A/N: Hi people! My computer broke so I'm using my mums (hehehe I feel evil!)

I probably won't be updating as often... I'm not supposed to be using this. I'm risking my iPod and my car privileges to bring you this!

Edward and Carlisle were out hunting, Emmett and Jasper were fighting and Alice was upstairs with Esme designing dresses. I decided to go to my meadow and get my guitar.

I ran all the way there, hoping that Edward was far away enough so he couldn't hear me.

Nobody knew about my obsession with music. I had never played in front of my family. Edward was the musician in the family, not me. I didn't want him to hate me more than he already did.

I got out my guitar and sang.

I wanna have some fun,

When there's no fun to be had.

I wanna let go sometimes,

And just be bad.

I wanna be someone,

So I'm the one that you love.

I wanna be a perfect girl,

Fit you better than a glove.

I wanna shout,

I wanna scream,

I wanna cry,

I wanna make some noise.

I wanna laugh,

I wanna live,

I wanna dance,

I wanna get down with the boys.

I wanna make my own decisions,

Just because I can.

I wanna stay in control,

When my life gets out of hand.

I wanna listen to my music,

Without turning the sound down.

I wanna be the girl next door,

Even when I'm out of town.

Just let me do,

What I wanna do.

Just let me live my life.

I heard clapping and when I turned around, Alice and Esme were standing there.

"That was amazing, Rose!" Esme exclaimed.

Alice started jumping up and down. "Sooooooooooooooooooooo good!" she agreed.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" My voice was a bit more apprehensive than I'd hoped.

"Why ever not?" Esme asked, confused.

"Edward is kind of the musician in the family." I mumbled.

Esme wrapped her arms around me in a motherly embrace. "I think there's room for one more."

"I don't think so."

"Edward won't mind." Alice piped up.

"I never thought the day would come but here it is! I can officially say that Alice Cullen is wrong!"

She just rolled her eyes and smiled at me.

We all ran back to the house.

Carlisle said that Edward just wanted to be alone and he would come in half an hour.

I sat in my room and rifled through the billions of clothes that I had.

I wanted to find something that said 'Hi I'm Rosalie. If you hit on me, I will totally kick your butt!'

After 20 minutes of searching, I finally found the perfect outfit. Alice will probably kill me for wearing it though.

I had a pair of distressed light blue jeans, a deep blue halter neck top, a hoodie with pink and blue cupcakes, gray converses and a chunky gold bangle.

I heard Edward come through the door and talk to Alice.

"Yes I am. I have to do what's right and if leaving is the best option, then I will." Edward said.

Alice must be responding telepathically.

Edward was leaving again? If he thought leaving us was right, he had a pretty crap definition of the word wrong.

"Alice," Edward groaned. "I know. It will really hurt Esme. But it's for the best. Nobody wants to move again, especially Rosalie. I don't want her to hate me even more."

He though I hated him? I thought he hated me, not the other way around! I was tempted to run downstairs and shout that I didn't hate him- in my head and out loud- but that would be way too weird.

"I won't say anything," Alice said out loud, "I will let you tll the others when you are ready. I'll keep quiet, I promise."

"Can I have that in writing?" Edward joked.

I could hear her sticking her tiny tongue out.

"Fine. We should probably go no. We might be late for school and they'll put us in detention." Edward said.

"Unlikely."

"There is a first time for everything."

When I heard them slid into the Volvo, I followed them.

As I got into the car, Alice shrieked.

"Rosalie! What are you wearing? You have a whole closet full of dresses and nice clothes, and you choose to wear those things? How did I miss them in my monthly burning?"

I smirked. "Two words, Alice. Secret door."

She growled at me.

Emmett and Jasper sauntered over to the car and got in slowly.

"Emmett sat beside me and scowled at Jasper.

"Emmett, honey. Why are you in such a bad mood?" I purred.

"Jasper beat me in an arm wrestling contest." He pouted.

I laughed. "That's why you're upset? Grow up, Emmett."

"But-"I put a finger to his lips before he could get any further.

It was silent the whole drive.

Emmett broke the silence first. "Rosie?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"Some see the bottle half empty, some see it half full. Me? I just want to know who the heck is drinking my damn soda."

I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. I laughed.

He smiled. "I told you so."

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After school, I decided to hunt.

I went to my favourite spot, just outside of northern Canada.

I spotted a pack (A/N: do mountain lions live in packs? If not, they do now!) of mountain lions.

I jumped out of a bush and they all ran off. Of course, they were no match for my vampire speed, but I just liked the thrill of the chase. I chased them all around the meadow.

I lunged at one and brought it down. All the rest scattered. Lions were portrayed in movies as big ferocious beasts but in real life they were just scardy-cats. Se what I did there? Huh? Huh? Okay, I know it's lame!

I sank my teeth into its jugular and the delicious, hot, red liquid ran down the back of my throat. The sweet blood flowed into my mouth like a grotesque river flowing down the rocks. For a few seconds I was lost into the rich, beautiful blood.

I took down 3 more lions and after, I felt a little bloated.

I ran back to the house, not realizing that I had spent ages outside and it was just twilight over the lake. I bounded neatly over it and ran upstairs to change. My clothes were stained red and brown with dried blood and my hair was a mess.

I walked into my room and Emmett was sitting there. "Whoa, Rose. You look like…You have 'sex' hair."

I slapped him on the back of the head and stalked off into my closet to change.

A/N: So? What about it?

My computer has vertical lines running down the middle of it. I took it to a repair shop and they said it would cost $65 to fix it.

Heck no! I am skint. Broke. Utterly and completely penny-less.

Love you all, my reviewers, readers, favoriters, haters…

~Evie~ xxoxoxoxox