Hey guys! Sorry it took sooo long. I really have no excuse except that I was burned out of writting. I'm still kind of burnt, but I got some 'inspiration' and so finally sat down to write :)

(BPOV)

The crickets played loudly that night by the lake with Edward. A soft breeze continued to sweep through and I'd shiver discreetly every now and then. We'd sat there for a while, talking about whatever came to mind, we'd even taken a quick stroll beside the lake, though quickly went back after about the eighth time I nearly tripped on my face.

We were back to our original spot as I positioned my dress to sit down when a high pitched voice squealed, "I knew it!" My body jolted and my footing slipped. The ground was hard as my butt hit it with little care. Eyes wide like saucers, my head whipped around towards the chirpy, all too familiar voice.

"Alice!" Edward's voice was breathless and I could picture him clutching his heart if he were in a play. I was still in the initial shock of Alice stopping my heart when she bounced over to sit right next to my sprawled body.

"I knew you two were together!"

She looked down at me with a gleam in her eyes, giving the show of a mad woman. I smiled weakly back taking in the picture of her wind blown black hair which had a leaf stuck in it on the side. I laughed, temporarily forgetting the fact that she almost killed me out of surprise and said, "You have a leaf in your hair."

I took it out to throw it but Alice called out quickly, "no Old Oaky!"

"Old Oaky?"

It was Edward who answered, "It's a tree she named; it's in our back yard."

"Oh Bella you have to come to our home! You can meet our parents and—"

"No," Edward answered quickly and sternly.

I was startled by his abruptness and to speak the truth, a little hurt. He amended his tone by saying, "I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Why not!" Alice whined as she crawled over to her brother. He gave her a stern look, which had a certain knowing spark in the mixture.

"Oh come one!" Alice huffed after a few seconds, seeming to get that 'knowing spark'.

"No, I won't risk it."

"Risk what?" I finally spoke up getting both of their heads to arch toward me.

Edward cut Alice off before she could say anything, "Never mind, it's getting late we should get you home."

I looked over at Alice with my eyebrows furrowed. She shrugged; shaking her head then rolled her eyes in Edward's direction. That cracked a smile from my lips and I obliged to Edwards offered down hand. After he hauled me up, we began to leave but didn't get far until Edward turned around to stare at Alice who'd been obediently keeping a foot behind us.

Alice huffed then threw her hands in the air in a dramatic gesture making me step back afraid I'd get hit. "Fine! But I'll see you tomorrow Bella!" She still didn't leave. Instead, her face went blank as she stared off past both of your heads. When she shook herself out of the trance she smiled back at us, "Never mind, we'll see you the night after!"

I gave her a confused smile as she hopped up to give me one last hug and a kiss on each cheek with a pronounced, 'Mua! Mua!' before turning around to skip back home in the dark.

"Sorry about that," Edward apologized in a mumble. "She's not very..."

"It's fine," I said quickly and it was. I liked her overly enthusiastic, not giving a care in the world what other people think air, it was a nice change.

Edward helped me back and kept me from falling on my face numerous times until we got to the clearing where we stopped. He turned to look at me, his face barely lit from the moon and the little lamps in the distance on my house. We stood for a little, drinking up each others eyes. His were so beautiful and kind, no lies in them, no arrogance; just care. I didn't notice until I could feel his chest pushing out and in that we had been drifting closer. His hair fell gently around his face as he began to lean down, his lips slightly parted, letting his beautiful scent drift down to me. Then, those soft, slightly parted lips touched mine ever so lightly.

I could feel my legs weaken, luckily I was able to keep them straight and not fall. His lips moved over to the side of my face where he whispered, "See you the day after tomorrow?"

I pouted at the thought of waiting a day. "We're listening to Alice?" I mumbled pathetically.

"Never go against Alice."

(RPOV)

I left Bella with the Edward boy in a daze. My eyes focused only on the rundown wooden stable my family kept away from the easy eyes of passing people.

My mind was on one thing, the stable boy. I'd only seen him twice; once when he drove us to my parent's house and the one time before that when I'd sneaked into a bar and saw him there.

I pulled the hood tight around my head to shield me from others eyes. A soft thud was the only noise my boots made as I walked up the crowed steps into the bar; if James knew where I was... but I had to get away, needed.

