Thanks for your help dad.

I, unfortunately, am not Stephenie Meyer. I wish I were but I am not so i only own John :(

Spare tire

Rosalie's POV

After running at vampire speed for about ten minutes I finally reached a gas station. As I walked in I notice how gross and dirty it was. I could tell that it hadn't been cleaned in about three or four years.

"Hello welcome to Gassy Gas, can I help you." Said the cashier just before he looked up from the cash register he was putting money in. He wore a blue t-shirt with blue jeans and a nametag that read John.

"Um yea actually you can, do you know where I can find spare tires?"

"Sure I do, come aboard my train and I can show you. You can ride on my back if you would like. Or you could ride me some where else…"

I rolled my eyes and thought Edward, please tell Emmett to get down here as fast as he can, this guy is really annoying and I don't want to have to kill him. Just tell Emmett something along the lines of 'a guy is flirting with me and is getting…touchy' please be sure to use touchy because it is about a ten minute run and I want him down here as soon as possible. Thanks.

"Um no thanks can you please just tell me where I can find the tires?"

"Fine. Do you want to hear some jokes on the way?"

"Fine, lets hear them."

And just as we started to walk out the back door of the store the front door swung open and in walked a VERY angry Emmett. "What have you done to her?" He said in the angriest voice I have ever heard him use. Instantly he was at my side and scooped me up in his arms in one smooth move.

"What are you talking about I didn't do anything to her and how did you get over to her so fast you were on the other side of the store?" Said John, with a confused look on his face.

"No I wasn't I was over there" He pointed to the snack section that was hidden from the cash register by a huge wall of candy. "Now answer my question, what were you doing to her?"

"I told you I didn't do anything. And who are you anyway?" John said.

"I'm her h…"

"He is my…hunky boyfriend." I said trying to save his mistake. We could pass for many ages. The youngest I had every passed for was 15 and the oldest was 23, and most people said from first glance, that I was only 16. I was afraid that he would think that I was 16 and by the way he looked at Emmett I could tell he thought Emmett was in his 20's, and I could tell he wouldn't approve if we told him we were married. Not that I cared what this human thought but we would have to pass through this town when we came home so I thought it best not to have a bad first impression.

"Um…yea…sure…whatever." John said, very disappointed.

"Well we should get going so where are the spare tires?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"In my pants. You want to find them?" He said under his breath.

"What was that pip squeak? Do you have something to say shrimpo? Would you like to repeat that?" Emmett sharply hissed through his teeth. We had both heard him but Emmett asked him to repeat himself for two reasons. The first one was that he needed to act human and saying he heard him would make John suspicious and the other reason was he hoped he heard him wrong so he wouldn't have to kill John either.

"I said the spare tires are in my pants. Whatcha gunna do about it punk?"

Emmett growled. He put me down and pushed me so that I was standing behind him and he hunched into a protective crouch. "Emmett, behave. Lets just get the spare tire and get out of here before you actually hurt him. Please can we just leave?" I pleaded. I really did want to get out of there but it wasn't cause I want to get to college sooner, I wanted to get out of there because that guy was probably going to call the police when we left so the sooner we left the faster we could get away from the police.

"You want to take this out side squirt?" Emmett hissed.

"Seriously Emmett, lets go before you hurt him. He didn't do anything wrong lets just go, we can get the tires somewhere else." I said at a volume that was incoherent to the human ear.

"Are you kidding me Rose? You heard what he said to you, he is not going to get away with that. And I won't hurt him, I will just scare him until he pees in his pants." Emmett smirked at vampire speed.

"Yes I do want to take this out side so I don't have to clean up your blood off the floor of the store." John yelled back at Emmett.

"Oh you wish you did not just say that to him." I screamed at John.

"Stay out of it Rose." Emmett told me.

"Ya, stay out of it Rose." John mocked Emmett.

"Oh that is IT!" Emmett yelled. And at vampire speed he was on top of John.

"Oh my god you punched me, ow my lip." John wined and as he pulled away from his lip, blood streamed down his hand. Oh no, it smelled so good, like honey almost but a little sweeter.

"John run!" I screamed as I backed away with my hand over my nose. I had to stop breathing before I went into hunting mode, which would not end well for poor John, who just happened to flirt with the wrong girl. "Emmett, get off of him!" I yelled.

"Rosalie, its too good I can't stop call for help and…"

"Emmett!" I screeched and lunged for the entangled pair. But I was too late; Emmett had already gone into full on, hunting mode. With nothing left to do, I got off of Emmett who was on top of John, and with all my strength, I pushed John out of the way. By doing that I put myself in his place, which meant that Emmett was now ready to bite me.