Rosalie POV

Two boring weeks later.

Everyone seemed nice and welcoming but I was already getting tired of this school. Everyone was so punctual and respectful. Back in Miami we used to laugh at teachers in their faces (my brother didn't. But I 'm not him...), we usually sat on the tables and smoke. AND one expression we didn't know was «BOOKS and SCHOOL MATERIAL».

My phone vibrated in my pocket. Someone had texted me.

Rose I miss u so much. College is 2 boring and without u it gets even boring : D

Josh.

I smiled. He was so caring. If I were in Miami we would probably be dating right now...'Damn, this sucks.'

I sat on my car, waiting for my brother to come. I barely had seen him because of that pixie-girl. She was always taking him away, showing him stupid things.

I felt anxious which meant I really needed a cigarrette. I picked up my purse and took one out smoking peacefully until Jasper arrived.

I saw him coming out from the front building, heading towards me to tell me a guy called Tyler had invited him over his place. That was when I realized I couldn't just ignore people. I had to talk to them. Be the Queen.

"Don't forget to lunch, please. I'm having lunch at Tyler's so don't wait for me."

"When will you arrive home?"

"I'm probably spending the whole afternoon in his house. He has this really cool Playstation game so..."

Boys...sometimes they can be so childish. My brother's seventeen and he still plays videogames. I felt like laughing my ass off.

I started the car, driving through the parking ground. 'Tomorrow I will be the Queen', I decided.

I didn't feel like going home so I decided to know what Forks was like especially the clothing shops.

The roads were almost deserted and it made me feel awkward. I missed the crowd, people shouting and laughing all over the place. And I missed my friends in the car with me.

After school, we would jump onto Rachel's convertible (not mine. I don't allow people to ruin its perfectness) and enjoy the sunny afternoon.

I looked around, seeing one or two shops but nothing seemed to please me so I kept on going, not knowing where I was going. It didn't matter as long as I had the GPS I could go back home whenever I wanted.

The sound of the tyres against the wet pavement was the only thing I could hear. I had entered a lonely street in the middle of the forest: no shops, no people and no... Ok, there was this huge house (not as huge as mine in Miami, but still...), modern-like. I slowed down, looking at it. Who the heck lived there?

I heard a laugh and a gasp. 'No way...You're so not serious.'

That Emmett guy was walking shirtless with Bella's boyfriend, holding a rugby ball.

"C'mon, one game and I promise you I..."

Edward whispered him something and then he raised his head to meet my eyes, surprised. 'Think fast think fast.' I didn't want them to think I was some sort of stalker.

"Hi Rosalie. What are you doing here?" he shouted, running towards me.

"Just going for a ride and I got sort of lost. Nice house, btw."

He smiled, showing two dimples on his face. I looked through the corner of the eye, meeting his naked torso and his muscles. I felt my cheeks hot. I was blushing. 'I can be so silly sometimes.'

"Thanks. Where's your brother?"

"I think he is at Tyler's. And, as I'm alone I decided to go for a ride."

"Hum...You wanna come in? You can stay here till your brother arrives home."

"Are you sure? What about your parents?"

"Don't worry. My mother was about to go to your house to give you something but since you're here...You can park the car inside our garage, Alice warned that's gonna start raining. May I? "

I nodded and I was about to tell him not to jump but it was too late. He had jumped over!

"Please don't do that again..." I complained as I started the engine.

"What? Is there something wrong?" He asked innocently.

"It's just that I love my car very much and I prefer you to open the door instead of jumping over." I looked at my reflection on the left mirror of the car, just to make sure I was okay, beautiful as always.

"Sorry..." I felt his embarrassment. "Well, the garage is right there. I think Edward has already opened the gate so..."

OMG. They had really nice cars. Not that I couldn't afford having one of those (they didn't match my style)... but still.

Cullen...perhaps mom or dad knew them. I mean they know almost every important/rich people in the U.S.

I parked the car right next the yellow Porsche and got out.

"Rosalie, this way. Watch out that step."

"You can call me Rose if you wanna. It's easier to say."

We climbed the stairs, entering a small hall.

"Mum, I'm home! And I brought some company, 'kay?" Emmett shouted. "C'mon."

The house was fresh and clean, very well illuminated and nicely decorated with soft colours and some browns and blacks. It had a pleasant smell and a warming atmosphere.

