Claps for SimplyDazzling. She did a hell of a job editing, as always.

The last day of school came fairly quickly. Due to all the snow days we had, we were required to go till the end of the first week of June. Two days after school ended we had to go to sections for golf, and Emmett would be arriving to visit Rosalie tomorrow. I was still hazy on the details and wasn't sure how long he would be here, but I knew that Rosalie was extremely excited for him to come.

It was our last day of health; one period left of the day and I was watching Rosalie's knee bounce up and down rapidly with impatience. I was smirking when she started to tap her pink pen against the table in sync with the knee bobbing. She sighed loudly and glanced at the clock for the 100th time in the last three minutes.

"Holy shit calm down," I hissed to her while grabbing onto the offending knee to make it stop.

"I can't!" Rose hissed back at me, with a silent, duh implied at the end.

"We have practice right after this and Brenner is really cracking the whip, so if you don't settle down he'll make you stay for an extra three hours," I reminded her.

"I don't give a fuck. It'll give me something else to do." Her profanity came out louder than she intended, so Mr. Heit overheard our little conversation and got a glint in his eye.

"Miss Hale. Will you please tell the class what you have learned this year?" The pen tapping stopped abruptly and she raised an incredulous eyebrow at him.

"Well Mr. Heit, this year I learned that if I ever have sex there is no need whatsoever for a condom because I will not get a disease or pregnant. And drugs are healthy, so I shouldn't have any trouble finding a dealer," she answered sweetly, tilting her head with a smile in his direction. I snickered as the pen tapping and knee bouncing resumed.

"Nice," Mr. Heit commented flatly, giving her a quick glare before calling on some other unsuspecting kid.

Mercifully, the loud bell shrilled a couple painful minutes later. I let out a breath of relief and grinned. No more school for 100 days. I didn't mind school, I really didn't. But it was just time. And that also meant that it was only two more weeks until Edward got off that plane.

"Damnit, this wait is just hell. I feel like yelling every swear word I know at the top of my lungs just to pass the time," Rosalie complained as we walked out of the classroom. Her frustration? Well it was rolling off of her in tidal waves that weren't exactly affecting my good mood.

"Wait until we're on the putting green. The course will love that."

Rose stuck her tongue out at me, and I rolled my eyes as we grabbed our backpacks out of our lockers. Just as we were out of the hallways and in the fresh, June sunshine, I felt someone's presence behind me. Before I could turn, an arm was casually thrown around my shoulder.

"So. It's a no to the screaming match?" Elliot grinned at me. I chuckled and nodded.

If anyone asked, I did have an elaborate tale of our break up that I had come up with. It involved chipmunks, potatoes, a rake, and a whole lot of swear words.

"Yeah, I think I'll pass. But feel free to fabricate any story you want," I smiled at him. We were officially broken up. I was a free woman. I chuckled.

"Oh, believe me I will. Thanks for being my fake girl," Elliot held out his fist and I bumped it with my own.

"Anytime. Now please find a real one?" I wrapped my arm around his waist and looked up at him with dancing eyes.

Elliot pulled me into a hug, wrapping both of his strong arms around me so that my face was pressed against his gray t-shirt. I hugged him back with a smile. I was glad that I had agreed to it months ago. Elliot turned out to be a great friend.

"You got it, Swan." We broke apart and he leaned down and gave me a cute kiss on the cheek.

"Have a good summer!" he beamed while one of his buddies called his name. I smiled back at him and he jogged through the parking lot to catch up with them. Rosalie was waiting for me in the truck.

She didn't comment on Elliot and I's exchange and therefore I chose to ignore the fact that her other leg was now bouncing as well.

"Are you picking him up from the airport tomorrow?" I asked, doing nothing whatsoever to distract her.

"Yeah, my mom's giving me the car. His flight is supposed to arrive at 12:07," she nodded. I grinned, keeping my eyes on the road. Rosalie was anything but patient. Admittedly, I was enjoying her anxiousness a little too much. It was amusing as always.

"Want me to come with you?"

"Nah, I'm fine."

"I'm anxious to meet him. Is he staying at our hotel?" There were two days of sections. I was confident that we would play well enough to make the cut to go to the next day. Since the course was an hour away and the start time of the second day was fairly early, we booked hotel reservations as a team.

"Yeah his reservation is set."

"You nervous?" It was a dumb question considering the answer was blatantly obvious.

Rosalie inhaled and then shook her head as she let out her breath. "No, no. I'm good."

I chose not to accuse bullshit.

