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Edward POV

Five days passed since Bella and I made up and high school was starting in a few hours. I'll never understand why Carlisle insists on us studying stuff we already learned about 30 times, but since Tom and Lisa were forcing Bella, Rosalie and Jasper to go to school too, I wasn't complaining this time.

Bella was more amazing than I ever thought she'd be. I mean, I knew she would be amazing... but she was everything I had ever wanted and searched for in a woman.

We were both lying on my bed, listening to music and enjoying each other's company when Alice and Rosalie barged into the room.

"Make up time, Bella! We need to get you ready for school!" Alice was jumping up and down as she said this.

"Alice, for Christ's sake," Bella complained, "this is high school. No one cares about what I'm wearing!"

"This is where you're wrong," Rosalie said. "I've seen some of the kids around with Alice and Jasper, and they all look into fashion. Well – fashion. It's not like they pull it off greatly since they just try to be in, but it doesn't mean you don't have to make an effort."

Bella turned her head to look at me, pleading. "Do I have to?"

Oh yes, she has to, Alice interrupted me with her thoughts. And if you stop me from having my fun, I'm playing Barbie Edward after Barbie Bella.

I chuckled. Bella was pouting and it was extremely hard to resist this. "No, you don't have to. But I think Alice will hunt you down forever if you don't let her play Barbie Bella with you."

She frowned. "Fine." She wasn't happy with me. Clearly, she wanted me to get her out of this situation. She scooped out of my arms and followed her two friends. Alice was beaming evilly at me. Thank you bro!

"Sorry love!" I screamed. All I heard was a growl. Evil little pixie...

The other boys and I were waiting for the girls to get downstairs.

"You know, Emmett," Jasper said, "I'm surprised Rosalie didn't make a move on you."

"What do you mean 'you're surprised'?" I asked.

"Well, Rosalie is... known for playing around with boys. Of course, she didn't do anything with you Edward: she saw what you and Bella had and she wouldn't betray her trust. She never made a move on me either, since she always saw me as an annoying brother. But I'm wondering what she's waiting for to grab you, Em. Because, trust me, you're exactly her type. The big, strong, protective guy who looks like he could take down any star football player."

"Stop it, Jasper." Emmett said, firmly. "Nothing is going to happen between me and Rose."

That confused me. Everything Emmett had been thinking about for the last few weeks was Rosalie related. I tried to listen to his thoughts, but all he thought about was Edward, if you don't stop trying to get inside my head, I'm going to punch you.

"Please, Emmett," Jasper said, "I felt that incredible lust coming from the both of you. Surely, that can't be nothing."

"Exactly. Lust. Nothing else." Emmett's face was dark, looking at the floor. "Hey, guys, I think I'll just wait outside by my Jeep. Meet you outside." And he got out of the house.

"Oh gosh." Jasper whispered, only for me to hear, "he has fallen for her."

I nodded. "Hard."

Jasper and I looked at each other.

We have to help them get together, Edward. I'll talk to Alice and you'll talk to Bella. Deal?

"Deal" I answered his thought.

Emmett POV

I kept replaying the memory of last night in my head. Again. And again. And again.

I was watching my television: there was some stupid talk show. The host was interviewing some soccer player. Human of course.

"It's a shame they don't make them like this anymore." Rosalie said. I never heard her enter my room. She was standing right behind me and she was now playing with one of the curls in my hair.

"But you, on the other hand," she purred in my ear, seductively, "you're something else, Emmett. I haven't seen a good looking man like you in years. Do you know that?"

"N-n-no." I answered. Smooth, Emmett, I thought. Real smooth.

"Do you know what I want, right now?" she spun me around to face her and buried her face in my neck, trailing kisses along the line of my jaw. I shuddered in pleasure.

"I want you." She said, slowly, before kissing me full on the lips while lifting the hem of my shirt. Her tongue danced ferociously with mine, to show me that she was the leader here. A predator. I was her prey, at her mercy. But there was no love, no spark, no nothing in her kiss. Just lust. She didn't want me.

She wanted my body. Nothing else.

As hard as it was at that moment, I pushed the woman I loved from me. She looked at me, shocked.

"What is wrong with you?" she shrieked.

I looked directly into her eyes and spoke.

"Rosalie, I won't be just another one night stand. I deserve so, so much better than that."

That shocked her more than anything else.

"But I... I thought you liked me, Emmett?"

I laughed.

