A/N: Alright without further ado or hype here is CH 14 (Part 1 because I still don't know how to format and had to split it into 2 parts).

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the characters I'm just taking them for a spin.


As she approached the backyard and it's occupants Rosalie scoffed at the painstakingly slow way her siblings were moving around Isabella. The well mannered debutant understood it was the polite thing to do; move at the same pace as their guest to make her feel welcome. Rosalie hasn't been a debutant for nearly a century and she wanted nothing less in this world than to make the wolf feel welcome in their home. She could hear the tail end of their conversation and rolled her eyes as the wolf asked a particularly obtuse question.

"Who's Carlisle?" The wolf asked. "I thought you said Rosalie and Edward were the only ones in your fami-I mean coven- that I hadn't met?"

Have you ever heard a sexier voice? Rosalie scowled at her traitorous mind but ignored the thought in favor of answering the inane question. "Carlisle is our coven leader or father if you prefer." She said not bothering to keep the irritation out of her voice. "And to be quite frank we haven't actually met yet." Rosalie continued as she stepped around the group to put the last dish on the table along with the pitcher she carried to complete their meal. She took a seat on the bench facing towards the group being sure to angle her body away from the wolf among them.

"I'm Isabella Swan." The wolf said with a smile, stepping forward confidently offering her hand to movement sent a small gust of pheremones into Rosalie space and she felt her sense assaulted with the smell, unable to resist taking a deep breath.

Oh my, that smile! As if!Rosalie frowned, shaking her head at the thought. More like doesn't that smile look like your typical pompous alpha?

Rosalie sniffed, taking in more of the smell, and barely glancing at the offered hand. "Rosalie." she responded flatly before inspecting her manicure for, non existent, imperfections. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the wolf deflate slightly as the smile slid off the burnetts face. Rosalie didn't allow herself to linger on the slight painful tugging the sight brought to her heart.

Luckily Carlisle and Esme chose that moment to join the others out in the backyard providing the Blonde with a welcome distraction.

"Ah. this must be the famous Isabella I've been hearing so much about from Alice recently!" Rosalie was disheartened to see a warm smile and intrigued glint in Carlise's eyes as he came to stand behind Isabella. The wolf jumped slightly, yelping in surprise, and turned to greet him.

"Yea-" The wolf coughed slightly. "Yes sir, that's me. Pleased to meet you Mr. Cullen." Rosalie couldn't help but scoff as the wolf seemed to bow slightly at the Coven leader.

Oh give me a break! An alpha and a suck up? Now I've seen everything. Rosalie thought. What's wrong with manners and a healthy respect for authority? There was a time you found those traits very attractive.

Rosalie grit her teeth against the memory of dark hair and pompous eyes over chiseled features twisted in a sick satisfied grin she knew would always haunt her. There's nothing wrong with it, just isn't what I'm interested in. Besides that was a lifetime, and a lesson in just how much those traits can lie, ago. Her frown deepened as she listened to the introductions continuing around her.

"Please, Isabella, call me Carlisle." Carlisle said with slight amusement in his voice. "It's very nice to meet you as well. It's not often I get the chance to interact with a member of your kind outside annual celebrations with the La Push Pack." he continued, offering his hand to shake. "How are you liking Forks so far, you've been in town about a week now?" Carlisle gestured at the table as everyone took a seat around them.

"Yes sir. It's an adjustment for sure." She said as she released his hand. "My classes have been alright so far as the half week of classes I had." She shrugged as she rounded the table to take a seat between Esme on the end and Emmett. "I'm still trying to get the hang of things here but I'm sure I'll get a feel for things eventually." The wolf finished looking up to make eye contact with Rosalie seated across from her.

Rosalie narrowed her eyes as she watched the wolf's gaze linger on her. What on-keep your filthy eyes in your head and off me. Rosalie crossed her arms firmly across her chest and glared hard at the wolf. So much for manners- Not that you're into manners anyways though right?- yeah that's right! But I'd definitely prefer manners to leering and poorly worded innuendo! Rosalie doubled her glare smirking in satisfaction as the wolf looked away.

"Social Studies is definitely your favorite class though, right Belly?" Emmitt questioned after a moment around a mouthful. "You really lucked out getting Mr. Bison, you wouldn't believe what people trade to get into his class." Emmitt's eyes went wide as he spoke.

Rosalie snorted as she thought of some of the stories she'd overheard regarding the illustriously easy period and what students would do for a coveted seat in the class. Glancing around she noted that Emmitt wasn't the only one eating and the others had already helped themselves and served their plates. She quickly gathered helpings of her favorite dishes owing her large portions to how rarely Esme cooked.

"I can't believe he hasn't gotten caught and that works out for everyone. Especially if enough people know that there's trading to get into his period?" The wolf responded as she reached for the pitcher of blood wine.

"Well who's going to snitch and ruin a good deal?" Emmitt reasoned with a shrug. "It's basically a free period and people need the time to destress." He finished.

"Well you can't be too stressed with coursework; you practically ran to your next class!" Isabella laughed slightly.

Emmitt gave her an amused look before turning enthusiastically back to his meal.

Rosalie sipped at her blood wine, observing the wolf over the rim. She nearly snorted as she watched the wolf's eyes glancing around as if she were literally searching for some topic to bring up. Emmett was not kidding when he called her awkward. The blonde thought, licking her lips, as she placed her glass back on the table. Jeesh I thought every alpha was born with charisma and self importance to spare.

