Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie belong to Stephenie Meyer. However, I do own my OC's.
Rosalie removed her large sunglasses, and pushed her hair back before un-latching the gate and walking up the path. She was surprised not to see her father polishing his car. In fact, his car wasn't in the drive way at all. Rosalie let herself in, breathing in the familiar scent of fresh flowers in the hall. She heard footsteps, and seconds later Hannah pounced on her.
"Hello, stranger!" Hannah smiled as she pulled away.
"Lets see it then" Rosalie said, pulling Hannah's hand towards her. On her finger was the largest diamond Rosalie had ever seen, fixed onto a gleaming silver band.
"Isn't it just divine?" Hannah squealed.
"Its certaintly something" Rosalie agreed.
"One thousand, five hundred" A drawling voice said.
Leo had appeared in the kitchen doorway, which was at the end of the hall. He leaned against the frame, folding his arms and looking smug. Rosalie's mother, Pauline Hale, appeared behind him. She was a small, curvy woman with bleached blond hair cut into a bob. She wore a pink floral shirt, and was cleaning out a tea cup with a damp cloth.
"Grandpa's been looking forward to your visit, you should go down and see him" She announced.
"Sure. I'll go now, what times lunch?" Rosalie asked, opening the cupboard under the stairs and stashing her bag inside. The cupboard reeked of leather and cologne.
"In about half an hour. Oh, and James is coming too" Pauline added.
"Great" Rosalie smiled at them all before walking inside the cupboard and closing the door.
Pauline's father, Reuben, had moved into the basement nine years ago, after his wife had died. Rosalie had always enjoyed visiting him. He was her favourite relative, and the only reason she truly looked forward to her visits.
Rosalie stumbled down the steps in the dark, until she came to a light. Her father had converted the basement into a three roomed flat. The main roomed looked as it always did. Reuben's arm chair was positioned in front of the small television, and the shelves that took up a whole wall were cluttered with old books and boxes of cigars. There was always a warm, orange glowed that filled the room.
"Grandpa?" Rosalie called, almost tripping over a tattered rug. It was hard to manouver yourself without falling over something. There were boxes everywhere. Rosalie made a mental note to try and get her Grandfather to throw away some of his junk one day.
"Rosalie! Is that you?" A familiar frail voice called.
Reuben came in from the kitchen area. He was small, like his daughter, with soft tanned skin and thick white hair. His watery blue eyes twinkled.
"Hey Grandpa" Rosalie smiled, carefully sliding a box over so that she could reach him.
"Darling girl, its been too long! Its always too long!" Reuben cried, enveloping her in a hug. He smelled of peppermint and cigar smoke.
"Hannah asked me to come and help plan the wedding" Rosalie explained, "Are you excited?" She asked.
"Meh" Reuben waved his hand and disappeared back into the kitchen.
"You don't like Leo either, huh?" Rosalie called, picking up an old yellow magazine and looking through it.
"The boys an idiot! I've said that since the day Hannah brought him home. But do they listen to me? No, they do not. Do they ever listen to me?" Reuben came back out, shaking his head. In his hands he held a tray filled with crushed biscuits and two cracked tea cups.
Rosalie took the tray from him and placed it on one of the rickety tables, "What does James think?" She queried.
"I don't think he likes Leo either. But he's just happy to get dressed up for this wedding, the little puff" Reuben sat down in his chair.
Rosalie's mouth twitched into an almost smile, "Don't call him that, Grandpa" She said.
"Sorry, sorry. You know I love him really" Reuben picked up his tea and took a sip.
Half a packet of biscuits and two cups of tea each later, they started up the stairs for lunch. Pauline was dishing out the potatoes, Hannah and Leo were gushing over her ring, and Rosalie's father, Harry, was sipping thoughtfully on a glass of wine.
"Hi Daddy" Rosalie said, planting a kiss on his cheek before sitting down.
The doorbell pinged. "That'll be James, I'll just go and let him in" Pauline said, putting down the dish she was holding and rushing out into the hall. A moment later, James, Rosalie's twin brother, entered the room. He looked so much like Rosalie it was striking. With his feminine features and quirky clothes, it wasn't hard to figure out that he was gay.
"Hi guys!" He shouted, as though they weren't all just a few metres away from him.
"James! Look at my ring!" Hannah yelled, jumping up to show him.
"Oh my God! That is just... wow" James cried.
They jumped up and down together, squealing. Sometimes Rosalie thought, apart from the looks, that James should have been Hannah's twin instead. They all sat down, and started on the salad. Leo was the loudest voice around the table, boasting about a new business deal he had just signed. He turned to Rosalie.
"So, Rose, hows life?" He asked cheerfully.
Rosalie gave him a strained smile, "Its fine, thanks" She said.
"No boyfriend yet?" Reuben questioned, swallowing a piece of egg.
"No, not yet" Rosalie said, slicing a potato in half.
"Tick tock, Rose, tick tock" Rueben said, clutching Hannah's hand.
"Speaking of time" Said Rosalie, hastily changing the subject, "Do you have a date in mind?".
"I was thinking of next month" Hannah replied, pouring Leo a fresh glass of wine.
"Next month? Darling, are you sure?" Pauline spluttered.
"Why not? No time like the present" Hannah smiled, "I already have most things decided, anyway" She added.
"So why are we here?" Rosalie demanded to know.
"Dresses, silly! Oh Rosalie, you're going to love them. I've got ten, I just can't decide..." Hannah reached into her purse and pulled out a glossy wedding magazine.
Rosalie suppressed a groan.
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