Rosalie's POV

I can feel someone staring at my back. I can actually feel them like lasers. Not painful Supergirl type lasers but more like caressing ones. It was like the ghosting of fingertips up my spine. I turn around in a fury and of course, Who else would be staring so intently at me?

Her eyes still shock me and I'm sure that's evident on my face. Her eyes are like a doe's. They're so brown and bright and they look so innocent but they're brimming with something that I can't place. The look on my face clearly gives her an invitation to start to smile at me but I halt it in it's tracks with a sneer of my own. Her smile becomes a frown and that frown makes me feel bad more than I care to admit so I turn around and stalk off to class.

I had to stop myself from growling earlier when Tanya winked at her and she blushed. Tanya shouldn't be toying with Bella like that. She shouldn't be interacting with any human at all and neither should that older idiotic brother of mine. Is he completely out of his mind? Inviting basically a restricted meal to our home to watch movies together? What is he going to do when it's dinner time and we have no food to offer Bella? She's not a goat that we'd feed grass from the front lawn to or expect her to blindly be herded to believe what we say, like a goat.

If she was a goat she'd be a super cute one though.

Emmett's arm around my shoulders pulls me away from going off on a weird Bella-goat tangent.

"See you at Lunch Rose!" He pecks my cheek and walks off with Alice to Art while I make my way into the Maths class I share with Bella.

I'm a fair bit early so I watch as the rest of the students casually slink in and take their seats or converse with each other quietly.

Bella finally arrives, and I can't remove my eyes from her. Her cheeks are tinged pink from the cold wind outside and probably from the fact that she ran to class even though there's plenty of time left before it begins. she's wearing a khaki green parka that's unzipped to show a cream coloured crew neck sweater that looks super soft with dark jeans and on her feet are those superman converses she seems extremely fond of. She looks… delicious. And I hate her for it.

Her cheeks are tinged red again and she hurriedly takes her seat behind me like her derrière was on fire. She needs to be addressed about her and Edward. Threatened even. So, I turn around and ensure that I get her attention.

"Isabella."

Bella had been ruffling around in her bag under the desk but as soon as she hears me speak she jumps up and bumps her head on the underside of the table.

I feel myself tense with the need to put my hands on her head and apply pressure to her booboo. I ball my hands into fists near my sides and clear my throat to gain her attention again.

She looks up at me with those doe-like eyes, wide as saucers, her hand on top of her head and her other gripping the edge of the desk.

"H-hey Rosalie…"

My name being uttered from Bella's mouth like a prayer is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. The vampire in me wants to hear it being uttered again and again in many different… ways. I push that down and use the suppression to fuel my anger even more. This has got to stop!

"I want to speak to you about Edward." My voice is steady, but you can feel the slight glint of anger hidden beneath its surface. Bella must have unconsciously picked up on it as she removes her hand from her head and sits ramrod straight on her chair.

"Edward?" Bella rubs her right arm with her left hand whilst looking at any other feature on my face except my eyes.

I didn't realise she was this unconfident in her manner. She usually seems to be in control of herself and her surroundings. Usually, an air of unbowed confidence eludes around her in a relaxed manner but right now she's so timid. I just want to caress the back of her hand and calm her nerves. Stop it!

"Yes, Edward. You see Bella my brother becomes intrigued by those he can't easily read. He is usually very perspective of others. However, you, for whatever reason, have piqued his interest. Probably because you're the new girl and don't have any friends." True to form I throw in a little dig just to spice the conversation up with the usual Rosalie Hale seasoning.

"He's an amazing brother who would always put others before himself."

"I-I don't get what you're trying to say Rosalie." Bella's brow furrows in confusion as she slightly tilts her head.

"You're new. You want popularity. You want to be known. I get it okay?" I smile a fake deathly sweet smile at Bella. The most predator-like that I can muster.

"It's every high schooler's dream to be popular. We know how the rest of the masses see our family. They equate us to demi-gods nearly. But I know your type too. You think that by getting close to my brother, us, you'll be on the popularity radar."

My smile changes to fury and I force her to look into my eyes and see the slight darkness pooling in them by gripping her forearm that was resting on the table lightly. Not full on vampire but enough to make goosebumps rise on her soft arms.

Her skin is velvet and I want to be enveloped in velvet even more. The vampire in me is rattling for supressing such thoughts. Stop!

"But I'm warning you Swan. Stay away from my brother and my family or I'll make you regret the day you moved to Forks. Got it?"

