Wait long enough? Heehee. The first chapter is kind of… strange. Edward is OOC, I'm kind of worried about reactions to that. But yeah. I hope you like this. I really do :) I'm trying to work out a posting schedule. I think a chapter every Friday, depending on how well you review :P And when I finish. I sorta only wrote three chapters. Heh.

I want to be the very best
Like no one ever was.

-The Pokemon Theme Song

"Yo, Em, bro, over here!" Emmett's friend, Jasper called from across the skate park.

Looking up, he saw Jasper and his girlfriend Alice standing on the top of a halfpipe, clutching their skate boards.

Jasper wore a white Volcom hoodie, white skinny jeans and white vans. His honey blond hair peeked out from under his white cuffed visor beanie. Alice had on a purple tank top over a black tee shirt and an orange skirt over black leggings. She wore lime green high top's and a bunch of her ever-present neon jelly bracelets. Her black hair stuck out in every direction, and her bangs almost covered her heavily lined violet eyes. Any other girl would have looked stupid, but Alice, Queen of Scene didn't. Her hot pink board was held by Jasper, her knight in Volcom armor.

Emmett made sure his black DC's were tied as he ran over to meet two of his close friends. When he reached them, he grinned, unzipping his Iron Maiden sweatshirt. "What it is," he greeted them.

Alice smiled and rolled her eyes as Jasper nodded at him. "'Ay," she responded.

"Where is everybody?"

"Ed n' Bella are gunna be late. He lost her helmet," Jasper laughed.

"Yeah, and Jake and Seth are grounded. Jake's dad found pot in Seth's sock drawer. Knew it was Jake's, though."

"Man. I told 'em it was jank. And what do they do?" Emmett shook his head. "No one listens to me."

"Because your ideas are always dumb," Alice grinned.

"Yeah, yeah, tiny."

"Are we gunna skate or what?" Jasper asked, breaking up the escalading argument.

"Hell yeah we are!" Emmett threw his board down and dropped off the edge of the ramp.

Wind rushed through his hair, and all outside noise was silenced with a pleasant, other-worldly woosh. This is what he lived for. Skating was more than a hobby to Emmett; it was his life. "Eat, sleep, skate" was his philosophy, and it was working out fine. Sure, his grades weren't great, his future wasn't so bright, but who cares? He'd go pro, like Tony Hawk for a while, get real famous, make a few video games, a clothing line, get filthy rich. And he wasn't gunna give anything to his parents. "Do your homework!" "You're a disappointment!" "Emmett, you bring shame to the McCarthy name."

Then, he'd look up from his video game, and snort. "Hey, Harry, that rhymed."

His dad would turn into a tomato, and start yelling and swearing at him.

Hell, it wasn't like he was stupid. That was a façade to make people laugh. Really, Emmett had a lot of good sense and knew something about everything. Yeah, he was supposed to do homework. Yeah, he wasn't going to get into a good college. Who gives a rat's ass? What he wanted to do had nothing to do with education. Plus, he had a job, since his parents cut his allowance.

Emmett did a 180 and went back down the other ramp. Doing a one-handed handstand on the corner of the other ramp, he called to Jasper, "Your fly's down, man!"

He laughed as he went back and forth, waiting for the momentum to die down. When he saw Jasper glaring at him, he burst out into laughter again. "Ah, man, that was funny," he sighed.

"It wasn't even down!"

"Calm down, Emo, I was only kidding."

Alice, on the other hand, was smiling at Emmett. "I thought it was funny."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Giggling, Alice curtsied at his bow. "Did you hear anything from Ed and Bell?"

"Nah," Jasper said as he scrolled through his cell phone.

Emmett took out his Sidekick and called Ed, his best friend. "What?"

"Oh, hey to you too," Emmett muttered good-naturedly.

"Okay, okay. Hi, Emmett," Ed snorted, than added, "What?"

"When are you n' Bella getting here?"

"We're like, right there. See you in a sec."

"A'ight. Later, bro." Emmett hung up, and told Alice and Jasper what Edward had said. "Let's chill for a minute then."

Alice and Jasper sat on a bench, and Emmett sat on the back of it, putting his feet next to Jasper. "Can you believe the summer's over next week?" Alice asked and sighed.

"It is?" Emmett gasped, honestly taken aback.

"Damn, Em, it's called a calendar."

"Yeah, like I have that. I just set an alarm on my phone for the day before."

"Good plan, good plan," Jasper nodded.

"You're both idiots. Are you planning to, oh, I dunno, do work this year, Emmett?"

"Not entirely, Al."

Alice just sighed and shook her head. "You could be really smart. I just wish you tried."

"Bah," Emmett waved his hand. "It's a waste."

"Do you know the chances of you going pro?" Jasper questioned. "Pretty slim."

"I don't care. If I can't skate, I'll be a hobo. A hobo with a skateboard, and that's it."

"Don't be stupid."

"I'm cereal, Alice."

"Fine, let's change the subject," Jasper offered.

"Whatever."

"Oh! Did you hear about that new chick?" Alice asked.

"No. Don't really care, either, unless she's; A: A hot skater, B: A hot slut, or C: A hot slutty rich girl," Emmett counted them off on his fingers for emphasis. "Or all of the above."

"You are such a guy. Fine, don't care."

"I wanna know, though. Who is she?" Jasper asked.

"Rosalie something. I heard she used to go to a boarding school, but she got kicked out, so her parents moved here and are making her go to public school as a punishment."

"God, moving just to punish a kid? They've gotta be loaded," Jazz said, wide-eyed.

"Yeah. And getting kicked out of a boarding school? Maybe she is a hot, rich, slutty skater."

`"I'm going to set your board on fire," she muttered.

"Don't. Even. Joke."

