Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, therefore, I do not own Twilight or any of its characters

Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, therefore, I do not own Twilight or any of its characters.

A/N: In this chapter, Emmett may seem a little… out of character. But! That's how it's supposed to be!!

Fighting with Emmett

I skipped right along with Alice. She taught me how to do cartwheels and flips. I kinda wish I could go to school because I would be a lot better at gym. Edward walked over to join us and kissed me lightly on the lips.

"Let's go." He whispered. Then he took my hand and raced toward the house.

"Bella, do you remember when I asked you to challenge you to an arm-wrestling match?"

"Yes," I replied. I hadn't forgotten. I even looked forward to it.

"Well," he smiled, "he wants to find you to challenge you to a wrestling match!"

"Really!?" I couldn't believe it. Now I was even more excited.

"Yep."

Alice caught up with us at that point.

"What's up, guys?" she asked, even though she knew perfectly well what was going on. So instead I just smirked at her, causing her to smile back. Three pairs of eyes darted to the house, and we simultaneously took of running.

Emmett seemed to hear us coming far before we reached the house, and he quickly rushed outside. Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle, and Jasper followed at a slower pace.

Edward let go of my hand, then took Alice's and led her to the others to watch. That left me and Emmett to face each other.

"Hey Bella. You up for a wrestling match today?"

"Like you need to ask!" I agreed with a wicked smile.

We crouched down and I noticed that Edward was right about one more thing; Emmett really did look like a bear.

It was easy to tell Emmett's next move because he took so long thinking about it.

'Well she most probably won't make the first move, " Emmett thought, "Maybe if I try to jump over her and no, no…"

He went on. He was extremely strange when it came to wrestling.

"Now!" his thoughts screamed.

He lunged at me so fast I barely saw him coming. But I moved out of the way just enough so I could tackle him to the ground. I silently counted to three in my head then got up. The whole match lasted about, well, five minutes. But I guess when you're a vampire everything is fast.

"What the hell? How did this happen?" Emmett started to think.

I heard Emmett growl as he realized that I had beat him. I looked up to see my family either snickering at Emmett or smiling at me.