I felt for Rosalie. She was a little. . .no, a lot freaked out about meeting him in person and bringing him into her home. I knew that sections were going to be a little stressful for her. I would try to help her out the best I could. Rose didn't want Emmett to feel left out, especially the first few days of his leave, but she needed to concentrate so I got the role of Sergeant-sitting.

"This'll be fun!" I smiled encouragingly at her. She rolled her eyes exaggeratively.

"You mean the part when Brenner gives me shit about Emmett? What if he calls him my boyfriend or something and Emmett's right there? Oh shit. . .I hadn't even thought of that till now!" I lent Rose an empathetic ear the rest of the ride to golf practice.

Turns out I was right. Brenner was trying to do the hard ass thing, so we all stayed for two extra hours of practice. By the time we were done, Rosalie was exhausted and therefore I didn't have to hear any more.

As eager as I was to meet Emmett – the Emmett I had been reading stories about for months – it didn't affect me from getting 11 hours of sleep that night. Things were starting to whirl around in my life; everything was going by fast. I was doing my best not to let it overwhelm me. Staying calm and relaxed is what I discovered worked the best. That and sleep; lots of it.

I had decided weeks ago that I would leave Rosalie and Emmett alone the day he got here. This was for two particular reasons: first off, I didn't want to intrude at all. Rosalie was extremely excited to have him in person, and I really hated the feeling of being a third wheel. Second off; I hoped that Rose would extend the same courtesy when Edward came in a couple weeks.

The next day I woke up, cocooned in my feather down comforter. I yawned loudly and pulled my hands above my head as my legs stretched the sleep out of them. I did this for a full minute until all my limbs were looser. Without really caring, I glanced at my alarm clock. 10:45. I yawned again with a grin.

There was nothing more pleasurable in the world than waking up 4 hours later on the first day of summer than you normally would. It even beat the feeling of freshly shaven legs rubbing together against your soft blankets as you crawled into bed right after a shower. And from experience, that was saying a lot.

I was debating on whether or not to actually get up from my bed when I noticed that the light from my laptop was flashing. It was nestled by the power outlet on the carpet on the other side of the room. The flashing meant that I had a new email. The conflict I was having was whether or not it was worth it to get up from my personal little heaven and see who it was from.

Curiosity overruled my laziness and with some protest from my legs, I managed to slide out and pad over to scoop out the computer. My stomach gurgled unflatteringly and so I figured it might be a good idea to go and get some food, so I took the laptop down to the kitchen with me. The wooden floor was cold on my feet and I regretted my decision to come downstairs.

The house was ominously empty of anybody else as I ate some freshly cut fruit I found in the fridge. Ah summer. I grinned to myself as I looked at the clock on the screen of my computer. I would be in third period right now. Sorry geometry, I prefer the sleep I got today over you and your evils.

After I was finished with my produce filled breakfast I was fairly awake and decided to see who had been emailing me. I had my suspicions but I didn't want to get my hopes up. Besides, it was probably a dumb-ass forward from this one chick in my grade who thought they were hilarious.

Pleasantly surprised was the understatement of the millennium when I read that it was not from her. I beamed as I clicked on the email sent from over seas at a base camp in Iraq.

From: Sergeant E. Masen
Subject: FORE.
Date: 7, June 2008, 10:28 AM
To: Bella Swan

Good luck at sections tomorrow.

Things are a hell of a lot quieter here without Emmett around. Let me know how that goes for you.

How's everything going, Miss Senior? Or are you repeating junior year again?

From: Bella Swan
Subject: PAR.
Date: 7, June 2008, 10:57 AM
To: Sergeant E. Masen

Why thank you Sergeant. I don't intend to need your luck, but it's nice to hear anyway.

I'll bet it is much quieter. I haven't actually met him yet. I suppose I'll have to wait until tomorrow to have the honor.

Of course I'm a senior.

It's going very well. I just slept 11 hours.

From: Sergeant E. Masen
Subject: BOGEY.
Date: 7, June 2008, 10:59 AM
To: Bella Swan

I didn't mean to imply you would need it. But it was just a good reason to email you.

You'll like Emmett. He's a fun guy, and luckily for you he does have a few boundaries so you don't have to worry about him getting tossed off the golf course for noise.

Mmm, I can't wait to get to your house. 11 hours is almost double what I sleep usually.

From: Bella Swan
Subject: BIRDIE.
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:03 a.m.
To: Sergeant E. Masen

Who needs a reason?

I'm glad to hear he has some limits. Maybe he'll teach Rosalie some. Like maybe not to swear out the manager of the club house.

What makes you think I will let you get that much sleep? I plan to have you up at the crack of dawn every single day for four weeks.

And frankly I find the subjects of your emails to be even more insulting typed in CAPS.

