AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story came to me randomly. It is the first in a series of Emmett…drabbles. Why? Because everyone loves Emmett. Enjoy. And I'm sorry about the last chapter—many of you reviewed and asked why the story was called Emmett runs for prom queen when Rosalie was running for prom queen, but in this chapter you'll find out.

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all its wonderful characters. I just give them crazy ideas! : D

Chapter 2: Lists, Bets, and Hallucinations

ROSALIE'S POV

The list contained five names, including mine. Jessica Stanley. Shocker. Angela Weber.She seemed nice. I am going to crush her. Isabella Cullen. That was definitely not Bella's handwriting. I'll have to tell her and burst Edward's bubble. Rosalie Hale. That was I. My name was fourth on the list, signed perfectly I might add. Emmett Cullen.I didn't know vampires could hallucinate. I'll have to ask Carlisle about that later.

After making billions of mental notes, I hurried down to lunch before some smart mouth teacher came to yell at me. I stood at the end of the lunch line, earning stares from everyone, including my siblings. Prom queen, I thought to Edward. He nodded his head in understanding and told the others. I moved up in the line two spaces, enough to grab a small carton of milk. I moved up again, grabbing a salad and an apple. Then I laid my five-dollar bill on the counter for the lunch lady and she nodded her head in approval, allowing me to pass.

I walked at a normal speed, well, normal for humans at least, and sat down next to Emmett and Alice.

"Running for prom queen, huh, babe?" were the first words out of Emmett's mouth.

"Why not?" I complimented myself silently for the comeback.

"No reason. Just the fact that you're gonna get a run for your money when I kick your butt." He replied. Did I tell him about my hallucination? Maybe. Or maybe I'm just delusional. But either way, it was creepy.

We arrived home and I immediately found Carlisle in his office at a record speed.

"Something wrong, Rosalie?"

"Umm, yes. Can vampires hallucinate?"

"No."

"Can we be delusional?"

"Hallucinating and being delusional is the same thing."

"Just answer the question, man!"

"No, why?"

"I think Emmett is running for prom queen."

"I am." He was suddenly behind me, blocking the doorway, his arms crossed.

"Why?" Carlisle and I asked at the same time.

"Ask Jasper."

Stifling a laugh, I walked downstairs to see Jasper. Before I could get a word out of my mouth, he started talking. "I bet Emmett $15 that he couldn't get thirty people to vote him prom queen, seven of them had to be of the male gender, and he couldn't use bribes. I said if he beat everyone in the final round, I'd give him $?"

I nodded my head yes and walked upstairs, taking everything in. Well, at least I'm not delusional.