A/N: Super Massive THANK YOU to my reviewers. Hopefully this chapter meets with your approval. It's really long…for me. My friend beautifulmoreso on the other hand, writes double this for each chapter…so check her story out! It's called Pin Your Wings Down, or PYWD for short. To save you some time, I have conveniently placed it on my favorites list! And with that shameless promotion of her work…I offer you chapter seven!

Disclaimer: See, SM and I worked out this deal where I love and adore Jacob and Jasper and Emmett and Edward in all my free time, and in exchange I get to borrow her characters for my silly little non-profit-making stories.

(APOV)

I turned and launched myself into Emmett's arms. I hadn't been looking into his future lately, and hadn't seen his arrival until a few moments before he actually showed. He squeezed me tight and didn't say a word.

"I'm so glad you're here," I whispered into his shirt, unable to meet his eyes.

"Yeah, well, Bella called and said you needed me," he stated gruffly, "So who should I beat up?"

I giggled. Emmett, of all my family members, is the one who can truly make me happy. It's so cliché, but he really is just a big teddy bear. Only not as soft.

"You don't need to beat anyone up," I told him, smiling, "but you could help me play hooky."

"You know I'm always up for that," he replied. He scooped me up and tossed me into my car.
I was completely ignoring the fact that I would now be suffering through both detention and a Carlisle lecture.
Emmett and I spent the rest of the day in the woods, playing tag and hunting and laughing. He never brought up why I needed him there, just accepted it and set about cheering me up. It was childish fun, but it was exactly what I needed. Finally exhausted, we lay down and watched the darkness creep across the sky, revealing twinkling stars. It was a rare, cloudless evening, peaceful.

"So what did Bella tell you?" I finally broke the silence.

"Just that there was a new family of vampires in town and one of them upset you," he shrugged.

"I can see that Rosalie is back as well, but I can't tell what she's doing right now," I told him, concerned with my gift's recent unreliability.

"That's strange, she told me she was just going home," Emmett replied. He was completely opposite me, completely unconcerned with the fact that we didn't know where Rosalie was or what she was doing. I knew he was curious about Jasper, now that I'd brought up the subject, his body was practically vibrating.

"So…basically…Jasper can feel and manipulate emotions," I stated slowly, choosing my words carefully. "And he used his power to alter my emotions, and I took offence," I finished.

"Are you sure you don't want me to beat him up?" Emmett muttered darkly.

"Hmmm…no, Peter and Charlotte and Carlisle and Esme really get on well, we don't want to mess that up," I mused.

"Maybe we could invite them over for a game of football…and I could make sure he gets tackled…a lot," Emmett exclaimed, excited at his brilliant idea.

"That has merit," I told him, "I'll consider it."

I hauled myself up off the ground and nudged Emmett with my foot. "Lets go back home, I'm curious to see what trouble your wife got into tonight," I teased him.

"Aww…do we have to? She was cranky the whole way home," Emmett whined.

I laughed as Emmett rolled over and pushed himself off the ground. There was a dent where he had flopped himself down. It looked like some weird dinosaur print or something.

We headed back to the house and found it empty. Strange. I thought at least Esme would be here. Emmett and I parted, each heading to our bathrooms to get cleaned up. I showered and changed into comfy clothes, and when I exited my room, Rosalie was there waiting.

She had not cleaned up. Her hair was wild from the wind and her clothes were wrinkly from the long plane ride.

"What hurricane did you walk through?" I teased her.

Her stiff shoulders eased a bit and she crossed the room to hug me.

"Bella told me what happened," she said, pulling away and eyeing me closely.

"Everything?" I grimaced.

"Umm hmm, methinks you've been keeping secrets, lady," she told me.

"Ohh look at the time, I've got to go to bed," I said quickly, trying to push her out the door.

"Really Alice?!" Rosalie easily resisted my efforts, "I have not confused you with a human, you do not need to sleep, so spill."

"Is Esme home yet?" I asked her. Rosalie shook her head, indicating that she wasn't.

I walked slowly to my bed, delaying the confession I would be forced to give. I sat against the headboard, knees pulled up to my chest. Rosalie joined me, sitting cross-legged and facing me.

"You have to promise me you will never tell Esme or Carlisle what I'm about to tell you," I cautioned her. She made the sign for locking her lips and throwing away the key. "And I'll probably tell Bella someday...but let me do it,"

"Did you kill someone?" Rose asked me suspiciously.

"What?! No!" I glared at her. Her eyes were twinkling and I realized that she'd been joking to help ease the tension. I relaxed and grinned. I was back to my old tricks. Inside I was frantically thinking of something to tell her to make her believe me without having to fully explain my years of unhappiness.

