A/N: OK guys, a little something different in this story, here is the man of the hour.

Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine even though I wish to possess it.

*Begin*

Emmett's P.O.V

Not speaking with her or 3 days was a nightmare.

I tried to call her and text her every chance I got, but I knew she was ignoring them. I knew she was pissed at me for not telling my friends about our relationship, but she didn't know my friends like I did. Even thought she wasn't reading my messages or anything, I kept sending them because I needed her to know I was not giving up.

Ariel was too nice of a girl to be friends with my friends. Not only would they eat her alive, but I was sure that they would corrupt her and although I would love for my girl to spice it up a notch, I think she was perfect just the way she was.

The first day she wouldn't speak to me I thought she was just messing around with me; you know try to teach me a lesson. I thought she was just trying to make me feel as invisible as I guess I made her feel when I didn't acknowledge her at school. When she wouldn't get in my car that morning, I made Edward leave with Bella, so she had no choice but to go with me. So instead, she simply walked back inside and locked me out.

That ticked me off, but it was nothing I couldn't handle. Rose was more of a drama queen and that girl always had something to say and most of the time it was never anything nice.

The second day, Edward told me that the girls were riding to school together. I was just about to leave my house when he told me, so I raised over there to catch her before they left. I tried to get her attention, but she just refused to look at me. I ended up punching my truck so that I would stop myself from ripping the door off Bella's truck.

I was starting to really lose my shit and I know I was becoming unbearable in the house. I snapped at everyone who tried talking to me and I even tried speaking with Edward about what was going through her mind. He wasn't much help as he thought this should be worked out between the two of us. That pissed me off even more because he was my brother and he refused to help me.

Snapping at Alice also frustrated me because she did nothing wrong and if anything, she did want to help. I got into a few fights with Jasper of Alice and although it felt good to relieve my stress, I still felt like shit in the end.

The third day I just leaned against my truck, staring at her, not saying or doing anything else. I thought she would get in when she walked my way, but of course she had to be stubborn and walk away from me. I think I finally got the hint about what she was trying to tell me. I didn't even make it to school because I knew if I went, I was going to end up killing someone.

On the fourth day I didn't even bother showing up to her house because I knew I wasn't going to get her to get in my truck. I knew she would either go with Edward or Bella and even though I wanted to see her, I had to give her, her space.

After I accused her of agreeing to go out with Mike, Mike of all people, I knew I messed up. I wanted to apologize to her and make things right, but I think I just fucked up more when I told her I didn't want my friends to know. I don't think I ever saw her this upset, well except for the day I finally asked her out.

I smacked myself in the face thinking about how I could be so stupid to think she would ever be interested in Mike Newton. I needed to make this up to her big time, but I just didn't know how.

A knock on my window told me my friends were here. So, I got out of my truck and pounded each of their fist as a way of saying hey. My friends weren't the nicest people in town, but they were loyal to a T. Greg was a half breed like me and didn't have any family around since his mother died in childbirth and it was never known who his father was. He was taken in by a coven like my own and when he turned 18 and ventured out on his own, he met me, and we've been best friends for a few years now.

He was such a ladies' man, and I knew he had a thing for my girl. I always saw him watching her and he would always make these little comments. Nothing that would piss me off, but enough to let me know he was interested in her in more than a friend. Greg did not have friends that were girls, he was the type of guy to fuck them then dump them.

Charlie was human and already had a rough life. His dad was a drunk and his mother was a hooker in Seattle. I met Charlie while he was on the streets looking for a handout so he could eat. At first, he was embarrassed that I caught him doing that but after talking with him, we became good friends. He stays at my house when he really needs too, and Esme always enjoys feeding him and making sure he always has good clothes.

Not many know this about Charlie but he has a learning disability and so it makes him angry a lot when he can't do the things the teachers ask of him. Esme got him a tutor and it helps but we try to keep it all on the low since he doesn't want the whole town to know. He is the nicest guy you would ever meet, and I think he will do wonders in the world.

I also like that he's gay and doesn't have a thing for my girl. He's been dating Paul Lahote from La Push for about 6 months now and I think it's going great.

I barely heard the joke Greg said but laughed along as if I did. My full attention was on my girl and on how she was dressed. I wanted to drag her home and make her change, but I knew she was doing this to prove a point and I needed to let her. I also wished I could tell her how amazing she looked; I hoped the heat in my eyes was enough.

Bella looped her arm with Ariel's and began dragging her to their group of friends.

"As your older sister I can't watch you do this to yourself. But as your friend, show him what he's missing." I listened to what Bella whispered to Ariel. Part of me wanted to ask Bella what she meant because if Ariel was my little sister and left the house dressed like that, I would make her change no matter if she did it to make a guy jealous. Yes, my girl was smoking hot, but I rather have her in jeans in a t-shirt.

I stopped laughing as I watched Mike ogle her. He couldn't stop staring at her legs and I could se the wheels turning in his head.

"Edward what is he thinking?" I whispered.

"I don't think I should tell you." I glared at my brother.

"Tell me, Edward."

"He's imagining her naked. Well, he's imagining bending her over in that outfit as he takes her from behind." I clenched my hands tightly. I was going to have a hard talk with Mike later, I just prayed I could keep my aner in check.

If he kept imagining my girl in any more ways that weren't friendly, he was not going to make it to graduation. Of course, I didn't help much when no when knew she was my girl, but I just wasn't ready to share her with the world.

Greg catcalled her when she was making her way inside.

"You calling me?" She looked so good today, I really needed to make it up to her.

"Yea sweetie, you look mighty fine today." I wanted to punch my best friend in the face and I have never wanted to hurt him before.

"I'm Ariel and you are?"

"We know who you are, and we like what we see, I'm Greg. This is Charlie and you know Emmett." He pointed first to the guy on the left then to the right. I turned out the rest of their conversation as I could only think about Ariel and the different ways I could make it up to her. I would need to speak with Alice and see what she would like the most.

"What do you think you're doing?" I didn't mean to make the simple question as harsh as I knew it came out. I just wanted to stop with all the games, I missed her like crazy.

"Proving to you that no one cares if we're dating. Do you see how hot I look? It doesn't matter if I'm a sophomore, all that matters is that I look good enough on your arm to be your equal. Why can't you just admit to everyone that you're with me, are you ashamed of me?" I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her in close. I was enjoying the feel of her much more than I should be since I knew I didn't deserve it right now.

"I would never be ashamed of you. Maybe I'm ashamed of myself for feeling the way I do, for feeling like no one else should ever be around you. And when you dress like this, I want to kill every guy who even looks your way." I kissed the sensitive spot behind her ear and when she shivered, I wanted to pull her into the nearest closest and kiss the shit out of her. "Maybe I' not ready for the world to know, because once they know then shit gets in the way."

"Did you ever think the only reason they look at me is because they don't know I'm taken by you? No one wants to mess with you and if they knew I was your girl then they wouldn't mess with me, hell they wouldn't even look twice my way." I barely heard her next words as I trailed kisses up her neck. I know I shouldn't be torturing the both of us like this, but my mind and body were two different things right now.

"I want to kiss you so bad!" I sounded like a little kid who was told I couldn't have my dessert until after dinner.

"If you want to kiss me then I want you to either kiss me at lunch or simply tell your friends we're together. Tell your friends about us and you can kiss me all you want. Don't tell your friends and I will dress in something like this until you do and trust me, I have a whole closet full of outfits similar to this one." I was stunned as she turned me down. I don't think anyone ever turned me down before.

Her sticking up to me was both hot and annoying at the same time. I watched her walk away until I could no longer see her and then I headed out back to skip English with my friends.