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anyway, here's the chapter!

Emmett

I straightened my tie and ran a hand through my hair as Edward went to shake hands with Mr. Hale. Mr. Hale knew me, from always coming to Bella's parties, and I know this seemed weird now, but I actually took Bella out a couple times too. But now, as I was officially Rosalie's date, her father looked so much different. He looked more intimidating than before. Mr. Hale welcomed Edward with open arms. It was clear he approved. Jasper was fumbling with the corsage he'd gotten for Alice, making sure the ribbon was perfect when she saw it, but we all looked to the stairs expectantly for our dates to appear. I just realized I was nervous.

I wasn't nervous for junior prom when I went with Heidi. I was nervous because, Rosalie would walk down those stairs in mere moments and I had no doubt she would look perfect, causing me to forget everything intelligible I ever thought about saying. I played with the blue rose corsage I'd gotten for Rosalie and darted my eyes hopefully when I heard a noise upstairs, but sighed when I saw the door was still closed.

"Emmett, who are you taking to prom this year? Still that Jessica girl?" Mr. Hale asked me, noting my jumpiness.

"I… Mr. Hale, I'm taking Rosalie if I may, Sir." I told him. I couldn't believe he never even knew! I freaked for a second as her father's eyes widened at me. He stared at me, comprehending my words for a moment.

"You're taking my Rosalie?" Mr. Hale asked in a low voice beckoning for me to follow him into the other room. He was going to kill me or something. Rosalie said he didn't have a gun right?

"Yes Sir" I nodded following him into the living room. "I'll be careful with her sir. We are just going to my parents' house afterward with Jasper, Alice, Edward and Bella. But I will bring her back here if you want, or I can…"

"You like her?" Mr. Hale asked crossing his arms.

"Yes Sir." I answered quickly.

"She must like you if she's letting you take her dancing." Mr. Hale told me, with no expression change as he sat down on the recliner.

"We don't have to dance if she doesn't want to. I mean, we can stay here if she doesn't like prom. I just…" I was cut off by Mr. Hale chuckling.

"Rosalie really needs this. She needs to have fun. I… I'm glad that you are taking her. She really is a catch, and I'm thankful that someone like you can see that." Mr. Hale told me. Apparently he was trying not to be too emotional and sentimental. "She's just like her mother you know." He mumbled nodding his head to an old picture on the table. It was he and Rosalie's mother. He had on his football uniform leaning over the fence to wrap his arm around a tiny framed girl that looked almost crazily like Rosalie's 'before' with glasses and wild clothing, but what was the exact same about the couple. The jock and the freak, was that they were both smiling. They were both happy.

"I almost missed out on Ruby because she was in a different clique than me, and I didn't want to get teased by my friends if I asked her out. But if I hadn't broken the mold, I would have missed out on the most wonderful thing in my life. Sure it was hard to deal with my friends at first, but it gets better I promise. Rosalie is an all right girl Emmett and… I want to thank you for helping her. I saw her smile today. I haven't seen her smile in ages. Thank you for doing that for her." He said and we both heard the click of high heels across the floor and I saw Rosalie appear in the doorway a blush on her cheeks. She'd been listening.

My breath hitched in my throat as I looked her over. Her deep blue eyes are what caught me first. She looked like an angel she was so impeccably perfect. Her beautiful body belonged in sports illustrated. I actually blushed as my eyes scanned down her statuesque body that was flaunted in a dress that Alice had clearly not picked out. Rosalie had picked this one out because it looked like a dress an angel in a Renaissance painting would wear. Or… it reminded me of a wedding dress…

Rosalie smiled her dazzling smile causing me to have to constantly remind myself to breathe. She was the most beautifully perfect thing I'd seen in my entire life. I stood from the sofa and her glistening smile widened. Rosalie was magnificent in every way possible.

"We can never be traditional can we?" She giggled. "I did the whole 'wait and then strut down the stairs' thing too," She bit her full, red bottom lip and darted her blue eyes to the floor nervously. Apparently thinking that wasn't the right thing to say.

"You look beautiful Rosalie." I breathed and beside me Mr. Hale remained silent as he looked over his daughter. Her father remained there, as I fastened her corsage on her tiny wrist, but as soon as I was done, he enveloped his daughter in a tight embrace. Rosalie was shocked as she embraced her neglecting father, but smiled.

"You look nice Rosalie. More than nice. You look so pretty." He told her as he patted her cheek lightly.

"Thank you… Thank you Dad." She smiled happily. He whispered something in her ear and Rosalie nodded with a softening smile on her lips.

"You guys have fun." Mr. Hale slapped my shoulder as he walked to go give Bella a hug before Edward escorted her out the door.

"Rosalie, it isn't fair." I told her making sure we were out of her father's eye-view before I wrapped my arms around her perfect waist and touched my lips to hers.

"What isn't?" She asked me, her long black lashes fluttering closed as she laid her head on my chest.

