I hope you all enjoy this one-shot. This one is about the prom at the end of Twilight, from Rosalie's POV. I am actually pretty proud of it, and I hope you all enjoy it too. :D I am still working on the last chapter of The Call, and I apologize that it is taking longer than I had originally expected. I should have it up soon though. :D So, I hope you all enjoy this, and please leave comments or suggestions for another one in reviews, or feel free to PM me! Thanks so much guys! :D

-Ember

P.S. If you want like a song to listen to while you're reading this, the song I listened to while writing it was Like a Knife by Secondhand Serenade. I know it doesn't have much to do with the fic, but it sounds good with it, and it was the slow dance I imagined them dancing too. Enjoy! :D

I'm not S.M.

RPOV

I laughed as Emmett twirled me around in circles.

He had a big grin on his face, his amber eyes lighting up and the sound of my laugh.

I sighed.

I loved him so damn much it hurt sometimes.

Tonight was turning out to be….surprisingly perfect for a human affair.

Not that it had anything to do with the location. It was held in the school's gym, and it smelled distinctly of human perspiration. It made me want to gag. The smell of helium also filled the dance's atmosphere as balloons were strewn around the room, some tied to the folding chairs around the card tables, and others drifting around the ceiling. Crepe paper adorned the walls, as if it could disguise the draping flags that read, "Fork's high school!" and others declaring the few sports achievements the school had actually accomplished.

No, it certainly did not have anything to do with the actual prom, though I certainly commended the human's for a valiant effort, especially with the budget.

Alice and I had considered making an anonymous but significant donation to the prom committee, but had decided against it when we realized they would probably just use it to buy more balloons and crepe paper. Or something else incredibly tacky.

It all had to do with Emmett, and I am just going to ignore how incredible sappy that sounded. Because, hey, love was sappy. You kind of get over it though somewhere between the poorly-written poems for Valentine's Day and the serenades after an argument.

I had worn my best dress for the occasion, not sure again when we would attend prom. Hopefully sometime again in the near future.

My attire was one adorned with a plunging neckline, and a scarlet material. The color of blood if you really wanted a comparison. Kind of ironic. We immortals enjoyed dry humor. It was backless, and the material clung to me until it flared in a ruffled train near my calves. I knew Emmett certainly enjoyed it.

Emmett wore a classic tuxedo, looking more handsome than usual. I could almost feel the lust of the insignificant, adolescence girls that stared enviously from the gymnasium wall, and I didn't have Jasper's power. I clung to Emmett tighter than before, and he just smiled knowingly.

He knew that I tried not to get jealous. I tried to convince myself it was beneath me to become so, but it was a futile attempt. I was just very… protective when it came to my loved ones, especially Emmett. And I knew he felt the same for me.

Then the song that had been previously playing concluded, and the DJ put on a slower song.

Emmett's grin had transformed into a soft smile.

He gently placed his large, strong hands around my waist, gently massaging my exposed skin.

My ridged posture relaxed at his mere touch. The embrace was small, but the emotions I felt were not. My love for my husband increased, if that was even possible, and I felt as if my heart were about to burst.

I wrapped my arms tighter around his stone neck, and slowly lowered my head so it would rest on his chest. Even in these heels, I was a considerable amount shorter than him.

We spun around the dance room, almost completely unaware of our surroundings.

Only was I awoken from this state of transfixion when Jasper and Alice passed us. She wore the same disoriented look I imagined I myself was wearing, and we grinned widely at each other. Clearly, by the looks on their faces, they were having just a good of time as Emmett and I were having. I smiled. We didn't often have the privilege of seeing Alice and Jasper out of their shells. They were the most reserved couple in our little family, but when you could see them truly out of their reserved positions, it was truly a magnificent sight. They loved each more than the world, and it brought me to non-existent tears when I saw this. Their love was the most… mystical of all of ours. I didn't think I would ever be able to truly understand it, though I would feel intrusive if I did. It was a private affair, their love, and I believed it should stay that way.

The next couple I looked to was Edward and Bella. Bella was lifted upon Edward's shoes, and he was gently spinning with her. The look on her face was priceless, the happiness and pleasure she was obviously feeling contending with her stubborn resistance to this surprise. Though I disagreed with their love, because it was such a dangerous affair, I could not say that I totally resented it. It was so plainly clear how much they loved each other, and their innocence of new love and passion brought memories to me of first falling in love with Emmett. Not that I would share this fact with anyone of course, I had appearances to keep up. I carefully hid my thoughts from Edward when reveling about their relationship, though I didn't think I was in any danger of that right now. Edward was focused on only Bella, completely and absolutely.

I looked back up into Emmett's gaze. I believe I would describe his eyes as I had once overheard Bella describing Edward's to Alice, "smoldering". It was quite an accurate description, though.

The song's acoustics plucked its last notes and then the song was over. Applause was heard throughout the gymnasium, but for what couple I didn't even bother to look.

Emmett spoke then, saying, "Come with me."

I happily obliged, putting my hand in his and following him through the doors, into the humid night air.

The streetlamps' lights flickered dimly as we walked along the building, towards the school's parking lot.

We stopped when the wall we had been following ended.

Emmett turned around, facing me, and said, "I love you so much, Rose. I don't want to share you anymore." His voice was husky, his eyes hypnotizing my own.

"I love you too, Emmett," I told him, and stood carefully on the toes of my heels so I could kiss him.

I felt disconnected from the rest of reality as our lips met. The sensation of kissing your forever soul mate is truly magical… simply indescribable.

He pulled me up into his arms, not breaking the kiss.

I ran my fingers through his inky black curls, and then gently caressing his granite face.

The kiss became more passionate, and then I pulled away.

"Let's go home, Emmett," I said.

He simply nodded, smiling, and carried me the rest of the way to my car.

Good thing Alice and Jasper had ridden separately, though I had no doubts they would also be going home soon.

And so, as a conclusion, this was just another, tacky, over-done, human prom. But it didn't matter to me where we were, who else was there, or what I was wearing. All that truly mattered was that I had Emmett. Forever and always.

Ha ha, I just realized the last sentence is a Taylor Swift song that I enjoy. :D I hope you liked this though, and please leave any comments or critisism you have for me in a review, I really appreciate everyone I get! :D Thanks again for reading, and also, it would be awesome if you could check out the poll on my profile. :D

-Ember