"So, you know how I always tell you guys that my mate is in my future and I am content with that? Not true. I can't see my future clearly at all. And I've never seen myself with a guy. And I think all the couple-y-ness lately has made me jealous and lonely. And then here comes Jasper all gorgeous and brooding and glaring at me all the time. And then I confront him to find out why he hates me so much, only to find out he doesn't hate me, but he apparently has no problem playing around with my emotions. I was furious. Still am, kind of. But then I realized today that I can be just as bad. I took advantage of his gift to make him feel my pain. I mean he would have felt it…but I channeled it…threw it all at him. So now I'm no better" I finally stopped talking. I stared at my toes and waited, hoping she would be happy with my stunted explanation.

"Gorgeous, huh?" was all she said.

Trust Rosalie to pick up on that one misstep in my speech. I peered up at her through my eyelashes. She was grinning lasciviously. What the hell.

"Gorgeous," I confirmed, "and he smells ah-may-zing." We both erupted in giggles.

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(JPOV)

I stopped short when I reached the doors leading outside. I could see Alice through the glass, wrapped up in some big, tall, dark-haired vampire.

Even from this distance I could feel her happiness. I turned and made my way back into the cafeteria.

"Is she okay?" One of the guys asked me. If I recall correctly, his name is Joey.

"I guess, she was hugging some guy," I told them.

"So did you two break up?" Joey prodded.

"Mmm, no. We weren't going out," was all I said in reply. They looked at me, and I knew they were frustrated I hadn't revealed more.

"Maybe it was one of her brothers," Joey said to the others, trying to close this topic of conversation. He seemed to understand that I wasn't going to comment further. "So, have you thought about joining the basketball team?" Joey asked me.

"I'm more of a baseball guy," I answered.

"I play baseball too!" Joey said, excited. I like Joey. He's a simple guy. No hidden emotions swirling around, causing me trouble.

"But you should try out for basketball anyway, cause we suck and you can't make our team any worse," said Chris, one of the other guys at the table.

"I'll think about it," I told them as the bell rang. But that isn't what I thought about for the rest of the day. Nope. Instead I spent my time cursing myself for not paying better attention when Carlisle and Esme described Emmett and Edward. Was that mysterious vampire her brother? Does she have a boyfriend no one knows about? Maybe they know about him and just never bothered to tell me. More importantly, why do I care if she has a boyfriend? She can't stand me. She wouldn't date me in a million years. And what kind of vampire dates anyway? Like we would go to the movies or something. Crazy. I'm officially losing my mind. I guess it was bound to happen, all that emotion I feel everyday takes a toll, but for her to be my downfall…tragic is what it is. Especially since she smells so pretty.

I sighed in relief when school was over and I was finally on my way home. But my oh-so-pleasant day wasn't over yet. There was a wild-eyed blond vampire waiting for me at our house, and I'm pretty sure she was the Queen of the Amazons before she was turned. Oh man…I feel trouble.

"May I help you?" I asked her cautiously, pretending I couldn't tell she was eager for my death.

"You could throw yourself into a fire for me," she spat.

"I'll get right on that," I glanced around the neighborhood, and there was definitely some friendly window-peeping going on here. "Let's at least go in the house before you spit your fire at me, dragon lady," I told her, feeling feisty. I could use a good fight. Fighting with Alice was no fun, I just want to protect her…but this chick…she would be interesting. She looked at me, surprised, and I took advantage of her confusion to usher her through the front door and shut it firmly.

"Lay it on me…I suck, I never should have tried to change how she felt, I'm manipulative, you will cut off my balls if I ever speak to her again…I'm assuming you are here because of Alice, correct?" I looked up at her and could read the shock on her face even as I felt it.

"So…you like my sister?" was all she said. I could tell she was still angry with me, but evidently my self-flagellation had intrigued her.

"What's not to like she's perky and pretty and smart and a good person...err vampire..." I trailed off as she started laughing.

"Pretty, huh?" she stuck her hand out for me to shake, "I'm Rosalie, by the way."

"So you aren't going to hit me?" I asked her, trying to distract her from my pretty comment. That had slipped out accidentally.

"Mmm, no, although know that I am still pissed about what you did," she told me, wandering through my house, forcing me to follow her.

"I'm really…" I started, but she cut me off.

"Sorry, yeah, I can tell," she smirked at me. I looked at her, surprised.

"You can read emotion too?" Alice had seemed so shocked at my ability...

"No, you look like your dog just died," Rosalie answered sensibly.

And that was it. Go to the dictionary, look up awkward. Definition: Jasper and Rosalie standing in the living room together, nothing to say.

"Well, I'm going to go take care my sister, since you upset her so much my husband and I had to fly home," Rosalie sighed, sticking that dagger in my heart and twisting it a little. I escorted her to the door, and right before she walked out she turned back to me, that scary light from earlier entering her eyes again.

"Oh yeah, if you want to lust after my sister and try to date her, go ahead…but if you EVER mess with her emotions again without her permission…I really will cut your dick off and burn it," she flounced out the door, me staring after her, my jaw hanging open. Yeah, definitely an Amazon in her previous life.