From: Sergeant E. Masen
Subject: Me? Insulting?
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:07 a.m.
To: Bella Swan

Noted for future occurrences.

Swearing out a golf club manager? Hmm, well I'm afraid she may not find very good influence from Emmett then. I'm interested to see how those two will get along.

What will we be doing at the crack of dawn? Milking the cows and feeding the chickens?

So you aren't a fan of the little Caps Lock key?

From: Bella Swan
Subject: Insulting? No. Negative.
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:09 a.m.
To: Sergeant E. Masen

Screw those two. If she doesn't end up killing him in the first three hours they'll be fine. The rest of us will have to deal with it either way.

Milking the cows? How amusing, Masen. But your guess was completely and utterly wrong you smart ass.

We milk goats.

From: Sergeant E. Masen
Subject: …you're kidding, right?
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:12 a.m.
To: Bella Swan

I agree. Screw them.

I am a smart ass among many others, such as jack, dumb, hard, sexy. . .Needless to say, I could go on. (;

Do you have pigs that need to be fed as well?

From: Bella Swan
Subject: You'll Find Out
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:16 a.m.
To: Sergeant E. Masen

Sexy ass? I didn't know that was commonly used among the others.

Yes. It would be embarrassing if we were pig-less.

From: Sergeant E. Masen
Subject: Fresh Bacon?
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:19 a.m.
To: Bella Swan

I am anything but common. So yes. Sexy ass. You'll see.

It would be such a disgrace that I would be unable to be seen with you if you didn't have pigs.

My computer time is up. Even though you don't need it, good luck again, and beat the other teams into the ground.

From: Bella Swan
Subject: Disgrace Indeed.
Date: 7, June 2008, 11:22 a.m.
To: Sergeant E. Masen

Alright, sexy ass. I plan to do just that, thanks. See you soon!

Hmm. . .I actually would.

I closed the laptop and smiled. I sat for a minute, content as I always was after getting word from Edward. It just made me even more excited for his approaching arrival.

I went upstairs to change into some clothes so I could go to the driving range. While I was changing the grin stayed glued in place.

Hey, if he said he was sexy, I had no reason not to trust him.

That morning I met Emmett. Everything I had ever heard about him was completely true.

We had to be at the course by 10:00 A.M. But that meant we had an hour car drive and Brenner wanted us to have an hour practice with a half to put our shit into the hotel. That meant we had to be at the school by 7:30. Waking up at nearly eleven yesterday had spoiled me and I was exceedingly tired.

I had to bring out the tea that actually had caffeine in it when I was getting ready this morning. Carlisle dropped me off at the school and came back home for a little while before leaving to come and walk along with my group. Esme had a huge wedding and couldn't be there for the first day.

Carlisle was getting my golf bag out of the bed of his truck and I was grabbing my overnight bag and other crap when I saw him. I mean, it had to be him. There was no one else that it could have been.

And holy shit.

Carlisle took my bags over to where Brenner was standing with his back leaning against the coach bus. Figuring that Carlisle had it covered, I slid my sunglasses on and walked over to where Rosalie was standing with a literal giant. I had to admit, I was a bit jealous of her. Because, boy, this man was hot. And she would be spending the better part of four weeks with him.

"Hey!" Rosalie said excitedly. I grinned a hello at her and then couldn't help my eyes wandering over to the man she was standing next to. "Emmett, this is–"

"Bella! How's it hanging?" Emmett interrupted Rose and pulled me into a bear hug. This was after I jumped from the volume of his voice. I threw my right hand that was holding my thermos of tea up in the air so it wouldn't get knocked all over us.

I was a bit taken back by him, but I started laughing nevertheless. I was at least seven inches shorter than his shoulder. He was really tall, and I had never seen that big of muscle. His hair was a standard army buzz cut, but it was pressed down and looked like it was more along the lines of cut than shaved. I looked up at him through my shades and noticed that he had a dimple to compliment his smile and brown eyes. It was slightly ironic; my eyes were brown and I also had a dimple. Though his was so prominent, mine were barely noticeable compared to his.

"Hey Emmett," I said through laughs as he released me and I safely brought my steaming drink out of the air.

"It's awesome to meet you! Between Rosie and Eddie both talking about you it's like I already know you!" Emmett grinned at me as he stepped back by Rosalie. Rosalie was taller than me and he even made her look short. I felt like I was shrinking exceedingly. Luckily it didn't bother me much.

"It's mutual!" I grinned, caught up with his infectious attitude. "So I have to ask. . .did you really get into a fight with a raccoon?" I couldn't help myself, I really just had to ask.

Well I wasn't thinking about it at the time, I was glad that Emmett was easy to get along with right from the get go and totally sucked away any awkwardness. I was hoping it would be that easy when Edward came.

