Hello people! I just wanted to say thanks to those of you who reviewed, I really appreciate it! So, here's part 2. Let's see what these two are up to on their reunion-date,

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Emmett's POV

"Okay, you get this one, and I'll take you to Marcos."

"No! That's not a prize; I don't even know what a Marcos is!"

"It's the best pizza place in the history of great pizza places. Trust me; I've been there four times since I came to Florida."

Bella contemplated for a moment before breaking into a smile.

"You're on."

She aimed the basketball at the basketball hoop in the booth, and threw the ball nearly hitting the gamekeeper and swishing it into the hoop.

"Woo! In yo face sucka!" she said to the booth worker who had been playfully teasing her for the past five minutes about not scoring. He laughed at her in an endearing sort of way and told her to pick a prize, even though she only scored once. Yeah, this dude is totally crushing right now.

I laughed as Bella came toward me carrying a huge fucking teddy bear that was about as big as her.

"What? He looks just like you!" No the hell it doesn't. This bear looks possessed.

"Oh really? I was always under the impression that I resembled a Hollister model, not a freaking demon." I pinched her side, she laughed.

"Hollister model my ass."

"What ass?"

"Fuck you."

"Please."

"Eww, Emmett, stop being skanky!"

"You know you want to."

"Fine you caught me."

I laughed at her as we left the boardwalk. It was well past eight now, and we had about an hour left before curfew. When we were settled into the truck -with Bella's "Emmy-bear" buckled up in the back- Bella begin to fiddle with my stereo set.

"You still have this?" She asked incredulously holding up my 'Simple Plan' album I bought back in the tenth grade. I rolled my eyes.

"What, did you expect me to be listening to Adele, and Bieber Boy?" She gave me a most disgusted look imaginable.

"I can't believe you just used those two names in the same sentence."

"Oh fuck! Oh my god, so good!"

"Is it weird that your foodgasm is giving me a hard-on?" She giggled and nodded.

"Shut up whore." She replied, sipping her . The waiter came up to our table for the sixth time tonight, might I add, his eyes solely on Bella.

"Can I get you a refill, sweetheart?" Bella was either too absorbed in her food to notice him, or just didn't want to give him the time of day.

"No, just give me the check, thanks." I said, not bothering with politeness. I didn't hear him offer me a refill. With another leering look towards Bella, the guy parted.

"Jesus, Bells, you're getting a lot of play tonight." She stopped eating and looked up at me, eyebrows raised.

"Big step up from how it used to be, eh?" There was no humor in her voice. And we'd finally reached this point.

"And are you enjoying that?" No.

"Not as much as I thought I would." She replied. I could've figured that. It always works out that way.

"You want something so bad, and then when you finally have it, it's not all it's cracked up to be." She blinked at me.

"Exactly." She whispered, as the waiter came with the check, he gave it to Bella. She stared at it, then looked up at the waiter, he winked. I took the check from Bella and read it:

You're hot, we should hang. Call me. ;) 954-033-7653

"Seriously? That has to be the single most overused pickup tactic in the book. You sicken me, get out of my face." The guy frowned at me.

"Who the hell are you supposed to be, her body guard? Besides, she can speak for herself." We both looked to Bella. She smiled sweetly and waved the boy off. That's my girl. I laughed at him as he skulked away.

"You ready?" I ask throwing the money on the table.

"Yeah, let's go." We walked out of the restaurant, our footsteps in tune with each other. The cool breeze had picked up, and it's starting to drizzle again. Oh Florida.

I opened the car door for Bella, and then got in myself.

"I'm sorry." She blurted out before I even shut my door. I instinctively look around my car, no harm was done.

"What'd you do?" I asked accusingly. She took a deep breath and turned towards me, her eyes had a sad look in them, that same look I've been successfully avoiding all night.

"I mean sorry about everything. And I know what you're doing. Thanks for not yelling at me. Or murdering me in the woods."

I let out a chuckle. "You're welcome. We will talk, but now's not the time." I stated. I can't guarantee that when we finally have that discussion I would be able to keep myself from getting angry, but we'll worry about that when we get there. But I do have one issue that just can't hold off.

"Hey, what's going on between you and Edward?" I asked in a matter-of-fact tone. I looked at her closely, she blinked continuously staring off into space, but I know damn well she heard my question. I huff in frustration. "Bella..."

"I could ask you the same thing! I mean, since when is he your 'other half'?" she yelled incredulously.

"It's all about forgiveness, babe." I replied in a sing-song voice. "And besides, once Edward got rid of Tanya he became his old self."

"Oh, speaking of Tanya, she and I got into a pretty heated argument today."

"Get out." I was momentarily sidetracked.

