Beep Beep Beep

Ugh, you in the hell decided that making classes at 8 o'clock in the morning was perfectly fine? My body let out an involuntary groan as I rolled over to stare at the patronizing red glowing numbers of my alarm clock.

6:23. Wonderful.

I have little over an hour to shower and rush over to Dr. Moyer's Nursing 420 class. One more semester, Bella. You can do this. One more semester until you are finally a nurse. I chanted this same phrase to try and shove a little motivation into my reluctant body.

As I left my bedroom to fight for my right to the bathroom, the sweet aroma of Alice's cooking filled my senses. God bless that girl, without her I would die. This was very much the truth. I couldn't cook a God bless-ed thing and would probably die of starvation if we hadn't moved in together. Alice has been my best friend since the 10th grade. WE had met at a group for kids who had lost a parent in the 9/11 terrorist attacks; she lost her dad while I had lost my mom.

"Finally! I was wondering if you were ever going to get up!" she chirped happily. Alice was all of 4 feet 10 inches yet she had the energy of someone three times her size.

"Well, Miss Mary Sunshine, not everyone is as much as a morning person as you are." I grumbled while pouring myself a cup of coffee. I knew she wouldn't get offended by my surly attitude every morning. She had grown accustomed to it by being my roommate for the past 4 years. She gave a small giggle and set a plate piled high with breakfast foods in front of me.

"Oh hush up and drink your coffee before you go all psycho bitch on me." She laughed

I looked around our kitchen table to note that we were missing a third of our trio.

"Where's Rosalie? Doesn't she have an 8 o'clock too?" I asked through a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

"Come on, Bella. At least act like a lady part of the time. And I don't think she'll be going anywhere today. I didn't hear her come in until well after three last night. Seriously, who stays up so late on a Tuesday night anyway?" She spoke over the rim of her coffee cup.

"This coming from the girl that sleeps maybe 15 hours a week?"



"Oh hush, you know I can't help it! Plus, you know Rose just likes to go out and do crazy things at night. All I do is shop on the computer and work on my next fashion extravaganza."

I couldn't help but to laugh at my two best friends. While Alice and I had been friends for a few years before meeting Rose, you could never tell that we had ever been apart in our lives. And she was right about the crazy things. We met Rose freshmen year since she was forced to be our roommate due to a mix up in the housing department. Seeing as how everyone was nervous about sharing a room for the first time, Rosalie decided to break the tension by taking us "cardboard" surfing down the monstrous hill on campus.

"You know, we really should go cardboard surfing again, it's so much fun and we haven't been in a while." I stated as I got up to help Alice with the dishes.

She gave me a wary glance, "I don't know, Bella. You nearly broke your neck the last time. Do you really want to go to the emergency room again?" We broke down with laughter at the realization of how much I actually did want to go to the student hospital again.

After my latest accident this past fall, I had met the most amazing man in the world. He's a medical student trying to get a little more experience and decided to stay in town and complete his hours at the campus hospital. I always made a point to never go to the hospital unless I knew for sure that he was there. We've talked numerous amounts of times during my frequent visits and managed to have coffee once, but that's as far as it's gone.

I was brought out of my daze by the sounds of heavy footsteps emerging from the hallway. Wow, Rose must be dead if she's dragging her feet like that. I looked to the doorway to give her a snide comment about her eventful night when my eyes met with what looked like a bear in a more human form. There before me stood a man about six and a half feet tall and probably had the muscle strength of an anaconda. His curly blackish-brown hair was in an array around his sleepy eyes and he was clad only in a pink bathrobe.

"Morning all!" he stated before going to fix himself something to eat. I turned to give Alice a questioning look only to be answered with a questioning look of her own.

"God, Bella, you did you do last night?" she asked just low enough that he couldn't hear…I hope.

"I didn't do anyone! You know I'm not like that! I haven't slept with anyone since Mike and that was a horrible one night stand. I was too drunk to remember it." I replied hastily.



The massive bear finished making his plate and chose to sit in the chair directly across from our glares. After what seemed like a lifetime of us watching him eat, he looked up to face us.

"What?" he said appearing confused.

Alice took a deep breath to gather her bravery. "Um…who in the hell are you?"

He swallowed his mouthful and stuck his hand out as if to shake ours.

"The name's Emmett, Emmett McCarty. And it looks like ya'll are my new roommates."