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''Good night, angel. Sweet dreams.'' I smiled at Edward's velvet voice, while pictures of a deep, warm, familiar, trusting green filled my sweet dreams.

Emmett Swan

You know when you wake up much too early in the morning just because you are feeling hungry? When you wake up from what is possibly the best dream of your life and have it ending because you are hungry?

Well, I understood the sensation all too well. Almost every morning I will find myself awaken because my stomach was demanding food. And every morning I will wake up to go hunt some food to shut my stomach, though sometimes it was easier to wait for Bella's food to make it to the dining room table instead of trying my hand at the kitchen. Everyone knew cooking was not one of my many talents, but it was Bella's specialty.

One of the many perks of having a sister like Bella was that she made the best food ever. The kitchen was her work space and she spend most of her time there, at least when her nose wasn't buried deep into the pages of her old books, or listening to her ''music.'' Her ''music'' though, was a completely different thing.

Music was a loose term for the noises she listened to. Most of them did not even have words! A song is something that has to have words, not just a bunch of silences with depressing sounds playing in the background. Every time someone, like me, listened to that, all anyone can think is that the composer didn't have enough time to finish what he started, and just decided to publish it as is. But I had learned long ago, to not knock her music, not unless you wanted to feed yourself for a week. Apparently they were works of art and culture all bounded together to form that flawless melody, her words not mine.

I stretched in the mat we were supposed to be using as a bed, and felt the cold floor touch my hands and feet. Seriously, they couldn't make these mats bigger, or at least give me and Rosie two mats instead of one small one? Not everyone in high school was as small as Eric Yorkie.

I chuckled at the random thought and felt someone stir besides me. I smiled and gently squeezed Rose's hand. She looked beautiful even when she was peacefully sleeping. Her blond, golden hair was sprawled all over her head and shoulders. With my free hand, I moved the hair that had been covering my girl's beautiful face. I looked at her sleeping form silently, not wanting to wake her up this early in the morning.

Rosalie Hale was truly something to brag about, but in the good way. I was happy that this fallen angel had chosen me from all the boys that were drooling after her in school. She was beautiful outside and inside as well. Sure, she had quite the attitude, but I strongly admired her strength. Many guys wanted her, and many didn't have good intentions, but I did. I didn't want her body or any of the other sick fantasies guys had about her, I wanted to stand by her.

I want to be the guy she proudly introduces as her boyfriend to everyone, the person who gets to kiss her for no reason, and the guy to just...be.

''Good morning,'' Rose's words were garbled by sleep.

I chuckled quietly and leaned down to kiss her forehead. ''Now it is,'' I answered as a beautiful smile made the way to her face.

She truly was beautiful. Easily the most beautiful person who ever walked Earth.

''How was your night?'' I asked, wanting to hear her voice again.

''It was all right. I dreamt of a certain guy with brown hair, nothing weird you see,'' she said lightly while I smiled showing off my dimples. Maybe some guys will feel creped out by the fact that their girlfriend's admitted to dreaming of them in their sleep, but it did not bother me at all. On the other hand, it pleased me greatly; at least I wasn't the only person dreaming of another certain person.

''Should I be jealous? Surely any guy who is worthy enough to appear in my girl's dreams should be a huge threat,'' I joked as she laughed and nodded.

''Totally,'' she answered, but I wasn't sure what she was talking about entirely.

I nodded and smiled. ''Are you hungry?''

She laughed and I smiled at the melodious sound that was her laughter. ''Yeah, I'm starving! But do you think we can wait until Bells, Alice, Edward and Jasper wake up?'' she questioned as she stretched.

I thought about it for a minute, even though I was aware that I could never deny her anything, if I waited until everyone waked up, then I would have to wait until I got the opportunity to eat. At the thought of that, my stomach growled once again. Maybe, I didn't have to wait until they waked up in their own free will.

''So what do you say?'' Rose asked after I hadn't answered her question.

''You say that we have to wait until they wake up?'' I asked back and she nodded. ''Okay, then I'm in,'' I started. ''But does that mean that they have to wake up by themselves?''

She laughed, obviously following what I was about to suggest. ''How about if you wake up your brother and Alice, and I'll take care of Bella and Edward?''

''Okay, but how are we supposed to wake them?'' she whispered, looking at the two other mats that held the rest of our friends.

Now this was what I had to think about. What will wake them up fast, and possibly even annoy them as well. It was always fun to annoy your two best friends and your baby sister, a job I have quite succeeded in the past few years. Suddenly, I had the greatest idea.

