I stood there on the softball field in school ready to start to bat. I was wearing a pair of dark skinny jeans and The Maine concert t-shirt. I stood there in my converse ready for Jasper to place the ball in the pitching machine. My hair was pulled back in a pony tail and I squinted my eyes to block out the sun.
"C'mon Jasper." I yelled from home plate.
"I'm coming." He said as he placed a ball into the machine.
The ball came shooting out in time for me to hit it to the pitching mound. The ball flew and almost hit Jasper on the head.
"Woah, that was close." Jasper said picking himself off the ground.
"Sorry." I smirked.
"No you're not."
"You know me." I laughed.
"Rose this is great. You'll finally get to meet him." Jasper said referring to the emails from the night before.
"I don't know. It seems to good to be true." I said hitting the plate and looking up. Another ball came flying my way and I hit it again almost hitting him again.
"Sorry again." I smirked.
"C'mon, its been like a month since you met him at the Princeton chat room. Okay, you talk to him all the time, you know him."
"I know but he doesn't know me. What if I meet him and I'm not what he expects." I said looking up. "Maybe this whole relationship is better for cyber space."
"Don't say that."
"It's true."
I hit the ball again and accidentally hit Jasper on the foot. I gasped and screamed sorry.
"You have to the dance. I mean that Nomad guy isn't going to stay in one spot forever. If it helps I'll be your escort."
"Really?" I smiled.
"Yeah."
"You rock Jasper." I looked down and heard my cell phone ring. I dropped my bat and grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket.
"Hello?"
"Rosalie! Some little rat came into the house and ate all my salmon. I need more salmon. And pick up my dry cleaning and wash the car!" Victoria screamed from the other side of the call. I hung up the phone and looked up at Jasper.
"Victoria. One more pitch." I pleaded with Jasper.
"Why do you act like her slave?"
"Simple. No Victoria; No money for Princeton."
"That sucks."
"Tell me about it."
Jasper placed the last ball in the machine. The ball flew towards me and the ball magically turned into Victoria's face. I squinted hard and put all my energy into my swing. I swung the bat and watched the ball as it flew out of the park.
"Hey, it's out of here." Jasper called as he looked up.
Emmett's POV
I was throwing the football to Edward while we were talking.
I threw the ball back to Edward in time to see a softball hit the ground in front of me. I picked up the ball and saw a girl raise her hand in the air and scream.
"Man, a girl hit that. Now that's impressive."
"What are you and Irina going to the dance as?"
"I don't think I'm going with Irina."
"You're not going with Irina. Who else are you going out with?"
"I don't know it's a mystery to me."
"Princeton girl right?"
I smiled and threw the ball back to the mystery girl on the softball field.
"Thank you!" She called.
"You're welcome." I screamed back.
"Hey this is this girl in my math class named Rosalie Hale. Know anything about her?"
"Besides the fact that both her parents died, nothing man sorry."
"It's cool."
"Dude you like her."
"No I don't."
"Dude its written all over your face."
"She's pretty cool and doesn't care that I'm popular. She's different then Irina and she's pretty hot." I smiled.
"Dude wait till Irina hears about Princeton girl and Rosalie."
"You wouldn't tell her because if you do I will personally hurt you."
"Got it man."
Later that day
I went to work later that day to see my dad move another McCartney's Car Wash sign.
"30% off UFC Alumni. Perfect." My dad smiled.
"Looks good my friend. Just make sure you get these tires." I said surveying the clean car.
"Emmett." I turned to see my dad walking towards me.
"What's up?" I asked raising my eye brow.
"What's with all the college brochures in your bedroom?" He asking raising his arms.
"What are you doing in my room?" I asked trying to change the subject.
He looked at me with that all knowing look and took off his sunglasses.
"I'm just trying to keep my options open." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"You don't need any options. Its taken care of for you. But son, we've been taking care of this program since you were nine years old. You're going to play UFC football, graduate, then come and help run the business with me. You're future is set, so don't mess up the plan. Okay?"
"I won't think about it."
"Here is another customer, go make them happy." He said slapping my shoulder.
I rolled my eyes and walked over to the red M3. I walked over to the car and whistled. Man was it a nice car. I touched the top of the car and noticed that it needed a wax.
"You need a wax." I said scribbling down in my note pad.
"Excuse me?" I heard a voice come from the car.
" I meant the car." I laughed bending down to become face to face with Rosalie Hale.
"Oh fine." She blushed.
"Nice to see you again Rose." I smiled.
"Good to see you too Emmett." She smiled back. I was busying looking into Rosalie's eyes when I heard this most annoying horn ever. I turned around to see two dirty beetles, one in pink and one in green. Out of the cars emerged Lauren and Jessica. Great. I swear they come here once a week if not more.
"Emmett!" Lauren waved.
"We need our cars washed." Jessica said batting her eyelashes.
"Look dirt!" Lauren squealed.
"One second ladies." I said forming a fake smile. I turned around to look at Rose and handed her the receipt. Lauren and Jessica were giggling like crazy.
"Hand this in when your done. See you later Rose." I said as I walked away. Gotta love high school.
Rosalie POV
I watched Emmett walk away and I smiled. I got out of the car and placed my hands on my hips as I looked at my step sisters.
"He's so cute." Lauren giggled hugging Jessica.
"So, who did you pay to get your car so dirty?" I asked placing my baseball cap on my head.
"Excuse me? Who are you the dirt police?" Lauren said pointing at me.
Jessica laughed at Laurens joke and decided to join in. "Yea, like excuse me miss do you know how fast your dirt was going."
Jessica laughed at her own joke as me and Lauren gave her an odd look.
"You should have stopped at the dirt police." Lauren sneered. "Well you should really get going, our mom is looking for you."
"Well where is she?" I asked.
"She's at home, baking." Jessica smirked.
I gave her a weird look and handed my ticket to the front to wait for my car. I wonder what Victoria wants now.