Thank you to my reviewers! I'm really glad you enjoyed the first chapter. Now for the second.

Disclaimer: I live in the UK, I'm too young and I don't have the time to come up with something as brilliant as the Twilight Saga, I just use the characters. I'm not called Stephenie Meyer, I just love her books.

Rosalie POV

So now I'm waiting for the plane to actually pull away from the airport and take off so I can go spend the next few weeks with my family in Seattle. The flight was already ½ an hour late to take off and the one thing I hated was being late... unless it was fashionably so. An air-steward walked by and I coughed politely to get his attention. He turned around,

"Yes madam, can I be of assistance?" he asked

There's one thing I love about booking a flight in economy, you're very likely to get upgraded, like I did. So sitting in First Class means the stewards are extra polite.

"Yes, I was wondering when we'd be leaving – my brother's meeting me at the other end and if I'm late he might have to leave to get to work..." I trailed off pretending to be really panicky.

"Of course madam, actually we're leaving momentarily, the missing passenger has been located." He finished with a friendly smile, A little bit too friendly for my liking.

Nearly three hours later we finally touched down in Seattle. It was raining, as per usual. After collecting my bags, I walked out to where my brother should have been waiting. He wasn't anywhere in sight. Suddenly my mobile began to ring.

"Hey Jazz, where are you?" I answered automatically.

"Sorry Rosie, I got caught up at work, could you get a cab back to the house? I'm not gonna get to the airport for at least ½ an hour, it'll be easier if you just get back on your own." Jasper apologised.

"Yeah, no problem Jazz, see you soon. Bye" I said. I was more than a bit upset that he wasn't here to get me but I could easily get back to our parents house easily and much faster than if I waited.

"OK, sorry again. See you soon." I disconnected the call as Jazz finished the apologising again.

Bout ½ an hour later I stepped out of the cab, paid and walked up the drive towards the door with my two suitcases and my handbag (it's big) only to have the door thrown open before I could even get my key out and to be jumped on by what seemed like half the neighbourhood. I leapt back before any of them could touch me only to have Jasper push his way to the front telling them all to back off and give me some space. I must have looked seriously alarmed because they all stayed completely still, barely breathing.

"Hey Rosie! I'm so glad your back." Our mother had also fought her way to the front of the crowd so she was standing next to Jasper facing me. I turned my attention to Jasper;

"Caught up at work were you? Looks like interesting 'work' to me!" I was quickly losing my cool and was in desperate need of someone to take my anger out on, namely Jasper.

"Rose, calm down. This wasn't my idea... Alice likes to organise parties and when I let on you were coming back, well she decided to throw a welcome home party for you, if I'd known she was going to go so overboard, I'd have stepped in." Jasper had his hands out in front of him, palms facing me, talking slowly and calmly to get me to take a deep breath and stop seeing red. Alice was first on my hit list at the moment, a party?!? 'She clearly didn't know what happened before' the rational side of my brain screamed at me but the irrational part won with a 'but Jasper should have been able to dissuade her from this!' I mean a home-coming party I've hated those type of parties for nearly five years now!

"It's OK, Jazz. I'm not gonna kill Alice." Yet I added silently.

"Oh good! You had me worried for a minute there!" said an unfamiliar voice from somewhere in the crowd of on-lookers. The neighbourhood was slowly dispersing towards their own homes and away from mine so the owner of said voice was able to push their way through the remaining stragglers. Now, I had always thought Jazz went for girls who were very much like me: blonde, tall and a little bit curvier than most. But the girl who pushed her way towards us was the complete opposite of all my expectations, she had short, spiky black hair, was petite and, well, she was almost completely flat-chested. But Jasper clearly adored her as whenever I had spoken to him since they got together, she would always pop into the conversation somewhere.

After Mum had ushered us all into the house, we were all lounging around in the living room whilst each of them took turns at firing questions at me about how L.A. was, how I liked my job, how life was in general. I was just waiting with baited breath until;

"Rosie, did you miss Seattle at all?" My mother surprised me with the forwardness of her question. You see, I had planned my travelling outfit well, wearing blue jeans, ballet pumps and a black t-shirt that said "I love L.A." in big red capital letters across the front. I thought before I answered.

"I didn't miss Seattle, as a place, but I missed having my family around me." I waited to see how that answer would be received. My Mum eventually graced me with a weak smile whereas Jasper frowned and Alice looked very confused. To avoid any further discomfort, I said good night and headed up the stairs to my old room. As I got into bed I hoped and prayed the questions would have ended by the morning.