"Hey, guys!" The three of their heads whipped around to find Bella, wearing a black tee shirt with a rib cage on it, and a leopard-print heart. She wore a normal pair of blue jeans and beat-up black Converse, and her brown hair was pulled back, her sidebangs hanging in her face. Emmett heard Alice huff at her lack of originality.

Ed was following her, wearing a black, red and gray striped hoodie and black jeans, wearing gray Converse. His crazy bronze hair was windblown and in his face as usual. He was guiding his bike with his skateboard under his arm. "Hi," he smiled as he and his girlfriend reached the other three.

"Hey," Jasper and Alice said. Emmett grinned in recognition.

"Where are Jacob and Seth?" Bella asked.

"Grounded," the three of them said in unison.

"Why?" Ed questioned, scrunching his eyebrows together.

"Pot."

"Oh," Bella frowned and looked away. She and Jacob had been best friends since they were little, and not even she could convince him to stop smoking. Ed rubbed her arm soothingly.

"Are we gunna skate, or…?" Alice asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Oh, look, it's Ben," Ed waved his skateboard in the air, catching Ben's attention.

Ben skated over to them, then kicked his board and caught it in midair. "What's up? Hey, where are-"

"Grounded," Emmett interrupted.

"Oh. Hey, have you guys seen Angela?"

"Nah, I thought she was with you," Alice said.

"Huh. Maybe she's getting ready for school or something," Bella suggested. "She's really the only one of us who'd do that sort of thing."

"Well, maybe Alice," Emmett added, beaming at her. "The little control freak."

Alice smirked "Minus the control."

"Ooh, what a frightening little monster," Jasper laughed, pretending to cower.

"Rawr," she turned her hand into a claw and struck her annoying "dino" pose.

Run away, run away, I'll attack. Run away, run awa- Ben's phone rang, and he answered it immediately. "Ang?"

He listened for a while, his smile fading into a worried grimace. "I'll be right there, okay? Bye," he looked around at them. "Angela is sick, I've gotta go. Bye," he skated off.

They watched him for a while, then Emmett got up and started skateboarding around the bench in a continuous circle. Alice and Bella's eyes followed him whenever he passed, but Ed was looking at the spokes in his wheel, and Jasper was staring at the sky. "What are you thinking about, Jasper? What rhymes with 'dark abyss'?"

"Oh, get the stick out, McCarthy," he muttered in response.

Emmett did an Ollie, then held his board. "Of where, your wrist?"

"Shut the hell up!" Jasper kicked at him, but he was too far away to be reached.

"Okay, okay, sorry."

"Girlfriendless," Jasper said under his breath.

"Bitch, please," Emmett responded as he tried to balance his board on his outstretched palm. Taking on a fake female gangster accent, he said, "I need a man as much as a fish needs a biiiisikuhl," then he puffed out his lips and snapped in a Z-formation.

They laughed, but looked warily at him. "Seriously, Emmett. Ever think about a relationship?" Bella asked, cocking her head to the side.

"Nah, there are no hot skater girls around here."

"Skater girls? Emmett, you can cross high school stereotypes," Ed scoffed.

"Sure I can, but I'd rather not," he tried balancing it again.

"How about a nice, well-rounded metal head?" Jasper tapped his chin. "Oh! Or maybe a nice, quiet punk rocker?"

"Bah, punk is dead."

"Emmett, c'mon. Aren't you lonely?" Alice asked.

"No! I'm fine. When I get all famous n' shit, I'll have like, a bazillion girlfriends."

Alice clicked her tongue, Ed shook his head at him, Jasper whistled "Blood" by My Chemical Romance (emo) and Bella laughed to herself. "Imagine Emmett falling for a prep girl? You know, the real bratty kind?"

"The 'OMG I, like, broke a, like, nail!' type, or the, 'Daddyyyy, can I borrow one of your credit cardssss?' type?" Jasper asked.

"Either," she smirked.

"How about," Emmett clapped his hands together, "A blonde with a double D cup, major skating skills and can rock the bass?"

"Yeah, yeah, go back to the halfpipe," Jasper waved him away.

Emmett bowed to Ed, holding his arm out, and asked in an overdone English accent, "Edwahd, would you lahk to shrrrred with me?"

"I shall," he replied while buckling his helmet.

BMX-ing was different from skating, where you had to wear a helmet if you were gunna do the crazy ass shit that Ed did.

The two climbed up the stairs to the top of the wood-steel-and-cement structure that almost cleared as soon as they reached the top. "Ahftah you," Emmett said.

Ed smiled and dropped off on his bike. Emmett had to admit; the boy had a gift. He did a flawless 360, twisting the handlebars midair. He was as good on bike as Emmett was on skateboard. When he got to Emmett's side, he did a back flip (using the curve of the ramp, of course). No matter how many times Ed freaked the hell out of whoever was watching, Emmett was still amazed. He half smiled and shook his head when he got back to him. He held out his hand, and Ed grasped it, the both of them clapping a hand on each other's back. "You are so skilled, man," Emmett raved.

He nodded at him. "Show me, up, Shred."

Emmett half grinned then got ready to drop off when he saw something over Ed's shoulder that had never happened before.

What the flying fuck were Mike Fruit-ton, Jessica Manly, Whoren Malory, and the rest of the preps doing in the skate park? "The hell!"

"What?" Ed turned around. "Aw, man. Hey, who's the new chick?"

There was a new girl- that, Emmett could tell. Her wavy golden hair and actual taste in clothing stood out from the rest. But he bet that her nasty bitch attitude wasn't different. "That's Rosalie. I'm guessing that she isn't a slutty skater whore," he shrugged, and dropped nonchalantly off the edge.

I'm having a supergreat sleepover with my bestest buddy Chrissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. So I best get off before she caps ma assss. But REVIEW!