Thanks for the reviews! This is actually a true story. I witnessed an event along the lines of this today at school. It gave me inspiration.

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Showdown

Lunch was excruciating. With everyone whispering about the news of Bella and Edwards wedding-their first, the humans naively thought- the Cullens found it hard to drone out the lulls of the shocked teenagers. Many continued to sneak glances towards their table, often times staring at Bella's stomach for any sign of early pregnancy. These stares never lasted for more than two seconds as Edward fought back with a menacing gaze of his own.

Rosalie crossed her arms, smiling sarcastically. "Well, congratulations you two. The whole school can celebrate your nuptials in unison."

Renesmee rested her head on the cold surface of the lunch table to ease her growing headache. "All this stupidity is hurting my brain…"

Jasper was gently hitting his head on the wall, trying to single out all of the emotions in the overflowing cafeteria. The reactions of the students was overwhelming, and it only added more pressure on Jasper's nerves. "Too. Many. Emotions." He said, hitting his head with every word. He pointed to Edward. "Jealousy towards you from most of the male population. In a way they congratulate you, though." He extended a finger towards Bella. "You, not so much. Mostly hatred."

Bella groaned, collapsing on the table surface. "But I didn't do anything! This is so ridiculous!"

"Its only ridiculous because Edward lost his cool for a mere second!" Emmett accused.

"Oh, don't you dare get me started on you right now, Emmett!" Alice seethed to the muscular vampire.

"What did I do now?!"

A pale fist slammed onto the table, leaving a small indentation. "Don't you dare play dumb with me, Emmett McCarty Cullen!" The pixie vampire squealed. "I saw you blabbing about it to the whole administration! Not only do all the students know, now all the teachers and office too! Ugh!"

"You told the administration?!" Edward growled.

Jacob high fived Emmett. "Nice, dude!"

Emmett returned the high five, pointing to Jacob. "Yeah! This guy knows whats up!"

"This is not something to be celebrated! Do you know how much those ladies in the front office gossip?! The whole town will find out by the end of the night!" Bella screetched.

Rosalie slapped him upside his head. "Way to go!"

Jasper slammed his palms on the table, calling order. "Guys! Chill out! Arguing and pointing fingers is not helping. We need to get over it and figure out what we'll do next."

The whole table was quiet. For once, the Cullens noticed that the cafeteria shushed down to mere whispers as everybody looked at the Cullen's table. No doubt they heard half of the arguments that transpired over the course of five minutes.

"I think its time for a PSA…" Renesmee mumbled.

"Good idea, Ness!" Alice cheered, somewhat serious. She clapped her hands, maneuvering to stand on top of her chair. Even though this brought her total height to just under six feet, it helped her believe that she was still above everyone. "Can I have your attention!"

The cafeteria was dead silent as they all turned to look at the psychic vampire. "Thank you. As many of you already know, Edward and Bella have agreed to tie the knot! Can we get a round of applause for Edward finally growing a pair! Come on, everyone!"

It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that Alice was getting back at her brother for the spectical he made of himself before school. He fought back with a menacing, don't-forget-my-room-is-down-the-hall-from-your-room smile. Sporadic applause went around the cafeteria.

"Anyways, like I was saying. The wedding isn't for a while, so none of you need to worry. What I can say is that it's going to be the biggest celebration of the century!"

"Alice!" Bella hissed. "Don't tell them anymore!"

There were a couple of cheers from the football table. "Oh yeah! Lets party!"

Emmett stood up, no chair needed to add to his height. "Maybe you guys can help us to plan the next stage in the wedding…"

This time it was Alice to shoot a look. "Emmett, what are you talking about?"

He quieted his sister with a smile. Whether it was supposed to be comforting or maniacal, she would never know. "You see," he continued, "I'm in charge of choosing the colors of the bridesmaids dresses."

"WHAT?!" The Cullens all screeched. There were confused whispers around the cafeteria.

