A/N: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. Read and enjoy!

Emmett's POV

Wow, I thought to myself, as Rosalie purred up to 30 Rockefeller Place. I looked up to the ceiling of the car as she quickly pulled in to a parking spot. A blue Yaris honked and drove on.

"Go," Rose's wind chime voice sang out to me as I went to go start my new job. Rose got a job at the FAO Schwartz toy store, Carlisle's an emergency room surgeon; Alice is going to high school, and Jasper's going to be an educational assistant at an elementary school.

I gracefully stepped out of my car, slung my navy blue messenger bag across my shoulder, and waved Rose off. I watched her red convertible speed off as a few drivers looked at her crazily.

I turned around and almost smashed into the revolving plastic doors. If I hadn't stopped myself in time, they would've shattered into a million little pieces; with a number of people watching, witnessing the weird fact that a man had walked into plastic doors and they shattered. I mentally reminded myself to be more careful next time and I slid my way through.

I got my ID card from the lady at the front desk that just stared at me the whole time I was talking to her. I scanned it and took the elevators to the 25th floor. The doors finally opened as I stepped in the midnight blue shaggy carpet. I ducked my head and ended up bumping right into Jack Cromwell. Ode to joy.

"Well hello there, Carter Quincy," he said in his uppity nasal voice. "Coming to work late, are we? Here, I will show you to the writers office," he said as he led me through craft services and a hallway before disappearing into a room. He left a couple minutes later and gestured for me to walk in. "They're all yours,"

I walked in and a petite girl with chocolate brown hair and eyes stood up and shook my hand. "Hey, I'm Bella Swan," she said.

I laughed boomingly, hoping that she wouldn't recognize me as I stifled a gasp. I blocked my thoughts and thought about something else. "Hey, I'm Em-Carter Quincy," I avoided her eyes.

She gasped slightly. "Don't lie to me. You're-you're Emmett. Emmett Cullen." I slowly looked into her eyes and I sadly nodded yes.

She began to smile and I got confused. I hope she had completely forgotten Edward, as that would be very easy for her not to feel any bad emotions.

"Why... you... EMMETT!" she slapped on the arm, and began to laugh. "I missed you so much! You're like my older brother I never had!" she smiled widely and took a new rolling chair from the closet. "Guys, this is Emmett Cullen. I went to high school with him."

The other two guys looked at each other, then at Bella. "But didn't Jack just say his name was Emmett Quincy?"

There was a second of silence before I quickly came up with an excuse. "I sometimes go by my mother's maiden name, Quincy."

"Now that that's settled," Bella said, "I think we have some work to do!" I smiled and laughed along with the other writers as I began my first day of work at a sitcom show.

Jasper's POV

"See you later Alice, I love you, bye!" Alice dropped me off in the school parking lot in her yellow Turbo. I sighed and thought of my family's car obsession.

I was entering the drop-and-pick-up crescent when I smelled something. It rang huge bells in the back of my head. The sweetest thing I have ever smelled. Then it hit me. It was freesia. Why did this smell so familiar?

I looked at where the scent was coming from and quickly shifted my position. A miniature peach-coloured hand suddenly opened the back car door. A little girl, maybe about four years old, jumped out of the silver Honda Civic. She was a mirror image of the woman in the front seat, with the same chocolate eyes, but with dirty/ash blonde hair instead.

"Bye mommy!" a delighted little voice rang out as the girl ran into the school. My gaze quickly flashed over to the side mirror, when I could clearly see who it was. Her eyes gazed into mine as I suddenly realized who she was. Bella. I walked as quickly as human possible over into the school, where I was an educational assistant in a kindergarten class. I was thinking of the little girl, and then I thought: Hmm, no, that's impossible; she can't be Bella's. I mean look at her skin! Her face has more almond shaped eyes and she does NOT smell like freesia or strawberries.

I shook the thoughts out of my head. And then I realized: Crap Edward's listening! Eddy, if you are listening, I swear I will... well I don't know. And Eddy, It's just a girl who looks a lot like Bella, definitely her cousin. You have no reason to freak out; Bella's just carpooling her. Whatever. Hmm, this school looks interesting. Oh-there's my kindergarten class! Well, I gotta go Eddy! I know you don't like Eddy but whatever!

A young teacher stood up when I came in. She had interesting light brown eyes which flickered up and down my face as she surveyed me. She nervously ran her hand down her long mahogany hair and walked towards me.

"Hello, I'm Amber Ryington, the kindergarten teacher. You must be Jasper Quincy? Did I pronounce that right?" she had a nice warm smile that a kindergarten teacher should have and she reached out and shook my hand. "We're going to wait a few minutes before we start. Then we are going to start-Brandon! Don't eat the Barbie dolls!" she said as she quickly ran over to him and took them out of his mouth. He grinned gleefully at her. She sighed and put the Barbies back in the plastic bin. I smirked, thinking of Rosalie. She made a signal at me to get the class's attention.

"Alright, kids!" I exclaimed. I said this a few more times before I had all of their attention. "We are now going to take attendance." Amber handed me the sheet as I began to check off the names. "Greta Adams? Ian Caldswell? Taryn Edwards? Mike Gerard? Aaron Hughes? William Islington? Macy Jay? Elizabeth Lewis? Derek McAllister? Stephenie Oliver? Tyler Patterson? Brandon Prince? Sarah Row? Carly Smith?" and then my whole body went cold. "Alyssa Swan?" I stared dumbfounded at the wide-eyed girl sitting in front of me.