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Chapter 2:

Edward POV:

So there I was again- sitting in the same restaurant, with the same person, eating the same meal at the same table- every Saturday was the same thing. Across from me was Tanya "my girlfriend." I shuddered at the thought. She was jabbering away about her life- lost in her own little world where she is the center of attention. She had no clue that I had tuned her out many minutes ago.

"Isn't that SUCH a good idea, Edward?" Tanya asked.

"Huh? Oh yah…sure," I replied. I had no idea what she just said, but it was probably nothing important.

"So you want to go to New York with me for fashion week? Awwwww! That's so thoughtful of you. We are going to have so much fun together- I'm walking for Dior, Chloé, Chanel, and Marc Jacobs you know. We will take long strolls around central park- relaxing in our lavish sweet at the Waldorf! Eating room service, and having romantic dinners with strawberries and champagne! Doesn't it sound grand?" I immediately snapped my reverie. There was no way I was spending a week with this woman. Matter of fact and hour is torture enough as it is! Ugh…I can't believe I agreed with this.

"So much for it being "nothing important," I thought.

"We will be leaving in three days time," Tanya continued. "Remember to pack immediately. Remember your tux, at least three pairs of nice shoes, sandals, flip-flops, dress pants, jeans…" I tuned her out again. She could go on like this for hours. Finally our food arrived. Of course, Tanya had only a salad with no dressing, while I had a nice juicy order of Filet Mignon. If you have money to spend, why not spend it on something nice to eat- treat yourself once in a while.

As I stared at the woman across from me, I couldn't help wondering how I came to be with such an obnoxious woman. True, she is attractive. She routinely is hit on my men right in front of me, and heads turn as she walks down the street. Looks are not everything, however, and looks are the only thing that is going for her. Underneath that pretty face, there is nothing of substance. You can not carry on a conversation with this woman if it is not about makeup, clothes, shopping, makeup, Orlando bloom, clothes…to be frank, it is rather dull. If only there was someone out there who possesses both beauty and brains. She needs to like me for me- not just someone you hook up with because of his money (and I get a lot of those types).

About two hours later, I finally made it home to my upscale apartment in Seattle. I opened the door and was about to relock it when I heard a big crash coming from my kitchen. I immediately went on the alert. I stealthily made my way into the kitchen and turned on the lights- ready to call the cops at a moments notice. My eyes came to rest on a big burly man raiding my refrigerator.

"Oh hey bro," the intruder said as he turned around.

"EMMETT!" I shouted "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE? YOU ALMOST MADE ME CALL THE COPS!"

"Sorry man," he said as a big smile formed across his face. Emmett has been known to visit me at the worst times. He is family, so he is always welcome, yet I just wish he would give me at least a days notice before he would show up. Normally, I would laugh at this type of situation, but because of my date with Tanya, I was in an extremely unhappy mood.

"Emmett, what are you doing here?" I asked as I rubbed my forehead.

"Oh, you know…the usual. Just waiting for my favorite brother to come home so we can have some brotherly bonding time!" silence. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

"Oh nothing really…except for the fact that I am currently dating a bimbo who is dragging me off to New York City in three days for fashion week…not to mention that my whole life is a massive routine- with nothing to mix it up, work is stressing me out, and to top it all off, I almost thought I had a burgler in my house when I came home. So yah, something is wrong." Emmett burst out laughing

"I laugh cant believe laugh that you are going to laugh fashion laugh week with TANYA! That's hysterical! Alice is going to be so jealous!"

"I'm glad one of us thinks this situation is funny," I spat. He is right, however, my sister, Alice, will beat me up. I knew for a fact that she really wanted to go this year. Her pashion is fashion, and is currently studying to a fashion designer. "This might work," I thought. "Not only will I have someone interesting to, but also I wont have to spend the entire week alone with Tanya!" "Thanks Emmett! You're a life saver!"

"No problemo," he said. "Here is the phone," Emmett said handing the cordless phone to me. I dialed her number, but only got her answering machine.

"Hey, you've reached Bella, Rose, and Alice. We're not here right now, so leave one!" BEEP

"Oh um…hey Alice, it's you brother. I was wondering if you would like to join me and Tanya on Tuesday in order to go to New York Fashion week. I know you love to shop and everything, so I figured I might as well ask you. So…yah…call me when you get this…bye." I hung up. "Emmett, since when has Alice been living with people. The last I heard, she was just moving into her new home. I didn't realize she had room mates." "I wonder whose voice that was on the phone. She sounded just like an angel. I have to remember to meet this girl when I see Alice again," I thought. "Wait a second dumb ass!" my conscience shouted at me. "You're not single! Wait until you at least break up with Tanya before you start with someone else. You may be tired of her, but that is no reason to cheat."

"Yah, I had no idea she was living with anyone either," Emmett said. "I wonder if she has any single friends. I mean, we all know that Alice has impeccable taste in both fashion and friends." We both smiled at the memory of all of Alice's hot friends growing up.

"Yah, I am not going to disagree with you there," I said. I shot a look at Emmett, and we both cracked up. "Well since you're here, Emmett, we might as well get this brother/male bonding thing going and turn on that baseball game that's on right now."

"Bro, you just read my mind," he replied as he jumped over the railing- separating the kitchen from the living room. I smiled and shook my head as I followed him- not quite so energetically- into my living room. Emmett already had the TV on and was furiously flipping through the channels to find it. "DAMN!" he shouted "At THIS rate, the game will already by over by the time I find it. Here, Edward, since this is your TV, why don't you find it!" He flung the remote at me, and I caught it with ease. Being in shape has its advantages, I thought. I quickly found the channel the game was on, and Emmett stopped complaining as soon as I did- becoming fully engrossed in the action on screen between the Mariners and the Atlanta Braves.

I looked over at my brother, and couldn't hold back a smile. True, he may be slightly…odd, but he always comes up with the best ideas, and makes for a good time.

Well, there you have it. Chapter 2! I would love it if you guys would review. PLEASE!! they make me happy, and if you dont review, it makes me sad. :( see? Sad. all reviews are appreciated, but please know that put downs and all that stuff are not encouraging. so on that note, thanks! -3 yah-