Hi my name is Lex and I don't own Twilight! :)
It's been a while since I updated, my computer crashed and I was too lazy to fix it. Anyways, this Chapter is in Emmett's point of view, I thought I'd try it out. I know it's not as long as the last chapter, but I found it a bit hard to act as Emm. I don't really like this chapter so please review and tell me what you think! Next Chapter's coming soon I promise! (I'll start working on it tonight!) Also, if you have any idea for this story line feel free to let me know, I do have a plot in mind but I'm open to suggestions. Okay that's all, I hope you enjoy!

I couldn't believe my eyes, I live with beautiful people but she, she was something else all together. She was a siren, whose song could not be ignored, she was a fox and I was lucky enough to sit next to her in American History.

I first saw her in the cafeteria. Our family managed to get our usual spot, although we were the only ones who knew it to be usual. To everybody else we were the new kids, something to be marvelled at but for some reason not welcomed. The unwelcome feeling was normal; mortals seemed to put up their defences around us.

I was scanning through the crowd and pretending to eat the pasta dish in front of me. My sisters Rose and Alice were talking about the clothes people were wearing. Jasper and Bella were talking about their morning classes and the people they've seen so far, and Ed was doing his usual thing, listening to people's thoughts. That's when I saw her; she was standing in line with some friends waiting to buy her lunch. My eyes followed her as she moved to sit down at a table with very little room left. I saw the boys flock around her and a pain hit me hard in my stomach. No, I couldn't possibly be jealous over someone I don't even know.

Well, I guess Ed got bored of people and moved on to interrupting our brain waves because I heard him say quietly in my ear, "She's the only one who's not thinking about us right now."

"Oh" I said pretending like it didn't matter much, pretending like I didn't wish she was thinking about me. "What is she thinking about then?" I asked still trying to seem uninterested. Not sure why I tried to hide it from him, he obviously knew what I was really thinking.

"She's wondering why they painted the walls so grey. She thinks schools gloomy enough without the lack of colour." Then he let one of his charming laughs and added, "She's funny isn't she."

"Yah" I didn't say it but I knew he heard. I saw a boy walk up to her and start playing with a strand of her perfect golden curls and I immediately wanted to rip his throat out. Funny, I've been around humans enough that you'd think I'd be able to handle myself better then this. If I kept this up soon Jazz would notice and then I'd have a lot of explaining to do.

"Oh don't worry about him." I heard Ed's voice in my ear again. "Taylor's not even interested in him, she's actually thinking about us right now!" So her name was Taylor. I nodded still seeming uninterested. I heard him laughing again.

"What's so funny?" I was getting frustrated with him penetrating her thoughts, he really had no right."

"She-actually-thinks-you-look-like-a-movie-star!" He said each word between fits of laughter, and I smiled because I assumed a movie star look a like title was a good thing. Then something terrible happened she caught Ed staring at her and turned away. I didn't see her face for the rest of lunch break and Ed kept telling me that she was focusing on her food very intently. The bell rang for the next class and Ed told me that he had a feeling I'd be seeing my "dream girl" sooner than I thought. I laughed and headed toward American History, possibly the most boring and useless class for me. I sat down at a table and watched as all the mortal boys and girls struggled to get a seat that wasn't next to me, soon enough all the spots were full and I was sitting alone, as usual.

Then she walked into the room, Taylor. My flawless beautiful incredible Taylor. She had no option but to sit next to me and I wasted no time. I introduced myself and soon enough she was blushing and I was laughing and I spent the rest of the class thinking about her, and watching her and trying to get her to actually speak to me.

I didn't pay attention in gym, I just though about Taylor. I thought about her hair, and her green eyes, and how her green tee shirt complimented her skin tone. I wasn't acting like myself and I guess my family could tell because all of a sudden Alice threw a basketball right at my head and said, "I better meet her before you do what you're planning to do!" What was I planning to do? I tried to think but I wasn't aware I had made any decisions regarding her. Confronting Taylor would be impossible without Rosalie finding out and the last thing anybody wanted to do was get Rose upset.

The week followed in the same pattern, I'd go to school, and the mornings would be a blur. At lunch I'd pretend to eat, talk with my family and watch the boys flock around my girl. I'd want to go over there and say something, but I had a duty to behave and keep my family's secret. In American History we'd laugh and talk and neglect our homework. I'd ask her questions and learn things about her. She'd ask me questions and I'd tell her variations of the truth. In gym, I'd play the games and think about her. Then we'd go home and I'd watch TV and wait for the next day where I could talk to her again.

When Friday came along I didn't know what to do, the forecast called for rainy weather and I knew there was no way I was going two days without seeing her face. So I made a plan, before American History was finished I would have her agree to hang out with me this weekend.

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