AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story came to me randomly. It is the first in a series of Emmett…drabbles. Why? Because everyone loves Emmett. Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: My birth certificate doesn't say Stephenie Meyer. Apparently her parents never taught her to share.

Emmett Runs For Prom Queen

ROSALIE'S POV

Chapter 1: Announcements and Arguments

I glanced at myself in the mirror one last time before heading off to school. My golden blonde hair was sprayed into place perfectly. My lightly washed skinny jeans from Forever21 were fit snuggly around my hips; my Hot Topic black studded belt through the belt loops. I had a snug red blouse on and my large silver hoop earrings were in place. Luckily my ears were pierced before I was changed. My black stilettos were buckled around my ankles. I took my ostentatious red BMW to Upperton High of the in honor of the special announcement Alice had predicted.

I made my grand entrance three minutes and twenty-six seconds earlier than the rest of my family. I know, pretty, and smart? I stepped out of the car, students gathering around to ogle at my car and my beauty. Alice and Emmett skipped into class while Bella stumbled behind them, Edward in tow. I guess she never lost her clumsiness when she was changed. Renesmee was at home with Esme; Carlisle was at the hospital. Jasper and I walked into class, looking more normal and drawing less attention.

Alice was wearing a pair of purple skinny jeans with a gray tee from Delia's. She had her lime green converse and a silver bag in tow. Bella was different. Her Wet Seal jeans fit her snuggly, but not skinny jeans like mine. Her black Ugg's went over her jeans and added the right amount of style. She was wearing a very pretty sweater, but I didn't recognize where from. She had very pretty gold bangles on her wrist. (A/N: Outfits on Profile.)

During my homeroom class with Jasper, I anxiously awaited Alice's vision. He sensed that I was excited-way to excited for practical Rosalie.

"Rose, I have never, ever in my life sensed you this hyper. I can't remember a time when you were like this naturally, from something other than Emmett. What's up?" he asked eventually, when he got tired of trying to send unsuccessful calm waves to relax me.

"You'll see." My response was short and sweet, because at that moment, the announcements came on.

"Attention staff and students, we are here today on April 5th, 2009 to bring you the day's news. Track and field practice is canceled today. Report to room C128 to get your permission slips. Fall sports try-outs will be tomorrow after school. Students hoping to participate will have to pick up a résumé in the office, and get a parent permission slip signed. Bring these two papers with you to the try-outs tomorrow. Senior prom will be held on April 30th; students wishing to run for prom king and queen should sign up in the foyer. That is all for our morning news. Thank you and have a nice day."

I looked at Jasper reassuringly, but he just rolled his eyes. The bell dismissed us to first period, the only class I had with Bella and Edward. We sat right in a row. I believe Edward was trying to convince Bella to do something.

"Will you run for me, love?" Edward asked.

"But, Edward, no one will vote for me." Bella whispered.

"I'd vote for you." he replied

"You don't count."

"Since when?"

"Since now."

"Fine, but I'm still buying you a dress, whether you win or not."

The argument went on and on through class and I finally got the gist of it. Dress, run, and vote. He was trying to get her to run for prom queen.

Second and third period were just the same, only without the arguing couple. Look up at the teacher, smile, take notes, and pretend to listen, pretend this is something new, volunteer for the really "difficult" questions- it was all a charade anyway. During fourth period I saw Jasper trying to convince Alice to do the same thing as Bella. They saw me, looked up, and innocently smiled. Fifth period was a test. During tests, we had to draw out the questions somehow. I preferred to fill in every answer bubble, and then erase everything except the right one. Every once in a while, I would purposely fill in the wrong one, just to prove that we were human. Which we weren't. But we are pretending to be. Kind of. Ish. Maybe. I don't know. And don't you dare say "Third Base!"

After we were dismissed to lunch, I went to the foyer to sign my name on the list. The student who was monitoring the list just gaped at me, and I looked over the list, just to sense my competition.