A loud boom sounded through the already noisy bar. Beautiful, the boom was, but it wasn't just a boom, it was a laugh, a cheerful and carefree laugh. My eyes caught the sight from where the laugh came from; a corner of the bar had a group of people surrounding a large smiling man, all with almost empty beers in their hands.

The man was gorgeous with dark curly hair and rippling arms. Tightening the straps around my hood, I walked to a secluded corner of the bar to watch the beautiful creature from afar. He continued to laugh and crack jokes which had everyone around him drinking up his joy and laughing as well.

I stayed in that corner for awhile until it began to get dark, and with darkness came danger. Reluctantly, I stood up about to make my way out of the bar when I ran into a waitress carrying a platter of beers. My eyes had been so preoccupied with staring at the man that I hadn't even noticed the oncoming woman.

A loud crash indicated the spilling of the glass beers and a soft 'oof' for the woman and my fall. The woman began apologizing immediately, but I paid no attention to her for my eyes had locked with the tall muscular man. My hood had fallen.

I shook my head from the memory, before I got to the part where I'd ran out of there like a chicken. I didn't bother to knock on the wood before entering the already opened door. The stable was dimly lit by a few lamps which cast eerie shadows along the walls. I paid no attention to the shadows; instead, I was captivated by the sight of the same man with the muscled body and curly hair, sitting on a stood and working on a saddle.

I didn't know how to make my presence known. Maybe I should've just gone, left before he'd notice me. Too late. The saddle fell to the floor along with the clinking tools as the man stood up quickly, knocking the stool aside.

He coughed awkwardly, "Mrs.—Mrs. Swan?" He began to grab for the knocked over stool, keeping his eyes on me the whole time. I watched as he continued to grab for the stool blindly with his large hands, swooping down and catching air then repeating the process before he finally took the time to look and pick it up properly. "W-what brings you out here so late?" He looked around nervously, as if being spotted would be the death of him. "I mean, not that I mind, I-I just... can I help you with something?"

My lips stayed tightly sealed, as rigid as my whole body. What was I doing there? Had I thought I would get to enjoy the same laughing, carefree man I'd seen at the bar? Of course not, he hadn't been laughing because I was there anyways.

So what did I say? 'Sorry, I got lost?' Stumbling over my pathetic lie, I said, "I heard a... noise. I-I was already out, because..." I whispered the last word, out of breath and not knowing what else I could add to my pathetic excuse. My rigid body was no longer stiff, instead it swayed dangerously. His eyes trailed my body with a worried expression. What was wrong with me? How come I was crumbling like a pathetic daisy? Where was my backbone? To add to my pathetic humiliation, I whispered the defeating words, "I'm sorry."

He seemed shocked by my words as well and hurried to get out, "Not at all!" He grabbed the stool from behind him and shoved it further forward. "Here, sit down." It required me to walk further into the stable; so I didn't.

I climbed up onto the stool then sat in silence for minute, staring at my feet and regaining my posture and attempting to regain my authority. "What's your name?" I asked hesitantly, also attempting at light conversation.

When I looked up, a broad grin was on his lips, the same smile that I'd seen at the bar. My heart skipped a beat. "Emmett." He walked over and held out his palm for me to place mine in his. Acting the gentleman, he leaned down to give it a soft peck, "Mrs. Swam."

He looked up at me from under his lashes. I felt dizzy from the wave of foreign emotion washing over me. Without thinking I blurted out, "Rosalie!" I blushed, a rare occasion, from my outburst. Trying to amend the outburst, I said more calmly, "You can call my Rosalie."

If at all possible, his smile grew bigger. "Rosalie it is."

(BPOV)

He kissed me, Edward kissed me. Guys had never even looked at me and here, this one kissed me. My daze lasted all the way to the tree, where I had to snap myself away and focus on climbing so I wouldn't kill myself.

Once again, I rolled through the window with little grace; but I hadn't been expecting a scream. "Bella!" Rosalie hissed after her scream. Hopefully everyone was dead asleep by then. "What are you doing?!" She looked out the window. "Did you just climb a tree?!"

"Yeah," I said grudged, "how else are we supposed to get in? How did you get in?"

She gave me an odd look, "the back door."

"Oh."

We dispersed quickly after that, heading for our rooms for some sleep.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Rosalie hissed as she turned me over. The sunlight his my eyes with little mercy.

"Rosalie! Go away!"

She groaned, "Get up! Jasper's here!"

"What?"

3 more days til Breaking Dawn!!