"I do like you. I really, really like you. But you don't like me. And this is wrong. You, sleeping with me just because you need a good sex. I don't want to be one of these guys. I don't want to be a good fuck, Rosalie. I want to be so much more than that." She was speechless. Clearly, she had never received a love declaration before. "So, when you decide that I'm worth more than what you want to give me now, come to me. But before that... don't even bother when we both know it's not real."

She stood in front of me, looking at me. She couldn't say anything. She knew I was right.

She opened the door and got out of my room.

Leaving me alone with her scent floating around the room, slowly driving me crazy.

I had said that there was no love in her kiss. That was right. But to say that I didn't feel anything from her lips on mine, to say that I didn't show her love was false.

The feeling of our lips together had been the most thrilling feeling I had ever experienced. And I wanted it, again. Bad.

Lost in my thoughts of Rosalie, I didn't hear Bella approaching me.

"Hey Em! What's up?" She bounced at my side, happy as can be.

"Nothing much" I lied, forgetting about her little power. She rose her eyebrow at me. "Nothing that concerns you, really. It would bore you to death. What about you? I don't see you much these days. You've been spending every minute with Edward and I cannot even try some pranks on you." I pouted. She laughed.

"Well, Edward and I are learning everything about each other. And I love him a little more for each minute we spend together. It's a little scary, actually."

"You know, you make him happy. More than I've ever seen him in the years I've known him. He used to care about one thing: his music. But you arrived and... became his one and only muse, I guess."

She chuckled. She was embarrassed.

"You know," she said, after a little silence, "Rosalie talked to me."

Shit! "Yeah?"

"About... what happened last night... in your room." I nodded. "She feels like complete crap."

"She should." I answered, honest. Yes, she should feel like crap for playing with men and treating them like crap. What goes around comes around. I guess karma's a bitch.

"That's the thing, Emmett. I know that what she does isn't correct. But Rosalie doesn't feel bad. She never feels bad for trying to seduce a guy without loving him. You weren't the first one to give her this kind of speech. But usually, she would just say "Well, he sure as hell doesn't know what he's missing!" and get back to admiring herself in her mirror or polishing her nails."

I laughed.

"What you are trying to say is... you're worried because the girl feels like she should feel?"

"Exactly. Because Rosalie doesn't do normal. Rosalie doesn't feel like crap. Rosalie doesn't care. And right now she does!"

We stayed silent after that. I didn't know how to respond to what she said and, honestly, the way Rosalie was feeling about what happened didn't matter to me. I didn't matter to her, so why should I even pretend to care?

The others got to us. Alice decided that we would be using Edward's Volvo and Rosalie's BMW.

"Bella and Edward will ride together in his Volvo and the rest of us should go into Rose's BMW. Who's with me?" Alice said.

"Well..." I objected, not wanting to spend time with Rosalie, "would it be okay if I joined Edward and Bella?"

Everyone turned to look at me with big eyes. Everyone but Rosalie who had her eyes focused on the ground, looking ashamed and... disappointed?

"Sure, bro. Come with us." Edward said with a look that meant We are going to have a brother to brother talk in that car, trust me.

Everyone parted to the cars and Edward started the car.

"Emmett... what's gotten into you?" he asked me.

When I didn't answer, Bella did for me.

"Rosalie."

Which didn't help Edward to calm down.

"But man, I don't understand! I thought you liked her!" Wow! Congratulations, genius! Do you want a prize for your discovery? "Emmett, honestly. You know bloody well that I can hear this."

"Who said I didn't want you to hear it?" I snapped.

"Emmett, stop changing the subject! I want to know exactly what happened between you and Rosalie."

I chuckled. Two can play the game, Edward...

"Who said something happened between Rosalie and I?"

Edward sighed. "Emmett! You're impossible!" He waited for the answer he wanted – which I didn't gave. "Okay, fine. Bella, would you please tell me what happened between them since Emmett is too busy being a pig and hating everything?"

As Bella explained the situation – from Rosalie's point of view, since I never gave her my version of the facts – Edward softened in his seat, still driving.

"Well, now I understand a little more. So, brother," Edward continued, "you really like her, uh?"

"No." I answered hoping he would just drop it.

Bella laughed.

"He is so lying."

Author's Note

I know you adore the Edward/Bella fluff, but I had to include the others a little, so I decided to give Emmett and Rosalie their shot. The next chapters will be centered around their plot, but don't worry, you'll still see the other characters and they will also be plotting into their backs... hehe.

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