BACK! Yes, it's been a while. Exams suck! And so does saying goodbye... Okay, well, the plot is really getting started in this chapter. Brownie points if you guess the plot right! I don't own Twilight, but I own my plot. Also, check out my new story "Don't You Just Love It"!

When more and more people started getting to school, it seemed no one noticed the change in dynamic of mine and Emmett's relationship. It wasn't until the bell rang to go to class that anyone saw anything. Emmett put his bag on his back, my bag on his right arm, and held my right hand with his left. People started chattering quietly. Since we had first, fourth and last period together-and, of course, lunch-there would be plenty of time for this to catch fire midst the student body, which had nothing better to do. The joy of small towns...

After holding hands all through Honors Lit, he walked me to Health and then went to his next class-after giving me a kiss that sent shock waves all the way down to my toes. After third, he showed up to Honors History to walk me to Consumer Science, which would have been totally sweet if his hair wasn't dripping everywhere.

"Let me guess, you skipped showers in gym?" I asked, backing away from the hug he offered.

"No, I just didn't dry off," he said, grabbing me against my will, which-I admit-was cute. I didn't even scold him for getting me wet, not that I minded, to tell the truth.

I rolled my eyes and we went to our next class. I don't think our hands separated for more than five seconds at a time until lunch. Finally, I dropped into a seat with my tray of unidentifiable goop, Emmett following suit.

"You guys," Rosalie greeted us, "are causing quite a stir."

I smiled. Poor little half-wits who actually cared what other people thought, this must have been a culture shock for them. "So what have you heard around the rumor mill?"

Edward glared at Emmett, who was-I think-attempting the world record for fastest time consuming radioactive material. "I heard from several people you and Em were making out before second."

"So no lies yet, that's good," I said, resisting a smirk while Edward coughed and choked on whatever he was eating.

"What- what the-" he spluttered.

"Calm down, breathe, baby," Rosalie said, rubbing his back a little. "She was joking."

I actually started laughing out loud. My brother being called 'baby' by anyone was tres amusing. Emmett, Jazz, and Bella joined in, laughing at Ed's embarrassment. Oh well, he deserved it. Kinda. Emmett and I left to the courtyard early to hang out a little while before splitting up.

We were sitting in the grass, talking about what weird things our friends had done in other classes, when all of a sudden we had a guest. Mike Newton walked up to us.

Oh, joy.

"So, were you two sick of being single, or was she your only match on E-harmony?" he said, laughing at his own joke.

"Get lost, Newton," Emmett said, glaring at him.

"Because it's okay, my grandma tried it once. She got a really lame choice, too." He pushed and pushed, not knowing what he was getting himself into. "I mean, I guess it could be meant to be. Someone's gotta be stuck with the little weird one, how else would we control them? Well, I guess the psych ward is an option…"

That actually stung a little, but I tried to push it back and focus on Emmett, shaking with rage.

"Em, Emmett calm down," I muttered, putting a hand on his arm. "Mike Newton, leave now or I'll talk to Charlie about pressing charges for harassment."

He rolled his eyes, but left anyway. Funny, I was just phishing. Emmett wrapped is arms around me, pulling me to his chest. "I hate him."

I laughed, "Well that's a given, Teddy Bear." That made him bust out laughing, a little harder than the comment was necessary, but I didn't question. Better to have him shaking from laughter than anger.

When the stupid bell rang, Emmett gave me a sweet little kiss, then went off, grumbling about something.

That should have been my first clue…

I was walking to sixth with Jasper, trying to ignore the looks from preps, when suddenly we heard shouting from the other side of the office building. Everyone began running to where there was apparently a fight. Jasper and I exchanged bemused glances, then went to see who was fighting. We broke through the crowd to see one large figure wailing on a smaller figure, and I would've followed the teachers' orders and stayed back… If that large figure wasn't my completely idiotic, death wish carrying, over protective boyfriend.

"Emmett Andrew Swan!" I screamed over the shouting, fighting a few people who apparently had the sense to hold the tiny chick away from the fight. I broke their grasp and did the stupidest possible thing: I tried to yank Emmett back. Now, he'd been in fights before, and he usually behaved after my first scream, but when I saw who this was… Let's just say Newton Outfitters would lose some business if their son's injuries(which looked very wild) were advertised in any way. Emmett got distracted enough for Mike to get up and throw a punch randomly, only missing me because Emmett shoved me backwards and grabbed his fist, twisting his arm back as far as he could go and further, making him collapse on said arm. I got up and glared at Emmett, looked at Mike extremely confused, then glared at Emmett some more.

