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(A/N Sorry it's been a while since I've posted anything... had a killer assignment to do! But it's all done now! Good times! Anyway... enjoy this little edition of Jasper and Emmett)

Chapter 4 again...

Lunch continued as any other. Any other lunch at school anyway. I'd like to see how these humans reacted if we had lunch our way. We all sat there pretending to eat – apart from Ness.

Alice or Edward would warn us if anyone was watching –or was going to watch- us eat; in which case, we would all have to graciously take a bite. It wasn't that the food was disgusting, it was just tasteless. Like chewing on nothing but air. That wasn't the problem though. The problem was that we weren't exactly equipped with a fully functioning human digestive system. If we were then I'm sure any of us would go through the awkwardness of eating human food, but the way of getting the unneeded food out of our bodies isn't exactly pleasurable. Emmett and myself, however did come up with a very successful – and to be honest, amusing – way of doing this. Whoever had had to eat the food would stand with his back up against one of the trees in the forest and the other would run, jump and kick the other right in the stomach. The food would come up in a split second. Esme didn't approve – but Esme didn't have to know. I remembered at Edward and Bella's wedding when Edward had to eat some of the wedding cake. Emmett and I politely stepped in to free him of the problem. It beat having to choke it up anyway just like a cat with a fur ball. It's so degrading.

The bell rang and we all went back to class. Rose, Emmett and I made our way to gym and after what happened with Edward, Em was really... giddy.

"Jasper!" Rosalie hissed. "Stop it, you're getting him all wound up."

"Woah, no I'm not... I'm not doing anything." I argued.

"You are! I can feel it." She said, lowering her voice slightly. "But it's not going to work on me... someone's got to keep you morons in check."

Rosalie and I always had our own special bond... on some level. For a hundred and forty years now we had always been labelled as the twins. Until recently, every ones story was that they were just adopted separately; but Rose and I always came as a pair. I suppose it's hard not to really fall into a role when you've been playing it for so long. Yes, it was true, it was always Bella who I spent time with and had a laugh with. But as much as Rosalie annoyed me, and got on my nerves I always saw her as my twin.

Emmett and I went to get changed.

"What are we going to do then, bro?" Emmett asked, "We've got to keep up with the spectacle in Edward's lesson! People would start talking if we don't..."

"Emmett, people will start talking if we do!" I joked.

"Ah please! I mean, so what's the worst that could happen? We get drafted to the basketball team? I could play dumb!"

I didn't doubt that for a second. "Emmett, I know how frustrated you feel when you play with humans... you more than any of the others. You wouldn't last three minutes. You heard how little it took to get out of hand with Jacob and Edward. All it takes is for you to get excited, run a little too fast, jump a little too high, or bump into someone a little too hard." I argued without even thinking. I lifted my head and looked into the eyes of my brother and felt what he was feeling. I suddenly felt so guilty. Emmett had heard this so many times. He knows that he'd never be able to, maybe he just needed a little... fun. "Sorry Em... I didn't mean to be..."

"So much of a spoil sport?" He asked. He smiled slightly, but genuinely looked hurt. I don't think anyone really gives him enough credit... most of the time they see him as the inconsiderate joker. I was the weak one and Emmett was the fool. He wasn't though. He cared about us all nearly as much as Esme did. He pulled his shirt over his head and pulled it down. "Come one bro, let's go." He said, without looking me in the eye.

We made our way into the sports hall. Rosalie was standing with the gym teacher and she was waving us over.

"Coach Harber wants to speak to us...about Edward." She said softly as we joined her.

"Mr Whitlock, Mr McCarthy. I'm coach Harber." He said taking our hands. "I just wanted to take a few minutes before we started to talk about what happened before lunch... with your brother. I can assure you that the P.E staff here at Fork's high school are absolutely against bullying and physical violence. If you ever need anyone to talk to then I'll be here."

"Thank you Coach Harber, obviously we were upset by what happened, but I'm sure it was just an accident." I was grateful that Rosalie had said something. I was positive that if either Emmett or I had said anything, all that would have come out would have been roars of laughter.

Rosalie went to play badminton and Emmett and I went to play basketball. I silently promised him that it I would make it fun.