Eight year old Ginny Cullen stared anxiously at a large, off-white door. She was nervous, to say the least, after all, it was her first day of school ever. When she had moved in with the Cullens, they were doing what the children called 'break.' Carlisle continued to work and Esme did the shopping and errands as per usual, but the children were able to pretend to go in college before they would move again and be thrusted back into school years they had literally done dozens of times.

Ginny had been swept up into this abnormal life-style and had since never stepped into a classroom. Now, she had to pretend to have studied before and even had her very own story to tell. She had to tell even that she had been home-schooled for the past two years, which in fact was partially true. Esme had taken it upon herself to teach Ginny the basics she would need to start second grade.

"You ready to go, or are toy just going to stand there all day?" a soft, teasing voice from behind her woke her up from her reverie. Surprised, she looked up at the large figure standing slightly behind her. She hadn't realized Emmet still stood beside her, waiting for her to enter the classroom.

"I-I'm kind of scared," Ginny mumbled reluctantly, her green eyes staring directly at the cracked concrete, her cheeks a lovely shade of rose. Emmet felt as if his heart broke. The tone in her voice really upset him. He and the rest of the Cullens hated to see Ginny anything but happy, especially scared.

"Come on, I'll walk in with you," his large hand enveloped her small one and he gave her an extremely gentle squeeze of encouragement. Ginny looked up at him and smiled brightly.

Gently Emmet opened the door and Ginny had her first glimpse of a classroom. A banner of the ABC's written in cursive ran along one side of the classroom, right above a large white board. Class hadn't started yet and so the children were running rampant around the classroom, chasing each other and laughing, playing games the teacher had laid out, or drawing little stick figures on the board.

Ginny took in the room through slightly widened eyes. Emmet chuckled lightly before taking Ginny over to the teacher's desk. The teacher had noticed them when they had first walked in and was currently watching Emmet through slightly hungry eyes. Emmet smirked slightly as he took in the woman's appearance.

She was young, with unnatural blonde hair down to her shoulders, which he was almost positive had been up when they had first walked into the room, soft brown eyes, and medium figure. He knew he could easily take advantage of the situation.

"Can I help you with anything sir?" he easily caught the double meaning in her words, but played innocent.

"Yes ma'am. You see my little sister has never been in a school before, so she's a little bit nervous about staring class here and I was wondering if you would allow me to stay here, just long enough for her to get comfortable," he smiled at her, showing his pure white teeth but being careful so that she didn't catch their abnormal sharpness.

"Of course you may, but what about your own classes?" she seemed a bit to pleased that Ginny was only his sister, not daughter. Emmet knew Rosalie was probably going to kill him later as he shot the woman another dazzling smile.

"My brother will take care of that for me," he was careful not to include any woman's name, especially Rosalie's.

"Well then! You staying here will be no problem at all," she stood up holding her hand out for him to shake but Emmet got a feeling that she only wanted to get a fuller view of him.

"Wonderful! My name is Emmet Cullen and this is my baby sister Ginny," he gestured towards the small girl, standing slightly behind him, her hands lightly holding on to his leg. The woman gave a start; she had obviously not even noticed the tiny girl.

"Well, it's nice to meet you both, why don't you go sit down with the other children while me and your brother have a talk," she had turned towards Ginny while speaking bit had turned back slightly and gave him what she thought was a discrete wink. Scratch probably, Rosalie was definitely going to kill him later,"

Ginny shot a slightly panicked look towards Emmet, who despite the fact Rosalie was going to murder him for flirting with Ginny's teacher, smiled reassuringly at her. Ginny smiled shyly her teacher before running off towards two small girls working on a puzzle.

"My name is Amy Green by the way," she smiled impishly at him. In return, he gave her a courteous smile.

"It'd s pleasure to meet you Ms. Green," he lightly bowed his head in respect and Ms. Green giggled girlishly.

"Oh, just call me Amy," she batted her eyelashes at him and he smiled at her once more before walking over to where Ginny was. She was sitting by herself, watching two girls put together a puzzle. He chuckled, bringing Ginny's attention towards him. He smiled reassuringly at her and gestured towards the two girls. She smiled and turned back towards the girls and began to make small talk with them. Within moments, they were talking and giggling with each other as if they had known each other forever.

Emmet watched for several more minutes before walking back towards Ginny's teacher.

"Thank you for letting me stay a while, I need to leave now though." She looked at him disappointingly.

"Of course, will you be picking her up after school?" hopeful tone was back now.

"Either me or my brother," he answered her, smiling at her for the last time before turning around and leaving. He made a slight mental note to never enter her classroom alone again.

Emmet pulled into the parking lot outside of the elementary, and he and Jasper got out and headed towards Ms. Green's classroom. Ginny stood there, staring intently at the light green grass growing between the cracks of concrete. She had down something wrong, that was obvious. Emmet and Jasper shared a quick look before turning back towards the small girl.

They were next to her now and could see a neatly folder paper held tightly in her small hand. Wordlessly, she handed the note to Emmet. He unfolded it and quickly scanned the contents, his eyes widening by the end, before handing it to Jasper. He also quickly read it before looking back towards Ginny.

"Ginny," his voice was extra soft, trying to make the point across that he was not angry with her. She didn't respond to him and he growled impatiently. He bent down so they were face-to-face and Ginny turned her head to the side, silently refusing to meet his eyes.

"Look at me," his voice was soft but firm, and Ginny reluctantly turned her head toward shim, soft tears threatening to spill from her eyes. Emmet bent down next to Jasper and softly spoke.

"We're not mad at you," he gently brushed the lone tear that escaped her eye and made it down her check. Ginny's eyes shot up to meet his, disbelief shining through them.

"But I was bad! Miss Green even said so!" she put emphasize on the word bad, trying to get the point across. They smiled reassuringly at her and Emmet picked the small girl up into his arms. Ginny gasped in surprise at the cool but gentle embrace he held her in. A light chuckle rumbled her body and Ginny looked up to meet Emmet's gaze questionably. A louder laugh greeted her as well as Emmet's warm topaz eyes.

"It was just an accident, don't worry about it." she smiled happily and nodded her head, her curls bouncing up and tickling him. He and Jasper walked over to the car, still carrying Ginny.

Ginny had fallen asleep by the time they had arrived home so Emmet carried her into her room before joining Jasper and waiting for Carlisle to return. They needed to talk to him about what happened at Ginny's school. It could end up being potentially threatening to their secret. After all, how many normal children could change their teacher's hair to match their favorite color?

Emmet chuckled lightly as he imagined Ms. Green with fire red hair.

Kay, so there was a little bit of magic in this chapter, finally. Next chapter will be them finding out and maybe if i get lets say 3 reviews for this chapter, it may include the entire train ride! Tell me what you thought!

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Bluedoggie