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BPOV

"So, that didn't exactly go as planned…" Emmett said trying to lighten up the mood.

"No Shit Sherlock." Jasper muttered back.

Emmett rolled his eyes and laid his head back against the wall trying to block out everyone.

After we all had a little ride in the back of the police cars, we were fingerprinted, had our photos taken, and then we were forced to sit on a bench right outside the police officer's glass office. It was now around 1 in the morning and we were utterly exhausted and just wanted to go home.

Alice's face was tear streaked and red from crying the whole time, Emmett looked like he didn't give a fuck, Jasper had his head in his hands, Rose was falling asleep, and Edward just look stressed out. He was running his hands through his hair and pinching the bridge of his nose. Meanwhile, I sat slumped against the wall and was so bored that I had memorized every scratch, ding, and mark on the wall. And let me tell you, there are a lot of them.

Right now, they were discussing what the consequences should be and how much the fine would cost.

They had been discussing it for over two hours. I was literally about to throw a fit in the next five seconds if someone did not come out of that door.

Finally, Officer Mike stepped out of the office and undid our handcuffs.

"OK. So, the Carters decided not to press any charges against the six of you. All they ask is that you pay for the damaged property and they won't file a lawsuit. It that clear?" He made contact with all of us making sure we understood him.

"Yes Sir." We muttered in unison.

"Now scat! And I don't want to see any of you back in my police office again. You got that?" He questioned.

"Um, Technically, it isn't yours…it my fathers so-"

"SHUT UP EMMETT!" Alice screamed at him, jumping off her seat and heading out the front door. I wasn't expecting that from Alice at all.

"Whoa there, someone is over reacting just a little." Emmett retorted.

I had to give it to him; he was trying, but failing miserably to cheer the Cullens up. The just didn't seem to understand that we new officer Mike on a personal basis and he had our backs. Because of him, we have never actually had to go to court or spend the night in a cell. The perk of being police chief's children.

Rosalie scoffed and gave him a look. "You just don't understand do you? It's a big deal to her. She has never gotten in trouble like this before. It could blow everything that she has worked for. So, get your head out of you ass and at least try to understand her." She grabbed Edward's arm and stormed out after Alice.

Ok. THAT was totally unexpected.

The three of us just looked at each other and rolled our eyes.

We grabbed the motorcycles keys and headed out to the parking lot. Rose was holding Alice who was sniffing and trying not to let the waterworks flow again.

Jesus. Such a drama a queen. It's not like it was even going on our record. Mike said that he just took mug shots of us to freak us out.

Edward had his hand on her shoulder and was leaning against one of the bikes and damn he looked hot! Even if he did look like he was hung over with dark bags underneath his eyes and his hair greasy from running his hands through it so many times.

They refused to look at us and we then figured out that we would have to split up on motorcycles again.

Emmett, being smart for once, threw his keys at Rosalie who caught them and headed toward his red bike, Alice in tow.

Jasper gave his keys to Edward, who solemnly nodded and once they all loaded up on the bikes, zoomed out of the parking lot onto the main street.

"Uh…do they know the way back?" I asked sarcastically.

"I personally don't know, nor give a shit. If they are mad, let them be. It wasn't our fault. Alice was the one who threw the fucking balloon so they can kiss my ass. If they get lost, they get lost." Emmett spoke harshly and got on my silver bike.

Jasper just looked at his feet and stayed quiet not wanting to make things worse.

It was eerily silent for a moment before we decided we should get home. I jumped on the back of my Yellow bike letting Jasper drive and we headed out of there.

By the time we had pulled out of the parking lot, the Cullens would have had a twenty minute head start, so if they took the right way home, they should be there by now.

The street lights were glowing and the roads were deserted at this time. The area we lived in was an older person part of town, so everyone had gone elsewhere to party.

Just as if things couldn't get any worse, it started to thunder. And I mean thunder. The sound rumbled in the sky and the air turned thicker. It was already night so it wasn't like we could see it actually getting darker, but we could defiantly see the moon being covered by dark, looming clouds, and the lightning flashing in the sky.