Emmett took me into the kitchen where a young woman was decorating a chocolate cake. She smiled at us, looking at me sort of confused.

"Mum, this is Rosalie Hale, the new girl at my school. Rose, this is Esme."

"I'm glad you're here. I was preparing to go to your house to take this cake for you and your brother. It must be very hard living without your parents."

I felt...surprised and puzzled...I felt something new inside me. For the first time someone that didn't work for my parents actually pretended to care about us. 'Not really...' I felt like answering.

"That's really nice. Thank you." I smiled at the woman.

"You two can sit down while I prepare you a snack. Emmett please go and have a shower and put something on before you get cold."

"You exaggerate...you know I'm tough as a bear."He joked. "I'll be back in ten minutes."

Esme turned to her chocolate cake, fishing the decoration and then she put it in the fridge.

"Have you had lunch yet? I can prepare you something."

"No but I'm not that hungry...you don't need to bother." I wasn't used to this type of maternal attention especially from an almost stranger.

"You shouldn't skip meals. Do you like pizza?" She asked as she picked up her cell phone.

"Really, you don't need to. I'm not very used to have lunch." She acted like she hadn't heard me and ordered a pizza.

"Honey, you should have strict routines in what concerns to meals. I don't want you to be mad at me but I just do it for your own good."

"Sorry if I'm being rude but why? Why do you care about someone you don't know?"

She didn't answer and smiled at my bewildered eyes. I felt bad for what I had said.

"It's just that I'm not very used to this...my parents don't care about what we do. No one ever cares about what I do...this is just...new for me." I excused.

"You shouldn't say that about your parents. I'm sure they love you and they care about you very much."

Someone rang the door bell and Esme excused herself.

"Can I have your number?"I jumped on my sit."Geez."

"I didn't know you were coming." I complained.

"Hum...so, can I have your number?"He sat by my side and I felt this enchanting perfume surrounding me. I tried to focus.

"Yes, totally. Just let me get my phone..."He wrote my number on his phone and he wrote his on mine. "If I'm not being too nosy...How old is your mother? I mean, I bet mine would love to have her face so that she didn't need to do all those facelifts..."

"She's 32. Wait, let me explain you everything. Esme and Carlisle adopted me when I was about two years old. One year later Edward and Alice came to join us. You know, my mum can't have children and she always wanted to have a big family...And that's why we are all very different."

"Carlisle's your dad, right?"

Emmett nodded. Well, he was luckier than me. He may not know his biologic parents but at least he had someone who cared about him. I just had my brother and my money.

"Pizza! I adore you my beloved mother!"

"This is not for you. You already ate." Esme put a plate, a fork and a knife in front of me, along with the box of pizza.

"I'll let you have as many slices as you want." I whispered to Emmett. He looked at me with a sort of concerned expression and then turned to ask Esme why she had ordered me a pizza.

"She didn't eat anything and you know how I feel about that."

"In that case I'll stay here to check if you eat everything Rose. You can go mum."

I wasn't hungry at all but Emmett made me eat as much as I could. His mother was nice and very loving and so was Emmett. However, all of that love made me want to punch someone.

"Hi!" Someone entered the kitchen with a smiley attitude. It was the pixie-girl. "I knew it!"

I frowned. What was she talking about? I looked at Emmett but he looked puzzled and a little bit uncomfortable.

"You were right Em. She is perfect. She is what I've been looking for." She smiled widely at Emmett and I noticed there was some kind of private joke I didn't know.

"Alice, please...Don't you dare."Emmett warned.

"Don't worry teddy bear." She turned to talk to me."Well, let's get to the point. I'm asking you if you want to be my model. I'm a clothes' fan and I want to be a designer but I need THE model to do it. And you're THE model I need to get inside my clothes."

"That's...great, I think. I'll do it. When I was a kid I used to do some modelling stuff so I don't mind being your model."

"Yay, that's awesome. Bella doesn't like it very much and she's always too busy with Edward so...I'll ask Emmett for your number and send you a text message later. Just one thing...You look familiar to me you know...Now that I'm remembering..."

"I used to be in Benetton's ads; I've done some modelling and I use to do small parts in movies so...Oh, and in my mother's magazine. You can actually Google me, you know? But...it's probably better if you don't do it." I shouldn't have said the last two sentences.

