All was calm in Port Angeles. Until.

A nervous dog was alerted by the screech of smouldering rubber on tarmac, as three shining blurs rocketed past. Suddenly pedestrians scattered from the roads, landing terrified in heaps of tangled limbs. The cause of this mass destruction, wove on, interlacing in a complicated pattern no one could quite see.

You must be wondering where this colourful tornado was heading. Of course, that shining beacon of entertainment. The Bowling Alley! That was now being crashed into by a large black Jeep.

A young man, dressed in a bomber jacket, a skater hat worn backwards and a gold chain hosting a 'dollar' sign, jumped out and casually strolled away.

"What a way to make an entrance dude," he catcalls to the others whilst leaning up against the passenger door, "I totally won that."

"AHEM", a loud cough came from within the scrap metal that was originally a working Jeep. Brand new and sparkly.

" Awww Rosie-baby help me fix this up. Uhhh. Where is Rosie-baby?"

Just then the door is flung from its hinges by a rather sharp high-heel, attached to a rather expensive pair of jeans that we will guess are Prada, knocking the man sideways making a dent in the next parking lot whilst an echo of thunder blasted through the parking lot. A stunning blonde girl storms out of the car and into the bowling alley leaving the teddy bear man behind.

Meanwhile...........................

On the other side of the parking lot three exceedingly well dressed youths, no older than 19, were crowded around a silver Volvo where a young girl appeared to have locked herself in the car, clinging to her seat belt rocking back and forth in her seat, in the middle of a panic attack with an expression of absolute terror on her face.

"Leave me alone." The girl screamed from inside the car.

"Jasper, a little help!"

"I'm going to die" The screeching continued.

"JASPER"

"Alright, alright"

"What's going on" The sleepy girl asked.

"Bella, it's OK, no one's going to hurt you".

Bella clambered out of the car into Edwards waiting arms.

"RUN EDWARD""WE ARE GOING TO WIN"

"NO YOUR NOT" the previously immobile Emmett rocketed past.

He raced past Rosalie who flaunting threw the foyer, attracting as much male attention as possible, threw the entrance to the front desks. ams down on the desk and jumps in the air.

"I WON! I WON! I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WOOOOOON!"

Then leaning casually against the front desk, a subtle change compared to the celebration dance previously seen, takes a deep breath and........

"Cullen reservation please" a professional voice came out of the teddy bear mans mouth.

The stunned receptionist gawped and pointed over towards the footwear section, where a perfectly presented couple were picking up their bowling balls, not a hair out of place. The screams were so sudden people still believe the apocalypse had started (A/N Fred).

"WHAT" he screeched

Grabbing onto the man's collar and shaking him.

"Emmet, let's be sensible now"

Rosalie floated over, and detached Emmet's grip from the poor man's collar, and dragged him away from the victim. Placing him forcibly on the waiting seats. Emmet put his head down, and his protruding bottom lip began to shake.

That was when Rosalie spotted her ultimate perfection across the room.