Positive, Negative, Neutral

Summary: Rosalie Hale has a great life, but one night gets a little crazy. She finds herself staring at a little pink plus sign. Now what? She's a girl in college who doesn't know where to go, but somehow, Rose manages to find friendship and romance out of this mess.

A/N: Another revised chapter of the story coming at you.

Disclaimer:I do not own Twilight or the characters of Twilight.

Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to punkproud… My very first reviewer ever.


Chapter 2: Decoy

A hangover is the wrath of grapes.
Author Unknown


Omigod. Where am I? I am laying in somebody's bed… and although it was comfy, it smelled like cologne, puke, and vodka. I sat up and regretted it immediately. My stomach lurched and I moaned… my head throbbed and I considered to find the bathroom… until the pile of blankets next to me groaned and rolled over.

Not blankets. A person: specifically a male, probably 6'5" and very naked.

Then it all flooded back. The flashing lights and all the vodka, vomit and sex. I screwed up big time. The man beside me opened his eyes and squinted at me. I sucked in a sharp breath and he stared blankly.

One...two… three… "Shit!" He exclaimed. Ah, he remembers as well. If only I could remember his name, which I had been moaning so loudly last night.

Well, being that I was naked and hung over, I said the most brilliant thing I could muster. "Hi."

"Hi... Um. We had sex last night, didn't we?" He said. Dimples show on his cheeks when he thinks… it's cute.

"Yup. I got drunk last night, didn't I?" I replied.

"Yup." Suddenly he smiled, "Your funny when you are drunk." his hand flew up to his forehead.

"Headache?" I asked. He nodded. "Can I use your shower?" He nodded once more before burying his face in the pillow. I sniffed my naked skin. I smelled horrible, like puke and jizz. I hurried to the door that joined his room to a private bathroom, clutching a blanket to my naked chest. It's a typical guy bathroom; boxers in the corner, Axe deodorant on the counter, Toothpaste. Definitely normal.

But, what if he isn't normal? He could be a rapist for all I know. All though, he probably would have disposed of my body last night if he was. So… I guess I can rule out rapist. But, what if he's a player? Maybe, he's just using me for sex. I hurried through my shower and poked my head back into his room.

"Can I have my clothes?" I asked.

He handed everything I required to me… my skirt, shirt, bra… and my thong. How embarrassing.

"Don't worry, I've seen you naked." He must have noticed my blush. "By the way… nice ass." He smirked.

"Shut up." I scowled. He is definitely a player. Dammit.

When I was fully clothed I walked out of his room so he could shower. A man with bronze hair was cleaning up a brow spot on their white couch. I wrinkled my nose. Did I have a threesome?

"Hi, Rose." Bella said from the kitchen doorway. Oh thank God! Someone I know!

I hurried over to her side. "What happened last night?" I hissed.

"Bad things, Rose. Bad… although sexy….. things." She wasn't wearing her clothes from last night, but rather an oversized sweatshirt and a pair of guy shorts.

"Where are your clothes?" I asked.

"I got puked on… again." She grimaced.

"Good morning." A smooth voice said from behind me. I turned and came face to face with a third man, this one having honey blonde hair and a slight southern drawl. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Uh, coffee is fine. Thanks." I replied.

"How do you want it?"

"Black."

I sat at the table and was waited on hand and foot by the two men. I finally re-learned their names. The honey blonde man is Jasper and the bronze sex God is named Edward. Bella was making googley eyes at Edward while he made us pancakes and eggs.

Sometime later, the guy I had sex with and Alice both emerged from showers. Alice sat beside me and bit her lip, looking bothered by something.

A moment later I learned my sex toy's name. Emmett. It was a nice name and it tugged at a distant memory that I didn't really care to try and decipher.

It was awkwardly silent other than the clink of forks against plates. "So, this is a nice place you got." I said. Nice, Rose, very nice. Smooth. God I'm an idiot.

"Yeah, very nice." Alice backs me up.

"Thank you." Edward replied while passing Bella a plate piled full with bacon. She selected a few pieces while ogling Edward's upper arm.

"What do you guys major in?" Jasper asked curiously.

"Literature." Bella said, "I minor in Psychology."

"Fashion. I'm an intern at Allure magazine!" Alice said… Oh boy, you get Alice talking about fashion and it never stops!

"Physics and Chemistry." I replied, "You guys?"

"Psychology and philosophy." Jasper said.

"I'm in Med School. I minor in music. I play piano." Edward said.

"Oh wow, that's so cool." Bella was nearly drooling.

"And he dances with a tutu." Emmett added. "Don't forget that."

"Shut your face, douche." Edward countered angrily. His eyes were narrowed and he reminded me of a hissing cat.

"I'm on a sports ride for football." He flexed his muscles. "But I back that up with a Math major."

"Interesting." I said. Great, I picked the guy that is all brawn and no brain.

Silence fell again, while we began to eat. They are smart, and I don't think they're lying. I saw the massive piano. I don't think a rapist would go to all that trouble just to get in a girl's pants. Plus, a rapist wouldn't make us breakfast and let us use their shower.

"Let's play a 'get to know each other' game." Alice suggested, "Like 20 questions, except everyone has to answer the same question. I'll start." Jasper was looking at her with a large goofy grin. He was into her.

