Authors Note: …Hehe. Don't tell Libby I wrote the third chapter already because she was going to write it. She took too long so I was just like, "SCREW IT!" Anyway... Here it is! Sorry for the wait (you can blame Lib on that one). Guys, be prepared for a kind of depressing chapter.

Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyer (no matter how much I really REALLY wish I am)

Chapter Three - Memories

The day was cool and breezy even though the sun shone brightly overhead bringing a slight strain to my eyes. The effect made the ocean look sparkly and bright. Even the tide was just perfect to walk along the beach, but still enough so when the water comes up, it splashes your toes just slightly. Clinching my toes, I let the feeling of the wind swipe through my body. The smell was phenomenal, as if lilacs were surrounding me for miles and miles to come.

It had been twenty minutes since I first started walking. I was carrying my sandals through the loops, only hanging on by my pointer finger. My soft brown shorts worked well with my skin tone, along with the white top and blue jacket that went over it. I was relaxing, just time for myself to think. The awkward thing was though, I couldn't stand walking. Ever since I was little, I've always been the fastest runner around. In fact, I've beaten every person I've ever raced against in my life.

I was always the fastest runner, never to be outrun by anyone who stepped in my path. The only problem is, I just seemed to be running away from everything. My infuriating mother who always seems to get in my way, my little brothers who – even though I can pester – drive me crazy, my friends and their exceedingly drama-filled lives, my boyfriends who never seemed to be enough, and a lot of the time, myself. Some people may ask why I'm running away from myself. Many girls would want to be me, so for some people it doesn't make sense. I'm blonde, pretty, popular, athletic, and whatever other traits that I might have.

The truth is, I hide it all inside, and some days I remember when I wasn't broken.

It was those days of elementary school that seemed like they would never end. And those days of riding bikes around the neighbor hood and playing on playgrounds without caring what anyone else thought about me. They were those days before I had to deal with too much pain and emotions. It was the good old days, before it happened. But as soon as I start to think of the good, the memories of the night come like a sudden flashback running through my mind.

The phone rang a few times as I was in my sister's bedroom, into her diary once again. It was two weeks before her final exams in her junior year of high school and tonight she was going out drinking with her friends to celebrate. After she found out that I started reading her journal, she said it was all right as long as I didn't tell our parents what was happening. I figured it was fair, so I did my end of the bargain.

I heard my mother's soft voice answer the phone. "Hello?"

I remember my mother's gentle tone. The way it used to be. She always was calm about everything until this point. She was the one who always had everything in order, for herself and for others. She always put herself last in everything she did. Of course that was before, and that one word… hello… was the last would I would ever hear like that.



I remember I was confused on the way to the hospital. They wouldn't tell me what was happening, but mother's sorrowful woes made me start to cry too. All I knew was that Melanie was in trouble. It was the scariest, worst day of my life. I remember a woman talking to me about my favorite activities and such as my mother and father went into another room… to see my dead sister… my best friend.

I could already feel water running down my face. All I wanted to do was to just go home and cry, so I started heading that way. As I just began to start running, I heard footsteps behind me. In a quick movement, I wiped the tears away from my eyes and heard a heavy voice break out. "Rosalie?" His gentle voice asked.

Shit! I screamed loudly in my head. Shit, shit, shit! Anyone but him, please! Slowly, I turned around and saw that face again. I let out a small growl which made him smile softly down on me. "Hi sweetheart."

Before I could even speak, he grabbed my hand and went in for the kiss. In just enough time, I slapped it away and screamed, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

"I was just saying hello. Do you not like it?" Suddenly his eyes grew large and stared down at me.

Instantly, I made another sarcastic joke to the situation. "In all honesty, I think I'd rather make out with a dog." With his hand still gripping mine, I looked up and said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way."

His grip got tighter, but not too tight. "Come on Rose, you can come over for a while. We can hang out and get to know each other before the school year begins. It sucks not having friends in a new town." With his hand that wasn't holding mine, he pointed to his house, maybe ten over from mine. "See, I live right there."

I sighed and bowed my head, obviously faking it but not enough for him. The moment his grip loosened, I took my hand away. "I think I'll be fine Emmett, and if you ever touch me again, my friends will take a road trip down here just to kick your fucking ass. Understood?" Before he had the chance to answer, I turned around and ran home. I could hear him yelling wait and running after me, but I was too fast.

