smiled as his moustache moved.
I nodded. "Yeah. Probably going to Cullens."
Cullens was Edwards first experiment here in Forks. It's a pub with live entertainment, and amazing energy. Doesn't hurt that we get free drinks and food.
Charlie nodded, clicking his tongue. "I'll be fishin with Billy tomorrow morning. Be back for dinner. Think you could make fish?" It was so cute how Charlie always looked slightly embarrassed when he asked me to cook. Mom or I always did all the cooking because Charlie would live off pb&j if we'd let him.
"Of course," I replied as Rosalie and Emmett came down stairs.
Rosalie made herself comfortable next to me and Emmett went into the kitchen, coming back with three beers. He handed Rose and I each one and then remained in the doorway sipping his own as the game came back on.
"That's bull shit!" Rosalie shouted, standing up and glaring at the TV. "He could have caught that. I could have caught that!" Rosalie was referring to the player that narrowly missed the ball in the last inning.
"Well Rosalie, you're welcome here anytime," Charlie nodded to her with a smile as he went back to watching the game.
I'm fairly certain Emmett was preparing his proposal speech to her.