"Yep, in theater. She came up to me, trying to get some info on Edward I think. She didn't realize it was me. You should've seen the look on her face when she found out... fucking priceless." She muttered. There was an evil little glint in her eyes that couldn't be mistaken. She continued. "Makes her a lot more observant than Edward; he still doesn't know that I'm...me."

There was a small battle in my head. On one hand, I really wanted to know what happened next. There's nothing more satisfying than knowing that Tanya got her ass told off. On the other hand, well, Bella thinks she's slick distracting me like that...the gossip can hold off for later.

"Bells, I want you to stay away from him." She turned away from me, silent. "I'm serious, Bella. And why would you want to be involved with him anyway? Have you just forgotten how he treated you?"

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, look who's talking. And remember, 'it's all about forgiveness babe'." Fuck. I just walked right into that one. But it's still different. When I told her so she scoffed again.

"No it's not." She said evenly, staring me down. "You're just overreacting." I inwardly rolled my eyes, if anyone overreacts, it's her. "Besides, it's not like I'm gonna date him."

"...You're not?"

"No!"

"Really?"

"Really." Well then.

"Why not?"

She frowned at me. "Why would I? Have you completely forgotten how he treated me?" Of course I didn't, but I also remember how head-over-heels she was for him. It's a relief to know she's not harboring any feelings toward him, a relief, in more ways than one.

"I just don't want to see you hurt again. And while Edward and I are friends, I won't hesitate to beat the shit out of him if he ever tried anything with you."

She smiled brightly at me. "Aww, Em, You mean that?"

"Of course, I didn't forget the promise I made to you before you left."

"You didn't." She +agreed.

BPOV

If it weren't for the fact that I was trying to prove that I am not dramatic, I would actually be crying right now. I can't believe how this day turned out; first making Tanya feel like the biggest jack-ass alive, then having mouthwatering pizza with Emmett. It definitely doesn't get any better than this.

We spent the rest of the drive back to Hollywood Arts just talking about everything. What we've been up to, and what a coincidence it is that we all ended up here. I have to say I honestly am surprised he was interested in going here. I told him so.

"Well I wanted to be where all my friends are. Given, I didn't know you were gonna be here. So I tried out for the football team. I got in of course, but it's mandatory to take a performing arts class." He looked really disgruntled by that. I burst out laughing.

"Yeah, I heard they tried to put you in ballet."

"Try? They succeeded! I'm still trying to get out of that fucking class!" I was laughing so hard at this, my ribcage was starting to hurt.

"Yeah, laugh it up." He said, but couldn't keep a grin off his own face.

"I'm sorry, I just can't get this image of you tippy-toeing around trying to be a swan out of my head!" he scoffed.

"Whatever, I'm gonna look damn good tomorrow. Don't hate Swan."

I sighed. "Whatever helps you sleep at night."

He idled up to the parking lot and turned the car off, we got out.

"Hey don't forget that damn demon in my car okay." I snatched my bear out of the backseat. There is nothing demented about my bear!

"It's not a demon! It's adorable."

"The little asshole has red eyes. Explain that then!" we bantered on like that until we reached my dorm.

Now that Emmett and I have gotten over that awkward stump, I really didn't want him to go. There's just so much time that I've lost...I haven't completely forgotten what it's like being around Emmett. What with having both Paul and Jacob around, and even Seth. But no one could replace him. No one could bring me that sense of comfort and peace like Emmett... except for Tori's nature-sleep music, but that's not a person so it doesn't count.

Without warning Emmett pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his middle and buried my face in his plaid shirt.

"Thanks for showing up." He said simply. I flinched.

"I'm sorry you even had to imagine that I wouldn't." And nothing more has to be said for now.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said, kissing my forehead and letting me go.

"Alright." We said our goodbyes and I went into my dorm room. The common room was empty except for Edward and Riley who were sprawled out and watching 'Walking Dead'. When I came in they both looked up at me.

"Where've you been?" Edward asked. I didn't look at him twice.

"Nun-ya."

"Is that bear for me?" Riley asked.

"No, it's mine."

Edward looked at it in scrutiny. "What's wrong with it? Why does it look like that?"

I glared at him. There is nothing wrong with this bear. It's special. "Fuck you Edward."

"Anytime you're ready baby." I decided not to think too much about that and headed into my room.

"Night boys."

"Goodnight, sweet cheeks." Edward called.

The girls were both knocked out. Tori's little radio was playing what sounded like a rain storm. Strangely soothing since I always sleep better when it rains. Rosalie has an eye-cover thingy on her eyes and looks like freaking sleeping beauty.

I slipped into my sleeping clothes and climb into bed quickly falling asleep, my mind content.

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