I hope you all love me right now. I'm on vacation typing this. I'm sitting on a boat as I type, waitin to cross Lake Michigan. I'm in charge of my greatgrandmother and her wheel chair. So far, I think I'm one of the least stressed on this trip. The adults are throwing fits, and my G.G. and I are just chillin', waiting for the boat to leave. All in all, I'm having a nice vacation, and the entire time I'm going to have your best interests in mind. I can't believe I'm writing on vacation, but I am. Does anyone besides myself think I'm a little obsessive, and I rant too much?

Happy 4th of July :D

On to the story…

Emma POV

The movie was amazing. I checked the date on the back of the case, and it said it was made in 1994. The graphics were surprisingly good for such an old film. During the movie I had leaned toward Edward. I was hoping he'd take the hint and put his arm around me. He did, but it was kind of odd. He grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch first, put that on me and then put his arm around me. It was funny though because I wasn't cold until after he put the blanket around me. That was one thing I'd noticed about him. His skin was always so cold. I liked his arm around me anyway. It felt right somehow. This was our first "date," or at least in my mind it was. I hoped it was the first of many.

He turned to me when the movie was over. "So what do you think of vampires now that you've seen this?" He had an amused but honestly questioning look on his face. He seemed genuinely curious.

I laughed. "Sorry, but you're not going to sway me that easily. I still would like to meet one.

"That didn't sway you at all? You didn't find the vampires in this film repulsive? They brutally killed that woman on the stage, and they even murdered their own kind." He looked confused.

"No, I thought they were a little sad actually. Louis was obviously a tortured soul. He really hated what he'd become, and Armand seemed lost as well. Lestat on the other hand, he wasn't evil or anything. He was just trying to live life to its fullest. You can't blame him for bending the rules a little. Humans do the same thing, but our rules are just a little less extreme." I paused, waiting for his opinion. He didn't say anything. "You know, you're a little too quiet sometimes. What about you? What do you think of the vamps?

He didn't miss a beat, "I think they're vile, soulless monsters. Even the ones that pretend to be good. They still don't have a soul. They'll never be saved. No matter what they do." He looked like he wanted to say more, but he didn't. I wasn't sure what to say. There was a long, awkward silence. He broke it first. "I'm sorry, that was rude. I should have kept my opinions to myself. I apologize.

I just stared at him. He was so confusing. One minute he seems like he's all for my little fantasy, and the next he's got this completely wild notions about vampires in general. "I don't really mind. You're entitled to your own opinion. Personally, I don't think that they're soulless. It must just be easier to cross the line between right and wrong when you're powerful enough to do whatever you want. I mean, they hunt humans for a food source. I bet cereal would taste terrible to one of them. Plus, it would get insanely boring eating the same food over and over again. They're just trying to have a little fun with it, and doing horrible things to humans is most likely the only way they know how. You have to kill something to eat it, so you might as well have a little fun in the process.

Edward POV

I couldn't believe that I'd said all of that to her. I should have been watching what I said around her more carefully. It was hard to remember that she didn't know what I was. She didn't seem mad though. She started talking again. In that way that she has that would make even Alice jealous. I liked it, but after she finished, her face flushed and she looked down at her hands. I found her opinions entirely interesting, but I could tell she wasn't going to say anymore at the moment. I decided to delve a little deeper. "What about the 'good' ones. The ones who don't kill humans? What do you think about them?

She looked up at me. She was really passionate when it came to vampires. I could tell from her thoughts that the subject of "good" vampires really piqued her interest. "I would guess that they are just like us. For all we know we could have one going to school with us." I think they're just looking for retribution. They don't want to be monsters. They just want to live and be left alone. They'd rather become friends with a human than have a human become their dinner. They're the ones who remember what it's like to have a soul, a family, a life. They just want to be as normal as they can. They haven't lost their soul, not at all, but they are searching for the one thing that will make their existence worth something. I'm guessing that some of them have already found it, but there are probably some who completely loath what they've become. It's the same with people, you can't generalize and entire species. They're all individuals." She paused a beat. "Sorry, I always talk way too much, and by the time I realize that I am, it's too late. I've been told it's really irritating. I know it is, but I just can't seem to stop myself. And now I'm going again. I'm just going to stop now. Sorry

She was extremely embarrassed, and her thoughts conveyed the same thing. It had been almost thirty minutes since the movie had finished, but we were both content just sitting there. "First off, I don't think that it is at all irritating. I like it. Second, I like your ideas about what the vampires would actually be like. It seems very realistic. I would guess that you're very close to what they must actually are like, if they do, in fact, exist." I was hoping that she could soon know how close she really was.

"I hate to end this right now, but I'm hungry. I'm going to go make myself some noodles. Would you like some?" She was always hoping that I would eat with her. Her thoughts always strayed to thinking about what it would be like to have a family dinner. Of course, that wasn't going to happen.

"I appreciate it, but I was going to just grab something and go eat in Carlisle's office. I needed to talk with him about something.

"Oh, okay." She was disappointed, and I really wished I was able to eat with her. Even if it was only to spend more time with her.

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We went to the kitchen together. She pulled out some pasta and I set out to make myself a sandwich. I at least went through the façade of making food. Although, I never took a single bite, it made her feel better to know that I was actually eating something.

She went to her room, and I went to Carlisle's office. I would throw the food away later.

I knew Carlisle would let me in before I even knocked, but I did anyway.

"Come in, Edward. He had heard Emma's and my entire conversation, they all had, so he had some notion about what I'd come for.

I decide to get right to it. "Carlisle, I was wondering if you'd reconsidered. You've been blocking those particular thoughts from me, so I've gotten a little impatient." It was true. He'd been blocking me out more effectively than ever. Alice had been helping him out lately.

"I've been considering all of the possibilities, Edward. It's almost all I've been thinking about since you asked. I understand where you're coming from, but things may not go as smoothly as you plan. I have come to a deciusion. Emma can stay with us for as long as she wants. You're right, she has nobody else. In regards to telling her about us…

Sorry, that's it for now. You'll just have to wait. I'm still not home yet from vacation. I'm going to keep typing, and I've still got about four hours before I make it home finally. I'm running on about 4 ½ hours of sleep, and I've just gone through a time change, so I'm absolutely exhausted. But…I haven't been able to fall asleep, so I guess you're all out of luck. I need a nap. I'll write more soon, but I'd like some reviews this time. I have one question first. Does my writing seem like it is rambling too much? I'm not sure, but to me the paragraphs seem like they're getting longer. I'm not talking about Emma's rambling, I'm not doing that on accident. I want her like that. I'm thinking of the other stuff…Edward and everything else. Does it seem like too much? I really need your opinions on this one.

Thanks a bunch,

Ashley