BPOV

"Uh Emmett…what's with the getup?" I looked Emmett up and down from his shiny black shoes to his felt brown hat. He looked like a pilgrim straight out of the history books.

Emmett looked at me incredulously and snorted. "Bella, come on. We're going to an official witch trial site. I wanted to look authentic."

He snapped the suspenders that were hidden under his shirt with a little too much enthusiasm and to everyone's utter shock and surprise (except Alice, of course), his corduroy pants fell down around his ankles, revealing a pair of orange boxers with witches on brooms covering it. I wanted to look away but it was like a train wreck—so awful that you just couldn't bring yourself to look away. Of course Alice and I were going into hysterics, giggling like crazy but all Rosalie did was roll her eyes and flip her hair before she sighed and walked away.

"Whoopsies. Hehe." Emmett laughed with a flustered look on his face and he quickly pulled his pants up and tied the broken suspenders around his waist like a makeshift belt. It didn't make much difference to me because I was on the verge of tears from laughing so much.

Edward had watched the whole situation with a bemused look on his face but not he was staring at me worriedly. "Uh Bella? You okay over there?" By this point, I was laughing so hard that I couldn't get enough air in and started coughing. After I calmed down enough to gulp in some air, I realized Emmett was no longer the one being stared at. Greeeeeeat.

I cleared my throat loudly. "Yeah so let's get to that tour." I looked away quickly as I felt my face burn with a blush.

"Suuuuuure, Bells. Whatever you say." Emmett said with a cough that I knew was to cover up a laugh.

The tour was alright. It wasn't too interesting since all the things they talked about most of us already knew. When I say most of us, I mean everyone except Emmett. He was really into the fact that they hanged innocent women without proving anything. I would've thought that as weird if it were anyone else but since it was Emmett. Well, no explanation necessary. It's Emmett. All the interesting stuff actually came after the tour.

Besides us, there were 3 other groups taking the tour. One group looked straight out of a tourist cliché. They had on hawaiin shirts and a stack of brochures that they were desperately trying to stuff into their fanny packs with no avail. The next group looked incredibly bored and only seemed to be there for their children who seemed to be doing a good job of not staying still for a measly second. The last group didn't look much older than me and I realized this was my least favorite group since the girls kept throwing flirtatious looks Edward's way while the guys of the group were appreciatively looking Rosalie up and down. Honestly. Do people have no shame nowadays?

Our tour guide, Honest Bob (I'm completely serious), told us that we were to play a little game. Everybody was getting a scrap of paper and on the scrap was written either witch or normal. He said there would only be one witch in the entire 4 groups while everybody else would be normal. The object of the game was to correctly accuse and "hang" the witch. Needless to say, Emmett was more excited about the game than the bouncing kids. The game would last the next 2 days and end right before we left. When we got to the hotel to check in, Emmett could barely contain his excitement.

"Oh boy! A game! This is gonna be soooooooooooo much fun huh Bella?" He was jumping up and down in glee and he might have knocked down the whole hotel lobby if Rosalie hadn't shot him a quick look of annoyance that stopped him right then and there.

"Hi there how can I help you folks?" The elderly man asked us kindly.

"Yes. What's the limit of people per room?" Alice asked the man to receive the answer of 3.

"Great. Then we'll have 2 rooms. One for the girls and one for the guys."

Honestly, I don't think even Alice knew the reaction Emmett would have to this. We all jumped as Emmett shouted an exuberant "NO!" We all turned to look at him in shock and the elderly man held his chest with a deer caught in headlights look on his face as he took in Emmett.

"No?" Alice asked in irritation.

"No. Me and Rosalie get a honeymoon suite." He crossed his arms and pouted.

"You mean Rosalie and I." I corrected as I rolled my eyes at him.

"No. I mean me and Rosalie," he said again.

"No, you mean Rosalie and I." Alice corrected him. This made Emmett furious all of a sudden.

"Why is everyone trying to get a room with my Rosalie? It's me and Rosalie. Not Alice and Rosalie and definitely not Bella and Rosalie. She's mine. So quit trying to steal her!" He pointed at Alice and me accusingly.

"No Emmett, you don't understand. They were just correcting your gra—" Edward was silenced by a murderous look from Emmett. Edward held his hands up in innocence and took a step back.

"Hey now. I don't want her. But you can't stay in a honeymoon suite. It's going to be 2 rooms and that's that." Edward stated with conviction.

"Well then I hope the 4 of you have a good time in that room because me and Rosalie get a room all to ourselves." He looked completely convinced of what he was saying and Alice narrowed her eyes to slits as she took a step toward him.

"Now you listen to me you—" She didn't get to finish as Rosalie stepped in between Alice and Emmett's furious looking form.

"Alice, honestly. We'll just get ourselves a room and you and Bella can stay in a room while Jasper and Edward stay in another. It's not like we don't have the money for it." She shrugged and stared at Alice nonchalantly.

Alice looked at the two of them for a few more minutes before stepping back, next to Jasper, and sighing in exasperation.

"Fine. Whatever." Then she turned toward the old man and asked for 3 rooms. The old man got her the keys with shaking hands and disappeared behind a door soon after. I guessed that Oregonians got spooked a little too easily.

"No good, dirty, rotten Rosalie stealers." I heard Emmett whisper in our direction before he disappeared around the corner.

Alice and I looked at each other in annoyance before shrugging and going into our room.

Hi.Got bored with homework so I decided to do some writing and this is what came out of my weird, weird brain. Oh let me suggest a really good book to you people. It's Generation Dead by Daniel Waters. Really good. Till next time. Oh yes and please acknowledge my existence by reviewing. Cheers.