I'm glad you all liked the last chapter, and the gift idea. I love habitat for humanity and the stuff they do, so I thought it would be the best gift!

Anyways thanks so much for the reviews, I love all of your input:) The next chapter MAY, possibly be up tonight. I haven't decided if I want to tweak it some more. But this part of the story is all already written. So… enjoy and keep an eye out for chapter eleven!

Chapter Ten

The next day I went ahead and faced the music, otherwise known as Emmett.

He had taken the story about what happened better than I had expected, saying that nothing surprised him anymore when it came to me.

So now I was sitting in his parent's house, doing my best to be convincing.

"I'm going with you to this bar tonight, why can't you help me with this? It's not even for me… it's helping those less fortunate than yourself." I was practically begging.

"Bella, no." He answered.

"Em, come on!" Emmett was being ridiculously stubborn about helping me with the habitat for humanities that was starting construction this weekend. The coordinator had told me they were a few people short, and since Alice and Jasper were volunteering Emmett would round things off perfectly.

I should have expected a fight about this though. I've known him long enough to know better.

When he transferred into my third grade class he was skinny, awkward and teased to no end. He refused to give in to the teasing though so he sat alone each day at lunch.

I felt so bad for him, so one day at lunch I sat at his table. I offered him my pudding cup and we've been friends ever since.

"Listen Bells, I am so not doing another one of your charity events. It's just code for make Emmett do all the heavy lifting. After that adopt-a-park crap I couldn't stand up straight for a whole week. I'm still a little tender when it gets too cold."

His arms were crossed firmly across his chest, and he was avoiding eye contact.

"Sorry Em, I didn't realize you were sooo delicate." That got his attention. All at once he reached over and snaked his arm around my waist, throwing me over his shoulder like a child.

"Who you calling delicate?" He patted my behind hard.

"Emmett, put me down!" I yelled into his back.

"Naw, you know what? I think I'll just bring you like this."I flailed my arms and legs but he just held tighter, laughing as he headed for the door.

"Hey, my purse!" I yelled as he closed the door one handed.

"You never brought one in." Damn it.

I buried my head against his back as we passed his mom in the yard talking to a neighbor. This was humiliating, even she looked at us disapprovingly. "Bella?"

I lifted my head as Emmett turned for me to see her better. "Hey Joanne, how are you? Can you please tell Emmett to put me down?"

She raised her eyebrows at me. "Emmet put Bella down."

She was not convincing.

"Sorry Ma, can't." Emmett said through a new round of laughter.

This was ridiculous; I could tell he was starting to feel the strain of carrying me and laughing.

He walked to the street slowly, I wasn't sure if it was because he was tiring or reveling in my embarrassment, probably the later.

"Enough you ass, put me down or I won't go!" I hissed.

"Fine and you are going. I need my wingman." He let me go and leaned forward tossing me backwards onto his damp lawn.

I gasped as I felt the wet grass seep into my jeans. Emmett laughed and got in his jeep. Glaring I did the same.

"So help me God, I better not look like I peed my pants when we get there." This only made him laugh harder.

"Seriously, first you refuse to help me, then you humiliate me, and then top it off by calling me your winMAN?! We have had that talk. I am not a MAN, winggirl I'm okay with, but not MAN. Three strikes pal, three!" Sometimes I don't know why I put up with being treated like this.

"Sorry Bells, didn't realize that you had that stick up your ass. I must have missed it."Emmett swiftly pulled out onto the road with a final honk to his mom. He had good timing too, because if the car hadn't been moving I would have definitely been storming back to my truck about now.

I pouted most of the way to the bar/club whatever it was that we were going to in Port Angeles. Emmett had me cheered up by the time got there though, telling me stories of his trips to this bar while he was at school here.

I knew there was a double purpose of cheering me up and trying to push me a little more towards WWU. I didn't mind though, his crazy stories were always brought me back a bit.

We walked into the swanky looking bar arm and arm just after the sun had set and people were arriving. There were no windows inside and I felt like I was in a cave in the dark space, with red and white lights flashing.

Emmett didn't try to hide it all as he scoped things out for the bartender he had been talking about. I found a quiet table towards the back and let Emmett go grab some drinks and flirt while I decided to people watch.

This was usually how our outings went. I watched people make complete fools out of themselves. And Emmett, well he usually fell more along the side of just being a complete fool.

After about twenty minutes Emmett was still missing in action with our drinks, and I was getting bored.

He finally made is way back to the table and planted a Shirley Temple in front of me, and two beers in front of him. "Bella, I 

know you're a girl and probably don't want to hear this. But that bartender is smoking. Do you think she's into me?"

I laughed and looked over Emmett's shoulder to saw a bleached tan girl in very little clothing scowling at me from behind the bar. "Yea, I think it's safe to say she is."

"Sweeet. I'll be right back." Emmett tossed his jacket on the seat next to me and headed back over to the bar.

I could tell this was going to be a great night already.

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