Elizabeth POV

We back to my house. Alice's and Rosalie's mouths dropped when they saw the size of it. Before we got out of the car Rosalie stated laughing.

"What?" I asked wondering what could be so funny.

"I just noticed you and Edward both have Volvo's"

"Yeah I guess we do. I told you I have a need for speed."

" I love having a niece" Alice announced.

"You barely know me" I said laughing.

"Yeah, but were going to be best friends. I don't have to look into the future to see that." she smiled.

"CARLY. ANTHONY" I screamed. Carly came running down the steps tears running down her face.

"Carly, whats wrong?" I asked feeling very nervous.

"I was watching Titanic." she said in a small voice. She can be so dramatic.

"I LOVE that movie" Rosalie said making my sister jump.

"I know right." Carly seemed back to her witty self.

"I'm going to watch it again later. You are going to watch it with me."

"Sounds good. Liz mom called us and filled us in."

"Good" I said. Then I saw Anthony making his way down the steps.

"Hi, I'm Anthony. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said being as polite as he could.

"He looks like Edward." ALice whispered to Rose who smiled.

"Well, this has been awkward. I will see you guys later. I am going to Kate's."he headed out the door.

"No purpleing." Carly yelled after him.

"What?"

Red and blue make purple." Carly retorted.

"Oh my God. How did I get stuck with you." he then walked out the door.

"OK I can give you a tour of the house" I said walking towards the grand staircase.

"My room first!" Carly demanded.

We walked in her room. Her walls were bright pink and written in silver was the quote "Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down." Oprah Winfrey. I think she picked the quote because it mentioned a limo. The room had a desk, huge closet, couch, flat screen, book cases for when she occasionally reads, and she even had a catwalk put in. She like to design clothes so one corner of her room was set aside for all her sewing stuff and a space for her piano.

"Umm.....this is my room." I said mine was a little less showy. It was light blue and written in lime greeen was "I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past."Patrick Henry. I had a large flat screen, huge closet, a couch, speakers for my ipod, a desk, tons of books and magazines, and a another huge closet.

"I love it," Aice said not able to hide her excitement.

"Thanks" I mumbled. It was kind of awkward. The only people ever in my room are my sister mom and I.

"Can we see Anthony's room?" Rose asked.

"Why?" my sister and I asked at the same time.

"We want to know everything we can about you guys. Is there something wrong with his room?" Alice said.

"We don't know" I tried to explain.

"............WE have never actually been in it" my sister said.

"um.....why" Rose asked sort of confused.

" Every time we have tried to enter he side tackles us and we have to get new floor boards" my sister explained.

"Let's go in" Alice put her had on the door knob.

"Don't!" my sister hissed."The walls have eyes"

"and ears" I added.

"You guys are ridiculus. I'm going in" Alice burst through the door.

"OMG. THis is soooo cool" Carly exclaimed.

This was weird. The room was red, white, and black. He had a very complex stereo system and in the corner of the room was a huge TV and in the other corner was a guitar, piano, electric guitar, and drums. I never knew he plalyed all these things. No wonder he didn't want us to come in everything was breakable. I went over near his instruments. Lying on top of the piano were some cds. Each had a name on it. I picked up the one with my name on it. I put it in the CD player. Wow. My quiet, shy, over-protected brother had recreated some of my favorite songs. Some of them were on piano and others were on the quitar, but they were all perfect. I felt my self starting to cry. I looked on the song list. It had most of my favorite classical music songs and some others such as Fall for You, Speakers Blown, Body Bag, and I'm Yours. Carly must have led the rest of the tour because I found myself alone. She must have known I needed some time alone. I put the CD away and realized even though my brother and I were very close there was still so much I did not know about him. He and I are sometime closer than my sister and I. I go to him for help with anything other than clothes and boys. How could I have let this kind of talent he had go unnoticed? I feel awful. I'm not really sure why. He was very secretive of this, but I feel like I should have known.

"Hey" I heard behind me. I jumped and turned around. Anthony was leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his face. I jumped up and ran into his arms.

"Thank you" I sobbed.

"For what" he sounded confused.

"I....I listened to the CD"I said.

"Oh" he said almost sounding relieved.

"It's beautiful. Why did you try so hard to keep your other musical talents to yourself" I asked. "...like singing and piano. Am I the only one in this family who can't play the freaking piano?"

He let out a low chuckle. "I kept it from you because. I felt like music was my escape. From everything. It was my private little place to go, but for some reason I am glad you know. You are so much more understanding than Carly. I mean I love her to death(no pun intended) but she looks at things more from the outside than the inside."

"So, you didn't keep this from me because you thought I didn't care"

"Of course not. It was because you care almost to much. You know everthing about me. It almost as if I needed a secret to keep from you." he explained carefully. " and it was just weird, you not knowing."

"Okay, I feel better. I think. The CD is great thank you."

"Glad you like it. Now, I think we should go,entertain our company, and make sure Carly is aware there was no purpleing between me and Kate."