A deep, happy laugh answered my question. "Yeah, but that was years ago! And it was over my favorite shirt which Edward had thrown in the garbage as a prank. That raccoon formed a strong bond with it and would not give it back when I pulled at it. Then the colonel came out and. . .let's just say unfortunately the raccoon won that little game of tug a war." Rosalie and I giggled at his story as the image of this huge guy wrestling with a raccoon came into our heads.

"Did you get Edward back?" Rosalie asked him with a conspiring grin.

"Hell yes! But it all backfired. . .so. . .no. I didn't actually." I fell silent as I watched the two of them exchange a quiet conversation and grins. Rosalie – thank God – did a complete 180 from yesterday and now she was almost glowing. It looked like the pregnancy or first time glow. Only her's was just contagious. I couldn't help smiling seeing Rosalie so relaxed and happy with this guy.

"Well ladies, hate to interrupt but we have a tournament to go and win," Brenner called from the stairs of the bus. I looked from him back at Rose and Emmett. I was suddenly overcome with an extreme feeling of curiosity about those two.

"That'd be my cue." Rosalie grinned at him. It had been less then 24 hours and I could see her eyes twinkling with adoration. His weren't far from it either.

"Kay, I'll see you at the hotel then." Emmett's attention was focused solely on her and she smiled shyly at him.

"Yeah, see you then," she agreed. And that there was Rosalie Lillian Hale completely besotted.

"Swan, Hale!" I was mildly surprised that he didn't make a comment about Emmett as he summoned us. I turned from the two of them and made my way over to the bus.

"I think the two of you will be having good rounds," commented Brenner as I reached the stairs to the bus. He glanced at me and even though his black sunglasses were securely on I could tell he was giving me a knowing look. I rolled my eyes and walked up the stairs and found a set of seats.

Thirty seconds later: "Seriously Rose!" Brenner complained as I settled into two seats comfortably. Rosalie arrived soon after and sat down in the two seats across the aisle. I pushed my sunglasses to the top of my head and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"Great day for golf." Well, I wouldn't be getting much out of Rosalie today.

"Yeah, great day," I agreed, keeping my eyebrows raised until she looked away, silly smile and all.

Turns out it was a great two days. We dominated in the conference, totally wiping ass the first day of the tournament and we managed to hold on and totally beat the team that was trying to take us the second day. Rosalie and I being the captains of the winning team were just ecstatic. It was an amazing day.

Emmett had walked along with Carlisle, following my group for a few holes on both days and it seemed like those two men were getting along well. I hoped it would be a bit of encouragement that Edward would be just as likable.

After we all got our medals and some people and teammates snapped some pictures, Emmett, who had disappeared off somewhere came back with two bouquets of flowers. One was lilies and roses and there other was small sun flowers with other greens and yellows. When I saw two I had to assume that one of them was for me. I was thinking about the irony that if I got the sunflower one it would be exactly the same flower Edward said I looked like in my prom dress.

"Bella! Awesome job!" Emmett boomed as he thrust the flowers to me. I beamed at him as I smelt them. I realized that Rose was getting the roses and lilies because her name was Rosalie Lillian. Clever Emmett. Clever.

"Thanks!"

"Don't thank me," Emmett grinned. Before I could ask what that meant he was off to deliver the roses to Rosalie. I shook my head and then noticed a small white envelope nestled in the yellow peddles. Curious I opened it quickly before Carlisle and Esme would tell me of their pride. . .again.

I smiled as I opened the note inside it. I knew that handwriting anywhere.

Dear Bella,

Awesome job at sections! I knew you would kick some serious golfer girl ass. I'm proud of you. I can't wait to watch you dominate at state. Hope you like the sunflowers. Tell Emmett thanks for playing delivery boy for me. I'll see you before you know it.

Sincerely,
Sergeant Masen

You got one foot out the door
And choking on the other
Always think there's something more
It's just around the corner

Talk, talk is cheap
Give me a word you can keep

Cause I'm halfway gone and I'm on way
And I'm feeling, feelin, feelin this way
Cause you're halfway in but don't take too long
Cause I'm halfway gone, I'm halfway gone
Halfway Gone, Lifehouse

-My birthday's coming up. One more chapter until we get a whole one of Edward. Excited?
-Secondly...thank you all for your guesses as to where Belliepooh, lives. The right answer? Wisconsin. Haha, lemme know if you have any questions about that decision(:
-Finally...I love you guys. Honestly, you make my life so much better. I wish everyone was as lucky as I am. Oh...and you're gonna hate me for the next chapter's ending...heads up.