The next few days of my immortal life were filled with all things love related. Everyone had pitched in to teach me about courting and gifts. That's how I found myself back in Forks, Washington. Hands shaking with a bouquet of flowers in them.

Step one: Realize I was in 'like' with Rosalie Hale – Done

Step Two: Learn about courting – Done

Step Three: Court Rosalie – In progress.

Ringing the doorbell, I got jittery and fled at the last minute but not before carefully placing the flowers on the ground with the card that I had picked out and wrote on attached to them.

I watched as movement happened in the house before the buff vampire picked up the flowers from the porch before looking around, freezing on my spot high up in the trees. I made myself unknown to the bigger vampire, who shrugged and walked away.

Mission complete - kind of.

Emmett carried the bouquet into the house as Alice claps her hands, having already seen what would happen. "She'll love them!" She squealed as her mate watched her with a happy smile. Seeing her happy was one of his favorite things.

"Was she hiding in the trees?" Edwards asked with a laugh when Emmett nodded, explaining that he pretended not to see her there, saying how she had melted the snow on the trees, and that's how he noticed her in the first place.

"I'll take them to her," Amber says as she carefully takes the precious flowers from her mates hands, knowing he wasn't very gentle at the best of times.

Gliding upstairs, she gave a few tentative knocks to her sister's door knowing the blonde had been distraught every day since meeting Genevieve.

"Rose, sweetie, can I come in?" the small yes gave Amber all the permission she needed to walk into the beautifully decorated room. Rose had a great eye for decor, and Amber loved coming in here anytime she could.

The blonde lay on her bed as the bronzed vampire sat on the edge of the bed, handing her the bouquet of Roses as her older sister sat up with a frown on her face before taking the small card that had been lovingly placed in between the red flowers.

'Red roses stand for passion, true love, romance, and desire. A deep red rose can mean that you are ready for commitment and have a deep passion for that person. I'm sorry that I ran' ~ Genevieve.

Rosalie let out a happy laugh as she read the card over and over before the venom that had been running from her eyes for the last few days dried up as she thought about her soulmate wanting her as much as she wanted Genevieve.

"is she here?" The blonde asked, quickly running her fingers through her hair as if trying to gussy herself up for her soulmate.

Amber let out a small bell-like giggle as she remembered what Edward had told them all "Edward said she was so worried to see you again that she hid in a tree, but he also said that her mind was full of warmth when she thought of you."

Rosalie's smile was blinding as she thought of the french girl, she never in all her years thought her soulmate would be another woman, but she wasn't complaining. To spend one's life feeling nothing but love from a special person seemed like heaven.

When she saved Emmett, she thought of him being her mate, he was her ideal type after all, but after getting to know him, her feelings came to nothing except sibling love. Now when she closed her eyes, her perfect type had the body of a slim brunette with a beautiful french lilt.

The blonde quickly moved to the front door, opening it and carefully glancing around, hoping to see even a slither of the person she was looking for. "Thank you for my roses, they were beautiful, and your note means everything to me. I'm ready if you are".

Hearing the faintest "I'm ready," the blonde smiled to herself as she wrapped her cardigan around her tightly, moving back into the house, knowing if she were human, she would be blushing right now.

I watched from behind a tree as my soulmate smiled softly before leaving and shutting the door behind her. Crouching, I stealthily followed her from outside, only feeling a little like a creep as I watched the blonde's face light up as she preens the bouquet of roses.

'Tell her I'll be back soon,' I thought to Edward, not knowing if he could hear me, but I had a feeling he could when Rosalie's smile only got wider.

The warmth that usually surrounded me now resided in my stomach as I wanted to jump around and cheer, the butterflies that currently lived in my gut, however, were unwelcome. I was only a few miles away from my soulmate, and I wanted to go back to her already.

I guess this was love.