Bella gulps and shuffles a little in her chair, her hands gripping the edges of her chair for leverage. But she doesn't say anything.

"You're not a mute Isabella. Do you get it? Yes or no?" I tap on her forearm twice before letting go completely and lean slightly forward to intimidate her a little more. She smells so divine. I just want to move even more forward and run my nose along her delicate neck. Control Rose!

She still doesn't say anything, but she nods stoically.

"Good." I smile at her with that cold smile once more before turning around in my seat.

The moment I turn around that smile is quick to be removed and replaced with a mask of indifference. The hand that touched Bella for the first-time tingles with warmth and I just want to put it upon my cheek and nestle it. Inside I am burning with anger towards myself for being so nasty, once again, to Bella. She doesn't deserve all this anger, but she needs to stay away. Lord only knows what would happen if she steps foot into our home.

Bella's POV

Hell hath no fury like an angel scorned.

That's the only thing I could think about when Rose made me look into her eyes and nod. I've heard of pupils dilating or constricting as an answer to change in light exposure but eyes changing colour because of emotions? That's a first.

I've been on the receiving end of Rosalie's anger twice now, but I don't really understand where this dislike is stemming from. I have barely said two words to my goddess and she already hates me. To the point where I'm being threatened?

The moment she touched my arm, I swear fireworks exploded in my chest. It felt so good to have her skin on mine. In that moment I wanted to throw my arms around her and wrap myself around her being instead of having her hand wrapped around my arm. Lord knows how I didn't do just that.

At the time my heart was glowing but now my heart feels the icy cold pins of hurt pushing into its veins and arteries, making it hard for me to breathe.

She hates me.

I can feel the starting burn of tears forming in my eyes and I blink as much as I can to try and soothe it. She threatened me. My goddess wants me to stay away from her family because she thinks I'm a popularity seeking hanger on. How did she even get to that conclusion about me?

She really hates me.

I stare at the back of her beautiful head and take a few steady breaths. Just a few angry words from this person and Isabella Swan turns into a fricking wuss. I was a known fighter back in Phoenix. Yes, I can be clumsy and what-not but everyone knew that I can hold my own. But right now, all I've done is made myself look like a flipping porcelain doll since I've arrived and laid eyes on the woman of my dreams.

She can't hate me. I won't let her.

She thinks I'm a weakling.

If Rosalie thinks I'm giving up that easily then she has no idea what's in store for her. I will kill her anger towards me with kindness (love). The fact she has a boyfriend doesn't deter me from trying to be her friend at least. I can cope with friendship (I think). What I can't cope with is hatred. It needs to change.

I wipe my eyes with the back of my hands and take in one deep breath to give myself that one final push towards composure.

Sorry Rose, I may have lied to you right now about staying away and I do feel bad about it. I never want to lie to you, but I am Bella Swan and I don't bend so easily for anyone. Not even for you my goddess.

I will definitely be coming over to your house and be friends with your brother. And in extension, eventually be your friend too.

Your thorns won't cut me Rose. Instead, I'll make my skin tougher for them.

Tanya's POV

How can humans even stand the stench of this horrendous food? YEESH!

It smells worse than normal human food does! Is this meant to be nutritious for the generation of tomorrow? It smells like feet!

I try to block out the disgusting odour by not breathing but since that would look suspicious I try and heave my shoulders up and down to look like I'm breathing. I think I miss the beat a few times though.

Lunch for a vampire is a luxurious moment normally. The hunt is a dance of its own. The final cuisine the most delightful consumption on a palette. But this cafeteria is serving up some of the most revolting things my nostrils have ever had the displeasure of smelling.

"Does the food always smell this disgusting, Pixie? How the fudge can you all stand it?" Alice laughs at the painful look on my face and drags me by the arm to the table the rest of the Cullens and Hales are occupying.

"It does Tan but you get used to it after a while. It makes me feel sorry for the rest of the teenagers though. They actually have to eat this stuff."

I sit down next to Rosalie with Jasper to my left. Alice is sitting opposite me and Edward is to her right. Emmett is to Rosalie's left. I glance over at their hands resting under the table, his hand is in hers with Emmett stroking his thumb over the back of Rose's hand in a soothing manner.

"You alright there Rosie Posie?" I ask in concern over at Rose. Her body is slightly tense even though her face gives away nothing. Imperceptible to the human eye and even to most vampires but being around as long as I have you become a master body reader.

