AN: Okay, I realize these chapters don't seem to have any meaning like, at all, but I do have a reason for the randomness. You'll see. Just be patient.

Alright, so I'm posting before school, so short AN.

Thanks Madi, for editing. She titled it as "edited by madicakes, the most amazing beta ever!" lol. Good times.

Disclaime: OH! Guys! I do own Twilight! Both in book and DVD format! lol. Stephenie Meyer has the rights though. =(

Chapter 2

APOV

I laid, staring at the ceiling in my bed. I watched the fan spin, and listening to Jasper's slight snores from next to me. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep for a while. It wasn't too late, but it wasn't exactly early. I looked at the clock on the bedside table. 12:23. The noise from the dryer stopped, and everything was silent besides the breathing of both Jasper and I.

Gently, I moved Jasper's arm off me, and walked downstairs. I pulled the string to the light, squinting as my eyes adjusted to the now bright room. I went over to the laundry room set-up. I grabbed a basket to load the clothes in.

I took out the load of pinks, and switched over the washer stuff to the dryer before starting a new load. One great thing about living with everyone- everyone is always doing laundry, so there's pretty much always clean clothes. Which wouldn't be a huge problem anyways, seeing the amount I personally have, but its still nice, nonetheless. I scooped up the basket and walked upstairs into the living room.

Sitting on the couch, I started folding clothes. The first few weren't mine. I pulled out a shirt that looked a lot like one I had in white, and another. Then one of Jasper's that should be white.

Frantically I looked through all the clothes, realizing all of them should be white. I covered my mouth, trying to keep quiet. I ran downstairs again and searched through the piles. Thank God. There was another load of white, unwashed.

I looked through it. It was mostly Bella and Rosalie's. Oh my God. Shit. Someone was going to get hurt. I put my head in my hands, trying to think of what to do. Do I pretend I didn't see this to see what they would do, or do I fold it and put it away? Or do I wake them all up and figure out which one of them was stupid enough to turn the clothes pink? I had a really strong feeling it was Emmett. He wasn't the smartest when it came to laundry. Or math, but that's beside the point.

I decided to let them think that I didn't know. I wanted to see how they'd fix this; if they'd tell me. I waited for the loads to finish, sitting on top of the dryer. I had always thought the dryer was soothing.

People think I'm crazy for it. I just like the noise. Silence freaks me out. When it finally stopped, I put the pinks back in the dryer, putting the new stuff from the dryer in the basket and taking it back upstairs.

I folded this load as usual, leaving it in the basket. I snuck back in my room, sliding silently back into the bed. At some point I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

EmPOV

Damn. Neither of us closed the blinds last night. The sun was shining through the window, right on my face, blinding me.

Rosalie was facing the other way, her head on my chest, so the sun didn't even bother her. There was no way for me to get up without waking her. I tried to fall back asleep, but I couldn't. I listened to the sound of the TV coming from the living room. I tried to figure out what was on, but it was too quiet to hear more than a murmur. Judging by the foot steps, I was guessing that Bella was the one up. They weren't quiet enough to be Alice's, but not heavy enough to be Edward's or Jasper's. Sheesh, I sound like a private eye or something. I heard Bella trip, and something fall down. I chuckled. My body shook, and it woke Rose.

"Good morning," she smiled, rolling over. "What's so funny?"

"Bella tripped. You know, she is Bella after all."

She laughed quietly. "I see."

"Mhm," I said. "Sleep well?"

"Mmm. Yes. I had the most amazing dream."

"Oh, really? And are you going to share this 'amazing dream'?"

She twirled a piece of hair in her fingers. "Hmm. Perhaps. But... not now." She grinned mischievously.

"Aw, come on. That wasn't fair. Now I really want to know."

"Oh, really?" She mimicked me.

"Yes."

She laughed. "Good."

I pouted.

"That works for Edward, but babe you could use some practice," she smirked.

"Dammit," I mumbled.

"Guess you'll have to ask Edward to show you his ways," she said.

"You suck," I told her.

"And..?"

"You're beautiful?"

"And..?"

"Sexy?"

"And..?"

"I love you."

"That's the one I was looking for," she smiled. "I love you, too."

"Breakfast?" I asked, hopefully. Not that I wouldn't mind a few minutes alone with Rose...

"Sure," she shrugged. "Let's go."

I watched her slip the covers off herself, and walk to the closet. All she had on was lacy underwear and a cami. I knew she heard my breathing hitch, but I pretended like nothing happened. Just imagine the crowd in their underwear. Shit, she already was. And I wasn't public speaking. Oh God, I have it bad.

I scooped her up into my arms, both of us still not clothed for the day. "You know, babe, we don't have to eat just now. I'm fine taking a few minutes for this-" I said, placing kisses along her neckline.

She smiled a seductive smile, and pulled my face to hers, kissing me roughly. It felt like only seconds when she pulled away.

"Okay, few minutes are up! Food time!" she grinned, squirming out of my grip.

I glared, wanting more, but slipped on my jeans anyway. She put on one of my larger tee shirts, wearing it as more of a dress. Bella was the only one with class today. None of the rest of us had even started yet. Sucks for her! I didn't bother putting a shirt on.

"That's not fair! I wish I could just not wear a shirt," Rose said.

"You could if you wanted!" I said, grinning.

"Oh, I'm sure you'd like that," she said, rolling her eyes.

"I would, actually. Glad to hear you know me so well," I said nonchalantly.

She laughed. "What am I going to do with you?"

"There's a lot you could do with me," I chuckled.

"That's what she said."

"What?"

"You've never heard that, Em? Honestly? Do you live under a rock?"

"No. I live with you, silly. You would know if I lived under a rock."

"You're so stupid sometimes."

"I'm only kidding. Of course I've heard that. I am the master of that's what she said jokes."

"I really doubt that, babe."

I shrugged. "Want to have a little…competition, per say?"

"What are the stakes?"

"Who can say the most, but they have to actually make sense and it can't be obvious that we're doing it. If you get called out on it by any of the four of them, you lose. You win, you get to go to the place of your choosing – with me of course. I win, I get to take you shopping with me... and Alice."

"That's easy. Deal."

"It's on, babe. Good luck; you'll need it," I told her.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm sure I will."

"Okay, let it begin!"

We went into the kitchen; Bella was the one up, of course. She had her feet up on the coffee table, coffee mug in hand, watching T.V.

"Good morning!" she said cheerfully.

"Shit!" I exclaimed.

They both gave me a look that said "what the hell are you talking about?"

"The laundry!" I said, running downstairs.

It was in the dryer, so I pulled it out. Still pink. Damn. I put the laundry basket in the corner, and hoped Alice wouldn't see. Note to self: get Jasper as soon as he's awake. I nodded to myself, walking back up the stairs.

"I don't know what to do with it," I said when I got to the top of the stairs.

"That's what she said," Rosalie said casually.

She made sure Bella didn't see when she held up two fingers. Damnit! I mentally cursed myself for that. I set myself up. Rose is definitely going to win. I glared at her. No way would I give in so soon, though.

Bella laughed.

"Oh sure, laugh now. Don't think I didn't hear you last night. 'Oh Edward! Ohhh!'" I mimicked.

Her cheeks flushed pink. "I- we didn't do anything!"

"Oh, I'm aware of that," I said with a smirk on my face.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, wide-eyed.

I just smiled in response.

"You are an evil bear," she glared at me.

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