"So Alice," The wolf began breaking Rosalie from her thoughts. "Are you Rose's Alpha?" She asked, gesturing between the two with her fork.

Rosalie found herself torn between verbally destroying the wolf and launching across the table to make thoughts a reality. Alice, as though sensing her sister's intentions, threw an arm over the blonde's shoulders pulling them close together in a half hug on their shared bench.

"Nope." The pixie replied with a sad tone. "I've tried and I've tried but she loves another." Alice said placing a loud sloppy kiss on Rosalie's cheek, laughing as the blonde pushed her away. "No, but seriously," Alice said through lingering chuckles. "I'm mated to Edward. Rose was our second to last to join the fam, before Emmett, Ed and I had been mated at least a century at that point." The pixie finished with a smile no doubt remembering some cherished moment between her and her love.

The table fell into silence once again, save compliments to the chef, as everyone enjoyed the meal.

"So Emmett," The wolf spoke up again, getting the big man's attention as he chewed. "What was your next class anyways, I've been wondering?" She asked revisiting their earlier conversation.

"Oh, Jazz and I have a free period after social studies." Emmitt replied after swallowing.

"What's so exciting you had to run to make your free period?" Bella asked, confused.

"You'd be surprised at the excitement you can find with some free time and a bonafide cowboy for a mate." Emmitt winked as he sipped at his wine before reaching for a third helping of the gourmet meal.

Rosalie rolled her eyes at the confused look that still graced the wolf's face. I would be genuinely surprised at this wolf being the only alpha whose mind isn't a steel trap for sexual innuendo if it wasn't sad how dense she must be for that one to have gone over her head. She thought.

What do you care? Sex obsessed or dense as a post what does it matter to you? Rosealie tore her next bite off her fork with more aggression than the last. It really doesn't matter to me. It's just notable and generally sad is what I meant. She nodded as she chewed angrily now fully enveloped in the mental conversation.

You sure that's all it is? Rosalie forced herself to stop chewing and swallow against the mutinous question.

Of course it is. What more could it be? She thought, forcefully spearing her fork into another bite.

I couldn't say, just double checking. It's just… Rosalie paused fork in mid air as the thought trailed off.

What? You know I can't stand it when you do that? She shook her head and huffed slightly, placing her fork back on the plate.

Nothing, nothing. Never mind. Rosalie slammed her fist down onto the table in frustration barely containing her strength enough not to snap the furniture in half. "Ugh." She scoffed aloud and froze as she looked up to meet 4 pairs of concerned eyes around the table and one cautiously inquisitive pair across from her.

Ignoring her family and slight embarrassment Rosalie focused instead on her lingering irritation and zeroed in on the wolf across from her.

"Can I help you?" She snapped.

"I was just- I mean I was wondering, it's really not- it's none of my business but-" The wolf stumbled over her words.

"Oh my god do us all a favor and spit it out!" She snapped again as her irritation grew fueled by her growing dislike of the wolf in front of her.

"Where's your mate?" The wolf finally managed to force out and the whole forest seemed to fall silent around them.

"You're right Isabella," Rosalie spat, somehow, making the name sound like a curse. "That is none of your business. But since you felt the need to ask I've got a question of my own. Why do you think I need a mate?" Rosalie stated glaring hard at the wolf.

"Well I just assumed you're so pretty I-" Isabella began

"You know what happens when you assume; You make an ass of you and me." Rosalie interrupted not even attempting to conceal the disdain in her voice. "Do I look like I enjoy being made an ass of?" She asked with a hollow laugh.

"Well no, of course not and I wasn't intending to-" Isabella tried again.

"Exactly. But you know what I like even less than you making me look like an ass?" Rosalie asked and was grateful to find Isabella finally remained silent as she continued. "That would be people thinking I'm just some hole to be filled or a vapid bed warmer. I'm a person and I sure as hell don't need someone to 'be my Alpha'" Rosalie stood growing more irate. "When will your kind understand that Omegas don't have to be mated? When will all you pompous Alphas start thinking with more than your sex soaked libidos?" Rosalie's chest heaved with every unnecessary breath as she unleashed a torrent of pent up frustration spurred on by the heady mixture of blood wine and Alpha scent. "Unlike the rest of my family I'm not taken in by all your bravado and bullshit. Your assumptions say a lot more about you than me and I know who you are. Spoiler alert I'm not impressed." She slammed her hands on the table as she finished leveling the brunette with one last hard glare before quickly turning and disappearing inside.

The table sat in silence for a long moment as the remaining occupants took in the scene that just unfolded.

"What the hell Emmett! I thought you were going to talk to her?" Alice's voice finally broke the silence.

"I did talk to her! She said she'd be nice." Emmett whined in his defence.

"That was nice?!" Alice threw back.

"Well I mean, she didn't hurt anyone or break anything or really do anything other than yelling. I'm calling this a win." Emmett said, crossing his arms and nodding his head in affrimation.

Alice paused considering his words. "Yeah, I guess a verbal outburst is the best case scenario for today all things considered."


A/N: Well I believe one of you told Rosalie to calm down? It seems that didn't happen. and rolling right along into part 2...