"I'm just peachy Barbie, how are you enjoying this fine cafeteria?" Rose deflects back with a smirk. I wonder what she's hiding behind that smirk. But I'll play along. For now.

"It's vile!" I moan, "I haven't smelt anything this bad since I ended up lost in the sewage systems of Rome."

"What were you doing in the sewage system in the first place?" Jasper asks intrigued.

"It's a long story Jazz Hands, I'll have to tell you some other time. But first I want to know more from Edidie over here," I look over at him and grin, "about the human you were cosying up to this morning." I wriggle my eyebrows at him lewdly. "Please do spill."

Eddie clears his throat unnecessarily. "Her name is Isabella. She's a friend of mine. Only a friend." He raises an eyebrow at me whilst saying the last part as a smirk takes over my features.

"A friend you say? You now have human friends? When did this happen?"

Rose interjects with anger in her voice. "Since brother dearest here nearly drained the human when she bled. Now he wants to invite her into our home like she's an experiment, just to test his control!"

"Rose you don't understand, this is for all our benefit, not just mine!" Edward hisses back at her.

"How? How can this be for our benefit? She doesn't make us lose control." I sense Rose is telling a little white lie there as her left eye twitches just ever so slightly as she leans across the table into Edward's face.

"Alice can't see her future, Jasper can't feel her emotions and I can't read her thoughts! There's something about her that makes her a liability for us unless we get her on our side. I want to get to know her. She makes me feel… things." Edward looks beseechingly at Rose. As though he's asking something of her which the rest of us are not privy too.

"Do as you please Edward but don't expect me or Emmett to be there to witness the train wreck you are bringing into our home!" Rose doesn't let Eddie reply as she's already picked up her tray of untouched food to dump nearby and stormed off out the cafeteria doors. Her speed just on the brink of being acceptable of being humanly fast.

Emmett gets up too about to follow out after her. "I'll go check on her."

I grab his arm and use the leverage to get up. "I'll come with you, Muscles."

Emmett gives me a curious look before shrugging and leading me out of the cafeteria with him. We follow Rose's unique scent towards the parking lot and find her leaning against a tree. A few benches are scattered around it, but Rose is too angry to sit.

"Rose?" Emmett walks towards her and just envelopes her in a hug. She doesn't hug back at first but eventually gives in by releasing a breath.

"He's going to get all of us into so much trouble. I can feel it Em, why is everyone else okay with this?" Rose moves out of Emmett's arms and finally takes a seat on a bench.

She looks over at me and tilts her head to the side. "Tan, no offence, but why are you here?"

"Because Rosie, I may be a smirky sexy piece of ass with a Bitch I don't care attitude, but I am still one of your best buds." I smirk at her. I had to. "Your brother may be doing something potentially dangerous but… I think it could be something more."

"What do you mean Barbie?" Rose asks with curiosity.

"Since I've been a vampire for a dead ass long time, I've picked up on a few tidbits on vamp behaviour. One tidbit being the signs of someone finding their singer. I believe your brother has done just that." I reply back taking a seat opposite Rose. Emmett sits down too completely intrigued.

"The only way to get over your singer is to either drain them when the urge becomes too much," Rose's eyes turn black at that. Strange reaction. "Or, you can make yourself immune to it by exposing yourself to it daily and meditating to gain control."

"So Edward is doing the right thing? We guessed the singer bit but what do you mean it could be something more?" Rose's brows are furrowed, and confusion makes her mouth droop slightly.

"I'm not sure yet, I'd have to meet the girl in person. I don't want to make assumptions and cause panic if they are false. Once I know for sure I'll of course share with you." I pat her hand reassuringly and continue speaking.

"But Edward will need all of our support, you are the strongest when it comes to subduing someone, if anything does go wrong tonight we will need you to take Edward down if he loses control."

Rose balls her fists up and mulls over my words before letting out a huff.

"Fine I'll help chaperone the human's visit. But don't expect me to be cordial."

Emmett laughs, pulls Rose closer by throwing his arm around her shoulder and kisses the top of her head. "We wouldn't dare expect that Babe."

I smile at the pair in front of me.

Rose will get to meet Bella tonight. I'll have to think of a plan to get Rose to play nice but at least she'll be there. I think she feels the pull towards her but seems to be unsure of her feelings.

Tonight will give some answers but also give rise to more questions.

I think about my wolf and internally grin. She'll be so proud.

Time to do some matchmaking.