''How about we get water balloons and fill them up with cold water-''

''We don't have balloons,'' Rosalie pointed out, canceling my once brilliant plan.

I nodded, trying to find another thing that would also be perfect. Where are balloons when you most need them? ''Okay, I got it! How about if we put something that will make a loud noise by their ears?'' She could not turn down this plan.

''That would work,'' she started and I cheered in the inside. ''But, we only want to wake up Bella, Edward, Alice and Jasper, not the whole school!''

Apparently, she could turn another of my brilliant plans down...

I was, once again wrecking my brain for something that will be both fun, and would essentially wake them up, when Rosalie spoke. ''How about if we just wake them up, without any of your brilliant plans,'' she suggested and because I couldn't find an intelligent enough remark, I agreed.

I quietly got up with Rosalie following behind me. I silently stepped around Edward's feet that were poking out of the mat. So, I wasn't the only one! I stood by their heads and how they were sleeping threw me off guard.

Edward had both arms wrapped tightly around Bella, and she was tucked in his chest, both perfectly comfortable. Their positions didn't bother me at all, in the contrary I felt happy that maybe things were fixed between the two of them, but I couldn't be sure. This was somewhat what they resembled last night before they woke up, even though they hadn't been that close together.

A groan behind me reminded me of the job that needed to be completed in order to get breakfast so I leaned down and...kissed Edward's cheek. Immediately he stiffened visibly and his yes snapped open.

''What in the world are you doing?'' He looked so caught off guard; I burst out laughing causing Bella to wake up.

''What happened?'' Bella's low voice was barely understandable.

Edward threw a glare in my direction, but his voice was as sweet as honey when he spoke to Bella. ''Nothing, angel, why don't you go back to sleep? I could wake you up later for breakfast?'' he offered, but his new nickname for Bella threw me off.

''What did you call her?'' I asked, truly curious if I had heard wrong or if he had really called my sister angel. Sure, Bella was nice and unselfish, but there had to be another reason for the sudden nickname.

Edward's expression resembled one of a deer caught in the headlights. It was priceless, but I couldn't understand the reasoning behind his expression. Behind me, I could hear the rest of our group joining us, and all of them were staring at Edward and Bella.

Edward swallowed loudly while Bella buried herself in his shoulder. ''You see Emmett,'' Edward started in a nervous voice. ''Yesterday after you all went to sleep...,'' he finished so fast that I barely caught it.

''What!'' My owned surprised question was followed by another three voices.

''Yeah, Emmett, now Bella is my girlfriend? Are you okay with that?''

So many years of begin friends and he was scared that I didn't believe he was enough for my sister. To be honest, I don't think anyone will ever be good enough for my sister in my eyes, but I couldn't disagree to the fact that Edward was perfect for her. He loved her even after all this time, and realized it stupidly enough after they had broken up. It was clear that he adored her, loved her, respected her, and most importantly he was willing to fight for her.

With all of this, I probably should have smiled and told him how happy I was for both of them, but this was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

With my best protective brother face, I turned to him. ''Okay, what are your intentions with her?''

His expression was priceless once more, and I had to fight off the laughter. ''I swear, my intentions are only the very best, Emmett.''

I nodded. ''A lot of guys are after Bella; would you keep them away and protect her from their sick minds?''

''Of course I would.'' He didn't miss a beat.

Okay, so this was not as fun as I thought it would be. He was way too serious and he obviously was nervous. Still.

''Will you protect her and others from her clumsiness?'' I asked.

Nobody could disagree that Bella was the clumsiest person here in Forks High, and at one part or another Bella had hurt everyone else here when she had gotten hurt. Bella made a weird noise and whispered something unintelligible under her breath.

''I promise.''

''Lastly, do you promise to never be afraid of what I might say? Dude, I mean it, we have been friends for the longest of times! I already knew you will take good care of that, I was merely playing,'' I assured him as he rolled his eyes and kissed Bella's forehead while everyone burst out laughing.

''Okay, okay, can we get breakfast now?'' I asked when the laughter had calmed down, and received many eye rolls and sighs. ''What?'' I asked wondering what I asked that seemed to bother them.

''Nothing Emmett,'' Bella said, letting Edward help her to her feet.

What the heck happened that killed the mood? I mean it, dude they are all crazy!

Don't you just love Emmett? Tell me what you thought! Please!

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