"Yes, I know, quite shocking. Who would've known that a sexy guy like me could have such a passion for fashion? Maybe you guys can help me in deciding the colors. I'm torn between a mustard yellow and white…"

Alice twitched, just shy of a seizure. "Emmett, oh so fabulous fashion guru, you must know that both those colors are a fashion faux pas!"

Emmett silenced her with yet another smile. Alice couldn't help but feel attacked. "Now, if you guys want to help me decide, please place a vote. All for mustard yellow, raise your-"

"Woah, Emmett, I think there's been some confusion…" Rosalie interjected. The Cullens sighed in relief, glad for once that Rosalie spoke up. "Don't you remember, darling? I am in charge of bridesmaids dresses."

There were hollers as the students witnessed the couple staring at each other, both of them trying to get the other to back down; too bad that they were both stubborn.

Finally, Emmett laughed. "Well guys, its your lucky day! It seems like theres gonna be a showdown to decide the colors!"

Alice looked like she was ready to lose it. "This is not a matter to be discussed at school!"

"Oh Alice, don't be such a control freak." Jacob quipped. He was silenced by yet another threatening stare.

"Rock, paper, scissors, darling?" Emmett asked with fake concern.

The students whispered with excitement, as they were about to witness the two gorgeous vampires quarrel.

Rosalie smiled at her competition. "You. Me. Outside. Now. Bring it."

The whole school gathered in a circle around Rosalie and Emmett, who were dead center. The rest of the Cullens watched around them with anxiety. The students loved every bit of it, already starting a betting pool and choosing sides. Most of the girls were in favor of Rosalie, standing behind her in the circle. The guys were in favor of Emmett, cheering him on and hollering at the girls.

"Lets make this showdown more interesting?" Rosalie asked sarcastically. "If I win, which I am, the dresses will be in a pastel pink. And you will show up to school tomorrow in my uniform. Skirt and all." She smiled wickedly at her mate, who didn't even flinch back. The girls cheered behind her.

Emmett chuckled. "Done. Now if I win, the dresses will be in mustard yellow. Oh, and you wont be allowed to wear makeup. For two whole months." The boys hollered, patting him on the back.

Rosalie reacted slightly as she frowned for a second. "It's a deal. Lets get on with it!"

The students quieted down, all eyes focused on the two vampires. Edward and Bella's eyes darted back and forth, secretly cheering on Rosalie. Alice covered her mouth, already seeing the outcome of the situation. Jacob and Jasper were on Emmetts side, whispering pep talks into his ear. And Renesmee was the only one out of the family who was enjoying the excitement.

Emmett and Rosalie stared at each other, eyes intense. It all came down to this. They each held their fists out, watching carefully for any signs of an early attack. The air was tense, the witnesses to such a riveting showdown silent.

"Ready, sweetie?" Rosalie asked, her voice like poison honey. Emmett didn't even dignify her with a response, but simply started the count.

"One…Two…Three!"

He should've seen it coming; he'd had his weapon prepared, but at the last minute, had gone against his gut. It was something he'd never done before, and the result to this matter of life-and-death was a reminder to never do it again.

Rosalie laughed out loud. "HAH! I TOLD YOU!"

The girls cheered, using her victory as one over the male population. Edward and Bella were secretly ecstatic as they look towards their blonde sister with appreciation. But no one was as relieved as Alice, as she looked like she was about to break out into a victory dance over her brother.

Jacob and Jasper shook their heads at their brother, knowing that he was going to get plenty of insults for it tonight and tomorrow.

The air around the circle immediately relaxed, many of the men disappointed, yet making fun of Emmett, who could do nothing but scowl at his hand. "Never again…" he muttered.

Never again would he doubt his instinct. Never again would he be able to claim an easy victory over his mate. Never again would he be able to show his face when he showed up to school the next day in Rosalie's plaid skirt and sweater.

Never again would he challenge Rosalie to a game of rock-paper-scissors.

Because we all want Emmett in a skirt.

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