Bowling with the Cullens

Bleedingxinxspace has asked and no, no vampires were harmed on the making of the last chapter or this one. Haha thanks for all the reviews :) I got nothing better to say than…enjoy!

Disclaimer: Yes! Twilight is all mines! Oh wait…that was in my dreams last night. My bad.

Chapter 8

I felt a wave of calm hit me

"Too little too late, Jasper" Rosalie snapped.

"Well, it was too entertaining" Jasper justified. There was a low growl coming from Emmett.

There was another quiet moment before we could hear Alice's soprano giggles. Then it was joined by Jasper's laugh and soon enough we were all laughing hysterically. Except for Emmett that is, he sat there pouting.

"This is NOT funny!" Emmett whined.

Suddenly a thought cam to me, "hey, since the ball technically never touched the lane. Do I get a second chance?" I asked. They all became very quiet and stared at me as I was a mad woman.

"Um, Bella are-are you sure?" Edward asked.

Sure I am! The ball only slipped because of all those greasy cheese fries" I told them.

"Well…we should give Bella a fair chance…" Carlisle suggested. And I knew no one would dare question him. Perfect.

"Don't worry, I will redeem myself" I assured them.

So I got my ball and, again, slowly jogged towards our lane. Then threw my arm behind me- they all ducked- and as I threw my arm toward the lane I let go of the ball. It landed right in the middle, hit all of the pins and they all fell. Wow I can't believe I just did that, I thought.

"Yay, Bella! Way to redeem yourself!" Alice cheered with her hands in the air.

"Oh yeah! " Jasper said and offered me his fist to pound.

"Nicely done, love" Edward whispered in my ear while he put his arm around the small part of my back. And ha lead me to our chairs.

"Never saw that coming" Carlisle commented.

"I knew it!" Edward accused. "You only encouraged Bella to bowl again so that your team could win! I knew you were hiding something in your mind."

"Calm down, Edward. It's ok, I showed him." I said with my hands on my hips doing a triumphant pose.

"Whose turn is it?" Jasper asked, obviously impatient for it to be his turn.

"Carlisle's" Esme answered. Of course she would keep track, I thought.

Carlisle gracefully got up and carried his ball with one hand. He simply got in front of the black line and with the flick of his wrist the ball rolled right in the middle of the pins. Needless to say, they fell down.

"That was great, honeybun" Esme complimented.

"Thank you" Carlisle said. He went to sit next to Esme and kissed her cheek.

"Ew…" Alice said. While she put her hands in front of her face and closed her eyes.

"Save that for later" Jasper added disgustedly.

"I know, for reals" Emmett agreed.

"What the…" Edward started as he turned to Emmett.

" 'For reals'?" I repeated and questioned his sanity.

"Yeah it's my new word, yo" Emmett said and did a gangster pose. "I learned it at school….yo"

"You're hanging put with those street kids again" Rosalie stated.

"Girl, you're trippin. Why does everyone have to be up in my grill?" Emmett responded. After a while of Rosalie staring him down, he answered with a sheepish 'yes'.

"Up your grill?" Esme asked incuriously.

"Come on, you know I'm so hood" Emmett argued.

"Son, how many times do we have to have this talk?" Carlisle asked. "You are not from the 'hood' nor are you 'gangster'."

"Fine! You are all just ruining my life!" Emmett accused.

Edward smacked his forehead with his hand. Then he announced, "Emo Emmett's back. I liked gangster Emmett way better."

There it is! Number 8! Did you like it? Or not? Who would you like better, Emo Emmett, or gangster Emmett? Tell me….and since I don't have the awesome power to read minds you will just have to REVIEW and tell me that way.