A/N: See, told you I would upload the next chapter in a minute! Anywho, hope you enjoy! Here we have Rose's devious plan to get Serena back into the dating game. Let me know what you think!

Chapter 6 – Rose's Plan

"So I was thinking" I said to Paul later the next day, while we were eating lunch in my living room while watching old Transformers re-runs, "Serena needs a summer fling"

"Does she now?" Paul asked, slightly more interested in the animated robots fighting than in my sister's love life "Do you really think she wants us meddling in her personal life?"

"Of course she does, silly" I replied "I mean, she hasn't been in a relationship since her senior year of high school, and she's almost a sophomore in college"

"That really isn't that long Rose. I mean, before you I hadn't had a girlfriend since I had changed, and that was like two years ago" He said, a look of sadness creeping into his expressive eyes "She wasn't too fond of my sudden lack of time to spend with her because of the patrols. Not that she knew about the patrols. We are only allowed to tell family and imprints, and I knew she wasn't my imprint. Especially since you are" and with that last realization that I was his, forever and always, the sadness completely vanished from his chocolate eyes, and he leaned down to kiss me gently without moving from my current position curled up at his side, my head in the slight dip where lower shoulder met chest when his arm was raised from his side, like it was now, draped over my shoulders.

"Yeah well in O'Connell time a year and a half is like forever, and its time for Serena to have a new boyfriend. I'm not saying anything serious, just a little fling over the summer, to get her in the groove for all the new hot college boys in Seattle" I said once we separated. "So," I continued after a small pause to finish my sandwich, "Do you know any college guys who might be interested? They have to be tall, don't forget. My sister is a giant" I looked at Paul while he thought, and a look dawned upon his chiseled face that made me think he had thought of someone.

"Well, there is this one guy I know. He grew up in Forks, and he's going to be a junior next fall at Stanford, in California. He's probably going to be in town for most of the summer, you know small-town people, they never really leave. " He grinned that toothy grin I had grown to love, and continued, "He's a pretty smart guy, tall too. Played basketball at Forks High, I think he still plays intramural at Stanford"

"Sounds cool, what's his name?"

"Michael Callaghan. I think she'll like him" Paul had gotten to know Serena pretty well over the last week or so, since the two of us were very unusual sisters, and actually liked hanging out with each other, especially cooking, which Paul certainly appreciated. We were always cooking up new things together, with my eager boyfriend as the guinea pig for our dishes.

"Mmm, a little Irishman have we? Serena should like that, she likes staying within the island. Most of her boyfriends were Irish." I nodded appreciatively at his heritage.

"You know, I'm a little Irish too" Paul said, "on my mother's side, she said she had a grandfather named Sean MacMillan. That's where I get my lovely pale skin from" at that last statement I knew he was lying, and accused him of such. "No really! Have you ever seen me next to Jacob? He's much darker than I am."

"You liar" I accused him again "You and Jake have the exact same skin tone!"

"Are you saying all Native Americans have exactly the same skin color? I find that a little racist, Miss O'Connell. I should tell your parents" The mischief in his eyes was obvious, and I gently slapped his shoulder, careful not to make a repeat of that first night. My hand had recovered, fortunately, and I was not willing to repeat the experience of slapping the brick wall of my boyfriend's body.

"Let's just focus on the task at hand, ok? Serena meeting Mike." I retorted.

"Hey Serena, guess what?" Rose asked me, plopping down onto my bed face-first.

"What?" I asked distractedly. I was sitting at my desk, filling out an internship application.

" Paul and I are going to the diner tonight to get burgers, and you're coming" She said matter-of-factly, checking her nails idly "And you are going to meet Paul's friend Michael. He's going to be a junior at Stanford, and he's super hot, and super smart." At that I spun around in my swivel chair to face her

"What? Umm, Rose, I'm really not looking for a boyfriend right now, I'm too busy, with school coming up, and finding an internship, and work." I worked part time at the local book store, making a little pocket money for the upcoming school year "I really don't have the time to date" I continued, a slightly panicked expression spreading across my face. The truth was, I really wasn't ready for a boyfriend. My last couple of boyfriends had disappointed me so much, I had lost faith in the male population of the world, and I wasn't ready to be disappointed again. As I briefly traced an old scar on the outside of my wrist, I reminisced about the last boyfriend I had had. Jimmy Smith was tall, good-looking, one of the smartest people in my senior class, and a complete ass. Unfortunately, I had been too blinded by how perfect he seemed otherwise to notice that while he was nice enough to me when we were together, he was a complete snob about everything. "It has to be perfect" he would say. And I could never please him, as much as I tried. Needless to say, it hadn't ended well. After five months of dating, I finally came to my senses, and saw him for who he truly was. It had been difficult trusting anyone after that, mostly because I didn't trust myself to see who they really were. I was afraid of making that same mistake again with anyone. I had immersed myself in my classes, and I didn't really open up to anyone new. The only person I had really trusted, besides Rose, was Taylor Kim, my best friend since fifth grade. I had always been open to her, and that never changed. Right now she was staying with her family in Korea for most of the summer. She was coming up to stay with me in Forks for the last week, before heading back to D.C. to begin her second year at St. Mary's College in Maryland.

"Hello, earth to Serena" I heard Rose say in a sing-song voice, and slight hint of exasperation creeping into her musical tone. I snapped back into the present

"Oh, sorry. What were you saying?"

"I was saying, its been like forever since you've had a boyfriend, and besides, its not like I'm setting you up for anything serious, just a nice summer fling to get you back into the dating groove for college in September." She seemed mildly exasperated with me, but Rose had always been an impatient person, ever since she was little. "So come on. Put on something hot, but casual, and be ready by six. That's when we Paul is picking us up." And with that, she was gone, flown out my room to go get ready for our double date. Sighing, I got up off my chair, and wandered over to my closet. Rifling through my clothes, I repeated in my head, hot, but casual. I settled for a pair of tan Capri's that I knew mad my ass look good, a maroon beater, and a short-sleeved grey hoodie. I threw the selected items onto my bed, and went to shower.

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