A/N: This was only supposed to be a one shot, but I decided it would be sweet to do a scene between all of the cannon couples.

This is a bit different than my Esme and Carlisle one. It shows the deeper, more complex side of Emmett and Rosalie's relationship, which a lot of people don't write about. I've never written anything from Rosalie's POV before, so forgive me if I'm a bit OOC.

Oh, and I use some very mild language in this chapter. (I try to refrain from using bad language at all costs. I hate it when people swear as much as they breathe) So I'm sorry, but I thought it was fitting for the context.

So let me know what you think. Should I continue and do Alice and Jasper next chapter?

Rosalie's POV:

The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. I let out the breath I had been holding for the last forty minutes. I hated English class. It was the only period I didn't have with Emmett. And to make matters worse, I sat in between two of most popular girls in school, Maureen and Abby. They always pretended as though I didn't exist and would lean over me, gossiping and talking about weekend plans. It was all I could do to keep from slapping them.

Today it had been about a party Maureen was hosting this weekend. That only the most popular kids were invited to. Not that I would've gone even if I had been invited. I mean seriously, didn't these girls have any manners? I wanted to scream just to make sure I still existed.

I did not want to admit that I was actually jealous. Why would Rosalie Hale, the most gorgeous girl at Forks High, who also happened to have a sexy boyfriend, be jealous? The answer was simple. No matter how daft, rude, or self-absorbed these girls were, they were human. And I envied them to no end for that.

I liked to envision myself human. Of course, Emmett would be human, too. We'd leave this dumpy little town and move somewhere sunny and warm like California or Florida. We'd get married (it would be the most spectacular wedding ever. Even though I had 'married' Emmett countless times, the weddings were never all they could be considering the fact that they could never take place anywhere sunny) and then we'd have lots of babies. Tons of golden haired, blue eyed little babies. I could not understand how my sister-to-be, Bella Swan, could give all that up for the cursed life she was choosing.

As I rounded the corner, I saw Emmett leaning against my locker, looking like a god. My mood lightened considerably. He took my bag from my shoulder like a gentleman should and emptied my books into my locker. When his hands were free, he wrapped his arms around me. I leaned into his broad shoulder, content to stay there for eternity.

"Let's get going," he whispered only moments later.

I nodded. He entwined his hand with mine as we walked out toward the parking lot. My car was easy to spot. In fact, my BMW M3 sleek red convertible was the most ostentatious car in the entire parking lot. I used to refrain from driving it to school to avoid unnecessary attention, but ever since Bella had come along, we couldn't all fit in Edward's Volvo any longer.

Alice and Jasper appeared in the parking lot a moment later. They filed into the back while Emmett got shot gun. I always drove. I never allowed anyone else to drive my baby.

We arrived at the house shortly. Alice and Jasper immediately hopped out and disappeared into the house. I, however, closed my eyes and leaned against the headrest, glad that it was finally Friday.

A moment later, I felt Emmett's arms slide around my waist. He pulled me into his lap. I sighed contently.

"Tough day?" Emmett asked.

"Let's just say school isn't my favorite place, especially English class," I told him.

"Were those two being bitches again?" Emmett growled.

"Those two are the ultimate bitches. I just wish I could slap them."

"Then why don't you?" said Emmett. "If you won't, then I certainly will."

"I wish you could. They'd never know what hit them," I said, tracing the contours of his muscles.

He smiled. "So I was looking through the newspaper, and I saw that there's a drive-in movie at the park tonight. It said they're showing an oldie. What do you say we make it a date?"

I loved it when he got all romantic on me. "I would love to go."

After whipping through our weekend homework (after countless years of high school, the work was so easy I could've done it in my sleep) and watching a chess tournament between Alice and Edward (very entertaining. I was always impossible to guess who would win), Emmett and I left for our date.

We drove my convertible, which was perfect for a drive-in movie, especially on this breezy spring night. As Emmett had said, an old romance was showing, one that I could vaguely remember first showing when I had been human, more than seventy years ago.

I didn't give the movie my full attention as I lay contently in Emmett's arms. I let my mind drift away into a lovely oblivion, forgetting the entire world for a moment. The movie ended all too soon. A happy conclusion, ending in marriage, with children to follow, no doubt. Another reminder of the life I couldn't have.

Emmett immediately sensed my displeasure. "Oh, Rose, I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," I sighed. I noticed all the other cars were driving away.

We were both silent until the park emptied, making the only visible lights the stars.

Emmett broke the silence. "Rose, I know that this isn't the life you would've chosen for yourself. But think, if you hadn't been changed, then we never would've met. And I know that my life would not be worth it if you weren't part of it. This may not be the perfect way you envisioned your life, but at least we have each other."

If I could've cried, my tears would've flowed openly then. "I've been so selfish," I whispered.

Emmett said nothing, but pulled me closer to him. He rested his cheek in my hair. I snuggled closer to him, turning my face so I could see the brilliant stars.

"I love you, Rose," Emmett whispered.

"I love you, too."

And it was then that I realized my life could not be anymore perfect.