In that moment, I saw true concern in Emmett's face. I knew in that moment that I could trust him. I was still a little unsure of his family, but if Emmett had been with this family long then I'm sure they must be the same way. I was feeling very tired anyway and didn't think I'd be able to argue for very long. I thought about this a moment. I didn't want to put them out, but I didn't feel right staying either. I finally decided on something that might work.

"Why don't I call a friend to come pick me up? I'm sure they wouldn't mind and I wouldn't be putting you guys out." I suggested.

"Are you sure you'd want to do that though? We'd all worry about you all night long." Esme said.

"I'm sure. I'd feel terribly guilty for imposing on you like that. And I don't know you guys well enough to feel comfortable staying with you yet." I explained. I hoped it didn't hurt anyone's feelings by saying this.

Everyone looked a little hurt for a moment, but put on a brave face. Maybe I had hurt their feelings by suggesting this. I wasn't trying to, it's just that I was raised to not impose on people. My parents would have been ashamed or disappointed in the very least if I had been the kind of person to impose on others.

"We will respect your decision then. We just hope that you will be safe. Please tell us when you get back safely." Carlisle said.

"I would love to but I don't have any of your numbers to do so." I said.

"Let me give you mine then." Emmett said as he put his hand out for my phone.

I handed it to him. I was certainly sure that he could handle finding out how to add his number to my phone after I put my passcode in. When he handed it back to me, I texted Jessalyn to see if she'd come to pick me up. She said yes and asked for an address. I asked for an address and was given one to type in.

A little while later a car pulled up to the house. A minute later there was a knock at the door. Carlisle had went to answer it. Jessalyn was standing there. When the door opened up, she waved and smiled at Carlisle. She told him that she was here to pick me up.

I grabbed my school bag from beside the door and greeted Jessalyn. She smiled at me and could barely contain herself. I rolled my eyes and kept in the sigh that so desperately wanted to escape my mouth. I turned and smiled at the Cullen's.

"Thank you all for such a wonderful evening. Dinner was delicious and I had so much fun getting to know you all." I said.

"It was our pleasure Brittlyn. We hope that you will come back very soon." Esme said politely.

"I will. Goodnight everyone." I smiled and waved to them.

On my way out, I noticed Jessalyn's staring. I rolled my eyes again. I grabbed her arm and pulled her out the door with me. She seemed very dazed by the Cullen's. I understood that they were beautiful people, but didn't she know that staring wasn't nice? I closed the door as we left the house. Jessalyn seemed to come back to reality.

"Oh my gosh! Why were you here?!" She asked excitedly.

"They invited me to have dinner with them. And by they I mean Emmett, the bigger guy, and his adoptive mother Mrs. Cullen. They heard me talking to my mother after art today and wanted to know if I would like to come eat with them." I explained.

Jessalyn squealed as we got into the car. I never actually had anyone squeal over something like that before. It was another new experience for me. I wondered if this was even a normal thing or if Jessalyn picked this habit up from some bad chick flick. That's the only time I'd ever seen a girl squeal over a friend spending time with a boy and his family.

"So it was like a date kind of thing? But it was like, you getting to meet his family before you even start to date. You are so lucky!" Jessalyn said.

She started driving back to the dorms. This was really starting to turn into a bad chick flick. I hated watching those kinds of movies. It bothered me that they always stereotype young girls like that. It was sort of true to an extent I guess, but we have other interests other than talking to each other about our guy interests.

"It wasn't a date. They were just trying to be nice and I was trying to be nice. It happens." I explained.