Hey, this is the third chapter. Also I know the time line in this story doesn't match up with the real Twilight Saga so please don't complain about it. By the way, this story was only suppose to be a one shot but once I started writing I couldn't stop. So here I am, on the third chapter. Enjoy and review!


BELLA POV

As Emmett's huge arms circled my waist and my arms went around his neck he said, "Bella, I'm warning you right now. Don't cry on me. Please. The wet fabric feels icky on my skin." Emmett said to me completely serious.

I let out a giggle, "Okay Emmett, no crying on your shirt, got it."

"Good girl." He gently patted my head.

"I'm not a dog you know." I stated.

"Could've fooled me." He said in a teasing tone.

"Oh no you didn't! You are so mean Emmett." I said it a hurt voice. I was totally faking it though.

"Bella, you're not fooling anyone." He replied matter of factly.

"Yeah I know. I've never been good at lying." I sighed.

"You got that right lil' sis. I think a noodle could lie better than you." He chuckled.

"Oh don't be silly! A noodle can't talk." I told him.

"But if it could. Than it would be able to lie better than you."

"So not true!" I said.

Just then Alice and Edward spin by and Alice says to me,

"Bella, a duck could lie better than you." She grinned then spun away with Edward.

Emmett laughter boomed through the house. I saw Jasper laughing silently to himself and Rosalie even had a smile on her face. Alice and Edward danced by us laughing and I even saw Esme and Carlisle trying to hide a smile.

"That is so not true!" I pouted. Curse them and their ganging up on me. I can lie better than a talking noodle and a duck!

"Bella, face it, you are absolutely horrible at lying." Emmett boomed.

"Am not!"

"Alright Bella, tell me two truths and a lie about you and I'll try to guess the lie. If I get it right you have to admit you are a terrible lier. If you win, and I don't guess the lie right you I'll admit that you are better at lying then me." Emmett challenged.

I saw all the Cullen's dance closer waiting for me to answer.

"Fine. Okay um.. I've had a pet cat, I've never been on a boat and..." I pretended to think about the last one, "I learned to cook at five." I waited for him to answer.

"You've had a pet cat. That's your lie." Emmett said so sure of himself.

"How'd you know?" I pouted.

"Well, that actually had nothing to do with you being horrible at lying. I just knew which one was a lie by my knowledge of your life." He admitted.

"Really? And what knowledge is that?" I asked curious.

"Well I know that you've lived in California so I figured you'd had to have been on a boat before. And you've always been independent. You like to do everything yourself without the help of others. Also you said that you never got a childhood. You always had to take care of your mom. So I figured you would have had learned to cook that young." He explained. Wow, I was shocked.

"Wow, Emmett. Good job." I complimented him.

"Thank you. Now time to hold up you part of the deal." He smirked.

"I'm a terrible at lying." I sighed.

"I always knew that lil' sis." He chuckled.

We danced in comfortable silence for a few minutes until he broke it,

"What was it like?" He asked.

"What was what like?" I inquired.

"Having to grow up so quick." He said softly. Again I saw all the Cullen's shift closer. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Charlie dancing with Sue Clearwater. Huh, I didn't even know they came. Renee was off chatting with Mrs. Stanley and Mrs. Webber.

"It wasn't that bad. I had to grow up to help my mom. I guess it was kind of hard. Watching all the other little kids playing out side while the sun was still up when I was inside making dinner and doing laundry. My mom did help here and there. It wasn't like she forced me to do any of this. I just did. My mom needed help so I grew up." I stated simply.

"What was your daily routine at the age, let's say nine" He questioned.

"Eleven. Let's see, I'd wake up get myself ready for school, breakfast, pack my lunch and all that, than I'd go in and set my mom's alarm for 10:00 o'clock am because that's when she liked waking up most of the time. I'd walk the short three blocks to school. Go to my class. Make it through the. Go home and tell Renee about my day. Make dinner, do the laundry and whatever else my mom didn't do. After dinner me and Renee would wash dishes together then I'd go upstairs, do my homework, take a shower and go to bed then repeat the process the next day." I finished.

"Wow. Bella, you didn't get to be a child!" Emmett sounded astonished.

I felt another tap on the should for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight and turned around to find Jasper there.

"Would you care to dance, my lady?" He asked in his southern drawl.

"Why, I would love you, kind sir." I said in my best southern voice which made us both laugh.

I laid my hands on his shoulders and he placed his hands on my waist.

"Does this bother you to much?" I asked worriedly. I didn't want him to be uncomfortable.

"I'm fine, Bella. You've been around enough this doesn't really bother me. I'm not the weakest link in the family anymore." He stated.

"Jasper, you were never weak. You just had trouble. The others didn't go through the things you did before you became a 'vegetarian'. You only ever knew one way of life. It must have been hard for you. I couldn't imagine completely changing like that. It would be like for me to suddenly stop eating dairy products. I wouldn't be able to do that right away either. You should never call yourself the weakest link in the family. Because you are not. You are strong Jasper. You had the courage to make a change. You fought to control yourself even when you could have easily just have gave in. You are stronger than most vampires out there. So don't you EVER call yourself weak."I ranted to him. I couldn't believe he thought himself weak. That's just insanity. And the words I spoke were the total truth.

"Thank you Bella. Nobody has ever said that to me. Sure Carlisle or Alice would tell me that I'm not weak but never that. I'm truly grateful to have you as my sister." He told me.

"I couldn't ask for a better brother, Jasper." I heard a cough come from my left and looked of to see Emmett dancing with Alice. Emmett trying to look innocent and Alice holding in her laugh.

"Ah, Bella. But you mustn't forget about Emmett." Jasper joked.

"Of course. You can forget about our dear brother Emmett." I played along.

"He must be a better brother than me." Jasper continued to joke.

"Oh no, I'm pretty positive you're way better of a brother than Emmett." I was so getting back at Emmett for the whole horrible lier thing.

"Why, thank you, dear sister."

"Don't mention it, wonderful brother." Me saying that broke Emmett and he marched up to us and we stopped our dancing.

"Yes Emmett?" I feigned innocence.

"Better brother than me, huh?" He asked outraged.

"I don't know what you're talking about, do you Jasper?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"No I don't, Bella." He, thankfully, played along.

"I'm not stupid Bella. I heard you." Emmett folded his arms over his chest and pouted.

"Oh, I couldn't fool you Emmett. Yes, Jasper is a way better brother than you." I sighed out.

"So not true!" He pouted.

"Emmett, what were you saying about me being a terrible lier?" I inquired.

"Oh no. Come here Bella." Emmett yelled and chased after me.

I picked up my dress and swerved through the staring guests trying to get to Edward before Emmett got to me. Thankfully, since all the guests were here, Emmett had to run at a human pace. I finally reached Edward just as Emmett was about to get me, jumped behind him and screamed,

"Ah! Edward save me!"

"Emmett you better not come a step closer." Edward threatened.

"But...she...ugh." Emmett stalked away pouting.

"Thank you." I said as Edward turned around to face me.

"No problem, love." Edward chuckled.

"Will the bride, groom, best man, bridesmaid, and family of the groom and bride please make there was to the front table for the toasts." Alice voice came over the microphone.

Edward and I held hands and started toward the head table.