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Chapter 9: Untitled

Emmett's POV

I walked into the school, nothing happened. I felt a few glances at my back, but nothing big, no gasps, not a scream of terror, nothing! Wow. Guess I wasn't as cool as I thought I was…

The day passed quickly, no special attention, very few people really whispering and gossiping behind my back. Only Jess and Lauren really tried to talk about it, but they couldn't get anyone else talking since no one else cared. That made me happy and sad at the same time. I was happy that I was being left alone, and even kinda supported in my change, but sad that no one cared enough to ask me why.

Lunch:

Lunch finally came. The morning had dragged on forever! And I certainly know what forever is. I walked into the cafeteria and sat at our usual table. Alice, Jasper, and Rosalie were already there. Alice started talking about the upcoming geometry test with Jasper, asking me what I thought too. Rosalie just glared at me. She was still angry about saying no to her. But her anger was actually hurting me more than she thought. No physical contact since Alice had thrown her out. That was only a few days ago but it seemed like so much longer. I would have to crack soon.

No, I want this; Rosalie will give in soon enough. She can't stand this any more than I can… stay strong Black Heart, stay strong! I thought

At that moment Edward walked up, and of course he heard my thoughts. And started to crack up. I just glared.

I sat there for a few more minutes, glaring and brooding, when this girl who I had barely ever noticed came up. "Um… Emmett?" she asked.

"Hmm?" I said, not taking my eyes off Edward.

"Uh, me and my friends were wondering if you wanted to sit with us today. You don't really seem to fit in here," she offered. It was at that that I turned around and really looked at her. She was wearing big, clunky, black boots, a black miniskirt, and a tight black FCUK t-shirt. Her hair was dyed black with red streaks throughout, and her eyes were rimed in thick dark liner. She was definitely like me: emo.

"Sure, um, who are your friends?" I asked. She pointed at a table I had also never noticed. There were three other kids sitting there, all in similar outfits as mine. "Ok, thanks… uh…" I was coming up short on her name.

"My name is Maddy, but my friends call me Red Blood," she told me. (A/N: that may be my name, but I am NOT EMO!!!! I just want to meet Emmett, is that too much to ask?)

"Emmett… or Black Heart," I responded.

She nodded and motioned for me to follow. With a quick glance back at Alice, who whispered, go, I got up and followed.

When we reached her table she introduced me to her friends, Meredith, or Dark Blonde, Amy, or Night Wind, and Yana, or Blue Blood. (A/N: these are all friends of mine, none of them are emo, and all three are the happiest people I know) I introduced myself and sat down. Amy was the nicest, asking me why I had gone to the "dark side" as she called it. I told her I had been depressed. She nodded as if she understood; she probably did, now that I think about it.

I sat with them the entire time, making small talk. When the bell rang, I got up to walk to French class, grumbling about the quiz we had that day. Maddy tagged along with me, it turned out we had three classes together. I felt really bad I hadn't known her name until now when I heard that.

We walked into the class and sat down next to each other. We talked about music we liked until the teacher called us to attention. She handed out the quizzes and walked out of the room, to get a cup of coffee, probably.

I flew through the quiz, French 5 was almost insulting it was so easy. Of course, the 60 odd years I've had to learn it may have helped a bit. Once I finished the quiz I sat back and listened to the conversations around me. Lauren and Jess were still talking about me, wondering why I was like this, and if I looked better with black or brown hair. I smiled at that, if that was all they could think of, I was fine. But then I picked up another conversation going on out in the hall. Judging by the voices, it was probably Mike Newton and Tony Connery. They were talking and laughing at how I looked. How the jeans Alice had picked out made me look like a girl, and how Maddy and her friends just felt bad that I couldn't pull off the look. That made me mad. I decided to teach them a lesson about talking about people.

The teacher was back in the room, so I asked for a restroom pass. She wrote me one, and told me not to take to long, in French of course. I thanked her, and walked out the door.

Mike and Tony were still out there, whispering and laughing at my expense. I walked up to them, tapped Mike on the shoulder and said, in a low, threatening voice, "Hey Mike, do you like these pants? Or are they too tight? Alice picked them out, she might get mad if you say you don't like them."

The blood drained from his face. He knew Alice, despite her size, had a mean left hook. "um… yeah Emmett, I, um, love them." He stammered.

"Really? Cuz that's not what I hear! I heard you thought they made me look like a girl and that Maddy and her friends only felt bad for me. Or is that just gossip?"

If a face drained of blood could drain even more, his did. Now his face was a color pretty close to mine. "uh, no, um… you heard wrong. Th-they aren't that, um, gay."

"Oh, ok. Well you tell those gossipers that if I ever find out who they are, they will definitely be sorry for the lies they are starting. Got it?" I told him.

"Y-yeah. O-of course, Emmett! Man, we w-will so t-tell them!" Tony butted in.

"Thanks," I said, and walked away.

When I got back to my desk, Maddy asked me where I went. "Oh, just for a little walk." I smiled. She stared back, suspicious.

I chuckled to myself and turned back to what the teacher was saying.

The rest of the day passed without fault, and once I got home, even Esme didn't probe me for the details of my day. I was able to go up to my room without talking to anyone. Today was a pretty good first day as an emo, if I don't say so myself. I turned on my computer, and blasted the music as I did my homework.

Ok, what do you think? I think this might be my longest chapter, but I hit a roll, and just kept going. Review please! If it's crap, tell me!

P.S. I am not emo, neither are my friends. We are actually some of the happiest people I know. It was just ironic, and all of us want to be in the books, and I love Emmett, (Hint! Hint! Future chapter possibility!) so I thought we should be in a chapter.

P.P.S. this chapter is dedicated to all my friends mentioned, I love you guys!