Em POV

School starts a few days after I arrive, after "Labor Day weekend." It does not make sense to me that Labor Day seems to be the opposite of what it means-Esme tells me it is a day for relaxation-but I am happy to celebrate as the Cullens do.

"It is so awesome, Emmett," Jasper says, bouncing in the middle seat between Edward and myself. "They have the Boomerang, and the Cyclone, and a bunch of other slides, and a wave pool, and a lazy river..." He has barely looked up from his video games the entire time I've been here, so I don't bother telling him that we have water parks in Switzerland, too.

It's a lot like Alpamere, the park my friends and I visit at home, only more crowded. Dr. and Mrs. Cullen disappear, giving us orders to meet at the gates by five o'clock. Jasper darts through the crowd and I try to catch up with him, but Edward grabs my wrist to slow me down.

"It's no use," he says, snatching his hand away when he sees me glance down at it. "He's obsessed with this thing called the Cyclone, he'll stay on that one all day."

"You don't like the Cyclone?" I ask, curious. He blushes and shakes his head.

"Nah, makes me dizzy as fuck. I mean, you can go with Jasper if you want," he says, lifting his shirt up over his head. "I'm just gonna chill for a while." I try to avert my eyes so he does not catch me staring at his chest.

"I will chill, too," I tell him, pulling my t-shirt off, too. He leads me to a station where we pick up small rafts, and then we drop them into a pool filled with people floating and sunning themselves.

We float next to each other for a while, enjoying the sun. If I start to float too far away, Edward reaches out and pull our rafts closer so we can stay together. It's easy to be with him like this; he's kind and funny, and he doesn't talk so fast like his younger brother.

"Will we have the same classes? The same teachers?" I ask, listening to him describe our high school.

"Yeah, I think so. A few of them, at least," he says, looking over at me. He reaches out, grabs the handle of my raft, and pulls me closer. "Don't worry, you won't have any trouble making friends. Especially with girls," he adds, his eyes lingering on my stomach.

"I hope not," I tell him honestly. "I want to meet as many people as I can, make friends with everyone. Girls and boys," I admit. He seems so nice and easygoing; I consider telling him that I like to date boys and girls back at home, but he distracts me before I can get the words out.

"Holy shit, look at that crazy motherfucker," he says, pointing to the top of a tall staircase. I can just make out Jasper in his bright red swim trunks, standing at the top of a tall, swooping water slide. We watch and laugh as he throws himself in with a flourish. It looks like fun, but I'm glad I stayed here with Edward.