Rosalie POV
I almost flew down the driveway, the BMW screeching to a stop in front of the garage. Emmett leaned over and kissed me quickly before dashing out of the car for his wrestling rematch with Jasper. For some reason, there was always a wrestling match with Jasper right after school. Maybe it was to give him something to look forward to, to help ease the monotony of the school day. I climbed out of the car more slowly, and entered the house, looking for my laptop. It wasn't in the living room.
According to Alice, they had casted my character for the 'Dusk' movie, or whatever it was, that they had made about Edward and Bella. Of course, the humans all thought it was fiction, which made me want to laugh. Humans will believe anything you tell them.
I chuckled to myself as I walked at a human pace upstairs.
"Carlisle, where's my new laptop?" I asked at a normal tone, trying to rub some of the dirt off of my new red heels. There was so much dirt in Forks.
"Kitchen," Carlisle's voice came from the fourth floor as if he were standing next to me. I turned and walked back down the stairs. Upon looking in the kitchen, I saw that it was indeed there, on the table. I scooped it up and returned upstairs, letting Carlisle know I'd found it.
When I reached my room, I laid the laptop down on the table and walked over to the window. I laughed at the sight of Jasper and Emmett fighting next to one of the trees. Alice, having heard me, looked up and waved. She was a safe distance away, commentating the match so that Carlisle and Esme could hear, then raising her voice to shout encouragement to Jasper as she jumped up and down.
I was still chuckling when I went back to the laptop and turned it on. I closed my eyes, seeing the paper Alice had scrawled the URL of the website on in her tiny script.
I typed the address in, and just as the page loaded, Emmett burst into the room, picking me up and twirling me around.
"I won!" he said, and I couldn't help but to smile and laugh with him. That was, until I caught sight of a picture over his shoulder.
"WHAT?!" I screeched. Emmett's smile fell.
"What? Is that a bad thing? Were you betting on Jasper? Did you bet the BMW?" he asked, getting worried as I said nothing.
"No," I growled. "I didn't bet anything."
"Then what is it?" he demanded, placing his hands on my shoulders and looking me in the eye.
"Just look at her!" I said, pointing around Emmett, who turned and let out a small 'oh.' "She doesn't look like me at all!"
"Rose.." he said, "Look at me."
"How could they think she looks like me?"
"Rose." Emmett closed the laptop. "Do you remember the description of you in the book?"
I nodded. "They said I was statuesque, and that my figure made every girl around me take a hit on their self-esteem just by being in the same room."
"Yeah, I still don't think it did you justice," Emmett said, "But they don't know what you look like, so they try to find somebody who looks akin to the girl described in the book. And 'fictional'-" he made air-quotes around 'fictional', "-characters look different to everyone. But my personal opinion is, how are they gonna find a human who looks like you?" Emmett's eyes wandered over my body.
"Emmett, I really didn't need to see that," Edward moaned from downstairs. There was a moment's silence, then Emmett smirked and Edward yelled "Oh for Christ's sake! I'm gone to Bella's!"
We both laughed as the door slammed.
"And, if it makes you feel better, I'll go shopping with you."
I raised my eyebrows. "You will go shopping?"
Emmett raised his eyebrows suggestively. "As long as you buy some lingerie…"
"Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" I said, snatching my designer purse off of the bed and heading for the door.