Once I got to my room I immediately locked the doors. It took me a moment to catch my breath, but after that I headed upstairs to find my dad at the island on his Mac Book Pro. "Hey Rosalie. Do you need any school supplies for tomorrow?" I nodded once as I leaned across the countertop. "Okay, we can leave right now if you want." I simply shrugged and in a split second he yelled, "Great! Just let me shut down and we can go."

I started walking back downstairs and I put on a different jacket. Taking one more look in the mirror, I smiled at my reflection. My hair was perfectly bouncy today and I didn't look that bad after just running in what seemed to be more of quick sand than regular sand. I combed through my hair a few times then went to the car. To my surprise, another car was there.

I was in complete and utter awe. This blue car was so much more than amazing, and I was in love with it. It was obviously new, and an Audi TT at that! I was too out of it at this point so I quickly walked over and ran my hand against the hood. "Wow…," I managed to make out after staring at it for moments.



"You like it?" He asked. Suddenly I jumped back ten feet at his voice.

"What are you doing, stalking me?" I growled again and put my eyes back on the car.

A deep laugh escaped his lips. "Of course not. I'm just coming over to welcome my new neighbors to the neighborhood."

"Oh rea-"

"Rose, you've made some new friends already?" I heard my dad ask behind my shoulder.

"No, dad this is just our neighbor Emmett from a few houses down. He wanted to come and say hi." At this moment, I gave him a death stare that was far beyond my dad's sight. "But it's too bad we're leaving so he's going to have to leave."

"Oh, he could come with us if he wants." I quickly turned around and gave my dad the 'eyes' to show him that NO, un-invite him right now! Too bad it was too late.

"That sounds great, Mr…. who?"

My dad grinned. "Hale. But you can call me Charles."

Shit dad. Didn't the whole 'eye' thing make sense to you? Come on, catch on here! "Thanks Charles. Do you want me to follow you both?"

"Oh, no not at all! Rose, how about you just ride with Emmett! I have work to do anyway."

"But dad…" I started out right before his phone rang.

"Well, I'll see you two later. I have to take this." He ran off before I had time to do anything, and I could feel Emmett's eyes on the back of my head and I knew he was grinning. Without looking at him, I went to the side of the car and hopped in, then crossed my arms across my chest and let out a large "hmph."

He climbed in a few moments after me and kept looking at me. When he realized I wasn't going to look back at him, he just started talking. "You dad likes me, you know. I already have a pretty good chance."

"And since when does my dad's opinion matter if I think you're vile and disgusting, huh?" After that, he dropped it and started to try to have real conversations with me, but I just pretended like I didn't hear him.

After a while of listening to him ramble on and of me trying to drown him out, I suddenly realized he might not know where I was planning on going. "You do know where we're going, right?"

He laughed in that deep tone again which made shivers run down my spines, though I wouldn't admit it. "Yes, I know where we're going." His tone made me a bit confused, so I finally looked over.



"The school supply store, right?" I saw him grin, but there was no answer. "RIGHT?" I asked louder this time.

"You'll see when we get there."

"What, you don't think that I could kick your ass if you don't tell me?"

He glanced over at me, still keeping his body facing forward. "Yeah, I know you probably could, but that's beside the point. You wouldn't when I'm driving."

"But you forgot there's a thing called stop signs." His face immediately stopped smiling.

I let out a soft chuckle and finally let my hands drop to my sides. Throughout the whole car ride, we were by the ocean and when I saw where we were pulling in, my mouth dropped. "Where do you think you're going?"

"On a boat."

"Well by the time you get back I should already be back at my house."

"Wait a second Rose. I know you're mad at me for not taking you to get school supplies, but I promise it will be fun. Besides, you don't need much the first day anyway. It's a speed boat, too."

Okay, honestly, it did sound better than shopping with him and at least we'd be out of public view. And right now, I was past the point of caring. "Fine, but I'm driving."

A/N: Oh, I forgot to ask. Did anyone read The Host yet? I'm completely in love with it and with Ian TYVM! I want to hear what you guys think. OH and Emmett is stupid and couldn't tell she was crying before because he's an idiot, but we have to love him!