"What the hell, Emmett? Wanna tell me what was going on in your head?" I screamed at him, hitting his chest. Trust me, I'd done worse to him, but, well, that hit?

Well, that was a bad call… The principal, Coach Fowler, materialized with incredible timing. "Miss Cullen! Mr. Swan, Mr. Newton! My office. Now."

Well, like I said, I usually intervened vocally in Emmett's fights, so being in trouble wasn't exactly new. But Mike Newton moaning about his arm and being carted off to the nurses office was. Emmett was going to have hell to pay if that boy's arm was broken.

So now here we were, sitting side by side, in front of the principal. Emmett had his arms crossed, looking angry. I couldn't have looked much happier. The principal cleared his throat and leaned over his desk. "Someone care to explain to me why Emmett attacked Mr. Newton and Alice felt the need to intervene?" Oh yeah, first name basis with the principal. Good and bad thing, good because he liked us, bad because he made us feel that much more guilty when we misbehaved.

"It's not her fault," Emmett grumbled, keeping his eyes down.

"Then why was she screaming at you, and why was she seen jumping into the fight?" Coach asked, challenging him.

"She was yelling at me, she doesn't need to be here."

"Why not? Would you like to explain what exactly your little fight was about?" he pushed further.

"Not with her here," Emmett said, looking more and more annoyed.

Honestly, I hate when Emmett is angry. It's sometimes kind of scary. And right now, it was starting to give me that chill I get when his temper gets the best of him.

"Alice, do you want to leave so Emmett can tell me what provoked him?" Coach Fowler asked patiently.

"I'll leave long enough for him to tell you."

"Okay, go sit outside and I'll come get you when he's told me."

I went into the hallway and waited for all of five minutes, then was called back in to be questioned by myself while Emmett waited.

"Alice, does Mike Newton ever give you trouble?" Coach asked.

"Well, he makes fun of me… And Emmett… He picks on us for-for different reasons," I said, nervous.

"Has he ever made derogatory comments to you?"

"He said…" I blushed. It was stupid, tattling, but if Coach wanted to know... "He said if Emmett couldn't handle me, I could be put in a psych ward."

"Did he say anything to Emmett about you that you know of?"

"No... Why?" I heated up. "Did he pick a fight with that idiot because of something he said?"

"I think we're done for today. Neither of you will be in trouble, I have the information I need. Come to me if Mr. Newton bothers you anymore."

"But Coach-"

"Enough, Miss Cullen, now go to your last class with Mr. Swan, try to get him to calm down."

I stood up and stalked out, annoyed at the Principal and Emmett both. I grabbed Emmett's arm and went into the main office area to get our bags and a pass, then dragged him outside to walk toward our class building. Before we got all the way there, I blocked Emmett and put my hands on my hips.

"Tell me what happened, now," I demanded, boiling with anger. Not really at him, but at being confused.

"Nothing," he said, looking uneasy.

"Tell me. Did he say something? Did he insult you?"

"No, he said… Something about you," he said, turning red and looking ashamed.

"What, just tell me, it can't be too bad."

"He said that even though I've got you now, that it wouldn't be hard for the men in the white coats to find you," he muttered.

I busted out laughing. "What is so bad? It's funny! He's too stupid to think of anything better."

"I know, I felt dumb for attacking him, but he pissed me off. I didn't think," he mumbled.

I smiled at him, my silly boyfriend(day four and I still want to scream at the thought). I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand. "C'mon Teddy Bear, class time."

Math plus Emmett equals very confused Alice. Between the teacher explaining inscribed angles and Emmett nudging me every five seconds to make a face at me, I pretty much guessed on my homework. 52 here, square root of 72 there, whatever looked good. The final bell rang, signaling us to go home, and Emmett and I left hand in hand.

"So, are we starting a revolution?" Emmett asked, leading me to the pick up zone.

"Definitely," I said, leaning up to kiss him goodbye before my mom saw me.

That night, as I laid in my bed, contemplating the day, I thought about why Emmett would possibly get upset over Newton's comments. I shrugged it off and allowed myself to succumb to Mr. Sandman.

As I drifted into the Land of Nod, a small voice whispered in my head...

What if it wasn't Newton? What if it was more than the person who gave the comments, but the comments themselves?

A/N: Okay, now review, and try to guess the plot! Use context clues! Lol, more to come, the next chapter is under construction!

~Sidney