*I obviously don't own Twilight. But I do own this. Haha! Please review. :)*
I smiled triumphantly as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The combination of the nude blouse and pink skirt looked fabulous on me, as well as the nude peep-toe heels I wore. Well, anything will look good on me. I let my hair wave loosely and wore some long necklaces and a couple of bangles. I took out my present for Nessie from my drawer and went downstairs.
Esme was busy finishing the lasagna she was baking, and Carlisle was busy preparing the dishes we'll use. Alice and Jasper were starting to organize the guests outside, while Edward and Bella were still upstairs with Nessie. I placed my gift on top of the other gifts and went to the garden to help Jasper and Alice. I almost bumped into Chief Swan when I opened the door.
"Rosalie!" he greeted exuberantly and gave me a formal hug. I haven't seen Chief Swan since I left the hospital months ago, and he looks healthier now. "You look dashing, as always."
"Thanks," I replied. "You look good, too. Bella and Nessie are upstairs."
He nodded curtly and entered the house. There were too many people here, and some of them were new faces to me. I caught a glance of Angela Weber, now Ben Cheney's happy wife, and Mike Newton with that girl from our school…Jessica? Never mind. And Ms. Cope and Mr. Banner were even here. How did Alice manage to invite all of these people?
Speaking of Alice, she really did a fantastic job for Nessie's party. The garden was decorated and filled with colorful balloons and flowers. This certainly is Alice's thing. If she wasn't here, I don't know how Bella would process Renesmee's birthday party.
I watched the little children – Nessie's playmates – as they played happily at the small playground Carlisle and Edward built for Nessie. The kids looked like they were living in another world, enjoying themselves. Some boys were playing in the sand box, while the little girls were playing with the dolls they brought. And the rest of the other kids were playing at the kiddie slide. Some of the mothers watched carefully while their children played. I felt jealous and envied the proud parents of those adorable children.
"Rosalie!" a familiar voice called out. I looked around and saw Emmett McCarty at the driveway with the huge box of cake in his arms. He looked goofy in a cute way as he balanced the box of cake in his arms.
"Did you just arrive?" I asked as I hurriedly walked towards him.
He shifted his head to his left side so he could see me clearly. "Well, sort of."
"Come on, I'll lead you to the kitchen." I said, helping him with the cake.
We managed to get past through all the guests at the garden and eventually made our way to the kitchen.
"Mr. McCarty!" Carlisle greeted as we entered the kitchen and helped us place the cake on the vacant counter.
"Please, call me Emmett." He said as he straightened his crisp white shirt.
Carlisle nodded gently. "So, you've met our Rosalie."
"Yeah," he said as he looked at me dearly. "She's rather fetching."
I almost fainted when he said that. Usually, I just accept that kind of compliment, but knowing it was from him made me feel like a teenager who just met in person her celebrity idol. "Thanks," I said.
"Um, do you mind if I ask you to come with me to my car? I left my present for your niece there." Emmett sort of blushed when he asked.
I couldn't help but smile and blush, too. "I don't mind at all."
Esme, who was almost done with the lasagna, gave me a warm smile. I didn't need to have a mind reading ability to know what's in her head; she was glad that I was starting to socialize again.
We silently walked to his car which was parked a few steps away from the driveway. I began to wonder why I seem to feel so happy and hyped up when he's around. He seems to have put a spell on me; what a silly thought. A couple of heads turned when we brushed past them, some even wondered out loud if I was going out with Emmett. Going out? I just met the guy yesterday. But it would be nice if I had the chance to get to know him more.