Disclaimer: I own Twilight. Yeah, its sitting on my shelf at home right now! I have proof!
Nah, I wish I could own Twilight, then I can rule the world!

Disclaimer! : This story is (c) of Lutz-Of-Love and VegetarianVampire101
The Oc's are (c) of Lutz-Of-Love and VegetarianVampire101
The rest, it's all Stephenie Meyer.

Warning to all team Edward fans: This could get ugly.
Warning to all ma peeps who would not want a vampire to sleep and/or cry: Suck it.

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Emmett P.O.V

1. Home Sweet Home

Home sweet home. Finally.

The breath of sweet pine air surrounds my favourite big white house. It seems like centuries since we left. Although, I am going to have to live alone; with no one to hold, or to hold me; like that would be possible. Nobody could hold me in my time of need, I'm too big.

"Emmett, come see this!" Alice squeaked from inside the house, "Jasper, baby, can you come here?" Seems no one will be able to call me baby, either.

"Coming, sweet heart." Jasper replied in his casual voice. I ran into the house, seeing that the dust has just started to build up, even though we have been gone for over 6 months. Esme will have to fix that.

Everything was in its usual spot; still as light and bright as can be, yet, very different. I'm here without Rosalie, without Edward.

I ran upstairs and jumped on my bed, grabbed my laptop and turned it on, all in the same second; since I do have in-humanly fast speed. I opened up the internet browser and typed in the web address to Forks High School – looks like it's time to sign myself up.

First Name, Middle Name, Last Name: Emmett McCartney Cullen

I decided it was only best to use my full name, instead of hiding it all. I'm tired of hiding, but... it is 'un-acceptable' to give anything away.

Date of Birth, Age: 05/25/91, 18 years old.

What should I say; that I was seriously born 1913, and after being mauled by a bear in 1935, became a vegetarian vampire? Maybe I should even mention that I'm still a 93 year old virgin. No, I may have moments, but I'm not that stupid.

Registration Date: 02/02/09

Well, that was... fun.

After I finished the sign-up sheet, I decided to search through the student list (A/N: In the real website, they don't actually have a "Student List", but this is a great way to carry on with the story!).

Mike Newton
Angela Webber
Jessica Stanley
Eric Yorkie
Tyler Crowley
Isabella Marie Swan
Emily Young...

Wait, Hold up.
Bella! Isabella Marie Swan!

I feel like I need her now, more than anything. She always has a way to make me laugh.
I remember one time I was laughing at her for blushing so hard she looked like a tomato.

I have to go see her!

But... She won't like us anymore... Edward left her for that little bitch-
I can't think about that right now. Not now, not ever. She's gone.

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"Emmett? Are you there sweetie?" I heard a creak on the floor while a feminine voice came closer. Esme. Always the one to look out for me. My eyes fluttered open to see Esme sitting down on my bed, beside me. She lifted my hand and wiped a wet thing off my cheek. It was a tear. So that's what happened. I cried myself to sleep.

"Mom, do you think Bella will hate us now? Now that Edward left her, crying in the woods, alone?" I asked. My voice came up a little higher than my usual, but that was only from the pain I have been through, the pain My Love has put me through.

"Emmett, if she hates us, I would understand, but If she does not, she has some brains." She giggled at the end. She must know something I don't. Okay, what's up?

"Mom...?" I felt my eyes tighten and squint. Oh, c'mon! Tell me!

"Nothing. T' is nothing at all."

"T' is it?" I smirked. She slapped the back of my head, gently -Well, she is Esme-, and danced her way out of the room. I checked the time to see it was still only eleven in the night. Great.