Woohoo! Writing again today! 3 more chapters to go for this story until I can take a break, so cheer! CHEER LIKE YOUR CYBER LIVES DEPEND ON IT!!!!!!!!

So, my reviewing brothers and sisters, have you been paying attention to the Disclaimers? I hope so! Also, I got a comment about Bella that when your parents split up, you keep your father's last name, well I'm ignoring that, so all clear? Good! DISCLAIMER!

Disclaimer: * walks into office and sits at desk * Hmm, what's this?

A Rose? Oh that's so sweet!

… Wait, there's a note attached. It says:

Dearest Disclaimer,

I can't ignore my feelings for you any longer, so would you consider going on a date with me? If that's a yes, meet me out by the front of the studio at six tonight. I'll be waiting.

Sincerely, your secret admirer.

P.S. You don't own Twilight or RMCF.

Oh! I wonder who it is?

Chapter 3: Look Under The Hood

Previously: We all hopped in, me in the driver's seat, Rose shotgun and Alice in the back. We rode with light conversation to our first day as juniors at Forks High

RPOV

I must admit, Bella was going to give me a run for my money. She looked smoking in her new outfit and, of course, her baby. I swear that girl cares about that jacket more than she cares about herself.

We arrived at school about ten minutes before the bell, thanks to Bella. But if she had let me drive… Oh whatever, Rose, soon she'll have her own ride.

We stepped out of the car and I swear everyone's eyes looked our way. I was wearing my signature first day outfit, my red tee shirt with words that made the shape of a heart on my chest, which, admittedly, made my boobs look way bigger, and my black denim mini skirt with my black and red striped flats.

Alice was also in an ensemble which she had prepared weeks before school even started. She was in a purple tube top with a black cardigan over it with only three buttons done up, and was wearing black leather pants that hugged her slim legs just right, with metallic purple flats with a black silk bow. We all looked fabulous.

We went straight to the office for our schedules, no need to say hi to anyone, we didn't need any friends but us, plus I intimidated most of the girls at our school, fraidy cats.

We were walking out of the office when a huge, expensive looking Jeep pulled into the parking lot. No one at our school had expensive cars; our Bug was probably the nicest car there. But damn! It was a Wrangler with custom grille guards. I just had to look under the hood. Yes cars, my guilty pleasure.

"Sorry ladies, but I just have to take a look under the hood of that monster," I told them, motioning with my head towards the beautiful machine. They both started laughing hysterically.

"Wow, Rose, who knew someone would catch your eye on our first day?" Bella, who had recovered from her laughing fit before Alice had, commented. I looked at her confused then followed her gaze.

My eyes spotted the beauty, but were way too preoccupied with the huge guy that had stepped out. Seriously, that guy was enormous, looked about 6' 8" with muscles bulging from every possible place and the most adorable dimples.

"Well, I was talking about the car," I replied, somewhat dazed, "but maybe you're right. Bye ladies!" And I began walking to the Hulk over there.

He was leaning casually against the Jeep and as I approached I ran my fingertips lovingly along the glossy red paint job.

"Hi. Nice car. A 2004 Jeep Wrangler, right?" I looked up expectantly and was met by deep brown eyes. Whoa, this guy is hot, really hot, but you could tell almost completely brainless.

"Yeah, it is. I'm Emmett. Emmett Cullen. I just moved here with my cousin. You are?"

"I'm Rosalie Whitlock. Do you mind if I take a look under the hood?" I said with a suggestive smile, but still making him know I was talking about the car.

"You sure? I mean it's pretty greasy…" Oh, he thought I was like any other girl.

"Well I personally love greasy. Pop the top," I basically commanded. He did so and I swear I died and went to heaven. "Oh my dear Lord Beckett! Six cylinder 4.0 liter and five speed! And look at that engine!" I was very aware that he was staring, but I was too far into heaven to do anything about it.

"Um, Rosalie?" I looked up from my admiring into his face, which was a hell of a lot closer than expected. "I think we've got to go to class, and I still don't have my schedule…" His breath blew into my face slightly, and his scent was just, addictive. I leaned in very slightly. It's official; I'm smitten by Emmett Cullen.

"I'll show you to the office then, maybe we could continue this another time?"

"Gladly." We put the hood back down and I walked him to the office.

BPOV

Rosalie left us walking over to a guy who could probably be a professional wrestler. I swear he was part giant or something. Alice and I continued our walk and I noticed a lot more stares than I was used to.

"Alice, everyone is staring. Is there anything on my face?" I whispered.

"Absolutely nothing is wrong with you Bella. Oh! Jazzy is here! See you at lunch!" With that she ran over to Jasper's Red 1953 Chevy truck, which had belonged to my dad before he…yeah.

And so I continued my now solo walk to homeroom. English.

