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Chapter 2: The Rose Gardener
Emmett's POV:
It was Monday, as I recall. Rosalie told me she was going out to meet a friend. She would be back before school the next day. Even though we lived out in the middle of nowhere, the family still agreed that our relationship should play out, in case someone had happened to be there, we had had practice. She gave me a kiss before I could wonder who the friend was, and ran like a blur. I would have followed, but I would wait until later to ask. I don't think her friend really needed Rosalie fired up. No one really does...
Like Alice said, I am simply a placeholder, so the humans are jumping up on us if they aren't afraid, like Bella. That's really rare, but you know, a precaution isn't all that bad of an idea. In this way, I shouldn't've been all that surprised if Rosalie actually decided to fall in love with someone else. But -- Rosalie! It was Rosalie!
When I came home from hunting that day (good thing I had been hunting... and Jasper, too, for that matter), there was a scent of human in the air. I rushed toward it, and told Jasper to stay outside for a bit. There was Rosalie, with a boy. They were on the couch in the living room. Snuggled up, together. Did Rosalie notice how dangerous that was? He looked like a nice boy, I suppose... He had blond hair, green eyes. He had a brilliant tan. Basically everything a girl might want from a guy. But what was his personality? Did he know what he was doing? Had he discovered us yet? It did take Bella a bit of time...
"Oh, Rosalie, really..." the boy was taking her in. "Rose... mmm." His eyes were a tad glazed over, like he had never seen anyone like her. Like she was a little too close, but he didn't mind.
Neither of them had noticed me. They were being lovebirds. I would have thought Rosalie would have known better... I would have thought she had some of her senses were alert, other than on this human!
"Rosalie?"
She started, and looked at me. Then she got up, quite quickly. The boy looked more startled.
"Rose, who is this?" he asked.
"A... friend of my sister's. He's... leaving."
I glared at Rosalie.
"Who am I?" I said. "No, who is he?"
"He's my friend. Oh, by the way, you should get Dr. Carlisle to check your ears. I said you were leaving." Rosalie glared back. The boy on the couch looked a bit disturbed at his girlfriend's transformation.
And so I left.
