Yay! The third chapter! I'm posting these so fast. Well that's cause I've been on the computer since like 3:00… its- holy crap! It's 9:33 right now! Any way, please enjoy and review!
"SNEAK ATTACK!" Emmett's voice seemed to rattle the entire house. He jumped from the top of the stairs and landed smack on top of Jasper.
Jasper was squished beneath Emmett's weight he yelled, "Fuck!" It felt as if his ribs were crushed inside his chest.
Esme appeared at the top of the stairs, "What is going on?" She demanded. Her hands were on his hips and she continued, "I will not have you too running around the house like animals and jumping on each other from the top of the stairs!"
Now she targeted her rant directly at Emmett, "You could have cracked the tiles!" Of course, she thought of the furnishing instead of her "son".
"What about me?" Jasper yelled, "He could have cracked my ribs!"
"You're fine, Jasper." Esme said with a wave of her hand, then she became stern again, "And I will not have that language in my house! Understand?" She questioned Jasper and Emmett.
"Yes Esme." Emmett said holding in a grin, he thought it was funny when Esme got mad. He glanced at Jasper who was making sure his ribs were still together.
Emmett retreated and put his game face back on, "Just you wait, Whitlock, I will get you." He said in a meant-to-be menacing voice, but it was ruined when he almost started laughing.
Esme went out into the backyard to work on her garden. The flowers rarely needed watering, thanks to all the rain, but Esme was out there every cloudy day, nursing the already healthy flowers.
Emmett exited the front door. Alice and Rosalie were in the driveway examining Rosalie's red convertible.
"What do you think about making it black?" Alice asked.
Rosalie looked at her incredulously, "No way!" Rosalie liked the red, it was bright, pretty and stood out. "I was thinking about fixing the radio..."
"Hey. What's up?" Emmett asked casually.
"Emmett?" Alice turned to him. Something was funny in her voice.
"Yeees?" Emmett said cautiously, he widened his eyes and glanced from side to side in exaggerated suspicion.
"Don't you think Rosalie should change the color of her car?" Alice asked her hand on her chin.
Emmett turned to Rosalie in disbelief, "I thought you liked the red!"
Rosalie put her hand on Emmett's shoulder, "I do". She glared at Alice, "But for some crazy reason Alice thinks it would be better black."
"Why?" Now Emmett turned to Alice. It was always better to side with Rosalie in a fight.
"It was just a suggestion!" Alice exclaimed. She turned and went into the house, just as Edward's silver car turned into the driveway. Both Edward and Bella got out.
"Bella!" Emmett's voice boomed.
"Hi, Emmett. Hey Rosalie." Bella said casually. She glanced at Rosalie, and was surprised when she smiled back. It didn't look very sincere, but it was a start.
"What are you guys doing?" Emmett asked.
"Nothing really." Bella answered. It was easy to talk to Emmett, but it was a little bit difficult under Rosalie's stare.
"Bella!" Alice exclaimed from the doorway! She ran down and squeezed Bella in a hug. "What are you doing here?" She asked excitedly.
"Nothing really." Bella repeated.
"Great! Me and Jasper were thinking of going shopping! Want to come Bella? It would be so much fun!" Alice looked from Bella to Edward and analyzed his expression.
"Oh come on Edward, it will be fun! You guys can come too!" She added to Emmett and Rosalie, who had disappeared behind the hood of the car.
"Yeah, let's go it will be fun." Emmett encouraged Rosalie.
Rosalie slammed the hood of the car, and became visible again. "Okay first I have to change." She ran inside sliding past Jasper who was exiting the house.
"Hey guys." Jasper said. "Are you guys coming? You should it, will be fun."
Bella turned to Edward with a pleading face.
He rolled his eyes, then agreed. Alice clapped her tiny hands together and called to Rosalie, who was walking to the group.
"We're taking you're car!"
"What?!" she was obviously not pleasantly surprised by this news. "Fine," she agreed. "But I'm driving".