"I get you." I responded. Fastening the corsage around her tiny wrist.

"And what isn't fair about that? I get you don't I?" She smiled.

"You had me at second sight remember?" I grinned before lacing my fingers through hers.

"Right." She nodded with a beautiful smile as I lead her out the door, with waves to her father before exiting. "Emmett?" She asked as I pulled my keys from my pocket.

"Yeah?" I turned to her and she held out the hand I wasn't holding.

"Can I take you someplace?" She bit her lip. Jessica had asked me the same thing. Same exact words too. But Jessica's intentions were not what I was willing to give her. I was willing to give Rosalie anything though… Whoa buddy! Jumping way ahead of yourself there. Slow down Cowboy!

"S-s-sure." I stuttered. Oh my God get a grip!

"We'll only be a couple minutes late. I just wanted to introduce you to… someone." She told me as she slid into the driver's seat, accepting my keys. I let out a breath. It wasn't what I was thinking about at all. I wanted to laugh at myself for a moment for being so hormonal. Rosalie tried to start the car and it didn't work. I blushed like crazy. I knew my car needed a tune-up and everything, but for it to break down on our way to prom was another story. I groaned and threw open the door, lifting the hood. This was a Mercedes for crying out loud! A Mercedes was NOT supposed to break down on the way to prom! Smoke rose from the hood and I cursed walking away completely frustrated. Then I heard a burst of Rosalie's laughter. She was laughing harder than I'd ever heard her laugh. It was the most beautiful sound I'd ever heard. She was beside herself and clutching her stomach in uncontrollable laughter. I couldn't help but smile back at her as she opened the door with much difficulty as she beckoned for me to come with her behind the car.

"Em-Emmett!" She tried to speak through her fit of laughter.

"Rosalie, it's not that funny." I tried to keep a straight face, but failed as the sound of her free, musical laughter filled my cells.

"Yes… Yes it is!" She shrieked with laughter. "Wait here a sec." She busted out laughing yet again as she made her way and unlocked her garage. She was gone for a few seconds before bringing a full, red toolbox. I inhaled at how sexy that was.

"Rosalie… Alice will kill me if you get anything on your dress." I told her, and she just shrugged.

"It's all good. Don't worry about it." She said as she handed me the toolbox to carry.

"So you want me to die?!" I teased.

"No Emmett, I don't want Alice to kill you. But we aren't going anywhere if this car isn't fixed and I don't suppose you know how to do it." She raised an eyebrow. I sighed.

"No. I don't." I admitted. "I have no idea." I told her.

"Okay then. Hold my dress." She said and I gulped as she began to pull the hem of her dress up to her upper thighs. Oh God she had amazing legs… She handed the bundle of her skirt to me and reached over into the hood with a wrench in hand. My heart pounded when I saw that on her right leg was a garter. That meant she expected it right? I couldn't function all of a sudden. I don't know how long I stood there just staring at her.

"Emmett!" She called again this time turning around with her hand outstretched her fingers wiggling like she wanted me to give her something. "I asked you for pliers like twelve times." She chuckled.

"Oh sorry." I blushed and handed her the pliers. She chuckled and bent over the hood again. She was perfect. Beyond perfect. Like insanely perfect…

"There! Good as new." She said with a smile and closed the hood. She smoothed her dress back down and hurried around to the driver's side and opened the door. I set the toolbox down in her garage and heard the engine purr. Oh my God…

"Rosalie!" I smiled widely as she opened the passenger door for me beckoning with her index finger for me to join her. She was so incredible. Beyond words incredible. "You got it working!" I smiled widely as I hopped into the passenger seat.
"Of course." She grinned as we were on our way to the mystery location Rose was taking me, before prom.

"So are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked, taking one of her hands in mine and stroking her fingers.

"No." She shook her head. I kissed her fingers one by one.

"Please?" I breathed. She inhaled sharply.

"Emmett, if you keep distracting me like that, I'll never get to where we're supposed to be because I'll have a car wreck." She turned onto a road I knew very well and into the parking lot a few minutes later. She was silent as she got out of the car. I started to open my door, but she protested opening my door for me, like I was the lady. I rolled my eyes as she shut the door behind me.

"I drove, therefore I am in control." She stated as she laced her fingers through mine, tugging me along through the doors to the hospital. The receptionist waved Rosalie and me through, recognizing me as Dr. Cullen's son and Rosalie as… I froze. I knew where Rosalie was taking me. My heart pounded in my chest with unconditional love for her. She trusted me this much? She loved me this much? I squeezed her hand and she inhaled, as she led me down the long white hallway. She stopped in front of a door that was cracked open slightly and turned to me.

"Emmett," She started. "I want you to meet my Mom."

I know it might not seem like a huge ordeal, but for Rosalie...

THIS is huge for her to trust Emmett with this much. It takes someone she really really loves for her to trust with meeting her mom...

Awww adorable huh?

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