Great.

Just Great.

We finally pulled up to the driveway, soaked and freezing.

Our little shower had drenched us in a matter of minutes and the thunder and lightning were still battling in the night sky.

I hopped of the back and I accidently slipped because of the wet driveway.

"Damn!" I cursed and lifted myself of the ground. I had managed to skin my palms and knees in the process and they were beginning to sting.

The rain poured down harder and harder and I could barley see in front of my face.

"Let's load the bikes in the garage!" I shouted.

We rolled them up and saw that the garage was left wide open, but with no other bikes in it. Now that just pissed me off. We had just let them use our bikes and they don't even park them in the dry!

Assholes.

We perched the two bikes on their respected stands and we searched around for the other two bikes that were missing. Emmett grabbed an umbrella and went around the back while Jasper searched in the front yard. I began to towel off the bikes so that they wouldn't rust because of the rain. These next two weeks are going to be hell if we don't all manage to get along with each other. Imagine he six of us living under the same roof when all we want to do is rip one another's heads off.

Well, I could always make them go back to the hotel…but that would be really low…even for me. And, I'm hoping that we won't ever have to kick them out because of one lousy mishap.

"BELLA!" Emmett shouted from the back yard, "I FOUND THEM."

I threw my towel on the ground and ran back into the pounding rain trying to find Emmett in the darkness.

He was standing on the beach area of the back yard and in front of him, laid Jasper's and his own bike mangled in sand, water, and seaweed. They looked as if they had just jumped off of them in the middle of the ocean and left them there. Those bikes were defiantly not cheap and they had to follow a strict cleaning routine.

The handle bars were turned opposite the bike and the seat was showered with wet sand. More than likely, the engine would have some sort of water damage or sand damage. Jasper's bike was laid down neatly with care I guess you could say. The kick stand was put up, but the strong storm winds had pushed it down.

Jasper then came around the front and saw the mess Emmett's bike was and he froze in his tracks. No one ever messed with Emmett's things. Especially if those things happened to have an engine.

He cracked his knuckles and clenched his jaw, meaning he was ready for a fight.

"Man," Jasper ran up to him putting a hand on his shoulder, "Let it go."

Emmett flung his hand off his shoulder and growled "I will not let it go." He said firmly. He flung his bike up and trudged up the sand dunes. You could practically see the steam coming out the top of the head he was that pissed off.

Hurriedly, Jasper and I got the bike up off the sand and pushed it as hard as we could up the sand dunes. The wind had picked up ten-fold and it was pushing us backwards instead of forward making it harder to get his bike to the garage. My hair was whipping around my head and it would sting when it hit my face or got in my eye. My body was sticky and sandy from the wind blowing it around, but the raging rain was quickly washing it off. All I wanted to do was take a shower, yell at someone, eat, and then go to sleep. And from the look of Emmett, it seems that yelling would be the first thing on the agenda.

We finally pushed the bike up the sand hill and pulled it into the garage, but by the time we arrived at the garage, Emmett was nowhere in sight. We could only see his bike that was slung on the ground. In the light, the bike looked in much worse condition. The sand had caused mini scratches all over the body of the bike and the engine looked waterlogged from what I could tell.

"Shit." I moaned covering my face with my hand. I slumped down on the ground wandering when everything was turned upside down. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Not at all.

"Jasper…this is really bad. It wasn't supposed to happen like this." I was near tears at this point. Once Emmett was on a rampage, it is nearly impossible to stop him. And just to add a side note, Emmett has our father's temper. It rarely ever flares, but when it does…you run. It becomes really bad because he yells and to blow steam off, he usually has to leave and go hit something. Hence, the reason we put a punching bag in the garage. Now, he would never hit a person, no way. Especially not any children, nor a girl. I was the last girl he hit and that was when I was three and I made him spill his ice cream. He was like five or something and he didn't understand, but he defiantly understood after my dad taught him a lesson.

"Look Bella, we will have to deal with all the shit that happened later, but for now, let's fix the problem called Emmett." Jasper sighed and pulled me off the ground. "Let's go find him."

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