I took a seat near the back as everyone turned to look. Don't blush, don't blush… I chanted in my head as I attempted to look confident. Honestly, almost everyone in class was already there, so I had the attention of twenty-odd pairs of eyes ( Twenty-odd is twenty or more, just soes you knows ) . Amazingly enough, I didn't blush.

"Hey Bella!" Mike, the school sleaze said, looking me up and down. I felt really dirty under his stare. "Looking good. You wanna hang out sometime?"

"No thanks Mike." I declined politely. Just then, the huge guy Rose had been talking to walked into the room.

He was just looking for a seat as Mike became more persistent. "Aww c'mon, Bella. It'll be fun, lot's of fun…" he trailed of suggestively as I held back a gag.

"I really don't want to, Mike." He slammed his hands on either side of my desk and leaned in.

"I really think you should say yes Bella," he said in a low, menacing voice.

I was just about to back sass him when the Hulk guy completely came out of nowhere and lifted Mike two feet off the ground with one hand on the scruff of his collar, the other in a fist.

"It sounded to me like she wasn't interested, piss breath. So beat it or I'll teach you what happens when you treat ladies badly around me." Hulk said in a low voice that was making me quiver in my seat. He dropped Mike, who went scurrying to his seat. Hulk sat beside me and turned his head. "Hi, I'm sorry about that creep, what's-his-name. I'm Emmett Cullen, I just moved here." He said kindly, holding out his huge hand for me to shake.

"I'm Bella Whitlock. Thanks for freaking Mike out, I swear I thought I'd need pepper spray or something." I joked as his massive hand fully enveloped mine.

"Whitlock? Like, you're related to Rosalie Whitlock?" Emmett questioned eagerly. Just then, the bell rang and our teacher called the class to attention, telling us what our book list is. Jeez, you'd think they'd have books that I haven't read in grade 7.

Emmett slid a piece of paper my way, in his dark writing said:

So, you're related to Rosalie Whitlock, right? You guys don't look anything alike

She's my stepsister. Along with her brother Jasper Whitlock. The other pixie-like girl is our sister Alice.

I wrote in my cursive text. He read it and wrote his own addition before passing it back.

But Pix doesn't look like either of you guys.

She was a family friend and my godsister until both her parents died when we were young. She's also dating Rose's brother Jasper.

I don't think that's legal.

LOL, yeah, I didn't either, but apparently if they aren't related then it's fine by law.

The bell rang signaling the end of first period.

Before we got up I asked Emmett if he'd like to eat lunch with the family.

"Sure! You know, as long as my cousin Edward can come along, I can already see him completely lost at this school. You don't mind, do you?"

"It's no trouble, just don't bring by the whole football team! See you later, Emmett!" With that I was off to second period.

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EPOV

Okay, first day at Forks and Spoons High. Strange. Why'd my parents have to send me to live with Emmett? Chicago was a perfectly respectful place to live, yet they insist that living here with my aunt and uncle would be better for me…

Flashback (my very first flashback! I'm so excited!!!)

"But mom! I don't want to move with Carlisle and Esme to Snorks! I want to stay in Chicago with you!" I couldn't understand why they were sending me away. Everything was fine as far as I knew.

"Edward, we've already discussed this," my father, who had been looking increasingly depressed throughout our argument, started, "your options in Forks are far better than here in Chicago. And…" My father trailed off as if he were afraid of what he'd say.

"And…" my mother continued for him, "we think you need to become a little more social. Chicago is such a big place and you never bring friends home, your teachers are telling us that if your grades weren't so high, you'd be in counseling. They don't know any other way to help, and since Forks is such a small town, we figure everyone there knows each other. You won't have to stay forever, dear," my mother tried to soothe as I let it all sink in. I'm not social enough? Why is that so important? I voiced my opinion.

"It comes in very handy when getting a job, applying for college, and many other things as you grow up. Good grades aren't the only thing that's important, son." My father did make a valid point.

"I suppose I could try. I'll miss you both terribly though."

"Oh dear, we'll miss you too!" my mother cried, enveloping me in her arms. "Promise you'll call us… often." I felt my mother's tears fall onto my shoulder. I rubbed circles in her back and soothed her like she had done when I was young.

"I promise mom. I'll miss you both." I hugged them both before going to pack for Forks.

End Flashback

So, that's why I'm here. They'd let me take my Volvo to Forks, which is good because I refuse to ride with Emmett in his Jeep. I parked in a space behind him as he got out. I just sat inside and gathered my things. I looked up and saw him talking to a pretty blond. At least he's social. She took a look under the hood of his Jeep and I swear he was smitten by whatever she was saying. I put my books into my bag and slung it over my shoulder as I left my car towards my first class at Forks High.

Okay guys! I think that's enough excitement for one chapter! I'm having fun writing this, but my other story, Parish Diaries, is suffering right now! I hate neglecting it, but I'm just in such a slump right now and writing this makes me feel better! Take a look at it if you can, and I also have a poll up on my page, so vote vote vote!

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