"Awesome! Wait. Your mother's magazine? What, your Madison Hale's daughter?" I nodded which only made Alice even more hysterical. "You know that I'm a huge Madison's fan? " I was having a hard time catching up with the conversation.

"You and I are so gonna have to talk about that...Emmett, do you know where mum is? I'm going out and I need to take her car. I need to be sort of discrete, you know."

Emmett chuckled and turned to me, smiling that...smile. Alice danced out of the kitchen always so tiny and elegant like a cat.

"So..." he started but my cell phone rang.

Emmett's POV

Good thing Alice wasn't staying. She and Edward were always trying to piss me off and I didn't want them around me and Rose.

I was about to question her about Googling her when her phone rang. So she liked Beyoncé? One more thing I needed to add to the list. I would win the bet I had made with Alice. 'By the end of the week I'll be the one who knows the Hales best and show that pixie who's the best.'

She excused herself and answered the phone.

"Josh!"She almost screamed. I got up and pretended to clean the table. I wanted to know who that guy was.

"I'm miss you so much...yeah, this kinda sucks. Too rainy, too boring...You're so lucky. You know what would be really nice...you here. You know, by my side..." I felt something growing inside of me. Who the hell was that guy that made Rosalie purr like a little kitten? "Oh, don't...you know I love you...bye..."

The cup I was holding cracked, breaking into little pieces. 'Damn! I need to calm down...What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Are you okay?" I heard her asking. "Do you need help?"

"No, I can handle it...Sometimes I don't control my strength." I forced a smile."Esme's gonna kill me."

I washed my hand carefully in the sink. She came to me and unexpectedly grabbed my hand to examine it.

"You cut yourself. I don't think it's nothing to serious but it must be cleaned." Her hand touching mine made me want to grab hers and hold her in my arms. 'TINY LITTLE EDWARD STOP!'

Her fiery eyes met mine and I felt something different...I'd had many girlfriends but none of them had made me feel this way...even when I touched Jessica...it wasn't like this. I smiled and she looked quickly to my hand pretending she was examining it.

"Don't worry. My dad will take care of this when he arrives. "I assured. "Hey, one thing. We are throwing a party this Friday night along with the Quileute guys. You and your bro wanna come? "

"Parties? Totally." I felt some sort of excitement growing in her voice.

"I'll meet you two at your house and then you can follow us. You know here we like parties a lot..."

"Really? That's great! In Miami we used to party everyday...you have no idea."

"What about your morning classes?" I asked, confused.

"Classes? Who cares about it? Sometimes we would go to classes sort of hangover. That's the real thing. And that is also the reason that made our parents send us here..."

Wow...this was a side of Rose that I had never expected. Well, my parents let me go to parties and they didn't mind if sometimes I drank alcohol but they would never allow us to get drunk.

"And you know...in one instant your dancing and the moment after you wake up not remembering what happened. It's a lot of fun...we got out of classes and spent the afternoon in the beach, then we would go change to something a little bit more...you know and then party."

'Sassy...I bet she was going to say that' I thought. It made me feel disappointed...I didn't know her that well but she seemed so classy and so...perfect. 'How many guys...' I didn't even want to think of her that way.

"What about your parents?"

"My parents...they don't care about it..."

It was obvious she didn't want to talk about so I didn't insist.

"Alice was right...it's raining." She noticed, turning her head to face the horizon.

"Hey, are you going to the cheerleader's tryout?" I remembered to ask.

"No, not really...why would I?"

"Why wouldn't you? You know, at least you would have something to do after classes. I've heard your brother wants to join to the swimming team...And it's Alice who takes care of the designing of the cheerleading clothes so...I thought you would probably like it."

"Hum...I dunno...I mean, when I was a kid I used to cheerlead but I don't know if I'm still capable of doing it."

"You'll never know if you never try...Well, I don't know what about you but I think we should go do our homework."

"Are you serious?"

"Rose you're not in Miami. People notice what you do and if you wanna keep the game clean and get them to like you..." I really wanted her to get things right. "You look like a smart girl..."

"I don't need you to worry about me, ok? That's annoying...You think I'm stupid or what?"I felt her preparing to «attack» me.

"Okay, okay. Just one thing. Why shouldn't we Google you?"

"Let's say that if you do it, the Google brains themselves will track you down..."