"Where is your birth town and home town?" Alice asked, "My birth town is Biloxi, Mississippi. However, when I was three, I moved to Port Angeles, Washington. We can go clockwise." However I couldn't help but notice that Jasper was looking at Alice all funny… as though she had grown a third eye on her forehead.

I shrugged it off and began to tell my life story... sort of. "Born and raised in Rochester, New York. I moved to Port Angeles to live with my Aunt after my parents died." Emmett stopped chewing and stared at me with an expression similar to Jasper.

Bella began speaking shyly. "Born in Forks, Washington. I moved with my mom to Phoenix after my parents divorced. Then my mom got remarried to Phil, so I moved back with dad in Forks so my mom and Phil could have some alone time." Bella blushed. I was surprised that Edward did not look at us funny, unlike Jasper and Emmett who were gaping like fish with open mouths.

" I was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois. My parents died of an illness and I was adopted by a family in...Forks, Washington. There a met a pretty girl named Bella Swan and now she sits across from me today."

Bella sputtered on her orange juice. She was choking. I wacked her on the back and narrowed my eyes at Emmett… When you squint at him he looks like… my… ex… oh, no fucking way!

When Bella gained control, she stared at Edward like he was an alien. "Edward Cullen? I haven't seen you since senior prom!" She coughed again.

"Wait." I said, tears leaping to my eyes instantly as I tried to gain control of the situation.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...Jasper?" Alice squinted at him. "Wow, you've changed your hair… it's longer!"

Emmett grimaced and shook his head.

"Destiny." Alice whispered randomly.

Wow. I just slept with the guy I dated all through sophomore and junior year. The love of my life. Who left me. On the street. Alone.

"Remember when..." Jasper laughed "I was a sophomore, with Rose, and Emmett was the only Junior, while Bella, Alice and Edward were freshman."

"The closet prank!" Emmett guffawed.

We all looked at Edward and Bella who blushed delicately. "I'll never forgive you." Bella hissed.

"Awe, Bells. It was just a joke!" Emmett said, while the rest of us laughed. Emmett had told Edward that Bella was seen going into the closet with that loser Mike Newton. Edward freaked, and ran to the closet and burst in there. But, instead of it being Mike and Bella, it was Mike and Jessica.

"That wasn't funny!" Bella exclaimed. We laughed and joked about pasts.

"Emmett's last prom." Alice reminded. Who could forget the prom that Mike Newton was de-pantsed at?

"Good times," Emmett said. Who could forget Mike's pink boxers with sexy stamped on the butt?

"March 22 of Emmett's senior year." Edward reminded. Ah, yea, Emmett loosened the teachers wheel-y chair causing it to fall out from under Mr. Varner.

"All those brilliant teacher pranks!" Emmett sighed contentedly.

"And the romance!" Alice sighed dramatically.

"Oh, and the nasty break ups." I scowled, furious at myself for not recognizing Emmett from the start. Emmett had suddenly broken up with me a few weeks before his graduation. He had already said that he would go to College in Port Angeles so we could continue dating through my senior year, but he suddenly left me and switched to school in New York.

May 13, 2003

"Emmett? Something wrong." I asked him. Emmett had become distant and I was worried about him.

"Rosie-posies." He used the nickname that I told him annoyed me, but I secretly loved. "I can't be with you."

"What! But I love you." I said, "You can't just leave! I love you!" I grabbed his hand but he moved away, suddenly angry with me.

"That's the problem! You love me too much!" He pointed a finger at my chest, which was heaving with sobs. "You're suffocating me! I'm going to New York instead, there are better opportunities there! You can't please me anymore!"He turned to walk back to his truck.

"Emmett!" I begged. I grabbed his arm. He turned and shoved me. I stumbled backwards.

He looked at me shocked. "Rosalie, I-"

"No, Emmett. I get it. You don't want me. Who would?"

He closed his eyes. "Goodbye." He got in his truck, slammed to door and drove off with my heart.

I screamed.

Yup. It was that nasty After that, he graduated and moved on. I stayed until I graduated, with my friends. I ran into Royce King's arms. I dated him for two years, until he pressured me into drugs.

It was pretty quiet after I said that.

"Was that necessary?" Emmett asked.

"I hate you." I seethed.

"You weren't saying that last night." Emmett smirked.

"Ok then." Edward said, breaking up our fight, "Who's done eating?" I handed him my plate without breaking my glare at Emmett.

"How 'bout we treat you guys to lunch." Alice suggested. "You've been nothing but nice to us, and it's the least we could do."

"Sounds good." Jasper said. "We should catch up!"

"Let's meet at our apartment…" Alice trailed off. "Can I have your number, Jasper?"

"It's a date." Emmett said, cocking his head at me.

Alice and Jasper walked off to retrieve his phone from somewhere else in the house. Bella asked Edward shyly if she could see his piano. That left me and Emmett in the kitchen.

"Ever heard of forgive and forget, Rosie-Posies?" Emmett asked, putting his dishes away.

"Yes." I said. But I can't. That night, when he left me on the street… I made a vow to never fall for Emmett McCarty Cullen again. Ever.


A/N: This chapter is Decoy, which is a song by Paramore.

09/5/2011 – Hey guys! I just fixed up this chapter. Hope you enjoy the BETTER version!